Chapter 103
In the following days, the two gathering places on Tianyun Star seemed to be no different from usual, but the changes in secret were very big.
Let’s first talk about gathering place No. 1, which was selected by Qi Heng as the pilot area.
Sano used to spend his days slacking off in Base No. 1. However, after being recruited as a peripheral member of the "Gray Mist", his happy days of slacking off were completely said goodbye to him.
In order to complete the task assigned by the 'doctor', Sano worked hard and showed an enthusiasm that he did not even have when he took the civil service exam.
There was no other way. After all, if he failed to pass the civil service exam, he would have no job. But if he failed to complete the task assigned by the "doctor", Sano would have to consider how long he could keep his head on his neck.
Fortunately, the Doctor didn't really intend to let an outsider like him engage in education, and the plan he gave was very detailed... The details made Sano feel colder the more he read it. Every item in it was in line with the situation in Gathering Area No. 1, and it could be said that it was completely formulated for the Zerg in Gathering Area No. 1.
In order to formulate such a perfect plan, it is necessary to collect a large amount of information and intelligence - it turns out that Gathering Place No. 1 has been infiltrated long ago!
...It's really not unfair that I have done this myself.
Thinking about how he had received the contact code of an incoming aircraft in the base and had rushed out to greet his boss, Sano really wanted to die. He actually welcomed the rebellion into the main control room of the base.
What made him regret it even more was that he almost vomited blood, that he introduced himself to his 'boss' with his back to him without any precautions, and then the moment he turned around, he was knocked unconscious by a knife. He only felt a pain on the back of his neck and then lost all consciousness.
When he woke up again, Sano saw a young man with black hair and black eyes looking down at him and informing him of the good news that he was parasitized.
Then, I, unwilling to believe the evil, tried to resist, but was beaten with two punches and three kicks without my body obeying my will. If the opponent hadn't restrained his strength, those two kicks would have broken my bones.
There is a saying in the interstellar world that has been circulated for some time: If there is no way to resist the suffering imposed by life, then just lie down and enjoy it.
When Sano realized that he was no match for the 'Doctor', he decided to carry out this statement to the end. After all, he really didn't want to die.
He also noticed that the 'doctor' didn't seem to care whether he really surrendered or just pretended to obey. As long as he appeared to be obedient and completed the task assigned to him, the 'doctor' didn't care whether his attitude was respectful or not.
Sano accepted his fate. After thinking it over again, he found that the workload assigned to him by the "doctor" was too heavy and he urgently needed someone to share the burden.
So he set his sights on the one-horned man in the gathering place.
As long as subordinates work more, you can work less. There is nothing wrong with thinking this way.
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Like Gathering Place No. 2, Gathering Place No. 1 is divided into 49 districts, and the one-horned person who serves as the chief of the first district has the greatest power among all the one-horned people.
The chief of District 1 of Gathering Place No. 1 is a one-horned man with his own name. This is a reward for his hard work for the Ikal civilization. After all, most one-horned men do not have names, they only have various numbers assigned to them.
Even though they possess the same intelligence as other intelligent races, they are merely tools in the eyes of the civilizations that purchase them, and tools do not need names.
"How's the publicity going?" Galen asked the one-horned man in front of him.
The one-horned figure with 1-01 on his badge replied, "The loudspeaker propaganda circulating throughout the districts has been very effective. The reports from other districts are all good news... In the past few days, quite a few brave Zerg have asked if it's true. It shouldn't be long before we have enough seats for a full class."
"That's good. We'll try to fill the quota before tomorrow." Garen breathed a sigh of relief. He was really afraid that he would not be able to complete the task assigned by Lord Sano.
Today is the second day since Lord Sano gave me the task. If no one signs up, I will be in trouble.
If you fail to complete the task assigned by Lord Sano, you will offend Lord Sano... Lord Sano can remove you from your current position at any time and replace you with a unicorn, so you must be careful to please him.
The hierarchy on Tianyun Star is so unreasonable. As a tool, the unicorn cannot be more important than the noble members of the Ikal civilization. To replace him, Sano only needs to apply and it will be approved.
For this reason, no matter how unreasonable the task assigned by Lord Sano is, Garen will do his best to carry it out!
Unicorn 1-01 was stunned: "Maybe I can't do it tomorrow. Time is too tight."
A full quota for one term means that each district has gathered 100 female insects, and then classes will be held. The teachers will be selected directly from the available unicorns.
There are forty-nine districts, with one hundred Zergs in each district, which adds up to a total of four thousand nine hundred and fifty. It can be said that the number of people is much larger than that in a small class.
The relationship between the Zerg and the One-Horned People was not good. It was difficult to find a hundred of them to attend class at once. Finally, a One-Horned People came up with the idea of recruiting patrol teams from various districts or familiar female Zerg to fill the number.
No matter whether they are willing to learn or not, we must first gather enough people.
"Although we've instructed each district to recruit some familiar Zerg to make up the numbers, we're still short of half..."
Garen frowned and said, "What's the big deal? Let the Zerg get the Zerg they know to sign up. Every time they get one to sign up, they'll get 30 kilograms of blue cassava as a reward."
"Winter is coming and they need food, and this will be much quicker than just waiting for them to come and sign up."
Unicorn 1-01 hesitated for a moment and said, "If that happens, the amount of food allocated to each district won't be enough."
The food rations for the next three months had been distributed a month ago. However, due to the increase in the food exchange rate, the food rations were already a bit tight. The food that was originally enough to last for three months can now only last for one and a half months.
Not only that, the food will be rewarded to the Zerg who have learned to read. If they cannot get it out by then... it will cause a riot and that will be terrible.
"The new crop of blue cassava is in the harvest season, so let's use the new ones first." Galen said without thinking.
"Don't you need to ask Lord Sano for permission?" 1-01 was shocked. Using food reserves without authorization was no small matter.
Garen waved his hand. "Lord Sano said that all matters related to this mission will be handed over to us. He only needs to start teaching within five days."
"We don't have much time left. Stop dawdling and get to work."
"I understand. I will contact the persons in charge of other districts now." 1-01 nodded and turned to leave.
After 1-01 left, Garen went upstairs to report the good news to Lord Sano.
He knew that the lone men in charge of other areas under him were confused after receiving the tasks, and many of them didn't even take them seriously. If he hadn't forced them to do so, it was hard to say how many of them would cooperate.
If it weren't for the confirmation that the message was sent from the base and that the person contacting him was Lord Sano, Garen would have suspected that he had received a fake mission.
Education? Literacy? He could understand the two words together or separately, but when it came to the Tengar Zerg, he really wanted to ask Master Sano at the base if his brain was stuck in a door.
Letting the Tianjia Zerg receive an education is no different from digging a hole and burying oneself. I don’t know what the Ikal civilization wants to do.
Fortunately, the language and writing of the Tianjia Zerg are one of the interstellar common languages. Although it is a little unpopular now, due to various historical reasons, it is still a language used today and is used among the Tianjia Zerg in the Lost Star Zone.
Otherwise, they really don’t know where to find enough “teachers” to teach.
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"Damn it. I don't know what Father Xiong is thinking. He just won't agree to let me sign up." Lin sat on the bed in her room, complaining to the silver-winged butterfly in front of her, whom she named 'Xiao Ba'.
"It's only been two days. If you don't go now, you won't be able to register."
Xiao Ba flapped his metal butterfly wings and suggested: "You can sneak away."
"I want to, but Xiong's father is guarding outside, and he has sealed the windows..." Lin glanced at the window, feeling depressed.
I never expected that the person who stopped me from signing up was Xiong's father. No matter what I said, he just refused to agree and even locked me up.
"I'm looking for an escape plan for you..." Xiao Ba's core was so small. After saying this, he was silent for a long time and suddenly said, "You can trick your father into coming in and then use your mental power to make him faint."
"With your current mental strength, you can definitely do it."
Yesterday morning, Lin successfully used his mental power to dissolve the force that had sealed his brain. After spending some time learning, he was now able to let his mental power leave his body.
"But if we do that, Father Xiong will know about it." Lin was a little conflicted. He wasn't sure whether it was good or bad to let Father Xiong know about this.
“…” Xiao Ba didn’t say anything, obviously letting him make his own choice.
Lin's face was almost wrinkled as he was unable to make a decision, and his expression became more and more solemn.
Suddenly, when he saw the clothes rack behind the door, a hint of joy appeared on his sad face.
"I know what to do."
He jumped out of bed and dismantled the wooden clothes rail that was as thick as a baby's arm. Looking at the stick in his hand and then at the door, he silently said sorry in his heart.
Father Xiong, I don’t want to go out either, but you won’t let me go out.
Don't worry, I'll be gentle.
After apologizing in her heart, Lin knocked on the door several times, shouting as she did so, trying to attract the attention of her father outside.
"——Father Xiong, are you outside?"
"I'm hungry! So hungry. Even if you're locked up, bring me something to eat."
"I'm your only son. If I starve to death, no one will come to see you..." Lin cried as pitifully as he could. He knew that his father would never leave him alone like this.
As he was shouting, he suddenly heard footsteps approaching outside the door, so he quickly stepped back and hid to the side.
One of the benefits of mental power is that the five senses become more sensitive. Even if the footsteps outside the door are still far away, you can still hear them vaguely.
After a while, the door handle was turned.
Lin tightened his grip on the stick. It was the first time for him to do such a treasonous act as hitting his father with a stick, even for a naughty boy like him.
The door was slowly pushed open, and a figure walked in while talking and carrying food.
"I told you not to eat in the morning..." The half-reprimand, half-complaint words were silenced when he saw the stick in his eldest son's hand. He could not say anything else.
Lin seized the opportunity and knocked the father down lightly with a stick, and at the same time used his mental power to knock the father unconscious, who was standing in front of him with his eyes wide open in disbelief.
"I'm sorry, Father Xiong, I didn't mean to do that either." Lin quickly threw the stick away and half-carried and half-supported Father Xiong to the bed.
After helping Xiong's father onto the bed, he waved to Xiao Ba, who was hiding in the corner. When Xiao Ba flew closer, he put the butterfly into his pocket and said as he walked out, "We have to leave quickly, otherwise it will be bad if Xiong's father wakes up."
Zone 1 is set up in front of the registration point in the trading area.
The unicorn sitting at the registration point was spinning his pen boredly, and sighed as he looked at his performance for the day. He was still thirty short of the full quota.
I wonder if anyone will sign up today, there’s only half a day left. Just as he was thinking this, a figure suddenly rushed over from a distance, put his hands on the table and said to him: “I want to sign up——”
The unicorn was frightened by this scene and was stunned for a moment. He came to his senses after seeing that the Zerg in front of him had semi-long hair.
"You're a male, right?"
"Male insects are also signing up? Are you sure?" So far, none of the people who have signed up are male insects. To be honest, he doubted that the male insect in front of him was here to cause trouble.
"I'm sure of it."
"My name is Lin, and this is my ID card." Lin raised his hand and rolled up the cuff of his sleeve, revealing a small card with a silver background and black edges, about a finger long, tied above his wrist.
That is an identity card that is completely different from that of a female insect.
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