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Chapter 190 89 apprentices(2/2)

Bei Gaoyang sat cross-legged next to the six-pointed star formation with his eyes closed.

"Dong, Chairman..."

"How many people?"

“89 people in total”

Eighty-nine is less than 1% of the more than 14,000 people, but it cannot be calculated like this. This is a desert of magic. What is the probability that someone with spellcasting qualifications will be born in a magic-free environment?

It can be said that it completely subverted the perception.

Unless, the presence or absence of magic power does not have as great an impact on the soul's qualifications as the mages claim, or in other words, it does not matter at all.

This is a huge discovery, enough to rewrite many mystical theories and research directions. Its significance is just like discovering that life does not need water to survive.

The question is what to do now?

The original plan was to build a magical environment here and try to see if the magic network could be extended. Now that we have discovered that the earth also has the foundation for discovering and utilizing magic, this plan has become a question mark.

Bei Gaoyang faced a very difficult choice.

What does the earth mean to him?

Should we sow the fire of extraordinary power and system here, or should we simply define it as a supply place for 'cheap human resources'? The core demands and interests are still in Canaan?

The magic circle around him was continuously emitting magic power. Because it was a completely enclosed space, Bei Gaoyang could already feel a certain concentration of magic power.

The elemental elves seem to be very active. They are curious about the new environment here, and there is no sign of any discomfort.

They are 'reacting' with everything in the room, causing certain degree of abnormalities in the air's humidity, temperature, and light transmission.

This shows that it is feasible to build a limited and low-magic environment in a closed space. The elemental elves do not want to 'escape' to the vast outside world. They are trying to transform the grain of sand they are in.

Liveable!

As long as there is enough magic power, they might be able to multiply on this planet.

Bei Gaoyang looked at the list of 89 people and held the fate of these 89 people in his hands. He pondered for a long time and said to Yu Qingdong: "Let these people move to my home and find someone else to take their place."

Yu Qingdong said quickly, "In this case, production has completely stopped, and only these people can complete the tempering of the new process."

"It can be solved by replacing a new group of people," Bei Gaoyang said. "How did you choose more than 10,000 people?"

"Uh... I'm not sure about this..."

"Forget it, let them choose another batch."

"...Will this solve the problem?"

"..."

After sending away the confused Yu Qingdong, Bei Gaoyang waited until late at night before the elemental elves were 'dead' on a large scale.

It should be a loss of activity. Death is not accurate. Elemental elves have no concept of death, only activity and silence.

But their number has not decreased. If new companions continue to join, maintaining a fragile balance can still be achieved.

In the early morning of the next day, the entire factory became empty.

Overnight, more than 10,000 people who could no longer refine the new formation configuration were dispersed.

At noon, the first bus full of new 'skilled workers' drove into the factory, and Bei Gaoyang was amazed at their efficiency and execution.

At this time, there were 89 ignorant young and middle-aged people standing in front of him. There was not a single old person among them. Behind him was a seven-story 'small building' that was nearly completed. The surrounding land was initially flat and transplanted.

of flowers and trees.
Chapter completed!
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