These awakened individuals suddenly stepped forward, not because they had any opinions.
Instead, they spontaneously began to help maintain order at the shelter and assist patrolmen in distributing algae sticks.
The scene gradually became more orderly as a result.
These awakened refugees are so proactive simply so they can make a good impression in front of the refuge and get some recognition.
Soon, all the refugees were eating the free algae sticks, and their wariness and hostility towards the shelter gradually diminished.
They gradually realized that the people in the shelter were completely different from those in the safe zone, and that the shelter was not as indifferent and heartless as they had imagined.
The shelter not only did not discriminate against these refugees, but also generously provided them with food free of charge.
Li Yu, who was not far away, watched this scene with some confusion. He really didn't understand why the shelter was doing this.
Do refugees also have some value?
But then, the Holy Son gave the answer.
Surrounded by many people, the Holy Son rode his rain camel to the very center of the crowd.
His bodyguards stood by him with serious expressions, vigilantly watching their every move.
A faint white light seemed to emanate from the holy child on the rain camel.
Li Yu rubbed her eyes hard, making sure she wasn't seeing things.
This holy child was indeed radiating light.
Li Yu was somewhat surprised: "Is this also a superpower?"
The Holy Son spoke slowly, his voice incredibly captivating, seemingly influencing everyone around him effortlessly:
"In Shelter 7207, we are all equal."
"This is humanity's last haven."
The Holy Son was now standing on the Rain Camel. Although he looked young, he seemed to have become even taller and more imposing.
"An elite talent selection competition will be held in Vault 7207 in one day!"
"We will provide opportunities for you to fully demonstrate your value and contribute to the construction of the shelter."
The Son of God also emphasized:
"You heard right, anyone can sign up to participate, regardless of their status."
"And the person who ultimately wins the competition will gain the right to reside in the shelter!"
The voice of the Holy Son echoed continuously in the sky above the square.
Seeing the expectant looks in everyone's eyes, the Holy Son smiled and continued:
"Those who wish to register for the Elite Talent Selection Competition, please go to the registration center at the west gate of the shelter."
After the Holy Son finished speaking, whispers began to rise from the crowd, and the awakened ones among the refugees couldn't wait to step forward to register.
Because of the prophesied disaster, the refugees were forced to migrate westward in order to find a place where they could continue to live.
If you continue westward, you will not only have to fight against the people in the safe zone, but also bravely face various dangers along the way.
They might even starve to death due to lack of food.
In comparison, staying in the shelter is clearly the best option the refugees can currently make.
The displaced people all wanted to try signing up; no one wanted to give up such a good opportunity.
Even some refugees who had not awakened their supernatural abilities rushed to the registration point in droves.
They expressed their high hopes that they could do some work such as handling excrement and cleaning.
Some female migrants deliberately swayed their bodies in front of the patrolmen.
They'll do anything as long as they can stay in the shelter.
Seeing the long queue forming in front of the registration center, the Holy Son nodded in satisfaction.
The bodyguard beside him exclaimed, "This year's talent selection competition might just be the most successful one the shelter has ever held."
"Whether it was the most successful or not, it was at least the class with the most people," another person added, their eyes also filled with deep awe.
Even though they had lived here since childhood, this was the first time they had ever seen such a large-scale event.
At the back of the crowd, Fu Xiyao stared intently at Li Yu. She knew that with Li Yu's abilities, if she participated in the competition, she would most likely succeed in obtaining residency.
Fu Xiyao pondered for a moment. Although she did not want Li Yu to leave, she also hoped that Li Yu could have a better choice.
She still mustered up her courage and asked Li Yu in a low voice.
Do you want to participate?
"I have no such plans," Li Yu replied without hesitation.
He had considered this possibility.
Li Yu even felt that with his and Fu Xiyao's combined abilities, staying in the shelter shouldn't be difficult.
Even if the two of them don't become managers, they'll definitely be able to work as patrolmen.
However, he remained skeptical about the true purpose of the shelter.
Looking at the bustling scene at the registration desk, Li Yu frowned:
"Have you ever wondered why the shelter is holding such a competition? Are they really just trying to select talent?"
Fu Xiyao paused for a moment, then shook her head.
She couldn't understand the true intention behind the shelter holding this competition.
At this moment, the Holy Son, who was in the very center of the crowd, seemed to suddenly remember something and spoke up again, adding loudly.
"For those who do not wish to remain in the shelter after winning, we will convert their spot into a prize and give them a fully equipped portable house."
As soon as the Holy Son finished speaking, the surrounding patrolmen stared in astonishment.
"What!"
"The prize is a portable house?!"
"Was it personally built by Zhao Ke, the master architect who designed the high walls of the shelter?"
"That's right, it's him."
"This prize is really great."
"Yes, I'd like to participate too."
Just as Li Yu was about to leave, she heard the patrolmen talking and turned back.
He strode straight toward the square.
"Li Yu, where are you going?"
Looking at Li Yu, who had suddenly changed direction, Fu Xiyao behind him asked with a blank expression.
"Go register."
As Li Yu spoke, he waved to her:
"Hurry up and catch up, make the most of the time."
Fu Xiyao followed Li Yu like a puppet, completely bewildered.
"You just said you weren't going to sign up..."
The Zhang family guards, hidden among the crowd, were growing paler and paler.
His eyes grew increasingly red, his spirits waned, and he became completely unaware of his surroundings.
The little girl among the refugees continuously activates her supernatural abilities, feeling new connections.
To her surprise, she discovered that the new puppet was hidden among the crowd.
The little girl looked at the holy child surrounded by the crowd and a plan instantly came to mind.
"Zhang family, I will make you all pay with your lives!" The little girl suddenly activated her supernatural power.
With bloodshot eyes, the Zhang family guard tore off his disguise, took out a pistol from his clothes, and staggered toward the center of the crowd.
"What are you doing!?"
Zhang Tiedong's expression changed drastically; he also noticed that something was wrong with the guard.
The guards, completely oblivious to Zhang Tiedong's shouts, continued forward.
Zhang Tiedong was about to step forward to stop him.
The red-eyed guard raised his pistol and fired a shot at the holy son on the rain camel.
"Bang!"
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