Chapter 75 Recruitment and Fame
Wen Le's current level was too low to learn those prescriptions. He could easily exchange low-level prescriptions for points, so there was no need to waste system energy. He figured it would be more cost-effective to exchange points for those prescriptions. So, Wen Le planned to use the system to exchange for more advanced prescriptions, such as those available only to three-star healers. These were incredibly difficult to obtain even with points, and even if they were, they were exorbitantly expensive.
The prescription wasn't available for the time being, and Wen Le couldn't let the opportunity go to waste, so he let the system use its permissions to open the virtual classroom. He was actually quite curious about what the system would teach him.
As a therapist, Wen Le was a latecomer. He had no specialized training or dedicated guidance from a professional master. The only system he knew about these things was someone else's, and his teaching was haphazard, with bits and pieces that came to mind. Or, he'd be taught a little more about what he needed, but there was no systematic approach.
After class that day, Wen Le didn't even go to the clinic, jogging all the way back to the dormitory. He entered his room, not even changing out of his school uniform, and excitedly lay down on his bed. The system's virtual classroom opened, and he entered it for the first time today.
Entering the virtual classroom, the virtual teacher was a fully grown winged tiger, all white except for the golden "king" on its forehead. Standing at least two meters tall, it was already comparable in size to a bear. Its wings shone with a metallic sheen, seemingly crafted from metal rather than grown naturally.
Wen Le, a country boy who had never seen the world, opened his mouth wide at once. He imagined that Jin Cancan would grow up to this size when he became an adult. It would be so prestigious to take him out.
Just thinking about that scene made Wen Le feel incredibly beautiful, but he could only think about it privately. He didn't have the courage to actually walk Jin Cancan like a pet. Furthermore, the big cat would return when it reached adulthood, so it was uncertain whether they would ever see each other again.
Suppressing all the thoughts in his mind, Wen Le sat upright on the stool opposite Teacher Hu as the system had told him in advance. Although this teacher was virtual, the system said that if he was disrespectful to the teacher and made the teacher unhappy, he would not be able to open the virtual classroom next time, because the teacher did not want to teach him the authority to close the classroom.
This rule was probably meant to discipline the Winged Tiger Tribe's little bullies, fearing they wouldn't learn. As for Wen Le, he wouldn't be so foolish as to ignore a teacher, even if it was just a virtual one. He cherished the opportunity to learn.
After Wen Le sat down on the stool, Teacher Hu glanced at him, cleared his throat, and began his lecture. Unexpectedly, the first lesson wasn't about teaching Wen Le how to identify herbs or how to cultivate his spiritual energy, but rather a set of exercises. Teacher Hu deliberately used his own body to teach the exercises, fearing that Wen Le wouldn't be able to learn.
As Teacher Hu says, a healthy body is the greatest asset. If a therapist is sick themselves, how can they treat others? Treating others when they can't even cure their own illnesses is a joke, isn't it?
Moreover, every time a healer gains a level of spiritual power, they also gain a level. This is like a river. It is not enough to have water, but also a river channel that can accommodate this water. If the river channel is not wide enough, the excess water will sooner or later flow away, or simply overflow and cause a flood.
A person's meridians are like river courses, and their spiritual power is like the water. If one has too much spiritual power but the meridians aren't wide enough to contain it, over time, the person could die from the stress. This isn't a joke; many psychics have died this way. Even a rookie like Wen Le knows this is the most painful way to die, and yet, there's no cure, only a painful death. Thinking of that scene, Wen Le's face turned pale with fear.
After Mr. Tiger taught Wen Le the set of moves, he dismissed the class, saying he would teach a new lesson once Wen Le had mastered the set. Then, with a wave of his large paw, he sent Wen Le out of the virtual classroom.
Wen Le didn't dare to say anything about this. Even the system accepted it like a quail. Wen Le was a little puzzled by this. Logically, everything within the system should be decided by the system. Why was it so afraid of Teacher Hu?
The system explained that it was still in its internship period and, aside from the mall, many permissions weren't available. It had to follow along during Wen Le's classes, but as the main system, it didn't need to be visible. As for the rest, it didn't explain. Wen Le knew asking wouldn't be helpful; the system wouldn't tell him, so he didn't ask.
Wen Le crouched at the foot of the bed, glancing at Jin Cancan. Seeing that he was still asleep, showing no sign of waking, he sighed. He felt a mixture of emotions. On the one hand, he hoped it would succeed quickly, but on the other, he hoped it would slow down so he could learn more from the system. He was also worried about it, fearing that its failure to transform would be a blow to it.
No matter how entangled you are, you still have to live your life as usual.
Wen Le has been busier since the system opened the virtual classroom. In order to master the movements taught by Teacher Hu more quickly, Wen Le has to practice once every morning, noon and evening. Although these movements look simple, they are extremely difficult to practice. He sweats every time he finishes a set of movements.
Wen Le asked the system and after getting the system's permission, he taught this set of movements to Xu Dongdong and the others and asked them to practice with him. After the initial novelty wore off, the little fat boy was so tired that he cried and screamed and lay there slacking off. Even after being beaten by Lily like a drum, he still persisted with a sad face.
Not to mention, just this set of movements made the fat boy lose a lot of weight, his three chins turned into double chins, and his squinting eyes that were too fat to open became a lot bigger, but at least he could open them.
Wen Le patted his fat belly and encouraged him, "The results are pretty good. Keep up the good work."
Xu Dongdong replied with a crying expression.
Is it easy for him to maintain this little bit of fat? Why does everyone want to covet this fat of his?
Wen Le now has to attend classes and practice the exercises taught by Teacher Hu, so he simply doesn't have the time to stay in the clinic. And the clinic is always busy. Although there aren't patients every day, who knows if there will be patients when the clinic is closed? He can't always turn patients away.
Wen Le simply went to the school to submit a recruitment application. The requirements were simple: a basic professional background and some patience would be enough.
Although Shaohua College is a prestigious institution, not all graduates find jobs. Those who haven't found work leave a file at the school, and once a suitable job becomes available, they'll be notified for an interview. Employers do the same thing: they first register with the school, stating their available conditions and benefits, and then their employee requirements. After verification by the school, they select suitable graduates and notify them for interviews. This saves both employers and students, as students don't have to run around submitting resumes themselves, as they did on Earth.
Wen Le's offer was neither high nor low: 5,000 credits a month, housing allowance, and commissions later in life. At first glance, compared to companies offering salaries in the tens of thousands, Wen Le's offer was pitifully low. This salary would be enough to live comfortably on other remote planets, but on a planet like Pentagram, it was barely enough to support oneself, and anything more than that was out of the question.
But things can't be judged by appearances alone. If a regular clinic offered such a low salary, no one would go. But Wen Le was different. He was a two-star therapist, and his clinic was no ordinary one. Forgetting to mention anything else, simply building a good relationship with a therapist like Wen Le would yield endless benefits. Furthermore, the patients who came to Wen Le for treatment were not ordinary, so getting to know just one or two of them was a huge bargain.
What's more, this is only temporary. Didn't Wen Le write in the recruitment conditions that there will be commissions in the future?
Looking around, which of those therapists' assistants is not making a lot of money?
So, as soon as Wen Le's job posting was posted on campus, a wave of activity spread. Many people scrambled for the spot, even those already employed secretly coming in for interviews. They were probably planning to switch jobs if they were successful. These people were drawn to Wen Le as a therapist, not the salary. Honestly, they didn't care about the salary.
Wen Le was completely unaware of all this. He was worried that the offer was too low and no one would come for the interview, which would be embarrassing. However, he didn't want to offer a higher salary. He just wanted someone to look after the clinic and see patients when they came. No one could do their own work, as long as they didn't leave the clinic.
He definitely wouldn't want to be paid too high a salary for such an easy job. He's not a sucker who has money but can't spend it.
The result was beyond Wen Le's expectations.
On the day of the interview, a group of people came to Wen Le’s small clinic, and the line was so long that there was still room after turning two corners.
Wen Le's eyes twitched as he looked at the huge crowd. Forgive him for being inexperienced and frightened. He had indeed been to the job market with others before, but this was his first time at a job fair. He hadn't expected these people to be so respectful.
Wen Le whispered to Xu Dongdong beside him, "Is it so hard to find a job these days? I offer such a low salary but so many people apply for it." After saying that, he sighed. It turns out that life is never easy. Even in the future interstellar era, it will be so difficult to find a job.
Xu Dongdong couldn't help but roll his eyes when he heard this and asked Wen Le, "Do you know what your current status is? What kind of patients does your clinic serve?"
He saw it more clearly than Wen Le: these people weren't here for the job; they were attracted by Wen Le's status as a two-star therapist. More realistically, the status of the patients Wen Le would see would only get higher and higher. Even if Wen Le didn't value them, making friends with them would be enough to recoup his investment.
Wen Le shut up at the question, apparently realizing it. He'd previously had no sense of being a therapist, believing it made him all the difference. Aside from making a living selling potions, he hadn't felt any difference. Only after this recruitment opportunity did he truly appreciate the tangible difference in his status.
Now that he understood the market, he couldn't just fool around like before, thinking he'd just hire someone to run the clinic. He needed to screen talent with the same level of difficulty as the national exam. Besides, Wen Le wasn't going to stop there; he had more room for growth. He might as well choose a capable assistant now and train him so he could handle some of his tasks later.
Talent and character are both essential! As for salary, of course there will be no increase!
Wen Le said that it was a happy decision.
As the heir who was taught by her father since childhood, Li Zhenzhen has her own way of selecting talents, so Wen Le gave the interview job to her.
Li Zhenzhen, delighted by the opportunity to practice, took on this "important task," happily applying the 108 character recognition techniques her father had taught her to these applicants, leaving them in a state of distress. She had initially assumed it was just a few kids, but the person with this in mind had already made it past halfway through the first round, scaring the remaining candidates into a state of intense concentration.
Then a post complaining about recruitment on Starnet made headlines: "A look at the weird interviews I've experienced over the years."
In the post, the poster complained about a recent job interview with several young people. The questions they asked were all sorts of weird, but none of them were relevant to the job. At least, the poster couldn't find any connection between the questions and the job content.
The poster then recounted several personal experiences, finally writing in a state of despair: The third round involved having us sit for half an hour holding a piece of rotten meat. We were allowed to wear gloves, but it was truly disgusting! And it smelled incredibly bad! I couldn't hold it in for three minutes, so I threw up and was rejected...
Then there is a row of crying emojis, which shows how devastated the poster was when he wrote this post.
There was a row of "hahahaha" comments under the post. Some people even successfully unlocked the code based on some clues provided by the poster, and revealed the poster's identity in one sentence: the poster must be an interviewer of that clinic. As far as I know, that clinic is the only one that asks this kind of question when recruiting.
As soon as there was one person who exposed the interview, there was a second one. Soon this post became a real-time broadcast post. Many interviewees who were either rejected or successfully advanced came here to leave messages and broadcast the "battle situation".
As more and more bizarre things happened during the interview, more and more people started to read it, and the post became popular. Thus, Wen Le and his small clinic became famous in the interstellar world again.
Unexpectedly, instead of joining in the complaints, everyone gave Wen Le'an the title of the most inspirational young man in history. This also led to a larger recruitment team for the small clinic, which was something no one had expected.
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