Chapter 466: Undesired Side Effects (2/2)

If the Research Consortium's own guards were here, they would surely have chased out this young man. Anyone who could join the Research Consortium would be talented, capable, and vain. These days, as the power of the Consortium expanded in Gray Valley, they became even more conceited.

There were many within the Consortium who were against the recruitment this time. However, since demands from the frontlines were urgent, they had to lower their standards and hire close range combatants in large numbers. They had so few close range combatants that it was hard to even allocate some of them as instructors. Hence, right now they needed to hire a group of instructors to train new mech pilots, as preparation for the war at hand.

It was generally believed by the Research Consortium and the Alliance higher-ups that the war would continue on in the near future, and this belief continued to strengthen day by day. It was because of this that the Research Consortium decided to organize close range combat training. Gray Valley did not lack talents, but, just like most other places, long range mech pilots were more prevalent. Fortunately, most of the locals here have good fundamentals. Almost anyone can become qualified as combatants with the right training. Since close range mech pilots who fought at the frontlines were precious manpower that each force and organization would prefer to keep to themselves, it would be almost impossible to ask for them to become instructors.

Hence, the current hiring round was established.

The staff decided that although they could not outright throw the young man out of the room, there were other ways to teach the arrogant man a lesson.

Ye Chong never imagined that he had unwittingly offended all the hiring staff.

Even if he knew, however, he had better things to worry about. His situation was dire. As he had no experience in his kind of training, it had obviously overwhelmed him. This caused a series of undesirable side effects.

Ye Chong found to his despair that he could not quite focus his thoughts. It was like having worms crawling around inside his head. Even with his eyes closed, he could not rest. It was torturing, not being able to rest despite being so very tired.

If anyone were to attack him right now, Ye Chong was not sure if he could avoid it.

”Who'd have imagined that this training in disguise has such annoying side effects?” Ye Chong thought to himself bitterly. It was fortunate that Shang was with him, or he would have been entirely defenseless.

With his distracted eyes and rigid facial muscles, Ye Chong looked like a century-old zombie. Everyone who walked passed him looked at him with disdain.

”Number 231! Number 231! Please report immediately to the combat zone for your test!” A hiring staff yelled loudly.

Shang spoke up, ”Ye, it's your turn.”

”Oh,” Ye Chong replied weakly, and stood up with shaky legs.

The hiring staff yelled again, ”Number 231? Where are you?”

”Here, ” a tired voice replied from a corner of the room.

Sweep! Everyone in the room turned to look at the source of the voice. It came from a lazy, weary looking young man half slumped against the wall, with his right hand lifted up shakily.

”Bravo, Ye, bravo!” Shang sounded most excited. ”You're now definitely qualified to be the Most Depressed Youngster of the Year!”

Most depressed youngster? What kind of d*mned award was that? Ye Chong did not even have the mood to laugh mockingly to himself. He mind drew a blank. Everything he saw looked like an illusion. The effects of overusing his brain were dead serious!

No matter the time and place, Ye Chong's aura of intensity was hard to disguise, but now he looked like an entirely different person.

Shang was positively exhilarated. ”Ye, your disguise now is superb! Tsk tsk, I didn't expect you to learn so quickly. Changing your whole aura is the hardest trick! Hehe, Ye, if some beauty happened to see you now, she'd fall head over heels for you …”

Ye Chong decided not to reply to Shang. Even keeping his eyes open was a chore right now.

The people around him were giving him glances that spelled condescension, disdain, confusion …

”What're you standing there for? Hurry up!” The hiring staff looked annoyed.

Ye Chong felt like he was walking in a daydream. The people around him shook like apparitions. Every step felt like a walk on clouds, as though he could stumble at any time.

To the rest of the people, this obvious depressed and tired young man was walking lazily, with his eyes barely open. The rest of the people who came for the interview shook their heads. How can someone like him be here? It was a joke! Combat skills were necessary for every close range combat mech pilot. Hence, these mech pilots were expected to walk steadily with a focused gaze. This young man was obviously not fit for the task.

The rest of the interviewees looked insulted. To them, the presence of this young man was a humiliation to them all!

The distance from his corner to the combat test arena was only a mere 50 meters, but Ye Chong thought it felt like a mile away.

Phew, finally there! Ye Chong never expected to be weakened to this extent. Just 50 meters had cost him dearly. In fact, Ye Chong could hardly think clearly right now. Had he been more sensible, he would have given up on the job.

Ye Chong stood rigidly in the test arena with his mind blank.