There Is No Afterlife

When everyone and Professor Grove were dumbfounded and looked at the backs of Mu Gen and his party, a cold-faced young man with glasses tapped the glass window of No. 3 window of the new student navigation with his fingers: "Can I continue? "

"Ah? Okay, please take out your robot." The people who work here are also students. In order to give students as many practical opportunities as possible, Imperial Comprehensive College will provide students with many on-campus job opportunities every year.

"I don't have a robot, I only have a smart brain. Please pass the relevant information into my smart brain." Showing the watch-style smart brain on his wrist, Xin Xin said with glasses.

"Ah? Are there no robots?" The senior sister in charge of the reception was stunned on the spot. After receiving so many new students, it was the first time she encountered a situation where someone didn't use a robot to use their brains.

Robots also have built-in intelligence brains. The robots used by everyone today can actually be regarded as the evolution of intelligence brains. At first glance, seeing someone not using robots but using intelligence brains is probably equivalent to seeing someone put a spaceship on hold. Like driving an antique car.

"I am a freshman in the Department of Cooking, my name is Doug..." In the absence of robots, the freshman needs to provide some search information by himself. Knowing this, the freshman with glasses actively cooperated.

But before he finished speaking, the owner of the golden robot, the skinny young man who was almost brushed off just now, interjected again: "It's from the cooking department again. Can freshmen in the cooking department not even afford robots? One by one." ..." What happened just now made this young man who was in adolescence a little bit embarrassed, and he had nowhere to vent his uselessness. After Professor Grove left, the "cooking department" in Doug's mouth seemed to be on the rise. There was a tear in his emotions, and he used all the anger he had just held to sneer at Doug.

The culinary department is a place where poor people + losers who can’t get into other higher majors go-this idea has been deeply ingrained in people’s minds now, and it has become a prejudice.

However, this boy is destined to mention the iron plate again:

Without being interrupted by the thin boy's words, Doug finished reporting his full name: "Doug E. Grumman, his hometown is Pendela."

"Wow!" The senior who searched based on the information provided by Doug immediately took a deep breath.

When she entered the name Pendela, she just felt a little familiar, and when the specific location of this galaxy was displayed on the screen according to the name, her eyes widened!

In this world, not everyone may know the name Pendela, because this name has been replaced by its nickname: City of Machinery——Pandora.

The place where the most advanced technological power in the universe gathers, Mechanical City Pendela.90.00% of all mechanical technology products used by people today are produced here. The best mechanical craftsmen, the richest mechanical consortium, and the most cutting-edge mechanical researchers are almost all here.

This is a holy place that everyone yearns for.

Countless people want to go on a pilgrimage here one after another, but this place is a forbidden place for ordinary people.Only those with government-approved certificates have the right to buy airship tickets to Pandela. This kind of certificate allows the holder to stay in Pandela for up to [-] working days. If you want to stay in Pandela for a long time, you must Obtain relevant high-end researcher certificates or huge investment certificates, but want to obtain Pandora's resident status——

This is an unimaginably difficult task!

"You are actually an official resident of Pendela!" The senior sister took a breath.

"Please continue your work." The boy's cold voice was like a bucket of cold water poured on the girl's red hair: "Also, you leaked my personal information in front of everyone. Strictly speaking, I can complain about your .”

The senior sister was stunned.

"If you can finish your work within 1 minute, I can withdraw the complaint application." The teenager put forward his own conditions.

So, not daring to interrupt indiscriminately, the red-haired girl quickly completed the work in hand.Taking the relevant items from her, Doug set foot in the same direction as Mugen and the others had left before.

The expressionless and pale thin boy passed by. From the beginning to the end, Doug Grumman didn't say a word to him.

After Doug left, the freshmen who were still in line exploded:

"Oh my god! It's actually the Pendela people! The Pendela people will come to Bailu Star!"

"Isn't Pendela the best mechanical science academy in the universe? It's so difficult to get famous! But Pendela's local people are born with qualifications!"

"This can only show that the Pendela thinks that the Mechanical Department of the Imperial Comprehensive College is better!"

"But... the Pendela's report is not the mechanical department, but the cooking department..."

As a result, everyone felt a gust of cold wind blowing by.

"Haha! It seems that the culinary department of our Imperial Comprehensive College is very good! Even Pendela people are attracted to sign up!" Finally, someone dryly concluded this.

As for the skinny boy, no one paid any attention to him anymore. In the end, the golden robot helped him carry his luggage and escorted his distraught master to the next location.

***

The next appointed place is the classroom of the cooking department.Mugen and Dobby arrived neither early nor late, and there were only six people ahead.

This classroom is very large, and everyone sits scattered. Most of them sit in the middle and back.

"Mulgan, where are we sitting?" Dobby asked, leaning into Mugen's ear.

He thought he was asking in a low voice, but in fact—

The whole classroom heard it ￣▽￣.

All the students in the classroom turned their heads to look at them in unison, only Dobby, who was nervously looking at Mugen, and Mugen, who was concentrating on looking at the classroom, didn't notice.

"Of course it's the first row! How lucky! No one grabbed the first row!" Sharp-eyed noticed no one was sitting in the first row, and Mu Gen immediately pointed over: "Dobby, let's hurry to the first row Take your seat!"

Everyone: Nonsense!Never have to grab the first row!No one ever sits!

"The first row is close to the teacher, but it's the best seat! My father told me to go to school and try my best to get a seat in the first row~" Mu Gen was elated, completely unaware of what other people were thinking.

"Is that so? There are few students on our planet, and everyone is sitting in the first row." Only Dobby listened carefully to what Mugen said, and nodded in a serious manner. Let's go."

So two idiots + a stupid robot excitedly went to the (least popular) first row to grab a seat~(≧▽≦)/~

Not long after they sat down, glasses were reborn: Doug Grumman also arrived, sitting directly in the last row farthest from the others, and he took out a paper book to read.

The hands of the wall clock on the wall finally pointed to the required arrival time, within a second, the secret door at the front of the classroom opened, and five teachers of different heights, short, fat, and thin came in one by one.

The three-headed person walking in the front is particularly fancy. Each head has a different hair color and hairstyle, which looks particularly eye-catching.The second professor looked particularly fat. Other than these two, the other professors looked very well-behaved, especially the last professor. Mu Gen didn't even notice his existence at first.

However, it seemed that the automatic secret door did not notice his existence: after all the professors in front entered and before the last professor entered, the secret door was mercilessly closed.

"Hey?" Mu Gen was surprised, but no one was surprised except him. They didn't know what was going on. After taking a last look at the position where the hidden door was closed, Mu Gen turned his gaze back to the podium in front: The professors have already taken their seats on it.

"Hello everyone, I am the chief professor of the Department of Cooking, my name is Kurno, and the forbidden sentence is <Hi>, please don't break the rules in front of me^_^" Sitting on the podium, Kurno was the first to introduce himself.The voice came from the mouth of the calm male head among the three heads, and the remaining two heads, a male and a female, looked around and smiled, sending out "I'm friendly" signals to the freshmen.

Dobby, who was well versed in the principle of "ask if you don't understand", then "whispered" to Mugen again: "Mughan, is our professor male or female?"

Dobby is really not to blame for being born with a loud voice, he really tried to "whisper" with the smallest voice - the absolute minimum volume of whispers between Thunder Dragons is this level.

pity--

He is now in a multi-species environment, and his lowest volume is much higher than the normal volume of many people.Everyone in the classroom, including the central character of the whisper—Professor Kurno's three heads all looked at Dobby.

"It's ma'am. Kurno is a female name in the local language." Mugen answered him naturally: "Blessings from the sky, Ms. Kurno should be born in May. This name is very contemporary. Only people born in A woman of a certain year would have a name like this—”

"Oh..." All the freshmen, including the other three professors on the podium who were being taught at the same time, let out a groan.

"Ahem!" Kurno coughed loudly before Mugen revealed the age information hidden in his name.So everyone fell silent.

The remaining three professors hurriedly completed their self-introductions. After discovering that all three professors were secondary professors, many freshmen in the classroom became excited.

According to the regulations of Imperial Comprehensive College: a department can have one chief professor, three second professors, several general professors and several teaching assistants.

"I heard that the reception of freshmen in most colleges is done by ordinary professors or teaching assistants. The lowest in our department is also the second professor. It is really taken seriously!" At that time, there were excited discussions among freshmen.

"That... just interrupt, here I want to explain." Kurno smiled and interrupted the discussion among the students: "Everyone is very lucky: in our Department of Cooking, the lowest title of a professor is also the second professor!"

The freshmen are in an uproar!

Everyone was in an uproar with excitement at first, and then, after trying to understand the meaning behind this sentence, there was a stunned uproar: the minimum professional title is a second professor → each department can only have a maximum of three second professors = all professors in the department Sitting on the podium bench.

Um—are these the only professors in the cooking department?

The freshmen are embarrassed.

"Everyone is very smart, that's it!" Kurno didn't care at all, but he still smiled: "Next, let's invite our department head..."

"Hey?! Where's the chief?" For the first time, the smiling mask that had been hanging on his face was cracked, and Kurno stood up.

"Someone was locked out of the door just now." Mu Gen said very considerately what he just saw.

"The department head hasn't been identified yet! These idiots of the mechanical department!" The young man's head cursed, the female head smiled at Mu Gen, and the calm male head made complaints about the last person walking in front of the department head. Professor, Kurno ran to the secret door and opened it.

The head of the department, who had a very weak sense of presence, appeared behind the door with a large plate.

"I waited outside for too long, so I made some afternoon tea snacks for everyone."

The smell of desserts wafted through his nostrils, and he couldn't say anything. Kurno and other professors took over the department head's big plate and distributed the snacks on it to the hands of each freshman.

"Delicious——" Mu Gen's eyes widened, and he raised his head. He saw Dobby had the same expression. Not only Dobby, but all the freshmen present were shocked.

That was the shocked expression after being completely impacted by the delicious taste on the tip of the tongue.

"The taste is very soft, the tip of the tongue slips off when you touch it..." Sigma couldn't taste the taste, so Mugen told him his feelings in detail, holding the half piece of snack that Mugen gave him , Sigma tried hard to record, and finally carefully received the snacks that Mugen said were very delicious.

"Is the dim sum delicious? In the next few years, I hope that everyone will study hard in the culinary department and make such delicious dim sum for family, friends and guests when they graduate."

When everyone was overwhelmed by the deliciousness, Mr. Department Chief spoke with a smile.

Many years later, many of the freshmen present did not remember his face, but they firmly remembered what he said and the wonderful taste of the dim sum.