Although the Mu family is not considered the top family in the Sui Dynasty, it is also among the first-class. The aristocratic families have the foundation of aristocratic families. For example, in terms of children's education, the aristocratic families are very distinctive.

Only girls from aristocratic families can be considered real ladies.

The foundation of hundreds of years, the temperament that has been cultivated through poetry and books, is far beyond ordinary comparison.

As the monopoly class in the second world, aristocratic families such as the Mu family have lasted for hundreds of years, and have chosen the best to marry each other from generation to generation. The handsome men and the beautiful women of their descendants, and the unique temperament of the aristocratic families are definitely top-notch.

The emperor's talent show may be difficult for others. But for the girls of aristocratic families, it can be considered a match.

You must be elegant and elegant, culturally and have a good face, and have a good figure. This is the girl from a noble family.

Muque witnessed the prosperity of the Daxia Empire with his own eyes. He knew that the one who ruled this world in the end must be Daxia, and there is no doubt about it.

But this world and Daxia are eventually separated from each other. Although he was the first to the powerful people in Daxia, what is the powerful people in this world in Daxia?

I always feel that it's not very safe.

The opportunity is here now.

As long as the Mu family daughter can be sent to the imperial palace, all worries and problems will no longer be a problem.

After discussing with Mu Yu for a while, the charter was quickly decided.

"All the girls of the Mu family of age must participate in the talent show, whether it is the main meridian or the side branch. Choosing one is a joyful congratulation. Choosing two is a smoke from the ancestral tomb. If there are three or five, it is God's pity." Mu Que said: "You should do this for the second brother, and you must not have any gaps."

Mu Yu excitedly said, "Brother, don't worry."

Like the Mu family, the other two aristocratic families in Yangnan Prefecture have also been mobilized. Those who are of the right age and have outstanding appearance, figure and temperament must choose one.

Not only aristocratic families, but also inferior tyrants and wealthy merchants, they also have the same idea. Even the people are the same.

The powerful and the rich businessman invited old ladies who understand etiquette and cultivate temperament to make sudden improvements. As for the people, they mostly do not have that kind of consciousness and do their best to do their best to be destined.

The emperor's draft is not just the second realm. The first realm is also within the scope.

It's just the situation in the first realm, which is different from the second realm.

Wang Yisheng received the Ministry of Rites from the Central Soul Yuanling, and couldn't help but say, "Your Majesty's selection is a major event in the empire. However, the situation in this world is probably inconvenient."

It is inconvenient to say that it is too inconvenient. First, it is because of the disasters in this world that are destroyed, and there are not many survivors. Second, there are basic conditions for talent shows, that is purity. In the first world, you must find a few pure ones, and you may have to look for them from underage girls.

However, minors are still rare.

"You have to do the things you have to do well in the official documents of the Ministry of Rites." Wang Yisheng shook his head: "You can't get a lot of money from Lao Zhu. I, Wang Yisheng, have nothing here. Where can I put this face?"

The soldiers at left and right smiled bitterly and said, "The general is right. However, this matter is really difficult. Although the population of the stronghold has exceeded 100,000, most of them are unclean. How can they be qualified to participate in the talent show? Then they find out a few who are basic qualifications. This is difficult to look for in appearance and temperament."

Another soldier suddenly said, "It's not necessarily impossible."

"Oh?" Wang Yisheng hurriedly said, "Let's hear it?"

Shishi Ka said: "There is indeed no base, but other bases may not be there."

Wang Yisheng slapped his forehead: "I have ignored it."

He paused and thoughtfully said: "People in this world are suspicious and curious about the empire. This is an opportunity for them. They must 'do their best'..."

The first soldier said, "I'm afraid it's not good to do so. Send someone with a treacherous heart to the imperial palace..."

Wang Yisheng laughed: "The heart is strange? Otherwise, otherwise. Once you enter the imperial palace, don't say that the heart is strange. If you have the ability to reach heaven, what kind of waves can you make? You can't say that you can let go of all your thoughts once you enter the imperial palace."

He also said: "What's more, if you enter the imperial palace, you will have the opportunity to return to this world unless you are lucky enough to be the emperor. After three years, the empire has already taken this world, and it is too late."

Then he stood up and said, "Send this talent show to major bases in this world as official documents."

Seeing that Wang Yisheng had made a decision, the soldiers on both sides said in unison: "Here."

China, Beijing Survivor Base, Underground Research Institute.

In the closed, dust-free, extremely high-end research room, researchers wearing big white coats are coming and going.

Jiang Yue was taking a middle-aged officer to observe the research of the laboratory inside the wall through the glass wall.

A broken evil gun was placed on the table, and various research tools were put together. Scanning and analyzing, and making a lot of fun.

"Or there is no result?"

The middle-aged officer looked at it for a while and asked frowned.

Jiang Yue looked cold: "No. There is nothing but guess."

"guess?"

"This so-called evil-breaking gun is integrated, and it seems to be forged and cast directly with a mold, and cannot be disassembled. Its material is extremely special, with a hardness far exceeding any natural and unnatural material we know, and its strength is far higher than any natural and unnatural material. The unit mass is even lighter than titanium alloy. It also has the characteristics of resisting and even absorbing energy attacks. Whether it is high-temperature burning or laser cutting, it cannot be destroyed under a certain limit."

"A certain limit?" asked the middle-aged officer.

"The temperature is below 100,000 degrees, and the laser intensity of ten times 1,022 watts per square centimeter cannot damage its material."

"When the laser intensity is ten times 1,022 watts per square centimeter, the high temperature generated will exceed 100,000 degrees."

"So I said that this material can effectively resist and even absorb energy - the laser is close to pure energy, and will be absorbed a large part of it after touching it. On the contrary, the high temperature generated by slow heating will react more than 100,000 degrees."

Jiang Yue said, and said, "The evil-breaking gun has no magazine and does not need to be installed. It fires an energy-like bullet that we cannot analyze and detect. According to the speculation of Dr. Ma, the head of the group, the foundation of the evil-breaking gun is its three-dimensional and complex cloud pattern that is densely covered with the inside and outside of the material. This is another technology that is completely different from our technology."

"Then..." said the middle-aged officer: "That is to say, it cannot be parsed for at least a short time?"

"Yes." Jiang Yue's eyes were a little dim.

The middle-aged officer sighed slightly: "Don't be burdened. After all, it is another technology different from us. We have no idea about it."

Then he said, "Although the number of evil-breaking guns is small, their purpose is still very large. The Pure Worlds who have hit the base these days, and the Reapers, have been easily eliminated."

Jiang Yue shook her head: "If we could have one thousand, ten thousand, and one hundred thousand million, we could recover the lost land..."

The middle-aged officer sighed: "You know, this is not that easy. Even if we have this technology to mass produce, the one behind the destruction may be useless. If we cannot defeat Him, no matter how much we lose land we have, it will be useless."
Chapter completed!