Chapter 137 Resume

Fary looked at the remaining forty or so documents in front of him and felt a bit of a headache.

He now deeply understood why companies on earth need human resources departments. He spent most of the day searching until it was almost dark, but he had only managed to get half of the information done.

There is no such thing as a resume in this world. Most of the information includes your birthplace and the composition of three generations up to you. Each one is very thick. One of the human's information is quite outrageous. He seems to be the descendant of a fallen noble. The family tree alone takes up three full pages, and there are also the glorious deeds of the family in the past. The entire information is more than twenty pages.

"Next time, we must ask them to create a standardized resume."

Having said that, another reason why Farui's processing speed was so slow was that the goblins sent over were indeed high-quality talents. Most of the combat talents among them were above level 5. The non-combat talents were also talents in the corresponding fields.

More importantly, they were all very young. The goblins among them were all under four years old, and the humans were all young people under twenty years old.

These people will be the backbone of the city-state in the future.

Farui actually spent most of his time comparing and selecting. These people all looked really good based on their profiles, and it was difficult for Farui to make a choice among them.

"Do you want to recruit two more believers?"

Fari quickly discarded this idea. The risk of over-recruiting believers was too great, and the value of potential before it was fully realized was not as great as many people thought. In his previous life, Fari had seen many organizations and clubs spend a lot of money on so-called potential newcomers, but in the end they could only exchange for a few.

"Forget it, the most important thing is to get it safely in your pocket."

Fari stretched and crawled out of the cave.

The pilgrim team was in the original goblin settlement. The goblins were preparing dinner. The work was distributed reasonably among the team. Some people were standing guard, some were preparing ingredients, some were making fire, and some were moving the bacon and flour from the carriage to the cellar.

Each pilgrim team officially sent by the Chamber of Commerce will carry excess food supplies, and these excess supplies will be left in this settlement.

This is so that scattered pilgrims can get supplies here and complete their pilgrimage.

Most goblins will go on a pilgrimage when they are about to break through level six. Although the Chamber of Commerce organizes an official pilgrimage every year, there are still many goblins who think that the Chamber of Commerce's pilgrimage is too easy and cannot reflect their piety. Therefore, every once in a while, a small pilgrimage team will arrive here. However, these small pilgrimage teams will most likely have various unprepared problems. Leaving some food and medicine here can effectively improve the survival rate of these small pilgrimage teams.

This measure saved many goblin lives after its implementation and greatly enhanced the legitimacy of the Chamber of Commerce's rule over the city-state.

Fary learned these things from the leader of a previous pilgrimage.

"These goblins are becoming more and more like a real civilization."

Smoke rose up and Farui recognized the food in the pot.

"Goblin stew."

This is a dish that has disappeared with the decline of goblin civilization.

In the records of the dragons, this dish left his name.

He seemed to be able to help stabilize the mixed bloodline in the goblins.

At least the author of the book was impressed by it. He seemed to have spent a lot of time researching the mechanism of the effect of this dish. He even wrote in the book at the end that his research was of great help to the dragons.

Probably because the book was placed in the museum on the second floor, the contents behind it had been erased. Farry had no idea what kind of help this goblin stew could bring to the dragons.

The ingredients of this dish seem to have changed a bit. After all, many of the ingredients in the goblin stew at that time no longer exist in the world. But the effect seems to be no different from the goblin stew of the past. Fary can feel that the mixed blood in the goblins in front of him is much more stable than those goblins he used to know.

"There seems to be no precedent for things that disappeared as civilization declined and reappeared."

At least Farui had not seen such a precedent in the records on the second floor of the library.

Many civilizations succeeded in delaying or even pausing the decline, while others succeeded in cheating the decline and surviving into the next era.

But those spells, technologies, and civilization-specific products that disappeared due to decline have indeed disappeared. Many people from later civilizations have tried to reproduce these things that only exist in records, but in the end no one has succeeded.

Fary was not sure what this meant. Perhaps when he returned to Dragon Island next time, he could look for relevant records on the third floor of the library.

"Great Master, may I ask, have you decided who will become your followers?"

The leader of the Super God Team was waiting outside Fari's lair. When he saw Fari coming out, he asked respectfully.

"Why are you still here?"

It seems that the goblin leader has not left since he handed the information to Fari in the morning, and has been waiting here for the results.

"You will be fine in a moment. I will wait here for the final result."

The emperor's words reminded Fashu of his past. At that time, he was very confident that he could select the right "people" and make them his believers in just one morning.

It was just that Farrell had underestimated the complexity of the task. Even if he went back to work overtime to process some data, it would take him until dawn to roughly define a candidate range.

The regional leader had no complaints, even though his legs were shaking, he still stood there, waiting for Fari's next instruction.

He thought that he had not waited too long. After all, dragons were creatures that could live for hundreds of thousands of years, and their concept of time was probably different from that of goblins who could only live to be in their twenties on average.

"It's almost ready."

Fary muttered as he walked back to his lair. It looked like he would have to work a little overtime tonight.

The information on the table had been divided into three piles: one pile was the information that had not been read yet, and the other pile was the information that had been abandoned by Farrell.

The last pile consisted of only six documents.

These people are the best in this pilgrimage, and Farui doesn't want to let any of them go easily.

So in the end, there were still twelve people on the list that Fari handed to the goblin leader.

"Let these men be prepared that I will speak to them personally in the morning."

In Fary's opinion, no matter whether it is information, data or so-called family honor on paper, it is possible that they may conceal shortcomings and magnify advantages unintentionally.

So he prepared for an interview.

(End of this chapter)