Students of all grades gathered here as bustlingly as when they were testing their qualifications. However, the admission season has passed, and Principal Xavier naturally summoned them here for other reasons.
The boys and girls were whispering, and the teachers had no intention of stopping them, which caused a constant buzz in the auditorium.
Kaos listened carefully.
"Are you going to introduce the alien instructor? I've only seen aliens in the news."
"Not only have I seen it, I've also beaten it."
"We obviously won, why do we still need to learn how to use their powers?"
“Have you ever heard of ‘learn from the barbarians and develop skills to defeat the barbarians’?”
"Will he not teach well, or teach randomly?"
"Do you think our experts are fools?"
"It's a pity that pranks are not allowed in the school assembly."
"Don't worry, there will be opportunities when each class is taught individually."
Hmm... The students' reactions were basically in line with my guess, and it was obvious that someone was taken into the ditch by Naija.
"Okay, everyone, please be quiet." At this time, Dean Aleister Xavier walked up to the podium and knocked on the microphone.
The buzz in the auditorium quickly disappeared, and almost all the students looked up at Mr. Dean, the alien behind them.
It has a lizard head, an exoskeleton, slender upper limbs, anti-jointed lower limbs, a black armor that looks like a cylinder with a few pieces missing, and a unilateral glasses like a detector on its face.
Kaos could clearly see that the glasses were performing some kind of superficial scan on the students as he looked around the auditorium. Since Mr. Dean did not stop it, this scan should not cause harm or leak secrets.
When Dean Xavier started to talk, Kaos continued to stare at the lens and the alien's eyes. The alien instructor seemed expressionless, but after seeing some students, his vertical pupils would change.
The slight shrinkage was obviously a hint given by the lens, but the target he saw was a bit strange. In addition to the "ferocious" and "crazy" level students, there were also some "paper" and "union" level students.
It seems that the standards for evaluating abilities between humans and aliens, or at least Turians, are quite different.
"...Based on the purpose of peaceful coexistence and promoting development, the Turians sent us an expert in supernatural powers and combat to provide guidance and advice on the Star Alliance's psychic training," at this time, Dean Xavier finally said
Finished the routine: "Now, Mr. Vyrnnus, please tell us a few words."
Crackling... the students clapped politely.
The Touareg man with the strange name stepped forward and began to speak. His translator simultaneously translated his words into a language that the students present could understand:
"[I am a level 15 Turian citizen from Paleven, and I am here to help you improve your simple and even crude ability training methods!]"
The applause stopped.
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"[It is completely wrong and even stupid to divide superpowers into different types and study them separately based on their nature,]" Waynus continued to speak, regardless of whether he was already silent: "[Could some of you just
Study ‘mathematics’ and don’t study other subjects at all?]”
——There really are people like that. They are usually called mathematicians.
"[If such a person is sent to the battlefield, how long can he survive?]"
——Who would send mathematicians to the battlefield?
"[Even if you protect them, can you protect everyone? When the enemy invades in large numbers, can you protect everyone?]"
——Didn’t we do a good job last time?
"[If it cannot be done 'every time' and 'every person', then this research method is wrong!]"
——Come and try it.
Good guy, this Waynus really didn't intend to get along well with the Star Alliance. He just turned his induction speech into a debate. Every word he said was booed and refuted by the students, and then refuted back.
But what he said was correct. If he really wanted to cause trouble for him, the students would definitely ignore it.
Since Dean Xavier never stopped and was watching the show from the side, this "debate" seemed to be going further and further. It would be fun to wait for someone to rush on stage and beat someone up - bah, how could such a nastiness happen?
Asia wants to come?
"Hey, Kaos, that turian said he was level 15, what does that mean?" Naiya poked Kaos and asked.
"Why are you asking me?" Don't you know it very well?
"Because you are the governor's son, you always have some inside information." Naia pretended to be aggrieved that she was not taken seriously.
"..." Kaos looked at the students around him who were paying attention to the podium, but their ears were quietly perked up, and decided not to expose this troublemaker.
"Turians are a military-oriented civilization, and all their people can only have citizenship rights if they have served in the military." Kaos looked at the curious classmates, and after thinking about it, he realized that he had leaked enough "military secrets".
, not bad for this one, so he continued: "Being born is a level one, joining the army is a level two, and being retired is a level three. Ordinary Turians regard their contribution to the army, which is generally between level three and level five.
, and if you want to continue to rise, you must continue to gain meritorious service in battles and gain recognition at the same level before you can upgrade, and their most senior person is called the 'Primarch', commanding an entire star cluster's troops.
."
"So, supreme leader?" Naiya continued to ask.
"Without that position, major Turian affairs are discussed and decided by all 'chapter leaders', and the person who handles daily chores is called the 'grand commander'. He has the power to mobilize all chapter leaders, but he is not allowed to retain the army.
." When he said this, Kaos keenly noticed that the turian instructor on the stage had turned his attention here.
As expected, Naiya is still causing trouble. He can accurately answer every meaningful question in the midst of the noise. How could he not notice that the internal structure of their civilization is mentioned here?
"So, how can a citizen at level 15 be promoted to level 16?" Naiya glanced at the podium.
Even for the governor's son, knowing this kind of information is outrageous!
Kaos complained in his heart, but he already roughly understood Naiya’s purpose, so he answered honestly:
"Serve as an instructor in a large military academy for ten years, or, as the commander-in-chief, win a local war."
"——"
With Kaos' position as the center, silence spread instantly. In less than a minute, the originally excited auditorium became silent. Some students looked around without knowing why, while more students said with a "we
I have seen through everything" attitude, and sneered at Veranus without saying a word.
The turian instructor glanced meaningfully at Kaos and resumed his normal speech, while Dean Xavier nodded at him cheerfully.
"..." Kaos didn't want to know what they were thinking at all. There was no doubt that he was thrown out of the tank by Naia again.
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"[In short, the current training and research of superpowers by you humans can only be called the 'academic school', while the mainstream of the 'Galaxy Alliance' is the 'practical school' or, in other words, the 'practical school',]" After the auditorium became quiet again,
Waynus seemed to be dissatisfied, but also seemed to be very satisfied. After a pause, he continued his original speech: "[Next, I will demonstrate a 'combat skill', and you can judge which category it belongs to."
——Your classification.]”
The turian left the podium, walked a few steps to the side, and then returned to the podium in an instant, still maintaining his punching posture.
"Teleportation? Time and space guidance?"
"No, no, it's also possible that he didn't leave at all. That action was an illusion, so it was 'mental interference'."
"I think it's energy transformation that accelerates myself."
"There is a slight possibility of disruption of order."
The students talked a lot and tried to use their own knowledge to understand.
Kaos could clearly see that the ability the guy used was more akin to "physical mutation", because he had stepped on a hole in the ceremony stage, and he had to use his own speed to achieve the effect of teleportation.
Although it can't scare real masters, it is enough to fool the students in the academy.
"[It doesn't matter what ability I used specifically,]" Waynus seemed very satisfied with the audience's reaction: "[This ability to 'close quickly and launch attacks' is all summarized as 'Vanguard'"
Professional 'superpower collision', or, to put it simply, 'charge'.】"
"pioneer?"
"Supernatural collision?"
"Profession?"
"[The 'Galaxy Alliance' has classified all methods of using superpowers in combat into six professions. No matter what the superpower is, there is always a place where you can use your skills. For details, you can watch these demonstrations.]" Wayneus said, in
A light screen was unfolded above the ceremony stage, and videos demonstrating related occupations and specific abilities began.
This guy is really prepared. If everyone rushes up and knocks him to the ground, will he teach him honestly?
Kaos turned his head and glanced at Naia, and received a proud little look. What that means is... no matter who wants to do something, she will find out. No one can do anything without her permission?
Okay, as long as you are happy.
"[Vanguard (Vanguard) is a profession that quickly approaches the enemy and defeats them in melee combat.]" The first thing shown on the screen was a strong alien rampaging among some kind of strange beasts.
In the scene of killing everyone, Waynus said in coordination: "[People with abilities such as fast movement, increased melee power, temporary protection, etc. can consider choosing this profession.]"
The next video is of a turian, wearing a thicker armor than Waynus, engaging in a gunfight with several enemies who are also wearing armor and mass effect shields. The color of his bullets seems to change.
Enemies hit by those bullets would be on fire or frozen. After this man's mass effect shield was shattered, it was illogically replenished instantly. Finally, when an enemy touched behind him, he hit a heavy backhand that was burning with flames.
The punch knocked the opponent down on the spot.
"[This is a Soldier. The combat method is closer to traditional firearms combat, but you can use some auxiliary abilities to enhance the combat effectiveness of firearms and melee combat. However, if you do not have military training experience, it is generally not recommended to choose it.]"
The next scene showed an alien holding a sniper gun, with huge eyes and a slender figure. His or her figure flickered and appeared, and the enemies in heavy armor fell one after another without even realizing where she was.
The scene even included a giant mecha, and the camera even showed a close-up of a bullet hole in the cockpit of the mecha.
"[This is an Infiltrator, who is mainly responsible for performing stealth and sniper missions. People with special abilities who can create invisibility effects, crack door locks, or increase attack power and penetration are suitable for this profession.]"
Then, a beautiful woman with blue hair all over her body and hair like the tentacles of sea creatures appeared in the new picture. She walked through the enemy group all the way. Instead of the enemy being lifted up in the air and thrown out, she ignited flames and frost out of thin air and turned the enemy into coke.
Or ice sculptures, it can also cause the shields of enemies far away from her to explode. In the last scene, there is an enemy sneak attack from behind, but she disappears the moment she is attacked, and appears behind the enemy the next second, using a majestic
The thunder and lightning shocked her whole body.
Misaka Mikoto and Lina became the focus of the audience for a moment.
"[Adepts, they have abilities that are enough to penetrate any battlefield. No matter what kind of opponent they are, they will be defeated by the majestic abilities. Adepts are powerful enough to say that one person is an army.
The army is suitable for people with powerful enough abilities or a wide variety of abilities. I guess everyone here has this intention.】"
The students rarely refuted Veranus. Many of them were rubbing their heads and giggling, while a few were seriously thinking about whether this career was suitable for them.
What is shown next are two aliens with tightly covered heads and a body shape that is relatively close to humans. Their costumes are almost identical. The only difference is the "pet" they carry with them. The one on the left is a floating
A supernatural ball, and the one on the right is a drone.
They had almost no outstanding performance in the following battles. They only supported or disrupted the enemy with the power ball and drone from time to time. On the contrary, the power ball and the drone were killing everyone along the way, destroying some kind of
The insect-type enemies left corpses scattered all over the ground.
"[This is the Sentinel and the Engineer. Although they do not have very strong combat effectiveness, they can provide support for their summons or drones. Even if they are damaged, they can be quickly replenished. They are suitable for those with supernatural attributes.
People who assist, repair and disrupt, but generally speaking, they will perform better in the team, after all, other professionals are much more reliable than summons and machines.】"
After the six professions were played, Waynus closed the light screen and began to summarize: "[I have no intention to question your teaching arrangements, but I will not change my original teaching methods. I will not care about your supernatural attributes.
What, we will only provide training for these six professions, and give you your affinity with these six professions at the end of each semester. As for how your school and the Star Alliance use this data, it is not my concern.
Okay, finally, I hope you can choose a development direction based on your own abilities before my first class. My speech ends here.】"
Sparse applause rang out again, this time it seemed a lot more sincere.
