69 Third Year 2 (1/2)
He looked around the room. The room layout of this building was similar to the second year dorms. However, this place was much more spacious, and each dorm room had a personal bathroom. They even included a space where one could store any personal items in the far corner.
”So this will be my room.”
Han had never been able to use such a huge room all by himself. He could move his body in all directions without bumping into something.
”There should be about fifty reserves. The last time he visited, he noticed there had been about ten to twenty residential buildings. If each building had about two or three third year students, then there should be about fifty reserve soldiers in total.
”Only fifty?”
Project Ark had been founded for over six years now. The total amount of psykers that they managed to train was only about fifty.
I originally thought that there were only a small number of third years present the last time I visited, but I never knew that the actual number would be so little.
”And amongst the few chosen, I was selected.”
Han realized that the higher ups transferred him with all seriousness. Han understood his own strength the best.
'They've transferred me up although my psychic skills were lacking, this means they are betting on the potential of all my other strengths.'
Han understood what he needed to do now was produce results for Ark. He had been collecting small clues since the beginning to try and understand this place better.
His observation skills didn't miss the smallest details and processed them to focus on the most important aspects. There were many different types of geniuses, and Han was considered one of them.
He had no unique skills, and was a mere C+ Rank. If he was lucky, they would have given him a B- Rank. There had never been a youth of Ark that was transferred up into third year with such low psychic ranking. Han was the first.
'I must prove myself here, once again.'
He had a flexible, unique way of thinking. It was important to gather as much data and information in new and unfamiliar places. If he didn't do so, he wouldn't have been able to survive all this time.
Ttssssk.
The automatic door to Han's dorm room opened. A familiar skull masked fellow stood at the door. Silence stood while dressed in a completely black casual training uniform. He took out an electronic note from his back pocket.
-Hello, rookie.
Han laughed for the first time since he transferred up into third year. He looked toward Silence.
”Long time no see, Silence.”
-Follow me, breakfast.
Silence communicated with short phrases.
The morning alarm rang all over Ark. People exited their dorm rooms one by one. The residents of this place didn't bother assembling or lining up, but instead walked around casually. Second years always moved as one, in squads. It was rare that anyone would move around by themselves.
”Hey Silence! Good morning.”
”Is that the new transfer?”
”I bet you didn't know because you've been dispatched all this time, huh? That asian boy is the new super rookie.”
”That so?”
The third years who discovered Silence and Han, said. Silence only returned short responses.
It was not possible for Silence to answer each and every one of their greetings with his electronic notebook.
The new transfer student was the object of focus wherever they went. Everyone they passed said a thing or two.
– Just take as you please for breakfast.
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Han was surprised at the splendor of the breakfast buffet. The table was ten meters long with all sorts of dishes.
There were many dishes that he never saw in his life. The menu here was vastly different compared to the second years who were kept on a very strict diet.
-Ark has a global population. The menu was created with everyone's personal taste in mind. Are you Chinese? We have Chinese food as well.
”No, I'm Korean.”
-I see, I thought you were Chinese or Japanese. I'm not too good at differentiating orientals. I'm not sure if we have Korean food. Don't you all eat rice anyway?
Silence ate with one hand and wrote with the other.
Different to his image, he plated only sweets for breakfast. He spread honey butter onto a freshly toasted slice of bread.
He enjoyed a highly concentrated cocoa drink with a slice of cake for breakfast.
”I don't particularly miss Korean food. I rarely had a chance to enjoy the food at all. Aren't you eating too many sweets?”
Upon Han's words, Silence flinched and quickly moved his hands to fill his plate.
-Psykers need to maintain high levels of blood sugar since we easily overuse our brain power! We require more energy.
”… Does that have any sort of actual numerical proof?”
This was the first time Han had heard of such a thing. If this was true, there was no way the drill instructors would be so stringent on the consumption of sugary snacks.
-Probably….
Silence wrote without confidence.
”…Yeah.”
Han didn't continue to pester him and stood up. He chose some food from the buffet table. There was rice and various other side dishes. After eating flour-based foods for so long, eating rice felt like a breath of fresh air. He got himself a pair of chopsticks from the corner and prepared himself an east asian breakfast.
-You know how to use chopsticks.
”Huh? Well, yeah.”
-Chopsticks are mysteries of the east. I heard they could even catch a fly with it.