Chapter 1388: Forge! The Strongest Civilian Corps in History

With Wang Anye’s loud announcement, this recruitment activity of the [Changning Wang’s Civilian Corps] officially began.

Wang Anye did not need to personally oversee the specific recruitment process. He only needed to sit in town on the high platform, while other members of the Wang Family, stewards, and household generals managed the specific recruitment matters.

Since the procedures were arranged and practiced in advance, everyone was handling things in an orderly manner, without any chaos.

The recruitment news had been released long ago, and at this moment, a dense crowd had already gathered outside the lineup fence at the recruitment point, forming an impressive spectacle when viewed from a distance.

If it weren’t for the large square at Xinping Town’s town center, it might have been overwhelmed with crowds.

Thanks to the immense prestige that the Wang Family had accumulated over the years in the Changning Guard, although the square was filled with people, order wasn’t disrupted. Many young people eager to participate in the preliminary selection, along with their elders who sent them to participate, stood in place according to order, chatting idly while nervously and excitedly waiting for the preliminary selection to officially begin.

If Wang Shouzhe were here and saw this scene, he would likely be deeply moved.

Because the current situation is exactly like those parents sending their children to take the college entrance exams in his previous life.

The same tension, the same excitement, the same apprehension, the same yearning and expectation.

For many of them, this day might be a turning point in their life.

In the crowd, a middle-aged man in a fitted outfit, holding a sword, was solemnly instructing a group of juniors behind him, explaining what to pay attention to once they enter.

His appearance already showed some signs of aging, and his face was lined with marks of the elements. Yet his spine remained straight, like an unsheathed long sword, subdued yet sharp, commanding respect.

This middle-aged man was Wang Zhong, an established household general of the Wang Family.

Back when Wang Shouzhe first assumed the role of patriarch, Wang Zhong frequently stayed by his side, making him one of Wang Shouzhe’s trusted household generals. The most respected household general among the ranks today, Wang Mei, had been recommended to Wang Shouzhe by him back in the day.

One hundred and fifty years have passed, and the young household generals, having endured trials, have become 180-year-old ancestral-level figures. Not only has Wang Zhong’s strength reached the Celestial Human Realm, but his descendants have also proliferated.

Those gathered around him now were his descendants between the ages of fifteen to thirty-five, all looking energetic, numbering as many as twenty or thirty.

At this moment, they all stood with heads bowed, obediently listening to the ancestor’s teachings, nodding after each instruction, their eyes filled with reverence and admiration.

As he spoke, a familiar voice greeted him from nearby.

“Brother Zhong?”

Wang Zhong turned his head to see another middle-aged man, slightly younger than himself, approaching from the crowd not far away.

The man was also wearing a fitted outfit, holding a sword, whose face differed from Wang Zhong’s yet carried a similar imposing aura, hinting at a formidable atmosphere.

This middle-aged man too had a group of younger generation behind him, numbering roughly seventeen or eighteen.

As this large group moved, they carried a considerable sense of momentum, causing people around them to unconsciously give way slightly and allow them some space.

“Brother Yong, it’s you~ Certainly a long time no see.” Wang Zhong smiled, his stern face relaxing slightly upon seeing him.

This middle-aged man was none other than Wang Yong, another established household general of the Changning Wang Family.

“Since you were transferred to the Five Northwest Guards, this is the first time we’ve met, right?” Wang Zhong laughed, patting Wang Yong’s shoulder, “Your aura is almost as formidable as mine now, you should be close to the second-layer of Celestial Human Realm, right?”

“Sharp eyes as always, Brother Zhong.” Wang Yong smiled, “I’ve already fully reached the first-layer of Celestial Human Realm. If not for the recruitments, I’d have gone into seclusion for a breakthrough. Truthfully, more than a hundred years ago, I never dreamt I’d reach such achievements.”

“Indeed~ At our age, if not for Patriarch Shouzhe’s foresight, leading our family to prosperity, we’d likely have been long buried by now~”

Wang Yong was only slightly younger than Wang Zhong, having followed Wang Shouzhe around during those times.

It can be said they were firsthand witnesses to how the Wang Family grew from a Ninth-Grade Noble Family to its current status, even personally participating in many events.

However, as the Wang Family’s industries grew, requiring stations at various locations, these established household generals were naturally placed in different locales, reducing their chances of meeting.

Thus, the old brothers, having a rare chance to meet, felt filled with emotions.

As they conversed, other established household generals noticed the duo and approached with their juniors to greet them.

“Wu, Little An, Little Qiang, you’re here too.”

Wang Zhong greeted them one by one, warmly chatting.

Back when Wang Shouzhe inherited the role of patriarch, the Wang Family’s numbers were sparse, and adult household generals numbered only nine. Wang Wu, Wang An, and Wang Qiang had followed Wang Shouzhe since those times, with Wang Qiang being one of the few female household generals.

Later, three of the original nine passed away due to age, leaving only six living. Apart from Wang Mei, who had no descendants, all of the remaining five were now present.