Quick Travel: Card Destroyer

Chapter 58 Commission [-] ([-])
Data shows that Wendell Orc Academy is the best training ground for orc athletes on Keya Island.

The reason why this place has become the "number one" is not only because it has gathered a group of athletes with the highest talent and level, but also because the academy has broken away from the scope of a regular training ground.

When humans watch the Orc Games and admire the elegant manners of the champions from Wendell Orc Academy, they all think that they have received very strict etiquette training.

There are various "Wendell Orc Academy Etiquette Courses" with different prices on the market. The official has never admitted that there is such a thing, and has never explicitly banned the sale of courses.

The fact is that the athletes in the academy have never taken formal etiquette classes, let alone strict training. They just live in a relaxed and happy environment, and have developed a style of being indifferent to favors and humiliations.

Trainers will not scold or neglect an orc because she fails to achieve good results, and team members will not isolate a team member because she is too outstanding.

Rather than saying it is a "training ground" or "academy", it is more like a big family where humans and orcs love each other.

"Utopia of Orc Athletes." Black Maine closed the Wendell Orc Academy Instruction Manual and muttered to himself.

This sound was naturally heard by the black-footed cat with keen hearing. She raised her neck and glanced at the mysterious senior who helped yesterday, and was puzzled by the new term that suddenly appeared in the senior's mouth: "What is Utopia?"

The black Maine Coon's pointed ears moved slightly, and he took a deep look at the black-footed cat: "Utopia means, 'utopian', 'non-existent'... paradise."

"But I don't think this is a paradise," the black-footed cat lowered its head gloomily, "I think this is still a big cage."

"Well, as long as you understand." Black Maine's mouth curved slightly, adding a bit of human touch to that cold and indifferent face.

What she did not say is that "utopia" is relative, and the "utopia" of one group will inevitably become the "dystopia" of another group.

The black-footed cat is still young and has already seen through the essence of Wendell Orc Academy. Should he be said to be a child from the forbidden area of ​​​​Jesia?
However, the most the Black Maine Coon can do is accompany the Black-footed Cat to the door of the freshman classroom. After that, whether he meets new classmates or absorbs new knowledge, he can only rely on the Black-footed Cat's own efforts.

Watching Black Maine go upstairs, Black-footed Cat smiled unconsciously and opened the classroom door forcefully with his hand.

The moment the door opened, a premonition of danger arose from the bottom of his heart, and the black-footed cat reacted subconsciously - finding a bunker as soon as possible and hiding in the darkness.

With just one glance inside the classroom, the black-footed cat identified where to hide. Driven by the omen of danger in his heart, he hid behind the podium without thinking too much.

Unexpectedly, as soon as she reached the target location, she was firmly grasped by a pair of strong hands: "I caught you!"

The cunning voice blew into the small and exquisite animal ears. The black-footed cat was frightened and screamed out a high-pitched voice:

"ah--"

Only then did the orc who caught her reveal his true face. He was covering his mouth and snickering. The black-footed cat was so embarrassed that he stamped his feet angrily.

But how did she know that I would definitely hide here?

At the same time, the black-footed cat also began to reflect on her failure this time. She was surprised to find that the other party seemed to have guessed her thoughts. She would definitely hide when she felt danger when she entered the door, and her first choice was to hide behind the podium.

"Are you unwilling?" A voice came from behind. The black-footed cat followed the voice and looked over. She saw a cat-like orc with a similar color to her walking into the classroom. Every step he took was elegant and gentle. The black-footed cat looked over. I couldn't help but hold my breath, being distracted by this scene.

The orc came closer, patted her shoulder, and comforted her: "It doesn't matter, your instinctive reaction is already very good, but if you want to participate in the hunting game event of the orc games, you still need to practice more." The black-footed cat was so affected by this. The atmosphere was infectious.She has always pursued power, and when she saw that the orc hunters tamed by humans were actually better than herself, she naturally wanted to ask for advice.

"Don't worry, you still have five years to train slowly." Seeing how useful she was, the new orc said earnestly, "Talent is one thing, but if you want to become a real hunter, you still need years of training. .”

At this point, the orc suddenly lowered his voice, just low enough that only two people could hear him clearly: "You also want to know how a 'hunter' is raised, right?"

"You, you are -" Suddenly hearing familiar words, the black-footed cat subconsciously used honorifics.

The tabby cat orc shouted before she could ask: "Gray-blue silence!"

"I'm here!" The orc who was hiding behind the podium to catch the black-footed cat suddenly stood up straight, his body straight.

"From now on, you will be responsible for training her hunter's mind." The Tabby Cat Orc gave the order, "And I - you can call me Xiancai Lihua, I am your class teacher. During the training process or in If you have any questions in life, you can ask me."

"Got it." The black-footed cat nodded. She had never taken an area inhabited by humans so seriously.

It's not like the Jessia restricted area is full of dangers here, but the trained hunters are equally capable, and their training methods must be unique.

Maybe that's why Black Maine insisted on looking at her and entering this cage-like place together.

"A very comfortable environment." On the quiet rooftop of the campus, Black Maine leaned against the side rails and murmured, not knowing who he was talking to.

There are slightly invisible earphones hidden in the pointed ears, and the hummingbird's cheerful reply comes from inside: "City life is always pleasant, the network is good and the roads are clean..."

"That's enough for you." Black Maine sighed helplessly, and his silent dead fish eyes revealed that he was a bit hopeless. "Is there anything serious? You will die without me."

"Hey, hey, don't hang up!" Hearing that Black Maine was about to hang up, Hummingbird quickly tried to dissuade him, "I'm at Kara Auction House now. Orcs are not restricted from entering and exiting here. I've never seen an auction house before. I thought about coming over and taking a look...guess what I saw?"

Black Maine had no interest in her tantalizing way of speaking: "If you have something to say, say it quickly. If you don't say it, I'll die."

Opposite the small earphone, Hummingbird was urged by her. The narration she had originally prepared was stuck on the spot, so she had to choose to speak dryly and directly: "Among the lots displayed in the list on hand, there is a pair of serval sisters. They are the finale at the end of the month."

On the other end of the phone, Hummingbird used the communicator hidden in her tie to talk to Black Maine. Although the seats were full of buyers who also came to the auction, no one seemed to notice her talking.

It was like there was an invisible barrier that blocked out the sound of the hummingbird and prevented anyone from noticing her lips moving.

She moved her fingers across the LCD screen and skillfully operated on the auction preview interface. Hummingbird had no money, which did not prevent her from sitting here - rather, the vast majority of people who walked into the auction were not serious buyers who paid for things. , simply come to join in the fun, or try to pick up the slack with a sense of luck.

She saw the last lot in the big auction at the end of the month.

"Growing black-footed cats, three of them, related."

　It seems that some book friends left comments, but when I clicked in, they were gone_(:з」∠)_
　　It is true that the thirty or so chapters in the world of cultivating immortals are not as interesting as the boring daily life in Card City (?)
　　When will the hole dug by Card City be filled...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)