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Big Camphor Tree Base.

In Weng City, Elder Zhang and his crew formed a line to undergo inspection, each taking turns passing through detection equipment.

Once they completed the checks, He Chao distributed handbooks, recording each name, profession, and age.

”Zhang Qiwu, male, 54 years old, professor, agricultural engineer.”

”Xue Zhihua, male, 30 years old, Ph.D., mechanical engineering profession.”

”Wang Yin, male, 27 years old, master’s degree, applied chemistry.”

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After collecting the registration forms, He Chao was quite surprised by the content written on them.

These people were likely the most educated group he had encountered thus far.

Moreover, it was a sizable group, with a total of 24 individuals, ranging from professors to those with graduate degrees.

He Chao, sporting a smile, said to them:

”I’ve handed out the handbooks, so please wait a moment while I call over our chief administrator.”

Zhang Qiwu nodded politely and said, ”Alright, we’re not in a hurry.”

He Chao picked up the walkie-talkie to contact Second Uncle and informed him of the situation.

Ten minutes later.

Second Uncle arrived with Kong Shuang, Old Dong, Ma Di, An Ya, Bai Jie, Meng Yu, and others.

Walking at the front, Second Uncle spotted He Chao from afar, alongside Elder Zhang and others as they emerged from the First outer city.

”Chief, these are the individuals Lao Yi brought down.” He Chao approached Second Uncle and said as he handed over the registration forms.

Second Uncle nodded and began reading the forms.

With a smile, he addressed Elder Zhang and the others standing behind them.

”Welcome. Li Yu has spoken to me about you. Why don’t you follow us for a simple assessment?”

He glanced at Bai Jie and the others behind him, as communication and assessments were initiated at the tables set up in Weng City.

The individuals were categorized by academic discipline, such as those specializing in agriculture were questioned by An Ya, while those in biology and medicine were assessed by Ma Di and Bai Jie.

By asking questions about relevant fields of expertise, it was immediately apparent who had genuine skills and knowledge.

Elder Zhang nodded and said to Second Uncle, ”No problem, let’s begin.”

They dispersed and used the temporary tables and chairs set up in Weng City for questioning.

An Ya looked at Elder Zhang seated before her, flipping through the registration forms, and asked in surprise, ”You are an academician at the Agricultural Science Academy, Zhang Qiwu?”

”Yes.”

An Ya immediately felt a bit nervous. A figure of such stature was someone she looked up to.

She then asked a few questions regarding agriculture, and Zhang Qiwu’s answers left An Ya thoroughly satisfied, even providing valuable insights.

Her admiration for Zhang Qiwu intensified; just those few questions demonstrated the professor’s genuine expertise.

In fact, An Ya had faced some unsolvable issues in planting at the base and decided to ask them during the assessment. Zhang Qiwu was surprised as he listened to the young person’s questions.

Nevertheless, Zhang Qiwu effortlessly provided solutions.

When An Ya heard Zhang Qiwu’s solutions, she thought for a moment and then asked, ”But how can we completely eradicate this XXX pest?”

Zhang Qiwu suggested several methods and added, ”This pest is seasonal; the key is prevention. Prevention is better than cure...”

An Ya reflected on his words, recognizing their validity.

She then presented all the issues she had recently encountered in agricultural planting, including methods to increase yield, for discussion.

Initially intended as an assessment, it soon transformed into a learning and discussion session.

On another side.

Kong Shuang looked at the young man with a familiar feeling, possibly a student of an old friend. He asked, ”What’s your relation to Song Yixing?”

The man, around thirty years of age, asked in surprise upon hearing Kong Shuang’s question, ”He’s my Ph.D. advisor. And you are?”

”Kong Shuang.”

”Ah, I remember now. When my advisor took me to the summit, we met you.”

”Where’s Old Song? Why didn’t he come with you?” Kong Shuang asked, puzzled.

”My advisor, he passed away last year during the Zombie Tide and couldn’t make it through.”

”Ah... What a shame. I’ve known Old Song for over twenty years. He’s always been stringent in selecting students. It’s commendable that you followed him.”

”Mr. Kong, what brings you here to the Big Camphor Tree Base?”

”The story is a long one.....”

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Clearly, these individuals possessed true knowledge and managed to survive in the Doomsday by leveraging the power of their expertise.

Second Uncle flipped through the photocopies of the registration forms, taking a look.

He thought to himself: These are the talents the base needs, proving Xiao Yu’s point was correct.

Second Uncle slowly walked around them, listening to their conversations. Though he couldn’t comprehend the content, he could discern from their responses and Bai Jie’s reactions if these individuals were genuine or imposters.

After completing a round, Second Uncle said to He Chao, ”Let me know when they finish.”

He Chao nodded and replied, ”Understood.”

Second Uncle left Weng City and went to the duty room to use the military radio to contact Li Yu.

Far away in Kun City, Li Yu hurried to the radio console.

”This is Li Yu.”