"I didn't set up this recruitment plan just to expand the Field Operations Department... I'm planning to establish a special unit, one that can fight against the supernatural with ordinary human bodies." Sun Hang said seriously, "So starting from scratch with training is very necessary... If time permits, I would even want to start training them from infancy..."

"Are you out of your mind?" Ye Jiu looked at Sun Hang strangely, "Who's infected here, you or me?"

"I'm the one who's infected." Sun Hang said, "If you want to become infected, I can help you, ensuring it's safe and painless."

"Damn, that's not what I meant. I'm saying, have you joined that so-called 'Reformist' group?" Ye Jiu mocked, "Fighting the supernatural with ordinary people? Only someone like Deng Yi would publicly say such things... You know what happened to her... Any non-idiot knows that in this war, ordinary people can only act as support; the real combat effectiveness lies with you Hunters."

"What about you then?"

"Me?" Ye Jiu was slightly stunned, "I'm different... Although I'm not a Hunter, I..."

Before he finished speaking, Sun Hang interrupted him, "How many people currently can use the Federation's supernatural equipment?"

"Forgot... Seems like only about a hundred or maybe even less." Ye Jiu muttered, "I don't really care about it. In my downtime, I'm either gaming or honing my combat skills. How could I have time to learn things that don't matter?"

"Less than a hundred people, so it can't be considered a significant combat force, right?"

"Although what you're saying is quite annoying, I have to admit, you're right." Ye Jiu nodded, "Qualified users of supernatural equipment are rare, their occurrence is less likely than winning the lottery... Hunters, as the infected, are the main force, and we can only be considered as extras."

"But what if supernatural equipment and qualified users could be mass-produced?" Sun Hang casually threw out a problem that, for Ye Jiu, was not less shocking than a magnitude 12 earthquake.

"What did you say?" Ye Jiu's eyes opened wide, "Impossible! Absolutely impossible! If it were possible to mass-produce supernatural equipment and users, the Federation would have already equipped the military with it, leaving no room for Hunters!"

"Think about the abilities of the Red Crystal." Sun Hang reminded, "Since naturally born supernatural equipment users are hard to find, what if I tailor-make a set of equipment for someone based on their attributes?"

Ye Jiu's breath stalled... not just his breath; even his thoughts stopped at that moment. After a few seconds, he reacted, asking urgently, "Have you tried it?"

"Not yet." Sun Hang said, "But I think the probability is quite high. Shang Dalin managed to create so many terracotta soldiers that follow his commands, so it shouldn't be too hard for me to produce some weapons and equipment for soldiers to use, right? Not to mention that those supernatural armors and weapons can be considered supernatural equipment already, so..."

Sun Hang didn't continue, but Ye Jiu already completely understood his idea.

"It's too crazy... I can't believe, if you succeed, what a sensation it would cause..." Ye Jiu muttered, "Did you report this?"

"Not yet, I plan to wait until the experiment succeeds." Sun Hang shook his head, "Remember to keep it confidential."

"Yes, I know." Ye Jiu nodded repeatedly, understanding the importance of this matter, knowing that if it spread, it could genuinely cause an earthquake within the Federation.

But there was one thing Sun Hang hadn't told him.

The reason Sun Hang wanted to do this was out of personal ambition—he wanted to build a strong army that was only loyal to himself and could continue to expand, or in other words, a force of 'dead soldiers.'

He wasn't aiming to overthrow the Xiazhou Federation, nor was he particularly interested in so-called power... He just felt it was necessary.

He also considered that creating such a force might attract suspicion of 'relying on private arms'... but after thinking about it, it didn't seem to be a big problem.

As long as one is strong enough, suspicion turns into trepidation.

When others suspect you of having the power to overthrow the world, it's best if you truly do.

...

The summoning broadcast echoed in the refugee settlement camp, and under the guarantee that everyone could receive a basket of eggs, a large crowd quickly gathered in the empty space in front of the podium, of all ages. Sun Hang estimated the number to be around seven to eight hundred people.

In fact, there were about a hundred minors suitable as recruitment targets for 'dead soldiers.'

A clerical officer from the Field Operations Department walked onto the podium and delivered the announcement about the recruitment of reserve officers to the residents in the camp in the simplest language. Sun Hang noticed that upon hearing the opportunity to take up arms against the supernatural, some children's eyes showed signs of hesitation, while others showed eagerness.

However, when the clerical officer mentioned that the death rate through the entire training process could be 10%~15%, a significant portion of the eager expressions on the children's faces turned into fear, worry, and indecision.

Many adults also held their children close, fearing that in a moment of rashness, their child would step forward.

"That's the general situation." The clerical officer said, "We will divide adults and minors into two batches for training. Besides combat training, minors will also receive corresponding cultural education. All costs during the training will be covered by the Federation Government..."

Before he finished, a boy of about fifteen or sixteen years old, with an expressionless face, suddenly emerged from the crowd, raising his hand, "I want to enlist."

The next second, a plump middle-aged woman pushed her way through the crowd, ran up to the boy's side, grabbed his ear, and kept smacking the back of his head with her other hand, scolding, "Are you crazy?! What about your brothers and sisters back home? What about your father who's still in critical condition? Are you still fighting? If you don't want to live, I'll beat you to death today!"

"Ple... please calm down, ma'am..." The clerical officer was good at reading from the script, but was clearly at a loss in this situation, momentarily at a loss with the microphone in hand.

Sun Hang walked over, took the microphone, cleared his throat, and started speaking on his own, "Ahem, I've forgotten to mention something very important to you all. Anyone who completes the reserve officer training will officially join the Dubhe Tower, and they and their families will receive at least a B-grade talent treatment from the Federation."

The middle-aged woman's raised palm suddenly froze, she turned her head to look at Sun Hang on the podium, swallowed subconsciously, and asked, "Sir, may I ask, what exactly does this 'B-grade talent treatment' entail?"

"In addition to all the benefits of a federal civil servant, there's an additional monthly cash allowance of thirty thousand yuan, a single-family house of over 200 square meters, and above level three distribution of living supplies... Oh, according to the current standard of Tianfu City, the supplies at this level include but are not limited to steaks, chocolates, and fresh fruit."

Sun Hang paused, then continued, "Apart from personal rights and cash allowances, all benefits can be shared with direct relatives. Of course, if the officer is underage, the cash allowance will be directly credited to the guardian's account."

Sun Hang noticed that the middle-aged woman's breath had obviously become more rapid.

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