Chapter 476: Airhead? (1/2)
Chapter 476: Airhead?
Translator: EndlessFantasy TranslationEditor: EndlessFantasy Translation
The clock was ticking... so was the number of students enrolling to Instructor Number 25. The number froze for quite a while because of obvious reason - the students at first were reluctant to serve apprenticeship of this clearly impotent, air-headed instructor who got in his position probably by questionable means. But well, it was not like they had many options to begin with.
One could hear the teasing giggles and snickers resounding in the room, which Ye Chong seemed unaffected of. People might have looked down on his capabilities in teaching, but frankly they were very impressed of his high stress resistance. Most new instructors would have sunken under the table, deep into their grief if they were given a barrage of humiliation. This new instructor was rather young yet he was the same calm.
It took literally 15 minutes for Ye Chong's group to fill up completely.
”Alright, folks, we would proceed with the stage. The consortium had assigned staffs to escort all the groups to their respective site. The instructors would then lead all trainees to the training ground. So, the instructors can now meet with their trainees. Should you have any inquiries, please come see me. I hope we would have a fruitful and joyful training here,” Senda sounded relieved. He was apparently feeling uneasy of such atmosphere.
”Follow me,” said one workman hurriedly coming from the other end. He and the other members were on standby for the escorting session.
Ye Chong responded with a nod and quickly followed. Nothing happened at the meeting room affected him actually. He was preoccupied with the unique interface of his new mech. He had been thinking the workarounds of dishing out the most damage, so he was silent the whole time.
”Well, yeah, tsk, you have been looked down,” said Shang, with an inhibited dissatisfaction. Shang was never the humanitarian with a heart of gold, it was rare to hear Shang speaking with such a tone.
”Look... down? I don't care where they placed their eyes?” Ye Chong was not sure what Shang meant since he had never bothered to observe the meeting room.
”Not that. They are seeing nothing in you, not even your strength.”
”Oh...” Ye Chong finally comprehended the new phrase, ”That's good? Why must I have them seeing something in me? I don't want their attention?”
Well, Ye Chong had a point. He would be better off being the unnoticed boy in the group. Shang could not really counter that argument.
”Mhm...” Shang was taking a different approach, ”You are right of what you've said. But they aren't paying much for us to last here you know. We need more money and you know that. At this rate we might be stuck in Gray Valley for good.”
”Right,” nodded Ye Chong, ”You have a point.” Based on the information they had obtained from the virtual world, the consortium had the few exits under their enforcement, the strictest one too. It appeared to be no one could pass through the pathway without permit, not even a space rock, while only those cargos from He Yue could get the certificate of permission. Those merchants owning those cargos did not have an easy time either, as they had to undergo heavy inspections before they could reach the other side of the world. It came to both Mu and Ye Chong's agreement that they were going to stay in Gray Valley for quite some time.
Since they would very likely be stuck for the next few months, the problem proposed by Shang would truly be a problem in no time. Ye Chong was very well-aware how it would be a trapping horror without gold in his pocket.
”They would be determining your pay based on the number of trainees who passed the final examination, and certainly the strength of these trainees too. Well, they are rather generous on that side of the payment.”
”I understand,” said Ye Chong flatly, as he caught the underlying meaning.
When Ye Chong had arrived at the site for Group No. 25, the trainees were already there, whose eyes were mostly, as one had guessed, filled with the disdain as if towards the filthiest dirt on their planet.
”Would you like to have a word? Or proceed with the training directly?” asked the worker.
”To the training ground.” Ye Chong was the decisive kind who held the virtue of ”less talk, more work”.
”Hah!” One voice came from the group, ”With your standards, I'm better off as the teacher. Shameless.”
”Right?”
”Who are you to teach us?” The students were seemingly reluctant to be taught by this air-headed bum from nowhere.
The working man was finding the situation awkward as he never foresaw such dramatic reaction.
Ye Chong stared at the bunch of noisy kids in their early puberty.
”What? Want a piece of me? Hahahaha!” The trainees were laughing as the fiasco intensified.
Ye Chong frowned, he was enraged not because of the humiliations, but the lack of action, time-wasting behavior of these young trainees. He could tolerate everything other than wasting time. He felt the need to take action, in order to cease such ridiculous waste of time.
Ye Chong's step crushed the ground as he vanished.
Xi Qing, who was watching Ye Chong at the dark corner, had his heart raced. He could hear his heart pounding in his ears, he was sweating as heat raided his throat.
Could it be?
His premonition was proven right as soon as he heard that loud cracking sound coming from the loudest guy in the group.
And the fuzzy silhouette of the instructor regained its structure.
Am I seeing things?
Xi Qing rubbed his eyes. His face was cold.