"Hm?" Chang Wen was taken aback for a mont, then awkwardly laughed, "You have a keen eye, sir!"
"Then why not join number 32?" Luokuke’s voice was devoid of emotion.
"Number 32 doesn’t accept seven-mber families! They only want families of four!"
"Is that so?" Luokuke turned his head, received a confirming reply from the staff mber, and felt puzzled.
The points for a seven-mber family are triple, yet Cheng Ye just gave up on it?
Why?
He couldn’t figure it out, but seeing the long line behind and the impatient Garcia, he said no more.
Seeing this, Garcia imdiately said, "Let your family co over."
"Yes, thank you, sir!"
Chang Wen left his wife to hold their place in line and quickly ran back to the formation, soon bringing his "family" over.
But this group seed quite unfamiliar with each other, with the elders, adults, and children forming their own groups, almost like they were put together temporarily.
"Could it be that these seven-mber families were forcibly put together by the checkpoint?"
Luokuke pondered secretly, becoming more convinced that sothing was amiss.
Especially after glancing at the number 32’s direction and then back at the long queue, he stood up and said, "Sorry, we also don’t accept seven-mber families."
"Hm?" Garcia, who had just taken out seven badges from the box, froze, then instinctively put them back.
Chang Wen’s family’s expressions changed drastically from disbelief to indignation, just about to speak when Luokuke’s gaze stopped them.
The nearby guards caught on imdiately and surrounded them.
"Please leave."
"You..." Chang Yun opened his mouth, fists clenched, but ultimately left with his family.
Just before leaving, he turned his head, his eyes filled with a bitter resentnt that was all too familiar to Garcia.
"Was that necessary?" Garcia opened his mouth.
"It was necessary." Luokuke lightly shook his head, "Although I can’t pinpoint exactly what’s wrong, since even he doesn’t want those seven-mber families, we... shouldn’t either."
"In this competition, his advantage lies in those ingenious ideas and thods, which we don’t have. But our greatest advantage is our familiarity with the wilderness and construction experience, which he doesn’t have."
"To beat him, we have to find a way to play to our strengths and avoid our weaknesses. Recruiting people similar to him is beneficial to us. If we take in these seven-mber families, the variables would be too great."
"Mm, what you said makes sense."
Since Luokuke had said so, Garcia didn’t think further and imdiately had the guards pass down the new rules.
The line erupted with curses, yet perhaps because Cheng Ye’s rules dominated first, others felt the consistency of both sides’ approaches and beca even more enthusiastic.
On the other side.
Wang Kang had just finished explaining to a group, drank a jug of cold water, and gasped, "Brother Cheng, they’re trying to undermine us over there!"
"It’s fine, let them dig." Cheng Ye handed over eight badges to newly selected youths, catching a glimpse of booth 21 expelling a seven-mber family and couldn’t help but smile.
"Copying to such an extent?"
He felt a bit speechless yet amused.
Human hearts can’t be won over with slogans; it requires real thods and promises.
After such long preparation, he had the confidence to bind these willing families, with the assurance and plans to lead them into construction.
If Luokuke had so tricks up his sleeve, he might have been wary. But this step-by-step mimicry...
How does that saying go?
"Imitate and you will live, resemble and you will die!"
"Kang, there’s only seventy people left. Work harder, let’s finish early!"
Cheng Ye stood up, stretching his shoulders. The "Hei" badges in the box were running low, and at this pace, they would be all handed out in an hour.
The crowd listening to the three Elder Qu’s lectures was growing larger, with questions popping up now and then, creating a lively yet orderly scene.
Compared to other inspectors who were tangled with interdiaries, looking frazzled and exhausted, Cheng Ye turned his head, locking eyes with the two Western inspector under the neighboring canopy.
Perhaps benefitting from his montum, many queuers, tired of waiting, simply switched to booth 31 to try their luck, and now there were two to three hundred people lined up there.
The two Western inspectors under the canopy looked up and t Cheng Ye’s gaze.
The two were initially stunned, then helplessly smiled and shrugged.
Those slightly upturned lips seed to say, "Don’t bla us, we’re doing the best we can," while also seeming to concede, "Friend, you are truly capable, we admit it."
"Keep it up!"
Cheng Ye couldn’t help but chuckle.
Indeed, the system is this realistic.
People choose their sides, and factions fight, but those with real capability will ultimately navigate through the complexities to earn the respect they deserve.
This inspector job is getting more intriguing!
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