The Great Age of Voyage of the Elves

Chapter 14
After that Mu started class normally.

In the first class, he didn't need to talk about particularly advanced things, he just needed to use the pictures prepared in advance and lead a group of reserve students to recognize some common elves in the sea.

For example, tell them that this fierce one is called Gyarados, and they should stay away when they encounter it, and that one with a huge mouth is called Megalodon, so remember not to provoke them.

At first, he was a little nervous. After all, he had only been a student in his previous life, but he had never been a teacher, and he was also a teacher who taught hundreds of people at a time.

However, as the teaching hours grew longer, Mu soon lost this worry.

Because to be honest, this class was far easier than he thought.

This is mainly due to the poor foundation of the students...

In the era of pre-industrial civilization, there was no compulsory education at all. Ninety-nine percent of the students recruited by the navy did not know even words. Their knowledge was limited to the wharves and seaports in their daily life. The elves they knew might be dozens of common ones around them.

Even if there is no system, Mu has nearly 20 years of Pokémon game experience in his previous life, has played more than a dozen games in eight generations, has studied battle formations, is familiar with illustration books of various versions, and has hardcore cooking skills. With these alone, he is more than enough to teach this group of students.

Dear, do you know the nine evolutionary forms of Ibrahimovic?

A week later, when he was teaching for the third time, Mu, who had become more proficient at this time, played freely and talked freely in the class, telling the students about the two evolution methods of the slow beast and the beautiful legend of Menus, which immediately shocked the students in the base.

At this time, even before he officially started the follow-up actual combat training, many students had already admired him beyond belief.

Just a few days later, following the "too young teacher", "the teacher who looks good when he smiles but is actually terrifying", and "the teacher with a military rank", Mu gained a brand new title - the learned teacher.

This really made him unexpected.

So much so that when he went to attend other courses of the students, other lecture instructors often stopped to ask his opinion in the middle of the lecture.

At this time, he can only touch his nose in embarrassment, and then cough lightly: "Every teaching has its own strengths, and I am not very good at this."

Fortunately, no one asked him what kind of field are you good at, Master Mu?

Over the past few days, Mu has also learned a lot by listening to other courses while lecturing himself, such as the structure of sailboats, judging the direction of the wind, the choice of sailing, and the loading of old-fashioned artillery.

These are mandatory courses for the Navy.

He studied all these courses very carefully.

Because for going to sea, he always has an expectation.

However, this kind of fishing... Cough, the relaxed and moderate life will not last forever. After about a week and a half, he has almost taught the basic general knowledge courses, and it is finally time for Mu to start the actual elf battle training.

On this day, all the students gathered on the base playground.

At this time, the people occupying the front row were no longer the veterans of the training camp who were involved in troubles like Lucas. Although they were still unwilling, they would not dare to contradict the officer with the rank of second lieutenant in class if they borrowed ten more courage from them.

Even several younger brothers under Lucas have recently openly "rebelled" the camp, and have become fans of erudite teaching, which makes Lucas feel uncomfortable even more.

Ten minutes later, Mu arrived as usual.

Looking at the huge group of people in front of him, he no longer had stage fright at this moment.

"Today is the first lesson of actual combat training. What I want to teach in this lesson is very simple, which is the obedience of elves. A qualified trainer must be able to make his elves obey enough, otherwise the so-called commanding battle is all empty talk.

So first of all, the first training content is to take your elf and run around the playground twice. It is required that the elf must run with the person. It is not allowed to carry or lift the elf to run, let alone leave the elf to run by itself.

Those who finish first can proceed to the next training with me, and those who can’t finish it will continue with this content, and when it is finished, go to eat! "

The playground at the naval base is very large, and it is usually divided into several areas for use. After a complete lap, the visual measurement is 800 meters, and two laps are less than 2000 meters. It is nothing for soldiers, but the real difficulty is: the elves have to run with them!

The elves of naval cadets are basically water-type, the most common ones are crab crabs, mosquito-repellent tadpoles, big tongue shells, and lantern fishes. These elves' ability to move on land is very worrying.

Among the very few elves in the queue, only the "Heavenly Chosen Son" of the Carp King is in despair...

However, Mu didn't care about the ghosts and wolves around him, and came to the starting line with a cold face, and ordered: "Start in batches, the first battalion will come first."

Soon, the first group of people took their elves to the starting line.

Almost everyone looked solemn, as if they were facing a big enemy, and those who didn't know thought they were going to play a live-fire drill next.

"start!"

Following Mu's order, the group of more than 30 people rushed out together.

It's just that although the people have set off, the elves are not so neat, and instead show various strange postures...

There is a cheerful big-tongued shell jumping up and down on the spot, and a mosquito-repellent tadpole running happily before Mu even called out. The speed is quite gratifying, but it is a pity that he ran in the wrong direction, and there was a large claw crab that jumped out of the sideways immediately after the order was given. Now it has left the track and went straight to the center of the playground...

All of a sudden, the starting line became a mess.

Some people are chasing their elves running around, some are squatting on the ground begging their elves to move quickly, some people are looking at the thumping carp king at their feet, they have gradually given up thinking and lost their worldly desires...

Mu stood aside, watching the scene expressionlessly, and sighed silently in his heart.

"It's really ugly..."

No wonder the generals often say that the elves of the low-level sailors generally only serve the purpose of providing fresh water. At most, if the ship sinks, they are expected to pull a raft, and the battle is forgotten.

One of the fundamental reasons for this phenomenon is that many low-level people in this era cannot afford Pokéballs, and there is no spiritual link between them and the Pokémon that is given by Pokéballs after they are conquered, so the Pokémon cannot understand their language instructions, and the command can only rely on the tacit understanding cultivated by long-term feeding.

The times are so...

Therefore, trainers are still rare and special talents in the contemporary era. Mu's initial starting point after crossing is actually more than a million people.

Mu is willing to give these ordinary people who are inferior to him due to his birth, but after all, it is impossible to give unlimited assistance. In this world, no one is born to be indebted to anyone.

So he turned his head quickly, stopped looking at the ugly mess near the starting line, and continued to order with a cold expression: "The next group is the second battalion. Come and prepare. The second group will start in ten seconds, and the third group will prepare!"

(End of this chapter)