Chapter 522: Chapter 518: Lottery Draw

After a day and night of personnel arrangement, only the warriors from the western team were left on the western platform, that is, fewer than five thousand people. Although only one-fifth of the warriors remained, Tang Luo became even more excited.

Because he believed that among these remaining four thousand people should be the essence of this batch of civilian warriors. This judgment was not a subjective conjecture, but based on theoretical reasoning.

In his previous life, there is a classic 80/20 rule. Simply put, eighty percent of the wealth and power is held by twenty percent of the population. When it comes to the martial ability, the last twenty percent of the warriors in the west side are the top twenty percent of the practitioners. And from this top twenty percent, eighty percent of excellent martial artists will emerge.

In other words, among these five thousand warriors, there will be at least a few dozen practitioners with 1.2 aptitude, and as for those who have an aptitude of 1.1, there will be at least hundreds of them.

The current Tang Luo was quite expectant, like participating in a lottery draw. These five thousand people were his lottery tickets. All he had to do was to figure out what level of prizes they were. Although he had not found any warrior with a 1.4 aptitude so far, he was full of confidence. He believed that if there was none in this batch, after a complete promotion of cultivation methods, he would still find one with extraordinary aptitude among a million commoners.

He turned around and glanced at Hua Ji beside him who looked pale. Patting his shoulder, Tang Luo said, “You have worked hard day and night. Go back and take a rest. Come back after you wake up.

After all, to remember the looks, names and code names of twenty thousand people means the accurate memory of sixty thousand pieces of information. Since the highest Mortal Realm spiritual power level is only 2,999 points, it means that for many people, their information will overlap significantly in terms of code names. To complete this huge volume of accurate memory, Hua Ji had to drink an amount of spiritual pulp equivalent to a half month’s dosage for a Mortal Realm martial artist in just one night. This shows how mentally exhausting it was.

But the more than twenty-five thousand warriors were only half of the total of over twelve thousand followers. The other half had not yet been distributed. Hua Ji, after all, had no cultivation abilities, and Tang Luo did not want him to be exhausted from overworking.

Originally, to be cautious, this should have been done after the Mi Family was defeated. But the shortage of food for the common people was growing too fast and many things were forced onto him at once. He had to arrange tasks for the numerous commoners and the Xiling aristocrats who had solved the food problem, which is why he advanced this to the current stage.

For the sake of confidentiality, he could not write down the warriors’ aptitude codes, as he was afraid that after being recorded by the blood crows of the Mi Family, his ability to see other’s spiritual power would be exposed. After all, the Mi Family was so large that there were many smart people in it.

Even if they couldn’t reach the level of Tang Zhi, through analyzing his actions and the textual data left behind, sensible guesses could be made. Though they might not be able to guess that he could clearly see the spiritual power, at the very least, they could come to the conclusion that he was exceptionally sensitive to spiritual power.

But this matter was too important, which required his personal attention. Whether it was the selected talents for the Righteous Gang, or the warriors from the Marshal Star Pavilion, they would become an crucial part of the family’s martial force in the future. Without mincing words, when this first batch of people grow up, Red Cloud Mountain would become another powerful martial institution of the Tang Family.

In the future, Tang Luo had many tasks to assign to the loyal Hua Ji and he couldn’t afford to have him overworked now.

However, the red-eyed Hua Ji was not thinking about resting at all. Even though his body was very tired, his spirit was exceptionally excited. Addressing Tang Luo, he proudly patted his chest, speaking confidently, “Don’t worry, young master. I’ve already improved a lot after drinking the spiritual pulp and am ready to start at any time!

“Then take a rest after you finish recording these four thousand people,” Tang Luo understood that Hua Ji was trying to impress him by working hard. But since the usually timid Hua Ji showed such a determination, he naturally wouldn’t force him to rest. As long as he was drinking the spiritual pulp, even if he didn’t sleep for several days and nights, it wouldn’t matter. He looked up at the rising sun in the east, turned around and instructed Du Ting, “You’ll take care of the people on the main peak today. Remember how to distribute them?” “You can rest assured.” Du Ting was a little surprised by the sudden responsibility, and quickly replied,” I will certainly not let the family head down.”

“Then I’ll count on Elder Ting.”

After nodding his head, Du Ting flew up into the air and rushed toward the main peak. His speed was astonishingly fast, which indicated that he was in a pretty good mood.

Tang Luo watched the departing Du Ting, then turned to Hua Ji and said, “Let’s continue.”

Assigning the task of distributing followers was inevitable. Because there were too many followers, people were divided into two groups for distribution. He only dealt with one batch yesterday and another batch is still left for today. Although assigning personnel is important, it’s not something only he can do. This decision was not made impulsively, but after discussions with the Xiling aristocrats, so everything had very clear standards and conditions.

In other words, any Fierce Realm practitioner could replace Tang Luo in carrying out the task of personnel distribution, as long as he was not reluctant to use spiritual power and he was willing to shout hoarse. The reason he gave the task to Du Ting was because he, as the Great Elder of the Du Family, had a high level of cultivation and prestige.

Tang Luo also wanted to express that he didn’t bear a grudge for Du Ting s recent small mistakes, or rather, he could understand.

After all, Du Ting was once somebody whose words were the law. Suddenly becoming his guardian vassal, such a change in status was naturally hard to adjust to in a short time. Or rather, when dealing with Tang Luo, he would unconsciously put on the attitude of the Great Elder. Essentially, he regarded his submission to be a guardian as a sacrifice for the Du Family and was not genuinely respectful to Tang Luo.

Not just Du Ting, Du Wei, and Du Ling thought the same too, but because the two of them were not as enthusiastic as Du Ting, their interaction was still comfortable.

The transformation of this mentality could only be adjusted by themselves, or wait until Tang Luo truly grew up to be able to impress them. This kind of thing usually takes time, so in order to accelerate the transformation of their mentality, Tang Luo could only use some management techniques.

It was not really difficult, just keep assigning tasks to the three of them. Once they got used to executing the tasks assigned by Tang Luo, their mentality would naturally adjust. The Tang Family had a wealth of experience in this aspect.

Tang Luo shouted to the group of warriors on the west side: “Form a line, and report your name in order!”

“Listen well, those on the west side, step up one by one..”