Resurrection Empire

Chapter 1313 - 498: Our Choice_2

But Grue had no self-awareness. After saying these words, he confidently asked Ju Qingmeng for a temporary office and sat down, waiting for the registration applications to come in like a blizzard.

According to his estimates before setting out, this move should have lured away over ninety percent of the high-end talent under Ren Zhong.

This would make sense; this is human nature.

Meanwhile, Grue Augustus opened the census information in the fleet management system and looked at the situation within the Augustus family in the fleet.

Before he set out, he had heard his father mention this distant uncle, Barton Augustus.

His father told him that although Barton Augustus was not a direct descendant of the family, many elders in the family recognized him when he was young. They saw him as one of the rare new talents of this generation who could compete with the masters of the main family in terms of research and strategy. Before Barton Augustus left the Southern Nine Star System, he once mentioned a genius idea to the family, which must have yielded some results after a thousand years of gestation.

Now, the Augustus family members of this lineage on Source Star must be full of talent as well.

Thinking about this, Grue saw a detailed list of candidates, as well as the comprehensive parameters of each existing member of the Augustus family in the fleet.

Upon seeing the list, he was dumbfounded.

"What kind of useless junk is this! Not a single super-ranked Professional, no PhD holders, only a few bachelor degrees, and they’re all in worthless fields. What is this! How did Uncle Barton’s descendants degenerate to this extent? An absolute family disgrace! What good is bringing them back? To waste food?"

Feeling as if he had stepped in dog feces, Grue glanced at the real-time registration status.

His mood worsened further.

As it turned out, the registration rate for what he saw as disgraceful family members was as high as 99%.

Out of thousands, only a dozen had not registered.

None of them truly met his recruitment standards.

If these people’s last names weren’t Augustus, their registration tags in the wrist watch system would be greyed out.

While the Augustus was feeling a pang in his heart, the life peers from the other eight families were also contacting their distant relatives from the same family.

However, these individuals were not in a good mood either.

On the surface, the branches of these eight families on Source Star were thriving.

They boasted thousands of enviable talents, especially the Ma, Locke, Tang, Gao, and Ying families, which showed the most promising development.

Talented individuals from these five families numbered in the thousands. If these people could smoothly return, they could trigger a catalytic effect within the Viscount families, becoming a great asset.

But herein lay the problem.

Although many from these families had registered, most didn’t even meet the minimum selection standards. Those truly talented individuals who seemed so tempting to recruit were utterly indifferent, apparently uninterested in the recruitment by the bloodline family.

Thus, the eight life peers decided to take matters into their own hands, seeking out the current Steering Man among their distant relatives to see if they were still haggling, waiting for clear terms or better offers.

An hour slowly ticked by, and these eight returned to the temporary office, disheartened, with nothing to show for their efforts.

No matter how much they pleaded or reasoned, these cold-hearted distant relatives remained unmoved and subtly displayed unmasked hostility towards their legal clan household.

They began to suspect these people had been brainwashed by Ren Zhong or drugged, but had no evidence.

Seeing their peers return empty-handed one after another, Grue Augustus’s foul mood surprisingly eased a bit.

As long as the misfortune wasn’t his alone, there was still fairness in the world.

Another hour passed, and the two-hour deadline Grue mentioned had arrived.

Yet, as the nine Barons stood before the data statistics panel, they exchanged bewildered looks.

The total number of registrants was less than fifty thousand, of which only fewer than three thousand met the standards in all criteria. The rest, a staggering forty-seven thousand plus, were all from the various branches of the Viscount families on Source Star, and they were considered waste.

Grue Augustus remained silent for a long time.