Chapter 90 Don't Hit Someone in the Face
Planet 7, one of the largest medicinal herb-growing planets in the interstellar universe, is very welcoming to therapists, who receive special treatment compared to other ordinary visitors. For example, when Wen Le and his companions arrived at the port of Planet 7, the dock staff saw the healer badge on Wen Le's chest and scanned it with a special instrument. After confirming his identity, they immediately had a robot assistant lead Wen Le to the green channel entrance.
Not only did Wen Le not have to queue up for security checks like other tourists, but because of his status as a three-star therapist, the port even specially arranged a three-wheeled solar-powered vehicle to take him to a hotel that specializes in receiving therapists.
Planet No. 7 is an evening primrose planting base, and the environmental control of the entire planet is almost strict. In order to protect the environment, even hovercrafts are not allowed to enter here. The energy that can be used is natural energy such as solar energy or wind energy, so solar-powered vehicles have become the most commonly used means of transportation here.
Because the pace of life here is slower, locals aren't in a rush, and the speed of solar-powered scooters is just right for them. Wen Le even saw many pedestrians riding two-wheeled mini solar-powered scooters leisurely, with a sense of leisure and ease. Unlike those scooters back on Earth, who wished they could give them wings and fly, especially during rush hour, they treated red lights like decorations, driving as fast as they could without stopping.
At that time, most of the pedestrians looked hurried, and it was rare for them to be so leisurely.
As a former member of the small electric vehicle army, Wen Le envied the locals' leisurely lifestyle. He even planned to set up a small plot of land here to grow herbs after retirement, although retirement was still a long way off.
When Wen Le and his friends arrived at the hotel, their personal butler was already waiting. He introduced himself to Wen Le, telling him his name was Ma Yang and that he would be responsible for all of Wen Le and Jin Cancan's personal affairs. This included Wen Le's food, clothing, housing, and transportation on Planet 7, as well as the purchase of medicinal herbs. Wen Le could also make other personal requests, and he would do his best to fulfill them as long as they were within reasonable limits.
Wen Le once again felt the convenience brought by the special level.
Look, he is only a three-star therapist now, but he is treated like a star wherever he goes. I am afraid that when his level is higher in the future, he will enjoy more benefits.
Wen Le stayed in a suite specially prepared for him by the hotel. This floor had only three doors from beginning to end, so if it were full, it could only accommodate three groups of people. The top floor boasted a garden with a mezzanine, an outdoor swimming pool, and other amenities. The garden was located in the same area as the suite, separated from the other. Wen Le only needed to take the dedicated elevator from inside the suite to go up, which was very convenient.
If guests enjoy a lively atmosphere, they can host a party there, and the hotel will even help prepare everything. Ma Yang even mentioned that these were just the basic amenities, and added that if guests aren't comfortable living here, they should let him know, and the hotel will improve the living environment to suit their needs.
What this means is that even if Wen Le wants to build an airplane runway on the top floor, it is no problem. As long as he asks for it, the hotel will definitely do it.
Wen Le: “…”
It turned out that poverty limited his imagination, and he could actually do such a smooth operation.
And seeing Ma Yang's expression as casual as he was when he said this, Wen Le, a country bumpkin who had never seen the world, suddenly felt a little uneasy, thinking his heart was about to give out. "Brother, that's an airstrip, not a rubber track for running. Could you please not be so nonchalant?"
If it weren't for the wrong occasion, Wen Le would have wanted to cover his chest with his hands.
Arriving at Wen Le's room, Ma Yang first helped Wen Le disinfect the room thoroughly, and even disinfected the bedding and bathroom twice. After doing all this, he asked him before leaving if he needed anything else, and he could notify the hotel to come and take care of it now.
Wen Le thought this was fine. After all, it wasn't his own home, so he could just stay there casually. Besides, the hotel's decoration was much more luxurious than the student dormitory. What else could he be dissatisfied with?
So he waved his hand: "No, let's leave it at that." After thinking for a while, he added, "By the way, I may have to make some potions in the next few days and it will be inconvenient for me to go out. If anyone outside comes to see me, please try to turn them down." The implication was that he didn't want to be disturbed these days and let the hotel take care of it.
Wen Le was a three-star healer. He'd just left the harbor so loudly, so someone would have probably gotten wind of it by now. Maybe someone would come knocking on his door to try to build a relationship with him. Having a good relationship with a healer was always beneficial.
Ma Yang obviously thought of what Wen Le could think of. He assured Wen Le, "Please rest assured, sir. Our hotel's security is very good and we won't let you be disturbed."
Their hotel is affiliated with the Therapist Association and is one of the association's side businesses. The purpose of running a hotel here is to facilitate the accommodation and transportation of therapists, so as Ma Yang said, the hotel's security is very good and the privacy of guests is also protected very well.
While everyone knows that therapists stay at this hotel, outsiders are not allowed in without a therapist's personal invitation. There have been attempts to sneak in before, but they've always failed. This shows that the hotel is doing a good job in this regard.
With his worries resolved, Wen Le settled into the hotel to make potions with peace of mind. Ma Yang took care of everything else, which was incredibly convenient. As for Jin Cancan, Wen Le didn't waste any time and immediately signed him up for a cram school on Star Online. "Think you can skip studying during winter break? Don't dream! You're the last on the test and still want to have fun? You wish!"
After learning about this, Big Cat protested to Wen Le: "The Ministry of Education has already announced that students are not allowed to take extra classes during holidays. If you dare to sign me up for a cram school... I will report that cram school to the Ministry of Education's official website!" He didn't dare to do anything to the owner, but he could report the cram school.
Big Cat thought he was so smart.
Would Wen Le be afraid of such a threat?
"If you dare to complain, I will make you eat vegetarian food for the whole holiday." As he said this, he glanced at the big cat lying on the sofa. It was so fat that it could hardly lie down and could only lie on its side. Eating vegetarian food would help him lose weight.
Upon hearing about the vegetarian diet, Jin Cancan lost his composure, his furry ears perking up. "You're threatening me? You're being authoritarian! You're being unreasonable!" Who needs extra classes during winter break? Chinese New Year is almost here. Are they planning to keep him from enjoying himself for years to come?
Wen Le said indifferently: "A poor student still wants human rights? You wish! I told you that when you can rank 15th in the exam, you won't have to take extra classes. If you don't want to take extra classes, just rank 15th in the next exam, and I promise not to let you take extra classes." There are only 30 people in a class, but he still ranked last in the exam, and he only scored more than 20 points in math. He still has the nerve to say that he doesn't want extra classes. He is so shameless.
Thinking of this, Wen Le simply enrolled Jin Cancan in a special class. The most prominent feature of this tutoring class is its strict management, so the grades of students graduating from there will be much higher than before.
Wen Le was worried that Da Miao would have problems like dyslexia, so he spent a lot of money to take him for a check-up. The results told him that there was nothing wrong with the kid, and his basic score in text reading comprehension was as high as 80 points, with a full score of 100. Even the doctor who examined him couldn't help but praise him, saying that this basic score was very high.
In short, Da Mao not only has no problems but also has a very high initial IQ, with an overall score of over 140 points. However, he ranked last in such an IQ test. It would be strange if Wen Le let him go.
After signing up and paying, Wen Le glanced at the cat, who was lying there grumbling and whining. He felt a little sorry for it, so he specifically wrote in the requirements section that as long as he ranked 15th in the class, it would be fine. This would make the cat feel a little more relaxed. After all, he didn't expect a poor student to suddenly improve and become a top student. As long as he passed the exam and didn't get singled out by the teacher at the parent-teacher conference, it would be fine.
This is all he asks of Big Cat. Wen Le said he is exhausted and worried about raising such a cat.
Jin Cancan hummed and said that Wen Le was as vulgar as those parents who only cared about grades. She also said that authoritative education experts had said that we should not just focus on students' grades, but should discover their strengths in other areas.
Wen Le sneered, "Come on, tell me what your strengths are. Are you better at hands-on work or do you have a richer imagination? The second-to-last student in your class may have poor grades, but he's good at drawing. He might become an art teacher in the future, so at least he can make a living. And the third-to-last student can even make a robot. It's just the simplest household robot, but it's still a robot! What can you do?"
Hearing this, Big Cat shamelessly said, "I can eat, and I can sleep. Look, I've gained weight now. You'll be so proud of me when you take me out. Everyone will praise you for taking good care of me."
Wen Le felt as if the string in his head had snapped with a bang. He rolled up his sleeves and walked towards Da Mao with gritted teeth.
Seeing this, Big Cat knew he couldn't avoid being beaten today, so he skillfully hid his big face under his belly and rolled himself into a ball: "Don't hit people in the face~"
Wen Le: “…”
It was really a dilemma: whether to hit him or not. He was completely driven to lose his temper by this shameless guy.
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