Shangqing nodded: "In this way, even if the transmigrators cause chaos, there will be people like me to suppress them."
Xia Jiawen stood up, patted the dust off his white coat, thought for a moment with his eyes downcast, and said with a smile:
"I've already thought of a name for you all."
"——[Eligibles]."
"It means, 'those suitable for implanting special talismans.' However, these special talismans are still too scarce. The initial plan is to have them implanted in the Principal, to serve as a distinguishing mark between the Principal and ordinary people."
Shangqing again touched his chest, listening to the steady heartbeat. He glanced at the Old Gods reading off names outside the window and smiled slightly.
"Good name."
...
[Humanity has no ability to resist in the face of anomalies, but humanity has not gone extinct because there exists a type of person called "Eligibles."]
