"What do you mean?" the anthropologist asked, confused.

"Port Atwood is the only force on Earth that has access to a true multiverse store. This allows us to gain knowledge of a larger world on Earth that has not yet been made public. For example, most of the intelligence of the New World Government about the invasion came from us," Zach explained. "It also allows us to create a structure that is more in line with our new reality. ”

"Port Atwood will have a standardised payment system. You can think of it as a supercomputer to judge your performance. Your actions will generate contribution points. He continued, "Working on your own pet program, not applying may not bring a lot of points, but teaching at our college will get a lot of points. ”。

That's Zach's goal, though it's not done yet. There are many ways to do this. You can set it up yourself with some admin classes and some specialized arrays, or you can buy a contribution management store in Townshop. Some giant forces similar to their creators have made a big deal, offering various management systems and perfecting their algorithms over millions of years.

Contribution management is a very common concept in the multiverse, as the power is enormous, often in the millions, or even billions. Automating payroll and benefits administration saves a lot of work. This also saved a lot of money for the nobles, as people were only paid for their contributions, not their time.

An established contribution system has more functions, such as grades. If someone has made a huge contribution over a long period of time, they will be promoted to the next level of the system, giving them a better exchange rate and something more precious to trade.

"What is the purpose of contributing points?" the woman asked.

"You exchange them for anything you want, like an internal currency. There are cultivation manuals and skills. Equipment and weapons, healing pills, materials for the evolution of the race are also included. "We have all sorts of things," Zach replied.

Zach was a little puzzled as to why not give the Nexus coins or crystals, but Ogras explained it in a very simple way: the lock-in effect. If they have Nexus coins, they can leave at any time. But if they hold a large amount of domestic currency, people are more likely to continue to hold it.

For the same reason, expensive items like manuals or skills are also quite well priced. There are permanent skills and cultivation crystals in the multiverse, where anyone can learn the skill of engraving. Smaller editions, such as the one containing the Book of Babel, served only once.

This means that Zach can continue to stock up on various skills and training methods as he gains his wealth from taxes and other sources. Each new addition brings a steady stream of income to his troops, as any time a subject uses their points to learn a skill, rather than cashing out materials or Nexus crystals, he makes a pure profit in some sense.

"However, for newcomers, we will offer a base salary in the form of crystals to help everyone reach level 25 and get the course. From then on, they will have to rely on their own efforts," he added.

Making his people stronger is one reason, the other simple reason is that the donation system has not yet been established. They can offer something, but the framework is not yet in place.

"How funny, your way of managing would make a good paper," the woman muttered. "What about our freedom? Can we leave at any time?"

"The portal is currently closed, and if you go with us, you can't leave for at least a month. You should also know that Port Atwood will not join the world government at this time, but will remain an independent force," Zach said, hiding nothing.

The two government officials were listening intently to the conversation, but Zach didn't care. In fact, he wants the message to get out there. Who knows, their way of doing things might get some experts from the government to side with them. However, the same wording is also a bit exaggerated.

Soon the entire bazaar and surrounding community knew about the Port Atwood recruitment, and the super brother was looking for a non-combat specialist. Still, many hesitated, even with the Marshall family's assurances. Maybe it's not about the legitimacy of this force, but about whether it's a good idea to join.

Zach is not surprised by people's reluctance, as New Washington is one of the most prosperous cities in the world today. While people may not have all the tools to improve their crafts in cities nowadays, they are at least safe. They don't know what will happen if they step over the portal.

Despite this, one by one stealthily stepped forward and asked Zach a few clarifying questions, which Zach patiently answered. There are also some troublemakers who try to create trouble. However, they were soon ruthlessly dealt with by Mr. Zhuang.

Eventually, the fisherman was in trouble, and he wasn't sure if he could handle it. Zach sighed and stood up and walked towards the group or demagogues. He unleashes his aura, causing widespread panic and creating a small crater with his heavy footsteps, throwing the troublemaker off balance.

After that there was no more trouble, but at the same time the onlookers instead asked questions to the old fisherman, who was afraid to disturb the monster sitting in the stall with his eyes closed. Despite this, Zach listened intently to the conversation between Mr. Zhuang and the others, and communicated with the old fisherman without a word.

Anyone Zach thinks could be a good asset is asked to gather their belongings and come back as soon as possible. He didn't want to risk the government trying to withhold his talent, so he would let them stay in a hotel. For what he could or didn't do, he just said to come to the portal at 7 a.m. tomorrow. These people are mainly unskilled workers, who can also be collected by him from neighboring islands.

A few hours later, more than thirty people actually gathered near the booth from various fields, some even with their families. Judging by their appearance, some people do it out of necessity because they look a little liberated and emaciated. Others do this to seize the opportunity and improve themselves.

This group is made up of many people. In addition to anthropologists, there are a variety of specialists, such as several engineers, two doctors, a botanist, and even a winemaker. Zach almost felt a little sorry for the fat man with the handlebar beard, because he knew that he would be hunted by hundreds of thirsty demons as soon as he arrived on the island. One of the most common complaints from the Demonkin people over the past month has been the lack of alcohol, as their own shops are basically sold out.

He also managed to find some artists and a watchmaker, who were surprised that their talents were needed. The fact that he didn't need a painter or a watchmaker, but Zach had a feeling that if someone was good at it with a craft that required a steady hand and precise craftsmanship, he would be an inscription of a great future. In fact, whoever he thought might turn out to be good, or at least passable, the engraver was quickly recruited.

Zach's goal is simple. He wanted to unleash a mountain of armor carved into the surviving humans, made of wolf skins and ant shells. His materials were enough to make thousands of pieces of equipment, and with his current demon inscriptions, it would take him ten years to complete all of them. When he saw that even mediocre equipment was so sought after at auction, his desire to get more inscriptions only increased.

It would be even better if Carlin could also open a few branches.

It was getting dark, and Sapu Zhuang just shouted out the meeting place and rules for anyone who was interested, and then they led the non-combat squad back to the hotel. So far, the group has grown to over 50 specialists plus their families, and five times as many people have been told to go to Teleporters. If they all did show up, it would be quite a step forward for Port Atwood, although Zach expects a significant number of them to be scared.

The group occupied several floors of the hotel and amassed a bill that most people would not be able to surpass. Later that night, Cowling and Ogras returned, and the gnomes almost had a rosy glow. Zach noticed that the gnomes had spent more money earlier on the recruitment, but it didn't take long for him to stop.

"We made a lot of money this time. In fact, the system seems to have created a piece of Aetherbloom near this town, as quite a few people sold it. No one knows what it's used for yet, so we bought most of the city's supply. When the leaders of the city realize what they have missed, they spit blood," the gnome said happily.

"Etherbloom, what is that for?" Zach asked curiously, for he had never heard of it.

"This is one of the main ingredients in a popular medicinal paste that is used to improve race. It's more effective than a standard bath, and even has some effect when trying to move up to a D-rank match. A stalk costs tens of thousands of Nexus Coins, and normally we cost less than 100 per stub," explains Carllin, who almost looks excited as he explains the benefits

Ogras added with some schadenfreude: "What's more, it's very rare and takes decades to regenerate, and it probably only exists here because this system has created some opportunities on this baby planet." ”。

"These bureaucrats lost enough material to make nearly 300 fighters compete in the E-class. For Port Atwood, that could be a huge number. You see a lot of demon soldiers who haven't upgraded their race yet. With a twinkle in the demon's eyes, he said, "These stubbles can help us build an elite team that will wipe out the centuries-old fears of this world." ”。

"However, after a while, the government understood our behavior and rushed to buy straw, but before we took 80 percent of the food in the market. ”

Zach was impressed with their gains, as this paste would be a great thing to add to the donation system in the future. If they can make their evolution harder.

"We also have quite a few promising people signing up to join Port Atwood," said Zach, who doesn't want to be overtaken as he lists a variety of careers for new hires.

As Zach expected, OGras's eyes lit up when he heard that there was a brewer on the list, but his next question left him a little confused.

"Are there any filmmakers like directors and editors on the crew?" the demon asked.

"No, why?" Zach asked, confused.

"It would be fun to try to make my own film," he laughs. ”。

Zach hesitantly replied, "Uh...... I think this kind of person should be in Hollywood, I don't know where that town is. ”。

With nothing else to do, everyone returned to their lodgings, where Zach spent the night to better understand his improved "heavy way." He also tried to use the experience of his first generation of Taoist seed improvement to make breakthroughs in other seeds as well, albeit slowly.

After two hours of sleep, he sat down in the hall and waited for everyone to assemble. Soon most people gathered, though it seemed that a few experts had left during the night. The two also stepped back before leaving, looking embarrassed. Zach assured them that there was no trouble, and they quickly left, leaving only 38 specialists. All in all, in Zach's opinion, there are still a lot of people who stay.

Even more disturbing was the fact that Ogras was not around, and he only left a note at the reception saying that he would meet the others at the teleportation. Zach had a headache at the thought of what the demon was doing, and he had to gather the rest of the people.

The portal was close to the business district, and they opted for a 20-minute walk to the promenade rather than trying to prepare enough cars for the whole party. Several of the more sober-minded experts arrived and were out of breath, and Zach could only shake his head. The overall level of some of the more niche specialists is quite low, and some are even below level 5.

When they arrived, Zach immediately tried to find the demon who had promised to come here, but Ogras was nowhere to be found. Zach began to worry about what real trouble he was in, but a voice in the shadows alleviated that concern, though a new one soon took over.

"I can't show myself right now. Hurry up and activate the portal, we need to go. ”

"Good try. Elija said, looking at him with her eyes wide open. When he realized that she was fine, his eyes were filled with relief.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to...... ," he said, swallowing.

"This is the first time that your silver attack is worth it. Calm down and come back. I'm here until midnight. Come back tomorrow night. "One silver coin per hour. Elijah smiled at him. Seemingly a little overwhelmed, he quickly nodded and walked to the stairs leading to his seat.

"You fucking useless shit stick, I bet you can at least pierce through her body!How about you defeat a troll with that spell?!" one adventurer shouted as he punched and kicked the mage before the other two stopped him. But it seemed funny because they all started laughing.

Elia looked at them, having endured almost all of their magical attacks. Some even work in groups of five. She used her veil when it became overwhelming, but so far, this has only happened twice.