Two weeks had passed since the commoners of Yatun had come to the island.
During this period, the young men and women all underwent rigorous military training—a type that did not teach combat, yet emphasized order and obedience to an extreme degree.
"The soldier's sacred duty is to obey orders."
Bailuo told Nors, "Given such a short time, improving combat capability is not very meaningful for our Yatun. Therefore, for one month, I want their absolute obedience."
"Yes!"
Over two weeks, Nors began to identify suitable candidates for joining Yatun.
The selection here did not include talent, but rather sufficient loyalty, gratitude, and eligibility for Yatun to absorb and cultivate—those worthy of Bailuo bestowing Miracle Power upon.
"Your Majesty, do you have a moment?"
That morning, inside Yatun Castle, Elder Mountain Grandpa and Uncle entered.
"We have something we'd like to discuss with you."
