Although mechanics are rare, the training ground is not small at all, which indirectly reflects Wuda’s financial resources.
Back then, Linjiang City didn’t have any mechanical training grounds, nor any other special training grounds. Students even had to borrow space on the Legendary Ship to study.
This is the gap in learning resources.
The sign outside the mechanical hall is the head of a robot. The hall’s area is vast, comparable to a sports stadium.
Such a large area, yet there were only a few scattered people inside.
"Hello, please register me."
Baiyu took out his student card to the counter. The venue’s staff was evidently a student; most of the school’s facility staff worked part-time as students.
These students can earn GPA through their part-time work, which is another way the school supports its students.
The use of the mechanical hall costs one GPA per hour.
No matter what you do inside, even if you just daze off, it costs you a GPA.
"Huh, are you a freshman this year?"
The female student doing the registration was very surprised, looking at Baiyu as if she had discovered a new continent.
It’s usually third-year students who come to the mechanical hall.
This subject is niche and hard to learn, and it’s costly, so very few people choose it.
Baiyu nodded and entered the mechanical hall politely.
Although he now has 1600 GPAs, he spent dozens of points just on meals this past week. Based on the principle of frugality, Baiyu didn’t book a separate practice room.
Practicing in the big hall costs much less.
The mechanical hall is not only equipped with all kinds of mechanical manufacturing equipment, but it also has supporting books one can refer to whenever encountering any doubts, which is very convenient.
Baiyu spent another week in the hall.
A total of seven days.
He almost didn’t sleep or rest. When tired, he’d drink a bottle of cola and, relying on the ability of Ice Skin Jade Bone Skill, continued studying like he was risking his life.
Even the senior sister managing the hall was quite scared.
"Junior, please stop studying. I beg you. Although learning is important, your health is more important! There’s a long road ahead; don’t rush this moment."
The administrator was beside him, her face turning as green as a bitter melon, ready to call the school ambulance at any time.
"Don’t worry, senior sister, I know my limits."
Baiyu put down the wrench in his hand, his gaze vibrant: "I can feel it, just a little bit more, and I can figure out the basics of Mechanical Science. I must give it my all now, can’t give up halfway."
Meichuan Lingzi was anxious.
A mutated senior once said the same thing.
Back then, he studied in the mechanical hall for three days and nights in a row, and in the end, his body was covered with mechanical gears, and by the time he was found, he was already a stiff corpse.
The senior’s tomb is still new as ever, without a blade of grass growing on it.
"What to do, letting him continue would definitely cause problems. Also, this person is indeed a weird guy; not only can he not sleep for days, but he also has enough GPAs."
Meichuan Lingzi also went through the freshman phase.
Freshmen only have 100 GPAs per month.
Yet now the time he spent in the mechanical hall has already cost him 170 GPAs.
Are the current freshmen this well-off?
Seeing Baiyu working hard with his head down, completely ignoring her, Meichuan Lingzi was planning to call the mechanical hall’s teacher to handle it. Because of Baiyu’s unusual study schedule these past few days, no one else dared to come to the mechanical hall.
When I came in the morning, he was here; when I went out for lunch, he was here; when I left after evening self-study, he was still here. The next morning when I came early, he was still here!
Who the hell can stand this?
With such high-intensity study, who knows when this guy might mutate.
No one dares to come at this time period.
A questioning voice came from outside the door.
Meichuan Lingzi turned her head, seeing two men and one woman walking over.
The three walked straight to Baiyu’s study bench.
Looking at the mountain-like pile of scrap mechanical materials in front of him, they were at a loss for words.
"Junior, someone is looking for you."
Meichuan Lingzi breathed a sigh of relief.
Baiyu turned his head, seeing Jiang Xi, Qianren, and a man he didn’t recognize.
He dusted off his hands and put down the parts in hand.
"Uh, Brother Yu, we didn’t actually have anything, but this guy was looking for you, so we led the way." Qianren scratched his head, somewhat embarrassedly explaining.
Following Qianren’s words, Baiyu’s gaze focused on the man with glasses next to them: "And you are?"
"Geoffrey, this year’s assistant instructor in the Research Academy."
The man pushed the gold-rimmed glasses on his nose, "Baiyu, I’m here to ask you to return to classes. It’s been two weeks since the start of term, and you’ve missed both the orientation class and all four open classes. This puts me in a difficult position, and if you don’t attend classes, I’ll have to mark your attendance as zero."
"I’m completing a task assigned by my Master." Baiyu was utterly shameless.
Geoffrey frowned, with a flash of displeasure on his face: "As far as I know, you’ve stayed in your room for a week, and now you’ve been in the mechanical hall for another week.
If you spent this time in the academy studying, I believe you could improve more.
The resources provided by the school are not for you to waste. Freshmen don’t even cover Mechanical Science; you should allocate your GPAs to more useful areas.
Don’t blame me for talking too much; as a Research Academy assistant instructor, I am just thinking of your benefit..."
Baiyu interrupted him, his face carrying a bit of a smile: "Geoffrey, how I wish to learn is none of your concern. I already said, this is an assignment from my Master, Yi Xian. If you have any doubts, you can ask my Master.
If there’s nothing else, please leave.
It costs one GPA per hour here; please don’t waste my precious time.
Jiang Xi, Qianren, I’ll leave it to you."
Baiyu turned back, immersing himself again in the ocean of Mechanical Science.
Geoffrey’s face turned pale and then white, his fists slightly clenched under his sleeves, about to speak, but Qianren stopped him: "Ahem, classmate, since you’ve found Brother Yu, please head back.
Don’t make things difficult for us."
Jiang Xi and Qianren were both Tier Nine Peak Martial Artists.
Their Blood Qi was strong.
Especially facing Jiang Xi, an ice-cold beauty who was always expressionless; the pressure on his heart was enormous. He could only take one last deep look at the three before quickly turning to leave.
Qianren finally put away his smile, looking a bit worried:
"Brother Yu, are you sure this is alright? After all, he is an assistant instructor at the Research Academy. While we are from the Martial Arts Element, offending him is nothing. But you..."
"It’s fine." Baiyu rolled up his eyes, giving him a glance, "If you’ve got time to worry about me, why not go check the clubs."