With the birth of the first ‘well-behaved person’ in this mission, and the others becoming ‘passively well-behaved’ due to the influence of the atmosphere, Bai Lang clapped his hands with satisfaction to attract everyone’s attention:

"Very good, very good! Everyone is sensible and cooperative, which makes me happy. You don't need to be nervous. I am actually a very kind person and hate the use of violence. But if you follow the authority in a hurry, you can only scare the chickens and scare the monkeys. That's good."

Now that this friend is safe and sound, even the hidden root causes of disease and disaster have been eradicated. It’s really gratifying, don’t you think?”

All the newcomers nodded numbly and agreed repeatedly: "What a joy and congratulations!", "What a joy and congratulations!" x18

"Okay! Everyone is silent!" Bai Lang suddenly straightened his chest, his momentum changed, and his voice suddenly became passionate and high-pitched:

"Now! Let me say it again. I am the second-level contractor, Golden Spirit. Outland! I am here to save you! We high-level contractors are your best, big brother!!! This mission

During this period, if there is anything you don’t understand, you can ask me and I will tell you cordially! Now, please introduce yourself! Everyone introduces their job, ability, and name! Starting from you

!”

After saying that, Bai Lang pointed to the nearest plaid shirt. The other person suddenly panicked and shrank: "I am..."

Before he could speak, the stupid fufu jumped out, interrupted the opponent's spellcasting and chanting, inserted his waist, pretended to be a father, and shouted triumphantly: "No energy!"

Tim also became excited and said, "I can't hear it at all! I can't hear it! You are not a man!"

Ophelia said weakly: "Please say it again."

My mother's waist was shaken by the physical therapy for a whole year. Suddenly she was inspired. She immediately understood the captain's spirit and integrated into the team with kindness: "Do it again, do it again! You are so quiet, why do you still want to be a contractor?"

"Yes!" The haggard man in a plaid shirt with dark bags under his eyes gritted his teeth and stood at attention, risking his life and shouting: "My name is! Xue Hong!!! I am a programmer! Good at network maintenance!!!"

Bailang saw that these newcomers were almost all of Oriental race and seemed to come from the same region, so he asked again: "Which continent are you from?"

"Dongli."

"Next!"

Coder No. 2 came out and shouted: "Li Zhengyin! Programmer! Specialized in programming, employee of Donglizhou XXX Technology Co., Ltd.!"

Bailang nodded with satisfaction: "Okay! Very energetic! Next one!"

"Zhang...Zhang Da?"

"Can't hear you!" The stupid fufu jumped out and continued to make noises.

Ophelia said weakly: "I can't hear you, it's too quiet!"

Tim rolled up his sleeves and shouted with all his strength: "No energy! Not a man! Do it again!"

"Do it again! Do it again!" The Five Fireball Miscellaneous Fish also shouted, enjoying the authority of their predecessors.

As soon as Bailang's [Evil Charm] was turned on, he threatened: "What? Didn't you hear me?"

Yaozi: "Don't look away, don't look around!"

Tim: "Are you standing at attention? If you are short, you have to admit it and stand still after being beaten!"

Bailang: "In the trial world, the second-level contractors say they can't hear it, but they just can't hear it! Start again!"

…

The newcomers came forward one by one to introduce themselves, and Bai Lang listened and took notes. The three beautiful-looking ones with fashionable clothes and long legs were a group of models. The two nurses pretended to know each other. They were not beautiful but had good looks. They were surgical

The assistant and pajama duo are a pair of flight attendants, and the aunt is alone.

The strong man and the thin bamboo pole who came forward in the men's team were a pair of long-distance running partners; the handsome boy with the most handsome appearance and the weakest strength was alone; the obedient man and his cowardly yellow-haired little follower entered the paradise at the same time. The three coders were each other's

Colleagues in a company.

Finally, the old white man, the pot-bellied medical salesman, the boy with a weird mental state, and the insignificant guy who claims to be a salesman, is good at communication and is very approachable, are all alone and do not know each other.

These 20 people are all from Kunxu Continent where he is located, and Dongli Continent where his cousin’s hometown is. They generally have no background. They have heard about the ‘Paradise’ but only know a little about it. Ordinary people who have not received any special training in extraordinary power in their lives.

People can easily die just by looking at them.

The only exception was the old white priest who claimed to believe in a god.

"Abbott, you believed in a true god in Donglizhou? What's its name? Is it in a state of awakening? Has it responded to you believers? Give it strength?"

The old white man had a kind face, and devoutly made a seal in front of him, and then said: "Mr. Contractor, the name of the true God cannot be blasphemed. Our Lord is real, and his faith has a long history. He responds to the archbishop's oracle every year. You can call us

'Universal Enzyme Cult', universal enzyme is a gift from our Lord, it has miraculous effects on health and longevity, and resists pollution and corrosion. It can be taken internally to treat insomnia, and external application can treat hair loss."

At this point, the eyes of the three coder brothers, each with a taller hairline than the other, suddenly lit up. They were also in Donglizhou. At the same time, they also knew that there were thousands of sects on the mainland, and there were many true and false gods. Unexpectedly, there were still

For such a simple sect to be able to exist for many years and have a long history, it is obvious that it is capable.

"Universal Enzyme God?!"

Bailang, who originally had some expectations and fantasies about the true god from another continent, was instantly poured cold water on him and stood there dumbfounded. How could any piece of rubbish be able to become a god? With such a low standard, he is not as good as the little genius Baichuan, Somogo's

Is the religious threshold too low?

At this time, he looked at Little Tim inquiringly, hoping that this aborigine would give him some answers. After all, he was an alien who traveled through the world for more than a year, and spent most of his time in the paradise, and had no idea about the outside world of the shelter.

of customs.

The little girl also shook her head blankly: "I have never heard of it. There are many small churches like this in our Qindu Island. Usually villages and towns are the foundation of their faith. The population of a small town can often coexist with several gods to help resist pollution and erosion, and

I cooperated with some factories and made a pitiful living situation. I was even enslaved by big factories and had to work overtime 24 hours a day throughout the year.”

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Bailang's eyes widened immediately: "Are you sure that is a god?"

"It's just a small god. My grandfather once said that on our family's farm, we also raised a god who was used to cultivate the land. Unfortunately, it was too weak, and he gave up his faith. He ate too much, and eventually died of exhaustion and was used to grow mushrooms.

Already."

Bailang no longer wants to talk. After returning this time, he must have a deeper understanding of Somogo's divine system and the relationship between the gods and paradise.

Why can the 'Blind Daughter' leave traces of herself in different mission worlds, but the farm spirit raised by Tim's family is used to grow mushrooms?

It seems that my own 'Cat Coffee Club' does not need to be so low-key? Can the little genius open a cram school in an open and public manner?

Shaking his head to get rid of these thoughts, he calmed down. Now is the vacation, and it is necessary to unify the minds of this new group of people. Cultivate them into mature contractors as soon as possible, learn to do tasks by themselves, and don't delay your plans to make a fortune.

"Okay, everyone has gotten to know each other, and we will be companions and a family from now on. Please recall carefully, everyone who is selected to enter the paradise has already died once. Your life is given by the paradise. If you want to live,

You must complete the task and prove your worth. Paradise will not raise useless people."

After hearing Bai Lang's words, which involved their own life and death, everyone broke free from the previous "shadow of live teaching" and fell into memories, showing expressions of fear or confusion one after another.

"I remember, I was pushed down the elevator by that bastard!" The aunt who recalled the cause of death was the first to curse. From her indignant curses, Bai Lang analyzed that she was snatching reduced-price vegetables with other aunts and uncles in the supermarket.

He was pushed off the elevator and fell to death.

The two assistant girls recalled everything early and believed Bai Lang's story. Although their clothes were as white as new, they clearly remembered that they were broken into the operating room with a knife, and the out-of-control thugs stabbed multiple vital parts in succession with malicious revenge.

.

"Can you participate in the operation?" Bai Lang's eyes lit up. A professional shaman like him needs more assistants to support B.

When the time comes, Little Fufu steps on the bench and is responsible for the operation. She only needs to move her mouth to guide, occasionally summon the 'Mother of Mercy' to bless her magic, and then let the two newcomers wipe her sweat, massage, and serve tea and water for her. The pyramid level is instantly

distinct.

What is a miscellaneous soldier, what is the main force, and what is a boss?

"We are still in the internship period." A girl named Liao Jia answered boldly.

"Very good, this world is very dangerous. Just stay with her and be a maid holding weapons. I will find a way to arrange extraordinary 'healing' powers for you. It will also be a waste of what you have learned over the years." Bai Lang

He pointed at Little Fufu and gave her a promotion.

Little Fufu immediately smiled like a flower, and the two girls were also grateful, as if they had grasped a life-saving straw and felt a little more secure. The others also changed their attitudes and had expectations.

"What about you?"

Bailang turned to look at the trio of programmers. Two of them looked confused, as if they couldn't believe they were dead. On the contrary, the third person knew the inside story, and looked confused and unwilling.

According to the "Facilitator's Manual", it is very important to bring new people to the start. It is not only necessary to establish authority, but also to win trust from the beginning, establish the core spirit of the team, and create a good atmosphere.

This is just like an army. It must first have a clear reason for fighting. It must have a goal and motivation so that it will not be scattered. Only then can it be united and united. When the people are scattered, it will be difficult to lead the team. Therefore, initial communication is very important, just like the duck after the egg hatches.

Can the first sight of you build trust and win recognition?

Bailang believed that it was best to start with the cause of death. Death itself was a stimulus. He brought it up at this moment, forcing the other party to recall and analyze it in depth, thus further deepening the stimulus.

At the same time, when understanding the cause of death of the other party, you can not only analyze a lot of information, but also give hints and guidance. Taking advantage of the opportunity that they have just entered the paradise and are surrounded by strangers, they can increase mental stimulation and leave psychological hints, so as to facilitate their future.

training.

It just so happens that Ji Du has the [Dreamland] priesthood. He only needs to guide them, implant spiritual cues, and then add ingredients to the dreams to change them unconsciously. There is no need to worry about these newcomers being out of control.

"You are indeed dead!" Li Zhengyin, one of the coders, said.

Zhang Da asked: "I clearly remember that it was already late at night, and the three of us worked overtime together to catch up on tasks in the company. The building has security guards and is very safe. How could he die?"

"Sudden death, sudden death!" Li, a programmer, couldn't bear it. "It was already 4:30 in the morning. I was very sleepy. When I got up to make the sixth cup of espresso, I saw you and Xue Hong lying on the desk.

I was motionless and the screen made a continuous sound of space keys, and I realized something was wrong."

Programmer Xue looked surprised: "Both Lao Li and I are dead? I remember that when I drank the seventh cup of coffee, the blood vessels in my head hurt, I was a little dizzy, and I wanted to take a nap."

"I also remember that at three o'clock, I made my sixth cup of espresso and I was still fighting."

"Good guys, you actually drank more than me. No wonder, no wonder!" Programmer Li sighed with emotion, as if he had found the cause of the sudden death of his friends. Too much coffee.

Bailang was shocked when he heard this. What kind of fortune-telling ghost company are you? Do you stay up late to cultivate your immortality and rely on coffee to compete in cultivation? But he suddenly thought of the god in Tim's family who died after being exhausted from plowing the fields and was used to grow mushrooms. This Somogo
To be continued...