Zou Zhaoxing left with the list.

A few days later, after careful consideration, the list of seventy-two missionaries was selected.

Zhang Heng took the list and called everyone into the secret room. Looking at these uncles who were either familiar or unfamiliar, he said: "You are all my uncles, or even uncles. I shouldn't say harsh words."

"But what follows is related to our development plan for Maoshan in the next ten years, so we must pay attention to it."

"I speak to you as acting head teacher. If it comes out of my mouth and reaches the ears of everyone, anyone who dares to let outsiders know about it will be killed by five thunders!"

"Follow the decree of the Master!"

Everyone looked serious and bowed down one after another.

Zhang Heng nodded silently and waved, and Zou Zhaoxing and Xiaoyue came up with a tray. There were seventy-two yellow headbands on the tray, with the word "Mao" written in the middle of the headbands.

"I hope that in the name of practicing medicine, you will go to the major counties and villages in Huangtu Realm."

"Practice medicine during the day, lurk at night, keep a low profile, preach secretly, bypass the big city where the ghost king is sitting, and establish the Maoshan diocese by surrounding the city with counties and villages."

"To maintain confidentiality, I hired a special training instructor from the British Military Intelligence Department at a high price."

"He will teach you how to better hide yourself, build trust and avoid danger."

Zhang Heng looked around, bowed and said: "Maoshan's great cause, the rise and fall of the Huangtu community, is now in our hands. I hope all of you, uncles, will not neglect it."

Everyone made the Maoshan seal with their hands: "Respect the law and decree!"
Chapter completed!