bookpower Chapter 425: 255: Utter Humiliation (Part 1)_2
Chapter 425: 255: Utter Humiliation (Part 1)_2
Chapter 425: Chapter 255: Utter Humiliation (Part 1)_2
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Kevin immediately recognized that the article was written by a second-tier noble, indicating that the young man in front of him had a strong backing. He hadn’t expected him to end up here as well.
Feeling deflated, Kevin sat on the bed and started slowly getting dressed.
However, after he finally finished dressing, he saw the young man opposite him staring in astonishment before bursting into raucous laughter.
“You’ve got to tell me, how did you manage to get your head stuck in a sleeve! Hahahaha! How small could your brain possibly be, hahahaha!”
“...Do not mock me.”
“Sorry, but it’s really hard to keep a straight face. How on earth did you do that! Ahahaha!”
Wiping away tears of laughter, the young noble stepped forward, helped Kevin out of his clothes, then neatly re-adjusted them before stating, “It seems there are quite a few things you need to practice.”
“...I will,” replied Kevin.
He knew that he had nowhere left to go.
So, he must get used to this place, even if there’s no one to look after him.
Moreover, if the third-tier noble before him had already adapted here, he believed he could too.
At noon, he was taken to the cafeteria and began enjoying the lunch provided there.
He had expected the food to be quite bad, but to his surprise, the taste of the mushrooms was exquisitely delicious. Although there was no meat dish, the bread was absolutely first-rate, worthy of being served in Yifate’s finest restaurants.
Seeing Kevin devouring the food hungrily, the young man smiled and asked, “How’s the taste?”
“Average, no, very good.”
“That’s good to hear. The Angel Envoy pays great attention to the food and has sworn never to let a single person starve.”
Tearing the last piece of white bread and dipping it into the cream of mushroom soup, Kevin said contently, “Is this a specially provided lunch for nobles?”
“What are you talking about?” the young man exclaimed in surprise, “Who would serve us a special lunch? This is ‘common pot’.”
“What’s that?”
“It’s what the Envoys call it. They cook collectively and distribute uniformly to save costs. Plus, you might not know, but the cost of your meal is only about twelve copper plates.”
Kevin was stunned.
Based on his understanding, this lunch would cost at least twenty-one silver coins. He couldn’t believe the cost was not even one percent of that.
He instinctively wanted to accuse the other party of lying, but the young man casually explained, “Don’t disbelieve. I handle procurement, and I can calculate the costs. Wheat is the cheapest, and the mushrooms are grown by ourselves...”
“Then why does it taste so good!”
“They have their own recipe, plus they add monosodium glutamate. I don’t fully understand the principle either. And if you’ve been to the bread factory, you would know. They are disciples of the God of Education, and many have special ‘Blessings’ that allow them to produce special things. Bread production is a combination of machinery and manpower, and even the grinding of wheat is done by machines. A single machine has the strength of over a hundred people, and the productive force it unleashes is unbelievably strong.”
Kevin looked at the young man as if he was insane, incredulously asking, “Aren’t steam engines only for doing simple, heavy work?”
And the administrator didn’t care much, merely asking, “Can you teach children under seven?”
Kevin felt deeply insulted and exclaimed loudly, “I am a Level Five Noble!”
“Oh, I forgot you were a noble. So, how about under six years of age?”
“You...”
“Since you’re not up for it, let’s start with ten-year-old kids then. I must state beforehand, they’ve all had a few days of ‘Stimulation,’ and their knowledge in certain areas surpasses what you might expect.”
“A bunch of ten-year-olds, what’s there to be afraid of!”
Feeling discontent, Kevin walked into the arranged classroom to start his job.
It was time to give the children here a taste of nobility!
He walked into the classroom full of confidence, but in the first ten minutes, he was at the podium with the students below; ten minutes later, he was below with the students at the podium.
Sweating profusely while completing an exam, a ten-year-old girl frowned at the answers and then sighed, “Kevin, dear...”
“I’m not that young! I’m already past thirty!”
“So you know you aren’t young. Then why can’t you solve such a simple problem with trigonometric functions?”
“What’s the use of learning this for me?”
“You could be an engineer. The most esteemed person in the prison is an engineer, and my parents really want me to become one.”
“I want to be a mathematician; I particularly like really large numbers, Graham’s number and the numbers of the Grand Number Garden are my favorites.”
“I’d like to be a repairman; don’t you think it’s so cool to get machines running again?”
Watching the kids excitedly discuss their dreams, all Kevin felt was humiliation.
Damn it...
Why am I inferior even to a bunch of ten-year-olds?
While the kids were discussing the problems, Kevin, unnoticed by the others, slipped away from the school in humiliation.
It really...
Was too shameful.
At the entrance, it seemed the school’s administrator had anticipated this situation.
Facing a trembling Kevin, the administrator patted his shoulder and then said, “Are you ready to teach six-year-olds, or would you like to enlighten yourself in the study room?”
“What’s ‘Enlightenment’?”
“A third-level Blessing, even more effective than ‘Stimulation.’ It can help a person understand what they’re truly good at. You have talent, but it’s been buried all along. So, do you want to give it a shot?”
Kevin was instinctively resistant, but the humiliation he just experienced still echoed before his eyes.
Not wanting to feel insulted by ten-year-olds again, Kevin nodded vigorously: “I’ll go!”