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    Chapter 219: Blaze Recruitment Officially Begins

    Wu Yue systematically outlined Blaze's current policies:

    "Blaze has no mandatory resource contribution requirements for any team members. All dungeon loot belongs to the individual member.

    Unless members choose to contribute, to compete for annual major dungeon qualification slots.

    Members can borrow weapons in advance for dungeon expeditions, with mission profits covering the cost. If the mission fails, Blaze will cover the losses.

    The team provides various job positions such as farming, livestock breeding, and sales to pay off debts—repayment through work or goods.

    After the team secures dungeon rewards, a share goes to all members, even those who didn’t participate in the dungeon.

    Except for high-ranking team officials, all members are assigned standard two-person dorms, 40 square meters with private bathrooms.

    The base has a cafeteria serving meals on a set schedule, with 50% off thanks to base subsidies.

    All food comes from clean crops from our own farms. Currently, Blaze has established a sales chain for purified produce, with members enjoying a member discount of 70% off."

    Wu Yue spoke calmly, as these had long been Blaze’s default rules—nothing particularly noteworthy.

    But the audience’s jaws dropped wider and wider, so shocked you could've fit an egg in their mouths.

    Clearly, these policies were unheard of, like something from a fairy tale!

    Even Shen Qingci’s face fell immediately. Forget about weapon loans, job opportunities, or purified crops—just the first rule of no mandatory dungeon loot submission was already impossible to achieve!

    After all, in the past, Blaze had nearly broken itself upholding this rule, with Shen Que working himself nearly to death.

    Yet now, not only had Blaze succeeded, but they were thriving more than ever!

    Shen Qingci glanced at Zhang Fanxi. Seeing that conditions couldn’t compete, Zhang Fanxi fell back on emotional manipulation again.

    "Master, Mistress, esteemed uncles, we’re family.

    Would you really choose to start over in an unfamiliar team than reunite with me and let me look after you in your old age?"

    Of all instruments, the suona is king.

    Zhang Mo was the core of the squad, and Zhang Fanxi was his only disciple. Seeing his hesitation, Shen Qingci’s eyes shone with victory.

    "Elder Zhang, I believe Fanxi is truly sincere this time.

    We’re all family—won’t you give him a chance?"

    Liu Quan worried, "Wu Yue, aren’t you going to say something?"

    Wu Yue remained unfazed. "They’re family. Family guilt trips always work best."

    Liu Quan chewed his lip. "So we’re just letting all these top fighters get absorbed by Shadow?"

    Wu Yue looked puzzled. "Who said anything about letting Shadow take them?"

    Liu Quan protested, "But you said emotional appeals work!"

    Wu Yue nodded. "True, but I still have other tricks up my sleeve."

    Under Liu Quan’s bewildered gaze, Wu Yue pulled out a megaphone, climbed onto the interview table, and with a flourish, unveiled a large white banner.

    She had Liu Quan hold it for her while she turned on the hologram, playing pre-prepared recruitment footage.

    With the loudspeaker looping two beats of "Good Fortune Arrives," Wu Yue successfully grabbed everyone's attention and began her speech:

    "What you're seeing now is an aerial video of our 10,000-mu experimental farm. Currently, the entire plantation is in its final stages."

    The vast plantation, a rare sight of rolling green hills and pristine waters in the post-apocalyptic world, suddenly stretched before them, making even the air feel fresher.

    Wu Yue continued, "Currently, the average bodily toxin levels of Blaze members are 12 percentage points lower than the worldwide average reported by World City a month ago.

    Blaze’s in-house engineered purification crops offer extra detox effects compared to those currently on the market.

    Under Blaze’s latest policy, all team members’ families are welcome to join the plantation workforce, even if they lack combat abilities.

    Moreover, Blaze’s new dormitory building has been completed and will soon be open for business.

    Blaze is committed to becoming the solid backbone for every frontline warrior, ensuring they have no distractions on the battlefield."

    Zhang Mo silently withdrew his hand, and Zhang Fanxi looked at him in surprise. "Master?"

    Uncle Flute asked, "Fanxi, if we join Shadow, will we have conditions like these?"

    Zhang Fanxi, "...No."

    Uncle Flute pressed, "Then if we want to live together in a standalone courtyard, is that possible?"

    Zhang Fanxi, "...I just told the captain you all weren’t picky about living conditions."

    Uncle Drum scoffed, "Oh, so you just threw us under the bus, huh? Didn’t even consider our preferences, and still claim sincerity?

    Back when your master took you in, I had doubts about you. You’re not doing well yourself, yet you want us to follow you into grunt work?"

    Zhang Fanxi and Shen Qingci exchanged glances. Shen Qingci’s expression turned cold as he sneered,

    "I never expected venerable elders to covet such worldly comforts.

    A combat team is judged by its strength in battle. Bragging about back-end logistics is laughable."

    "Exactly! The great Blaze—is farming all you can boast about?"

    Zhang Mo remained tight-lipped.

    Wu Yue corrected, "Our great Blaze doesn’t just farm—we also fish.

    We organize square dancing every morning and speed-walk around the base twice every evening, with a dedicated guy hauling the sound system!

    The entire mountain, from here to there, is ours—no noise complaints here!

    The base provides various recreational facilities to help our members relax and relieve stress."

    Shen Qingci scoffed, "Wu Yue, everything you’ve said is plain ridiculous."

    Uncle Drum took offense. "Ridiculous? Watch your mouth, kid!

    We only lived for dancing and fishing—if they hadn’t outlawed square dancing, we’d still be there!"

    Uncle Flute was even more direct, grabbing Wu Yue’s banner duty with his flute in hand, even waving a small flag:

    "All you anglers out there are welcome to join Blaze!"

    Uncle Taiping Drum also sat down next to Truly with his drum in hand. Truly excitedly grabbed a little leaf to massage his back and shoulders.

    Uncle Taiping Drum felt pleased—he liked go-getters! Who are you trying to impress?

    At their age, they’d seen it all. All talk, no action—just empty promises and playing the emotional card—did they think everyone was a fool?

    Zhang Fanxi gaped. "Both of you, just for these little perks, you chose Blaze?!"

    Aunt Pipa, a woman master, asked Wu Yue, "Does your squad have a big square-dancing crew?"

    Wu Yue smiled. "Yes, about 20 people, all about your age.

    They used to put on cultural exchange shows with nearby survivor bases and World City dance groups to enrich their leisure time."

    Aunt Pipa wasted no time joining, pipa in hand, even pulling along Zhang Fanxi’s master’s wife. "Sister Fengling, this squad really has a dance group—they weren’t just talking!

    They’re serious about the arts! A place with like-minded friends is perfect for us!"

    As Wang Fengling followed along, the only one left unmoved in the entire team was Zhang Mo. Shen Qingci clenched his jaw in frustration.

    "Elder Zhang, let’s be real here, today’s big recruitment drive—Blaze only sent one person.

    Don’t you find that strange?

    Blaze is all flash, no substance. Who knows if they’ll actually deliver on their promises once you join?"

    Liu Quan was displeased. "Hey, for such a big squad leader, you’ve got some nerve!

    Can’t win fair, so you cheat."

    Shen Qingci glared dangerously at Liu Quan. "You’ve got a death wish!"

    Wu Yue walked up to Shen Qingci with a loudspeaker, turned the volume to max, and let him have it full blast right at his head.

    "Causing trouble at Blaze’s doorstep? You’re the one looking for death!"

    With a *buzz*, Shen Qingci’s brain rattled in his skull.

    Putting down the loudspeaker, Wu Yue smiled at Zhang Mo.

    "Elder Zhang, that was just the opening act. Now comes the main event."

    Behind Wu Yue, the gates of the Blaze base slowly opened.

    At the same time, the thunder of dozens of returning shuttles echoed across the sky.

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