More than 40 "interviewers" gathered in the hall, but the hall was very quiet and very few people spoke.

Because everyone was listening attentively to the movement in the conference room, and at the same time watched an interviewer walk into the conference room nervously and watched them either excitedly or walked out blankly.

Sometimes a very fierce dispute erupts in the conference room. It may be called a "quarrel" because the sound is so loud that even if the door is closed, the people in the hall can hear it more clearly.

From these occasional words, you can hear that it seems that many departments are vying for interviewers.

At this time, the interview often lasts for a long period of time. After the interview, the interviewees who walked out of the conference room, without exception, have a joyful smile on their faces.

Sometimes the interview lasts for a very short time, and the interviewer comes out after less than 5 minutes in the meeting room. At this time, the interviewer usually looks confused.

After seeing these scenes, even fools know that the length of the interview is very important. The longer the time, the more departments are competing for you, and it also means that you are the talent that the territory urgently needs.

Michelin paced back and forth in the hall, rubbing the wooden sign in his hand with some anxiety, and occasionally glanced at the meeting room door not far away.

Interviewer No. 378 has entered the meeting room for 2 minutes, but the meeting room is quiet. Based on experience, the interview will end very quickly.

This also means that it will soon be his turn, because he is number 379.

One minute later, the door of the conference room suddenly opened, and a confused face appeared at the door. Michelin's heart suddenly "banged" and sweat broke out on the palm of his hand.

I don't know why, he has a faint hunch that the next period of time is likely to be a key turning point in his life.

"No. 379...Is No. 379? Please come to the interview room right away..."

"I'm... I'm..." Michelin hurriedly responded and walked quickly to the door of the conference room.

Upon entering the conference room, Michelin saw a long wooden table and seven civil servants behind the table. They were wearing uniforms of the same style, but the color of the nameplate on the chest was different, and the words engraved on it seemed to be different. same.

"Sit down!" said a civil servant sitting in the middle, and pointed his finger at a wooden chair in front of the table.

Michelin bowed first before sitting down cautiously.

"You can introduce yourself first..." the second civil servant from the left said first.

Michelin looked at the civil servant in a daze, his eyes blank. This was the first time he heard such a request, and he didn't quite understand what the "self-introduction" should say.

Do you tell me all your experiences since childhood? How long does that have to be said?

Isn't it because the masters ask questions and answer by themselves?

Isn't that all the masters I have been in contact with in the past? Masters are not interested in listening to a bunch of nonsense by the commoners.

"Just use the simplest words to describe your name, age, family situation..." Another civil servant saw Michelin's confusion and explained.

Michelin nodded in a flustered manner. After swallowing, he opened his mouth to speak, his voice a little dry.

"My name is Michelin and I am 32 years old. My family situation..."

When he said this, his voice suddenly trembled, and his head dropped.

"When the black **** occupied Platt City, my parents and 2 children were killed. My wife and I were captured by the black orcs... I heard that she was later eaten by the black bastard... "

Hearing the tragic experience described by Michelin, the faces of several civil servants became a little heavier.

Although they had only interviewed for two days, they had heard enough of similar tragedies. Every "former" slave interviewed had their family members who died at the hands of black orcs or were eaten by black skins.

In the process of Michelin's narration, one of the civil servants picked up a pencil and quickly wrote a line on a thick notepad: Hatred, 4 stars.

The purpose of the civil servants in charge of interviews asking about the family situation is to screen out the humans who hate black **** the most.

All humans who enter the ocean tide collar system, under the same other conditions, the higher the hatred of the black bastard, the higher the probability of promotion.

This is Renault's will.

As a lord who aspires to exterminate the black orc race, he very much hopes that everyone who gathers under his hands will have the same aspirations.

This kind of behavior seems superfluous. The black **** has committed heinous killings, killing and eating millions of humans. How can humans not hate the black orcs?

Of course it is possible.

The forest is big, and there are all kinds of birds. On the earth, the word "appeasement" runs through the history of mankind, and it is no exception in other worlds.

No matter how great the threat the black orc is to humans, there will always be someone willing to compromise. The stronger the black orc, the more people have this idea.

Renault didn't want these cartilage heads and cheap bones to mix into his own territory.

"Can you tell us about what jobs you have done before? And what skills are you good at..." another civil servant asked.

Michelin thought for a moment and replied: "I worked as a manager in a printing and dyeing workshop for 8 years, and then managed a farm for 5 years for the owner, Mr. Landier..."

"I can read and write general texts, be familiar with the printing and dyeing process, and understand the related procurement and production processes..."

Before Michelin finished speaking, he suddenly felt that several civil servants sat upright, their eyes lit up obviously, they stared at themselves tightly, and he felt straight in his heart.

"In addition, I also understand some accounting knowledge and know how to keep accounts. In the few years I managed the farm, I also learned a lot of agricultural knowledge..."

At this time, a civil servant said loudly: "This Michelin, our Department of Industry has requested it. As far as I know, the Rune Research Institute is developing the ‘Magic Spinning Machine’ and the ‘Magic Loom’..."

"Once the development of these two machines is completed, the next step will be to study the printing and dyeing machine. Michelin is just familiar with the printing and dyeing process and can assist the research and development work of the institute..."

"Acter, the food in the Department of Industry is too ugly, right? Everyone is going to the Department of Industry." A civil servant interrupted him somewhat angrily.

"Lord Lord said that to let professional people do professional things, Michelin understands the printing and dyeing process, and the Department of Industry is the most suitable place for him..." Eckert said triumphantly.

"Michelin has managed the farm. He should come to the Department of Agriculture. The Department of Industry cannot rob everyone. Our Department of Agriculture has not recruited any talent..." Another civil servant interjected dissatisfied.

Under Michelin's dumbfounded gaze, several civil servants quarreled loudly, and the noise became more intense, and two of the civil servants became even more blushing.

Since Renault became the lord, Haichaoling has started to craze magic power technology. As a black technology has been developed, new industries have appeared, and new factories have also been established.

From the earliest mechanical processing plants and cement plants, to magic air gun processing plants, black oil distilling plants, to furniture factories, thermal engine plants, and finally to steel plants, shipyards, and chemical plants.

In addition to this large number of new factories, there are also some industries, such as logging, construction, collecting doom oyster shells, collecting magic stones, digging and transporting black ice, collecting and transporting black iron ore, and so on.

These industries and factories all require a large number of workers.

Originally there were only more than 2,000 people in the territory, even if even half-year-old children were counted, the labor force did not exceed 1,200. This amount of manpower is simply a drop in the bucket.

As a result, many factories have very large personnel gaps, and production capacity has been severely affected.

In a few factories, such as furniture factories and chemical factories, the number of workers is less than one-third of the plan.

Manpower has become the biggest bottleneck in the development of the territory, not one of them.

Because of this, Renault had to venture to the mainland in such a violent winter moon.

Among all the manpower gaps, the most in short supply is not ordinary workers, but managers and professional technicians.

The illiteracy rate in other worlds is astonishingly high. As long as they can read and hyphenate, they can be called "talents" and can be qualified for managerial positions.

After all, if you don’t even know the words, and you can’t understand the documents and reports, how about you manage a wool?

Michelin understands general literature, accounting, and has good professional skills. In the eyes of this group of civil servants, it is simply a talent among the talents.

So, of course, the appearance of Michelin triggered a looting.