Chapter 602: Excellent

Lin En's official language obviously cannot fully meet Mr. Metatron's needs. Although official language is not necessarily equal to nonsense, it is indeed difficult to extract useful things from official language if you are not a person who studies that set of things, so Metatron frowned appropriately.

"So what?"

The simplest expression is also a common doubt among humans. He did not understand what Lin En wanted to express.

"So, stability is more important than anything else, no matter which aspect." Seeing this, Lin En still slightly exposed some red lines. "In addition, out of concern for the control of the huge area under the jurisdiction, mentor, as one of the leaders of the pioneering team, I have the right to make certain recruitment suggestions to the headquarters, such as temporary workers."

Lin En's words inadvertently revealed the fact that his actual power is equivalent to that of the branch director.

"Temporary workers..."

A new word not only inspired Metatron, but also made the old elven maiden hiding in the Silmaril complain. Lin En is really a man of many tricks. If he really wants to be bad, he will probably turn evil in a minute. If a smart person and a knowledgeable smart extraordinary person turns evil, the damage caused is extremely spectacular.

Temporary workers, what a wonderful existence.

The salary is low, there is no need to worry about benefits, any work can be given to them, and they are hung with regularization, just like a carrot hanging in front of a donkey, letting them run forward by themselves. If something really happens, push the temporary workers forward and issue a dismissal notice, which is a sin.

The ruling class's favorite operation is to transfer risks to other people. This is similar to the scenario of you taking out a loan to buy an unfinished building. Real estate developers borrow money from banks to develop, and they can give up if the building is unfinished. They don't have money, but the building is unfinished. The bank can transfer risks to the buyers as a vulnerable group. In this way, as consumers, multiple risks are transferred. It is normal for unlucky people to appear in the deformed real estate economy.

Of course, Lin En is not going to recruit temporary workers as pawns to sacrifice.

He is trying to figure out how to mobilize the enthusiasm of different groups of people. .

It's okay to recruit technical workers in the future, but what about the extraordinary people who are going to join the group now? After all, the headquarters didn't say that it is not allowed to recruit extraordinary temporary workers, right? He doesn't have to recruit combatants, but scholars from Livia University, or some civilian extraordinary organizations. As for the enthusiasm of these people, Mr. Xiao scratched his head and decided to use the career system as the initial stimulation point.

Loyalty, honor, sacrifice.

The target of this is often the ruler, which means that the establishment within the system should be quite attractive to extraordinary people. After all, eating public food always sounds more impressive and is linked to power.

"It sounds like a new way for civil servants to be promoted?"

Metatron's eyes obviously brightened a little. After listening to Lin En's popular science about temporary workers, which only praised the good and not the bad, and only praised the flexibility without talking about the shortcomings, the professor of the History Department of Livia University was obviously moved. Most of the civilian extraordinary people prefer to be affiliated with the official name because they are guaranteed.

Otherwise, if something happens in the city and it is related to extraordinary infringement, the law enforcers will visit you with a rude attitude at home. The worse ones will directly invite you to the bureau for tea, just like when [The Light Holder] investigated [The Mainland Doctors Association] before, he called those extraordinary people to cooperate with the investigation without considering the other party's gentleman status. This is a very face-saving behavior. If it were a noble with a stronger self-esteem, the white gloves might lose face.

"You're right to think so. For me, how much control I can have over the downtown area will naturally be helpful for the future."

Lin En smiled gently, and his handsome eyes were full of foxy cunning.

"I probably need a little time to think about it."

Metatron was moved but not in a hurry. After all, it was a new thing. Even if Lin En only picked out the good things and there was no contract here, he would not be so eager to show his mind.

Good things take time.

As the saying goes, brothers will settle accounts clearly. Only when the accounts are settled clearly will there be no quarrels between brothers. They were students and mentors in the past, so the accounts must be settled more clearly. Interest disputes have always been the root of conflicts, from countries to vendors.

"It just so happens that I also need a little time to think about the first thing."

Lin En also said something similar in a casual manner.

His unworldly conversation made Metatron raise his eyebrows.

"I have other things to do recently. I will speed up the application with the headquarters for some documents and contracts. When you have made up your mind, you can send a letter to my home. As for the time, it is better to be quick, because when the train starts running, it will not pay attention to those who have not boarded the train, and they will be left behind."

"I shouldn't take too long to think about it."

After the last polite greetings, Lin En walked out of the teaching building with a sharp and strong sharpness. Among a group of youthful college students, he was unusually conspicuous, as if he was walking on a dignified and majestic road, which made the fledglings who had not spread their wings subconsciously avoid him.

Metatron stood in the corridor, looking down at Lin En's dazzling figure, and couldn't help but gently put his hands on the wooden handrail, as if he was recalling the natural performance of Lin En's respect for his mentor's identity and not fear during the conversation just now.

"Leica, you have an outstanding son, you should be relieved now, but it's a pity that I don't know where you are now, whether you are still alive..."

Thinking of his old friend, Metatron couldn't help but sigh.

He no longer focused his eyes on Lin En, but slowly turned to the leaden sky.

Under this same sky, everyone is equally threatened by the cold current, even those close to the warm water port. Every winter in Stim, many people are carried out of the city and cremated by the church, or quietly rot somewhere. At this time, the relatively warm underground tunnel becomes a natural shelter.

Sophia was busy, sweating on her forehead, dragging a sled loaded with coal and wood, knocking on doors and delivering warmth in the territory of the third lighting team.

The big sister was wrapped up tightly, but her eyes were very flexible, looking in all directions.

Suddenly, a person hurriedly passed by her field of vision. The person was dressed very thinly, with relatively rare black short hair close to his hair and ears. His blue-black eyes seemed to be searching for something, and soon disappeared from Sophia's eyes after finding nothing.

That was a Beyonder.