Chapter 1828 - 1826: It’s not easy to become a farming Chore Disciple
Glancing over the twenty-some people, Brian Hughes shook his head and said, "Indeed, this is a barren land, and it’s so difficult to even find a few Chore Disciples, sigh, never mind, don’t bother showing me your Energy Application Technique now. From this moment on, you are all Chore Disciples of Our Faction."
Upon hearing these words, everyone finally let out a sigh of relief, with a few nearly collapsing on the spot. Peter guessed they hadn’t mastered the Energy Application Technique.
Giving those few people another look, Brian Hughes snorted and said, "Don’t think you’ve passed just by this. Divine Valley matures in three months, so every three months, there will be a task competition based on contribution. There is a basic contribution standard, and failing to meet it leads down the same dead-end road."
There was more to this!
Everyone’s expressions changed once again.
Brian Hughes continued, "Not just that, but even your food expenses are included. If you can’t earn enough for your meals, you can only borrow money, and if you can’t borrow, it’s the same as a death sentence."
Peter also shook his head secretly; it seemed competition within the Divine Sect was fierce, a matter of life and death. He needed to be more cautious.
"Take note, the tools issued to you are also charged, and you must not damage them. If there is any damage, that too will be deducted from your expenses."
After saying these words, Brian Hughes pointed toward the distant wasteland and remarked, "See that? That area will be our land. How much you reclaim is up to you; the greater the contribution, the richer the rewards. It all depends on you. Oh, and I must warn you here, do not fight over each other’s territory. Just mind your own business. I will only look at your contribution points."
Having finished speaking, Brian Hughes swiftly departed, leaving everyone uncertain about his next course of action.
There were twenty-six survivors. They looked at each other, stayed silent, shouldering their hoes as they made their way towards the distance.