It certainly felt great for Ye Chong to finally reach an agreement with the ruler of the city, especially when it was a win-win situation. Both of them got exactly what they wanted.
Apprenticeship? No problem. It was the bread and butter in Ye Chong's story.
It was not the first and surely not the last.
The processor had helped him undergo the first selection process to kick out impotent students but still there were about 1800 pupils to be further selected. Ye Chong did not seem pleased with the number of people.
And so, one week right before the ceremony, a news had blown up the entire city - the master craftsman of Eastern Cloud, a legend who defeated 12 Level 6 shooters with his own fists, had announced the official opening of recruitment for apprentices. It was not a rumor nor it was an urban legend cooked up during somebody's teatime. It was a fact, a pronounced order from the lord of the city himself, the royalty.
Dissertation, dissertation. I just killed one small one then I have this final one coming, UGH. Supervisor imagined I was doing a PhD and gave standards of PhD writing while I was just doing a Master.
q_q it's consuming. Should have joined the hobos at the street.