Once the first group was hired and put in charge of finding more staff for the world ship, the number of requests from refugees aboard freight vessels to remain on board skyrocketed. Nearly everyone had taken in some survivors of a destroyed ship during the most recent battles, and the freight vessels were made for a spartan crew of twenty or fewer members. Even taking in a dozen was a major strain on their resources, unless they could be held in a cargo hold, which wouldn't be much of a living if they had arrived with nothing but what was in an escape pod.
That was making it both effortless and incredibly difficult at the same time for the recruitment team. They didn't want to turn away anyone, but not all the people who wanted on board had skills.
"Are we accepting refugees and secondary personnel, or just the thousand that we are hiring, Commander?" One of the Giants asked Max, holding a clipboard in his hand.