Chapter 274: Choosing Seedlings

It could be seen that the seven organizations present were competing here, not only those on the list but also the people who were not on the list.

Take the senior group as an example, its age group was 24-30 years old.

If one got first place at 30, it was not necessarily much better than the top tens of others at the age of 24.

All in all, this distribution scramble was not just confined to the rankings on the list.

Of course, as far as the junior group was concerned, the one ranked first was definitely the priority of the Abyss Hunting Organization.

After all, he had proven his absolute potential with rankings. Compared with those younger and higher rankings, he was more stable and safer.

But well...

"Cough, cough," although Yang Song's soft cough was not loud, it seemed to be covered by the sound of controversy.

But who among this group of people was not an expert?

Naturally, they all heard it.

A moment later, Golden Hoop Emperor had to step aside, and Yang Song was the biggest.

He wanted to speak, and of course, they quietly listened wittily.

Yang Song smiled and said, "It doesn't make much sense for everyone to argue like this. Haven't we established the rules long ago?"

"Just follow the rules with everything."

Golden Hoop Emperor belonged to the official orthodoxy, did not belong to the Arcane Administration Association and the Martial League Academy, and did not belong to other organizations either.

So, he was completely a watcher watching the show.

Without any interest to disturb him, he also followed Yang Song's meaning, "The rules are there, no one of you will question his credibility, right?"

"Your Excellency is too serious, I dare not..."

"That's what Senior Blue Bolt meant, just follow the rules!"

Everyone will give an affirmative response upon hearing this.

And Yang Song went on to say, "In this case, before the distribution officially starts, we will first follow the rules and implement the first step of the post-match distribution."

With that, Yang Song got up and said, "Feng Yi, let's go. Let's go and choose some good seedlings with good psychic food talents together."

Everyone, "..."

Everyone was stunned to realize: Yes, there was still such a link!

Regarding the issue of psychic food, which was of great concern to all major organizations, Yang Song regressed and compromised.

The compromise condition was that among the tens of thousands of geniuses with their own talents, Yang Song could take away all those who had the talent related to the psychic food system!

"You guys, why don't you go and have a look too? Don't say that this seat is operating in a dark box and making fraud."

"Senior is joking, we naturally believe in Senior."

This expert from the Martial League Academy... said so in his mouth, but his body was different from his mouth. He was the first to go out with Yang Song's...

Really, it was getting more and more interesting.

Golden Hoop Emperor, the neutral guardian who was completely irrelevant to himself, found it interesting secretly.

When Yang Song readily compromised at the time, he felt that this matter couldn't be simpler.

With great interest, he also followed out.

In the stadium, tens of thousands of unaffiliated geniuses were scattered and sitting on the ground, but it was not crowded at all.

On several large screens in the stadium, there were the names of seven organizations.

Everyone was watching the situation on the screen nervously.

The quota allocation in the near future would be presented on these large screens and these big screens were also broadcast live to the entire C Country.

This, in fact, was like an open, large "university" admission site.

All unaffiliated geniuses had met the admission requirements, and at this moment they had "filled in" as volunteers to join the seven organizations.

Now, let's see which organization they could be admitted to.

The stadium was very noisy and everyone was discussing and looking forward to it.

Even the parents in front of the various screens were watching nervously all the way.

This was a moment that was countless times more important than the college entrance examination.

At this moment, a beam of light appeared out of nowhere and hit a young man.

This scene immediately attracted everyone's attention.

At the next moment, someone recognized the young man, "Look, it's the first ranker in the junior group, Hailing! Has the distribution already started?! Ah...my little heart, I can't stand it!"

That beam of light was, of course, made by Yang Song. And this made the people of the Abyss Hunting Organization in the backstage stop their action.

The ray of light meant that this person had the psychic food talent, and he wanted it.

"Senior, does Hailing really have a psychic food talent?!"

Yang Song said with a smirk, "Your Excellency does not believe this seat, right? If you don't believe me, you can go and take a look."

This unexpected situation left everyone present in a shock.

The leader of the junior group, actually had the talent of the psychic food?

How could it be so coincidental?

And they had never received such information!

This matter was of great importance, and the expert of the Abyss Hunting Organization dared not be careless at all, he immediately winked at the president of the Abyss Hunting Organization.

The leader of the Abyss Hunting Organization understood and appeared in the stadium.

In the venue, when the tens of thousands of unaffiliated geniuses who were attracted by the light of Hailing's body saw him, all of them reacted and got up to salute him.

The scene of the respect of thousands of people was huge, but the president of the Abyss Hunting Organization didn't care.

He went straight towards Hailing.

On the other side, Hailing was panicked by this series of unexpected situations.

Seeing the leader of the Abyss Hunting Organization coming towards him, he was so nervous that he even forgot to salute that expert.

In his height and tension, the president of the Abyss Hunting Organization had already reached him, with his palm resting on his shoulder.

Hailing was horrified, thinking that he had done something wrong and would be punished, and hurriedly said loudly, "Senior, junior..."

"Hmph," a soft snort interrupted him.

In this soft snort, there was a slight irritation, but there seemed to be helplessness more in it, except for regret and irritability.

Hailing sweated again and again, and his brain was completely blank.

Finally, he gritted his teeth and raised his eyes to look at the senior in front of him.

However, the face of the senior in front of him was very ugly.

'It's over.'

But, in fact, he was just scaring himself, because the president of the Abyss Hunting Organization left without looking back in the next moment.

In the stadium, tens of thousands of people made noise and it was very noisy.

In the background, the powerful people who saw the changes in the face of the Abyss Hunting Organization's president were also extremely surprised.

He really had the psychic food talent!?

In the end, even the S-rank powerhouse of the Abyss Hunting Organization went out in person and probed it again!