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As time went by, more and more people on the plane participated in special training like him.
Mo Poor seems to be the most special one, because this flight departed from Meng Island, and he was the only one on board.
In other areas, there are groups of people on the ground, ranging from seven or eight to more than a dozen.
David told him that at least 8,000 people are trained every year. Because the pass rate is very low, this number is also increasing every year.
The 8,000 people gathered in four seasons, once from January to March, once from April to June, once from July to September...
Mo Qiong just caught up with the third quarter of this year, and the declaration deadline is mid-July, with only one day left.
If you miss it, you have to wait until October.
Mo Poor didn't want to wait, so he decided to go to the place. If he passed the Ideal Stone, he would call home. If he didn't, he would go home directly.
The ones getting on the plane at this moment are only the last batch.
More people have already arrived at Limit Island as early as the 1st and 2nd, and they have all started training now.
It seems that there are all kinds of occupations among them, and there are also men and women, but most of them are young people, and there are only a handful of them over thirty years old.
It seems that he is the only one who was born as a restricted person on this flight.
Soon, when we arrived at Limit Island, Mo Poor felt hot as soon as he got off the plane.
Yes, it is another tropical island, much hotter than Meng Island.
Mo Poor doesn't know the exact location of Extreme Island, but he only knows that it must be near the equator line of the Pacific Ocean.
There were more than one hundred people in this class, and Mo Poor followed the large team to a local place called the General Affairs Office for testing.
There is only one ideal stone, and in a closed containment room, everyone needs to line up and wait for their number to be called.
Although he is number one among the hundred people, there are dozens of people waiting here, but they are all white.
"This batch should come from Australia, you just wait, it will be soon. If you are eliminated, someone of you will naturally send it back." David said, and he left first.
After David left, Mo Poor sat in the waiting room and looked at everyone. There are still a lot of Chinese here. Anyway, Chinese account for one-fifth of the world's population.
"Assemble in the corridor for those who have failed, go to the cafeteria and have dinner before you can board the plane." A member of the club said to a few people who were still lingering after the test.
Those people looked dazed, as if they never thought that they would fail the first test.
"How is it possible? How could my dream be to have ten wives? This is unscientific, there must be something wrong!" A man even murmured.
He seemed to be really confused, and directly stated his test results, which attracted many people's attention.
Mo Poor is speechless, good guy, this dream...is too real...
"You can't be mistaken, this is the true desire in your heart." The member said calmly.
"This...how... well, I do have this idea, but only a little bit, this can't be my lifelong pursuit! I also have great ambitions! I want world peace!" the man said excitedly.
"Hmm...very good, as a peripheral member you can continue to work hard to realize your dreams, but you really don't meet the special training threshold for full-time members...the next one." The member still said calmly.
The next one was a black-haired white man. Before he went in, he smiled at the man and said, "Dreams like world peace, you will always realize that it is just a spur of the moment, and in the end you will still think that marrying ten wives is the most realistic way." Brother, let’s go back, peripheral personnel can also contribute to the containment cause, and at the same time have the opportunity to fulfill their own dreams, changing nationality or something, such as Latvia is a good choice.”
"The work of a full-time member cannot be done without enough belief to support oneself."
After listening to the black-haired white man's words, the man's lips moved slightly, but he was speechless, and left with his head down in a very dejected manner.
It can be seen that he came here with enthusiasm. At this moment, he may really want to become a formal member in his heart, and he is really full of passion.
Under the exposure of the ideal stone, he couldn't face himself at all. Now he is probably doubting life, doubting himself...
"I have a question... As far as I know, the ideal stone can determine the goal that a person regards as a lifelong pursuit, but this goal will become, maybe what he desires most now is only ten wives, but as time goes by As time went on, he came into contact with more in the Lanbai Club, and perhaps he felt that world peace was more important after a while. But this test hit him directly, made him doubt himself, and then made his ideals that could have been completely firm , died because of this. Is there such a possibility?" A woman with a bulging chest stood up and said.
The member calmly said: "The real ideal will not die because of this level of blow. If it does... it can only show that he is even more unqualified."
"If his ideal has not yet been finalized, then he still has a chance. After working on the periphery for a few years, he will always have the opportunity to get special training. Just come back and test it the second time. Maybe next time, his pursuit will not be perfect. a wife."
The woman nodded and said no more. Those who were eliminated could only smile wryly and leave silently.
"Is it my turn?" said the black-haired white man.
The member nodded, and saw the black-haired white man walking straight into the room with a confident expression on his face.
About a minute or so, the members brought him out, but the confidence on his face completely disappeared.
He walked in a daze, with an expression of disbelief.
When everyone saw this, they knew that he had also failed, and it was probably a salted fish ideal. Fortunately, he was still full of self-confidence, and he even preached to others before.
"What is your result?" Someone couldn't help asking, it was because the black-haired white man was too confident before, giving people a feeling of "my belief is firm and there is nothing to worry about".
The black-haired white man looked embarrassed, and went out bravely, not wanting to make it public at all.
Everyone was a little disappointed, and there was nothing he could do if he didn't tell everyone.
"Next!" Looking at the member again, his face was calm, obviously he didn't intend to reveal this kind of privacy casually.
Everyone goes in for the test one by one. Basically, except for telling the outside world, the content of this kind of true inner pursuit will not be made public.
But looking at the expression of the black-haired white man, Mo Poor also knew that it was definitely not an ideal to talk about.
May be as salty as the person he preached before, or even more salty and even... despicable.
The people present here are all outsiders, and many of them obtained opportunities after working for a period of time. They are all very confident and seem to be full of passion.
After all, since you are here, you are definitely not here to mess around. Everyone knows that you can't mess around, and they all have a certain determination in their hearts.
But I have to say that the human heart is the most elusive, and sometimes I can't be sure of the answer deep in my heart.
In this world, I don’t know how many people live with masks. After a long time, they think that the mask is themselves.
Peripheral personnel are mixed, perhaps in the internal atmosphere of the Lanbai Society, they are deeply shocked by the heavy responsibility of the containment cause, and then mobilized their enthusiasm and vigorous enthusiasm.
So much so that I thought that I really wanted to devote my whole life to this cause, and even sacrificed.
Without this test, I don’t know how many people will show their prototypes and face their own hearts at critical moments in the future.
Among them, Mo Poor himself may be included.
"So nervous..."
Mo Poor had to be nervous, because before he went to Meng Island, he was at a loss, and even felt that his pursuit in this life was to be rich and live a comfortable and happy life.
Although I have long felt that it is very salty, after I have the ability, I don’t feel a sense of accomplishment when I make money.
But after all, he has been at a loss for too long, and from pursuing comfort to being willing to take responsibility and contribute to the cause of containment, will the change be a bit big?
With such thoughts in mind, Mo Poor didn't even have the superficial self-confidence of a few losers at the moment.
"Next."
Before I knew it, it was Mo Qiong's turn. He was the number one in the Chinese group.
Following the members into the room, he saw a towering boulder. The stone looked plain, like a big stone dug randomly from the mountain.
"Don't think about it deliberately, any psychological suggestion is meaningless, just put your hand on it, and it will show up in a while." The member said routinely.
Mo Poor smiled wryly, he had indeed been torturing himself in his heart.
"Face yourself, if it's really a salted fish, I'll admit it too." Mo Poor pressed his hand on the stone violently. Although he knew it was useless, self-righteous dreams still flashed in his heart, and the determination that had tortured him countless times was in his heart reverberate.
Writings began to emerge on the surface of the stone, and the strokes bulged from the stone. They were written in Moqiong's native language, that is, Chinese characters.
"I want to protect innocent people."
"Huh?" Mo Poor looked at the line in a daze, feeling very familiar.
Seeing that he was surprised, the member said: "Are you surprised? It seems different from what you expected. What did you think it would be before the test?"
"I also only recently decided that after knowing the dangers of the contained objects, I want to contribute to the survival of all mankind. I have experienced containment breaches, and I know that once the Blue and White Society cannot hold on, there will be no place in the world that is safe Yes... I just don't want to hide behind others. Although it is dangerous to join the club, at least death is worthwhile, knowing why. I don't know the exact pursuit... I just want to do my part first." Mo Poor is honest Dao, this is indeed his true thought since the containment breach, and it is precisely because there is no clear ultimate goal to what extent it has been achieved, so he is so unconfident.
However, the stone reflects...
The member laughed and said, "So that's the case. Did you have such an idea recently? It doesn't matter. Many people in the world are at a loss, so they always show some very mediocre pursuits, but that is the truth. You don't have to be at a loss, your In fact, I have already firmly established my belief in my heart, and the stone has already revealed it, that is to protect the innocent...and this is exactly the responsibility of the Lanbai Society."
"Follow it, you pass."
Mo Poor was still a little confused: "Really? Do I actually have the answer in my heart?"
"Yes, believe in yourself." The member laughed.
Mo Poor walked out of the room in a daze, a little absent-minded.
Everyone saw this expression, and there was a small voice: "Yes, another failure."
"Actually, you don't need to have lofty ideals. I heard that as long as you are not mean, not selfish, and not too salty..."
"When he went in, I saw that he didn't have much confidence. He really failed. I didn't prepare myself, so I dared to come to the special training..."
Maybe there were several losers in a row, and everyone finally couldn't help discussing it.
But immediately after, Mo Poor was seen picking at his Adam's apple, thinking about turning his head and walking to the left, which is the direction the passers-by are going to go.
"Are you going the wrong way? The cafeteria is on the right." Someone said.
Mo Poor didn't turn his head back as he pondered, but the member opened his mouth and said, "He passed... Those who are confident may not be what they appear to be, and those who are at a loss may not be uncertain. Next..."
"What? Passed?"
"I'm not excited at all after passing, what's the reason for this cute face!" Several people who spoke just now were speechless.
Mo Poor was in a daze, naturally thinking about his lifelong pursuit.
He is not confident because he is at a loss, so he actually wants to pass this test, face himself squarely, and know what his inner pursuit is. Is it still the same salted fish as before, or it has changed, and a new goal has been established.
Unexpectedly, this stone shows a sentence that flickered when I was tortured in my heart.
'I want to protect innocent people', this is the line of Pharah!
Action is
As time went by, more and more people on the plane participated in special training like him.
Mo Poor seems to be the most special one, because this flight departed from Meng Island, and he was the only one on board.
In other areas, there are groups of people on the ground, ranging from seven or eight to more than a dozen.
David told him that at least 8,000 people are trained every year. Because the pass rate is very low, this number is also increasing every year.
The 8,000 people gathered in four seasons, once from January to March, once from April to June, once from July to September...
Mo Qiong just caught up with the third quarter of this year, and the declaration deadline is mid-July, with only one day left.
If you miss it, you have to wait until October.
Mo Poor didn't want to wait, so he decided to go to the place. If he passed the Ideal Stone, he would call home. If he didn't, he would go home directly.
The ones getting on the plane at this moment are only the last batch.
More people have already arrived at Limit Island as early as the 1st and 2nd, and they have all started training now.
It seems that there are all kinds of occupations among them, and there are also men and women, but most of them are young people, and there are only a handful of them over thirty years old.
It seems that he is the only one who was born as a restricted person on this flight.
Soon, when we arrived at Limit Island, Mo Poor felt hot as soon as he got off the plane.
Yes, it is another tropical island, much hotter than Meng Island.
Mo Poor doesn't know the exact location of Extreme Island, but he only knows that it must be near the equator line of the Pacific Ocean.
There were more than one hundred people in this class, and Mo Poor followed the large team to a local place called the General Affairs Office for testing.
There is only one ideal stone, and in a closed containment room, everyone needs to line up and wait for their number to be called.
Although he is number one among the hundred people, there are dozens of people waiting here, but they are all white.
"This batch should come from Australia, you just wait, it will be soon. If you are eliminated, someone of you will naturally send it back." David said, and he left first.
After David left, Mo Poor sat in the waiting room and looked at everyone. There are still a lot of Chinese here. Anyway, Chinese account for one-fifth of the world's population.
"Assemble in the corridor for those who have failed, go to the cafeteria and have dinner before you can board the plane." A member of the club said to a few people who were still lingering after the test.
Those people looked dazed, as if they never thought that they would fail the first test.
"How is it possible? How could my dream be to have ten wives? This is unscientific, there must be something wrong!" A man even murmured.
He seemed to be really confused, and directly stated his test results, which attracted many people's attention.
Mo Poor is speechless, good guy, this dream...is too real...
"You can't be mistaken, this is the true desire in your heart." The member said calmly.
"This...how... well, I do have this idea, but only a little bit, this can't be my lifelong pursuit! I also have great ambitions! I want world peace!" the man said excitedly.
"Hmm...very good, as a peripheral member you can continue to work hard to realize your dreams, but you really don't meet the special training threshold for full-time members...the next one." The member still said calmly.
The next one was a black-haired white man. Before he went in, he smiled at the man and said, "Dreams like world peace, you will always realize that it is just a spur of the moment, and in the end you will still think that marrying ten wives is the most realistic way." Brother, let’s go back, peripheral personnel can also contribute to the containment cause, and at the same time have the opportunity to fulfill their own dreams, changing nationality or something, such as Latvia is a good choice.”
"The work of a full-time member cannot be done without enough belief to support oneself."
After listening to the black-haired white man's words, the man's lips moved slightly, but he was speechless, and left with his head down in a very dejected manner.
It can be seen that he came here with enthusiasm. At this moment, he may really want to become a formal member in his heart, and he is really full of passion.
Under the exposure of the ideal stone, he couldn't face himself at all. Now he is probably doubting life, doubting himself...
"I have a question... As far as I know, the ideal stone can determine the goal that a person regards as a lifelong pursuit, but this goal will become, maybe what he desires most now is only ten wives, but as time goes by As time went on, he came into contact with more in the Lanbai Club, and perhaps he felt that world peace was more important after a while. But this test hit him directly, made him doubt himself, and then made his ideals that could have been completely firm , died because of this. Is there such a possibility?" A woman with a bulging chest stood up and said.
The member calmly said: "The real ideal will not die because of this level of blow. If it does... it can only show that he is even more unqualified."
"If his ideal has not yet been finalized, then he still has a chance. After working on the periphery for a few years, he will always have the opportunity to get special training. Just come back and test it the second time. Maybe next time, his pursuit will not be perfect. a wife."
The woman nodded and said no more. Those who were eliminated could only smile wryly and leave silently.
"Is it my turn?" said the black-haired white man.
The member nodded, and saw the black-haired white man walking straight into the room with a confident expression on his face.
About a minute or so, the members brought him out, but the confidence on his face completely disappeared.
He walked in a daze, with an expression of disbelief.
When everyone saw this, they knew that he had also failed, and it was probably a salted fish ideal. Fortunately, he was still full of self-confidence, and he even preached to others before.
"What is your result?" Someone couldn't help asking, it was because the black-haired white man was too confident before, giving people a feeling of "my belief is firm and there is nothing to worry about".
The black-haired white man looked embarrassed, and went out bravely, not wanting to make it public at all.
Everyone was a little disappointed, and there was nothing he could do if he didn't tell everyone.
"Next!" Looking at the member again, his face was calm, obviously he didn't intend to reveal this kind of privacy casually.
Everyone goes in for the test one by one. Basically, except for telling the outside world, the content of this kind of true inner pursuit will not be made public.
But looking at the expression of the black-haired white man, Mo Poor also knew that it was definitely not an ideal to talk about.
May be as salty as the person he preached before, or even more salty and even... despicable.
The people present here are all outsiders, and many of them obtained opportunities after working for a period of time. They are all very confident and seem to be full of passion.
After all, since you are here, you are definitely not here to mess around. Everyone knows that you can't mess around, and they all have a certain determination in their hearts.
But I have to say that the human heart is the most elusive, and sometimes I can't be sure of the answer deep in my heart.
In this world, I don’t know how many people live with masks. After a long time, they think that the mask is themselves.
Peripheral personnel are mixed, perhaps in the internal atmosphere of the Lanbai Society, they are deeply shocked by the heavy responsibility of the containment cause, and then mobilized their enthusiasm and vigorous enthusiasm.
So much so that I thought that I really wanted to devote my whole life to this cause, and even sacrificed.
Without this test, I don’t know how many people will show their prototypes and face their own hearts at critical moments in the future.
Among them, Mo Poor himself may be included.
"So nervous..."
Mo Poor had to be nervous, because before he went to Meng Island, he was at a loss, and even felt that his pursuit in this life was to be rich and live a comfortable and happy life.
Although I have long felt that it is very salty, after I have the ability, I don’t feel a sense of accomplishment when I make money.
But after all, he has been at a loss for too long, and from pursuing comfort to being willing to take responsibility and contribute to the cause of containment, will the change be a bit big?
With such thoughts in mind, Mo Poor didn't even have the superficial self-confidence of a few losers at the moment.
"Next."
Before I knew it, it was Mo Qiong's turn. He was the number one in the Chinese group.
Following the members into the room, he saw a towering boulder. The stone looked plain, like a big stone dug randomly from the mountain.
"Don't think about it deliberately, any psychological suggestion is meaningless, just put your hand on it, and it will show up in a while." The member said routinely.
Mo Poor smiled wryly, he had indeed been torturing himself in his heart.
"Face yourself, if it's really a salted fish, I'll admit it too." Mo Poor pressed his hand on the stone violently. Although he knew it was useless, self-righteous dreams still flashed in his heart, and the determination that had tortured him countless times was in his heart reverberate.
Writings began to emerge on the surface of the stone, and the strokes bulged from the stone. They were written in Moqiong's native language, that is, Chinese characters.
"I want to protect innocent people."
"Huh?" Mo Poor looked at the line in a daze, feeling very familiar.
Seeing that he was surprised, the member said: "Are you surprised? It seems different from what you expected. What did you think it would be before the test?"
"I also only recently decided that after knowing the dangers of the contained objects, I want to contribute to the survival of all mankind. I have experienced containment breaches, and I know that once the Blue and White Society cannot hold on, there will be no place in the world that is safe Yes... I just don't want to hide behind others. Although it is dangerous to join the club, at least death is worthwhile, knowing why. I don't know the exact pursuit... I just want to do my part first." Mo Poor is honest Dao, this is indeed his true thought since the containment breach, and it is precisely because there is no clear ultimate goal to what extent it has been achieved, so he is so unconfident.
However, the stone reflects...
The member laughed and said, "So that's the case. Did you have such an idea recently? It doesn't matter. Many people in the world are at a loss, so they always show some very mediocre pursuits, but that is the truth. You don't have to be at a loss, your In fact, I have already firmly established my belief in my heart, and the stone has already revealed it, that is to protect the innocent...and this is exactly the responsibility of the Lanbai Society."
"Follow it, you pass."
Mo Poor was still a little confused: "Really? Do I actually have the answer in my heart?"
"Yes, believe in yourself." The member laughed.
Mo Poor walked out of the room in a daze, a little absent-minded.
Everyone saw this expression, and there was a small voice: "Yes, another failure."
"Actually, you don't need to have lofty ideals. I heard that as long as you are not mean, not selfish, and not too salty..."
"When he went in, I saw that he didn't have much confidence. He really failed. I didn't prepare myself, so I dared to come to the special training..."
Maybe there were several losers in a row, and everyone finally couldn't help discussing it.
But immediately after, Mo Poor was seen picking at his Adam's apple, thinking about turning his head and walking to the left, which is the direction the passers-by are going to go.
"Are you going the wrong way? The cafeteria is on the right." Someone said.
Mo Poor didn't turn his head back as he pondered, but the member opened his mouth and said, "He passed... Those who are confident may not be what they appear to be, and those who are at a loss may not be uncertain. Next..."
"What? Passed?"
"I'm not excited at all after passing, what's the reason for this cute face!" Several people who spoke just now were speechless.
Mo Poor was in a daze, naturally thinking about his lifelong pursuit.
He is not confident because he is at a loss, so he actually wants to pass this test, face himself squarely, and know what his inner pursuit is. Is it still the same salted fish as before, or it has changed, and a new goal has been established.
Unexpectedly, this stone shows a sentence that flickered when I was tortured in my heart.
'I want to protect innocent people', this is the line of Pharah!
