The man was shriveled and thin, as if he had been malnourished since childhood, his face was a little pale, his bones protruded, and he kept his head down to look at his feet in brand-new shoes. He had an antiquity-like dagger hanging from his waist, and his gray trousers were stained with black-brown stains that looked like dried blood.

He stood up straight, he had a good height all the time bent over, but it made him even more thin. He picked up the black bag that was still on his side and carried it behind his back. It was like a bag of corpses, woven by hand with thick rope. It looks like it has a different kind of delicate handwork, and people can intuitively appreciate the toughness and high strength of this bag that is almost one and a half meters long. Just like the feeling of ordinary people when they see a steel rope, in their cognition, it is definitely not something that can be torn apart by human power.

"Lop, wait a little longer. If I hadn't pulled you down just now, you might have been on top of those four limousines by now. Vog said to the man named Lope, "It's not a good time, and it has nothing to do with us." As long as the person in charge of the family headquarters is there, everything will be handled by the person in charge, and we can just stay here and watch the show. As long as you finally pass, you can catch a bus back to the family headquarters. It's still a long way from headquarters, and it's still a little unrealistic for us to run back on our legs. ”

"Delrin, you have to see clearly, this road will definitely be blocked for a while, and you won't be able to stop the car on the road when the time comes. "Vog is kind of like the one who connects the three. He himself was a large man, nearly two meters tall, wearing only a pale gray long-sleeved shirt that clung to his body, outlining the bulging muscles underneath. His neck was almost gone, and the muscles there swelled out and were attached directly to his broad shoulders, and the whole piece was about to become a triangle.

Vog didn't have anything with him, as if he had only that clothes. Del Rin on the billboard, with at least a short silver pistol at her waist.

Deerlyn said impatiently that she knew, and Vog had become much quieter down there. And Loop leaned against the tree again, clasped his hands, and looked at his feet in a daze.

In the telescope's extended field of vision, Del Lin looked to the other side of the highway, where three limousines were indeed speeding towards them. One of them looked like a truck transporting soldiers, and from a distance you could see the dots represented by the neatly seated soldiers on it.

And in the grove, since it was quiet, there was no other movement. All you can see is the glow sticks waving from time to time in the fog, and the clothes of the striking yellow maintenance team that indicates vigilance. There seemed to be negotiations going on, but Del Lin knew it would be fruitless. No one wants to give up the status of an inheritance candidate.

Of course, it's not that this identity is so important. In the Webley family, during the thousand years of following the empire, there were also many people who were not candidates for succession, and who became people in the family and the company who could exercise decision-making power by virtue of future opportunities. This identity only means that these people's current strength and talent are recognized by the family. And the main reason why everyone doesn't want to give up may be the resource tilt brought by identity.

That's all that matters. Webley has grown into a large family. There are many new children born in the whole family every year. Leaving aside those who have been marked as servants since childhood, this would also be a huge number. The resources used by the family to cultivate will fluctuate in a large range every year, but no matter how it fluctuates, the total amount is limited.

How to rely on these limited resources to cultivate infinite possibilities from the huge number of new generations every year is a difficult problem.

So far, each of the four forces has its own set of training programs. How to estimate a person's talent and value, how to predict what a person may achieve in the future. Each has its own unique approach. It is certainly not infallible and useful, but to a large extent, judging by the records left by the various powers in history, this method is indeed feasible.

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Atoring drove the car, and his hand kept on the valve to adjust, not to make a dull sound when he was tapping. The limousine sped down the highway and the air turned into a weighty object that hit the windshield of the limousine, "whirring".

Ye Jielin sat on the side, and the glass on the side was opened as the limousine galloped. She rested one elbow on the edge of the window, half of her face on the side of her face, and her eyes were as silent as a lake frozen in winter. The wind "coaxed" into the limousine, and Ye Jielin's hair fluttered and whipped aimlessly in the car. The hair that had been cut before was finally regained its length at this time.

From time to time, Atohuan would turn his head to look at Ye Jielin on the side, and he didn't say anything.

"Knock, knock, knock、、、" Ye Jielin held the microphone of the communication machine in her hand, and her slender fingers tapped the surface, where there was already a shallow pit that was obviously concave.

Not long ago, Ye Jielin, who was rushing to the grove, received an urgent notice from the family, a special notice for herself.

"From now on, stop all action on those four limousines. And you yourself must immediately return to the residence of the family headquarters, and you must not leave until the final decision of the family is made. The microphone said this, a high-pitched, feminine voice, full of schadenfreude. Ye Jielin is all too familiar with this voice, it is her father's secretary general, and she also takes care of the work of the family's various information announcements.

"This time, you don't seem to be doing much to the satisfaction of the elders in the family. Although the family does not have clear rules about the competition between you, it does not mean that there are no rules in the family. Or, Ye Jielin, you know those implicit rules, but this time you are only acting like this deliberately. That voice made Ye Jielin's mood very bad, "You think that you have tested the scope of the family's rules in the past two years, but in fact, it's just that the supervisors on the family's side don't want to play with you." ”

There was a laugh from there: "The Red Star is coming, and the people who are useful now will be the ones who entered the extreme region in the first place." So sometimes, you have to trust in things like luck. That's it, I look forward to seeing you in the family soon. ”

"By the way, here at the family headquarters, the general person in charge of the return personnel of the extreme region has also rushed over. So please don't do anything out of the ordinary. His power, you know, the power you have developed in the past few years is definitely not easy, it is better to keep it, maybe there will be a chance for you in the future. Otherwise, the family will really be liquidated, and even if it is Webley's clan, the regulator will never be soft. You know that what the family lacks now is not quantity, only quality. ”