Chapter 230 - 12: Mo Ning is the Rookie with the Strongest Leadership in the Last 30 Years (Part 2)

Chapter 230: Chapter 12: Mo Ning is the Rookie with the Strongest Leadership in the Last 30 Years (Part 2)

After the wilderness survival assessment ended, the Battle Group led by Sitt had quietly disbanded.

Sitt and his men showed no intention of reforming the group, and the new recruits had no desire to follow them anyway.

Compared to Mo Ning’s stunning performance that had shocked everyone, that Battle Group’s performance had become a complete joke.

And the "protection fees" that those new recruits had paid were never refunded.

Of course, no one dared to ask Sitt and his group for their money back.

However, complaints like "they took the money and did nothing," "it’s a scam," and "the Battle Group was a fraud" could be heard every time the cafeteria was open.

Reina had brought it up as a joke several times during the team’s meals.

In short, Sitt’s reputation among the new recruits already stank worse than a rotten egg.

At that moment, Anya added with a smile, "The senior recruits are extremely hostile toward us. Anyone here can see that.

"Under the pressure they’re creating, most people will probably take the initiative to flock to us."

Reina nodded vigorously again. "The gazes from the senior recruits I’ve seen passing by aren’t friendly at all."

Miss Dazed paused for a moment before correcting herself. "No, it’s more like they’re full of malice. They’re just hoping we die in the underground mines."

But Mo Ning just laughed.

If Reina could sense the malice, then the other new recruits naturally could as well.

So the question was—would they worry about the senior recruits secretly making a move, getting them killed in the mines?

Of course they would.

Faced with such a perilous environment, the new recruits would be even more willing to band together to resist the senior recruits.

And joining the legion today was their only option. After all, the phrase "strength in numbers" isn’t just for show.

As long as enough people banded together, it would be the senior recruits’ turn to give the Battle Banner Legion a wide berth, not even daring to get close.

After only thirty seconds, the first new recruit to voluntarily join the legion appeared before everyone’s eyes.

The recruit’s identity was a bit of a surprise to Mo Ning, yet also vaguely expected—Princess Phoebe.

This princess, widely regarded by the current new recruits as the most beautiful of them all, strode to the space below the Light Curtain. Her limpid, autumn-water-like eyes were fixed on Mo Ning as she announced in a clear voice:

"Mr. Mo Ning, I am willing to join the Battle Banner Legion and will obey all your commands."

Mo Ning, however, felt a headache coming on.

’From his perspective, Princess Phoebe was quite famous, and her joining would create a powerful demonstration effect.’

’"Come on, guys, even Princess Phoebe has faith in the Battle Banner Legion. What are you still hesitating for?"’

’On the other hand, he had a strong Spiritual Intuition: Princess Phoebe was like a super-sticky dog-skin plaster; once she stuck to you, she would be hard to shake off.’

’Although describing the princess as a "dog-skin plaster" was a bit rude, especially since she had never offended him, that was just how he felt.’

This thought flickered through his mind for only a brief moment before reason took absolute control.

Mo Ning looked at Princess Phoebe’s flawless, beautiful face and said with a smile, "Welcome to the Battle Banner Legion!"

The next moment, he caught a glimpse from the corner of his eye as the equally perfect curve of her "apple" cheeks visibly receded.

Evidently, the Princess had mustered all her courage to step forward and apply, and now her heart could finally settle back into her chest.

Princess Phoebe immediately asked a question:

"Mr. Mo Ning, I am a Black Iron Knight. My Spiritual Strength is also quite good, and I can competently fill any of the Heavy Shield Hand, Long Spearman, or Crossbowman roles.

"My organizational skills are also good; I can organize the logistics personnel in an orderly fashion. What would you like me to do for the legion?"

The fact that Princess Phoebe was a Black Iron Knight was no secret, but she rarely used her Knight Combat Skills.

In terms of overall ability, she was definitely the most well-rounded person among the new recruits. With the Royal Family’s deep resources, it wasn’t surprising they could nurture such talent.

Honestly, the high emotional intelligence demonstrated by that question left a deep impression on Mo Ning.

Look at what she said—"What can I do for the legion?" It was hard not to have a favorable impression of her.

Mo Ning pondered for a moment before replying, "Her Highness the Princess, please go and organize the logistics group."

’Neither the spear-and-shield phalanx nor the crossbow phalanx was suitable for the Princess; she would easily come into competition with Anya and Reina there.’

’What if this princess suddenly tried to seize command, and someone subconsciously obeyed her orders? How would his two teammates handle that?’

’Therefore, the only suitable place for the Princess was the logistics group.’

As soon as his words fell, a smile that could make one’s heart beat a little faster blossomed on Princess Phoebe’s lovely face. "Of course, Mr. Mo Ning. I will strictly carry out your order and manage the logistics group well."

Mo Ning nodded lightly, but sighed inwardly, ’This woman is too clever.’

’He could have figured it out with his toes: Princess Phoebe knew from the start that she couldn’t compete with Anya and Reina, so she aimed directly for the role of logistics manager.’

’And once she had command of the logistics group, she would logically become the fourth most important figure in the legion.’

’Most importantly, this was a first-mover advantage.’

’In the future, when Mo Ning considered expanding his core team, he would naturally give priority to someone like Princess Phoebe, who had already proven herself.’

Soon, Princess Phoebe’s joining seemed to break some kind of deadlock, and new recruits began applying to join the Battle Banner Legion one after another.

Mo Ning didn’t need to personally handle the trivial recruitment tasks; he just needed to stand there and serve as a "human-shaped signboard."