Chapter 21: The Old Man Who Plays Chess
Translator: MJ_ Editor: Millman97
Now that Han Xiao had escaped from the Germinal Organization, he no longer had access to the resources that he would need to beco stronger. Joining the Six Nations would solve this problem.
Han Xiao already had a plan in mind.
In Galaxy, there was known to be a secret encounter hidden in the Western Capital.
Han Xiao arrived at the gates of a workshop concealed inside an inconspicuous alley. The workshop was naless, but it had a spanner for a logo.
The secret encounter will be mine in this life!
There was a chess table set up at the entrance of the workshop. Two elderly n were currently engaged in a ga.
Their appearances were in stark contrast to one another. The shorter elderly man was bearded and had long, unkempt hair, while the taller old man was prim and proper. Both of them were staring at the chess board intently.
Han Xiao noticed that the tall old man had a missing arm.
Both of them paid little heed to Han Xiao as he stepped into the workshop.
Han Xiao took a look at the chess board. They seed to be playing playing an intense ga of Go.
Suddenly, Han Xiao realized that it was not Go at all! It was Five in a Row!
What the hell are you guys looking so serious for‽
A woman appeared from within the workshop. “Do you need sothing repaired?”
She had a fair complexion, rosy cheeks, and was around 1.65m tall. Her hair was clipped behind with a black pin, and she was wearing a black vest on top of denim shorts. Although Han Xiao wouldn’t go so far as to call her a stunning beauty, she did have an extrely pleasant-looking face. She was very much the proverbial girl-next-door who had gentle eyes and a warm smile. She seed to be in her mid-twenties—Han Xiao’s personal preference.
Won at twenty can be compared to peaches—good to look at but not yet ripe.
Won at thirty, on the other hand, are like ripe grapes.
Of course, these things are always a matter of taste.
As for won at forty...
Huh, what about fifty?
Fifty-year-old won cannot be described as fruits anymore! They are potatoes!
“May I know if this place needs an apprentice?” Han Xiao asked.
For so reason, the woman was overjoyed to hear his words. She hastily grabbed Han Xiao’s eblow and pulled him in, as though afraid that he would change his mind.
“Co in, quickly! You might catch a cold.”
Han Xiao looked up at the blazing sun and wondered, Is catching a cold the dialect here for heat stroke?
The workshop was largely coloured in black and white, and there was a second floor.
The first floor was the working area, and it was a fairly spacious area. There were a number of vehicle platforms and workbenches equipped with various tools and machinery. Han Xiao could tell from the blemishes on the workbenches that they were relatively old. There was also quite a number of tal shelves lined up against the wall that were stacked with all sorts of tals and spare parts.
“My na is Lu Qian. I’m the boss here. You can call Sister Qian,” introduced the woman.
“Sister Qian,” Han Xiao greeted. He then inquired, “I wish to take up apprenticeship here. Are there any requirents?”
“Tell your situation,” replied Lu Qian. Her first impression of Han Xiao was quite favorable. She particularly liked the dead look in his eyes—they made Han Xiao look like he was a bum.
He will probably be content with a low wage, she thought to herself.
“I co from afar. My na is Han Xiao. I’m 21 years old, and I have so basic chanic skills. You can call Technician Han.”
Technician Han? A puzzled look appeared on Lu Qian’s face.
“From afar... aning you’re not a student of the Western Capital School?”
The Western Capital School was an elite school that only a select few could enroll in. It followed a special syllabus based on the knowledge given to Aquamarine by the galactic civilization. There, students were taught Pugilist and chanic knowledge. Many of its graduates went on to beco important figures in Stardragon.
However, as less than 1 in 10,000 people possessed superpowers, having guidance did not make it easier to awaken them.
“I’ve only learnt so basic chanic theory,” Han Xiao replied humbly.
“That’s a pity...” bemoaned Lu Qian.
“Sorry, I didn’t an it that way,” she hastily added.
“It’s fine.”
“Anyway, I still need to test you. I do need a helper, but you will have to et my criteria first.”
Lu Qian went to fetch a faulty household appliance back to test Han Xiao. Before Han Xiao could begin, the shorter old man at the chess board suddenly spoke. “Kid, why did you co here?”
Lu Qian frowned in puzzlent. Wasn’t it just to find work?
Han Xiao looked at the old man and replied, “I’m just looking for a job.”
For so reason, his reply upset the old man, and he flipped the chessboard.
“I am the owner of this shop. Pass my test, and I will allow you to stay.”
“Oi, Old Man Lu, you’re being a sore loser again,” erupted the tall old man.
“I have sothing important to do,” stated Old Man Lu matter-of-factly.
“Shaless,” replied the tall old man exasperatedly.
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