Chapter 256: Shame and Humiliation (Update 1)
After getting a wooden sign, Kevin finally officially moved into St. Louis.
This place looks like a prison, but it's actually an underground city.
It has its own mines, and the slag from the mines is stirred and then calcined, and then becomes good building materials.
It is also related to other places. The lumberyards in some places have been purchased by the apostles here and continue to provide raw materials here.
After careful calculation, Kevin found that the amount of materials required here was ridiculously large.
It seems that the entire resources of Efat can barely satisfy the appetite of this prison. The improved steam engine is like a terrifying beast, eating in raw materials and sending out products.
The system here is also quite strange. Apostles and residents mix with each other. They form a large number of guilds and coordinate their own production lines with each other, so that a variety of products can be continuously produced here.
Although he wanted to know what was being produced here, he was not qualified to enter the bottom floor and had no idea what the apostles were doing.
The wooden sign issued to him contained his basic information and address. The font seemed to be engraved by machinery, which shows that the level of mechanization here is quite high.
However, what dissatisfied Kevin was that his noble rank was not marked on it, only a line saying "former noble".
Seeing this line of writing, Kevin sneered.
Even if he committed a crime, the upper echelons of Efat did not deprive him of his noble title. How dare he become a former noble here?
The rights of nobles are sacred and inviolable, how dare they.
He arrived at his residence dissatisfied, which turned into anger.
The residence was converted from a prison cell. The fence was removed, the walls were built, the iron door was transformed into a wooden door and a door sign was hung. The area was not even as large as his own toilet.
So, why did I take the blame for Delai in the first place?
Dissatisfied, he walked into his new room and his lungs nearly exploded.
This is actually a double room!
There were two beds in the small room. Although the room looked neat, he felt the air stink when he thought of living with a stranger.
My roommate has been living here for a while. He was lying on the bed and reading a book leisurely. When he saw Kevin, he raised his head in a friendly manner and said, "Hello, you are my new roommate. Nice to meet you." ."
"I'm not happy." Kevin said solemnly.
The new roommate is a man with messy hair and an average appearance, but a very friendly face.
Sensing Kevin's unwillingness to cooperate, he raised his head with interest, looked at Kevin seriously, and then said with a smile: "Former aristocrat?"
"Now aristocrat." Kevin emphasized, biting the word.
"Oh, then that's me, too."
The identity of the other party made Kevin's attitude soften a little, but his expression was still not very good.
The young man didn't care, after all, new nobles were like this.
Including himself.
Realizing that Kevin had no luggage, the young man stood up, took out clothes and toiletries from the cabinet on the side, and handed them to Kevin.
"These are the clothes that are distributed. You can see if they fit you. If not, you can change them."
Looking at the clothes, Kevin found that the material of the clothes was very new and smelled sour.
The color is very bright and feels good to the touch, which makes Kevin quite satisfied.
The toiletries include a toothbrush, a new towel, tooth powder for brushing teeth and a bar of soap. Although they look ordinary, they are of good quality.
Realizing that Kevin was observing these things curiously, the young man said with a smile: "These are items produced inside the prison. You can take them again after you use them, but don't eat them."
"I know!"
Pointing to the young man, Kevin said arrogantly. He said: "Come here, help me tidy up my clothes, and then help me change my clothes."
Kevin's current clothes are still prison uniforms, and the rough texture makes his whole body hurt. Now he urgently needs a piece of clothing to change out of his prison uniforms.
But when he was at home, he had special servants to help him dress, and he couldn't even put on his clothes without those people.
The young man did not move, but looked at Kevin with interest.
The other party's attitude made Kevin a little angry, and he couldn't help but ask: "What are you looking at?"
"I feel like I'm seeing my old self. When I came here more than half a month ago, I couldn't wear clothes."
" What about now?"
"I still can't, but I can put on clothes. I can't unbutton my clothes, even when I wash them. I just tuck them in when I wear them." "
That's it... Then why don't you come over and help me change my clothes? ?"
"Do it yourself." The young man lay on the bed and continued to read leisurely, "Everything here must be done by yourself, including dressing, bathing, getting books, and eating. You only have food after working every day, and you have two days off on weekends. Don't show off. You are pretending to be a noble. Everyone in this area is a former noble."
"But I am a fifth-level noble!"
"I am a third-level noble."
With these words, Kevin's previous style disappeared without a trace. .
After standing there for a while, Kevin still wanted to speak, when he found that the young man had turned the book to the back cover, revealing the coat of arms inside.
Heraldry is a must-learn subject for every noble. Each family's coat of arms is unique and contains a family's history, blood relationships, etc.
The pattern of a heraldry is very complex, but each line includes its own unique history and heritage, which is a required course for every noble.
And Kevin could tell at a glance that the article was from a second-level noble, which meant that the young man in front of him had a very strong backer. He didn't expect that it would be his turn here.
Frustrated, Kevin sat on the bed and slowly began to dress himself.
But when he finally finished putting it on, he saw the young man opposite him looking at him in surprise, and then burst into laughter.
"Tell me, how do you stuff your head into your sleeves! Hahahahaha! How small your brain must be, hahahaha!" "
...Don't make fun of me."
"Sorry, it's really unbearable. Ah. How did you do it! Hahahaha!"
Wiping away the tears from laughter, the young man stepped forward, helped Kevin take off his clothes, then rearranged them, and then said: "It seems you need to practice There are quite a lot of places."
"...I will."
Kevin knew that he had no way to go now.
Therefore, he must get used to this place, even if there is no one to take care of him.
Moreover, the third-level nobles in front of me are already used to this place, so I believe he can too.
At noon, he was taken to the cafeteria and began to enjoy lunch here.
I originally thought that the food here would not be very good, but the mushrooms tasted unexpectedly delicious. Although there were no meat dishes, the bread was definitely top-notch and delicious, and qualified to be placed in the best restaurant in Efat.
Seeing Kevin wolfing down the food, the young man smiled and said, "How does it taste?"
"Mediocre, no, very good."
"That's good. The apostles here pay great attention to what they eat and swear they will never let it go. Anyone will starve to death."
After tearing off the last piece of white bread and putting it into the cream of mushroom soup, Kevin said with satisfaction: "Is this a special lunch for the nobles?" "What are you talking about?" The young man was surprised. said, "Who will provide us with a special lunch? This is a 'big pot meal.'" "
What is this?"
"The apostles say that cooking and distribution are unified to save costs. And you may not I know, the cost of your meal is only about twelve copper coins."
Kevin was stunned.
According to his understanding, this lunch would cost at least twenty-one silver coins, but he didn't expect the cost to be less than one percent.
He instinctively wanted to scold the other party for lying, but the young man in front of him said slowly: "Don't believe it, I am in charge of purchasing, and I can calculate the cost. Wheat is the cheapest, and I grow my own mushrooms..." "
Then Why is it so delicious!"
"They have their own formula, and they add MSG. I don't know the specific principle. And you will know if you have been to a bakery. They are the apostles of the God of Education, and many people have it. Special blessings can produce special things. Bread is a combination of machinery and manpower, and wheat grinding is also done mechanically. Any machine has the power of hundreds of people, and the productivity liberated by this is incredibly powerful."
Kevin looked at the young man like he was a madman and asked in disbelief: "Aren't steam engines only used for stupid work?"
"That's because you think that the power of steam engines is stronger than imagined. If you see it, you will You will understand that the aristocracy is not worth mentioning in the face of this power."
Patting the stunned Kevin, the young man said to Kevin: "Okay, I have to go to work too, I am on the afternoon shift today. You You will almost be assigned a job, remember to work hard, otherwise you will be sent to the study room."
Knowing that the other party wanted to leave, Kevin subconsciously wanted to get up and salute, but was pushed back by the young man.
The opponent's strength was so great that Kevin's small body couldn't hold it up and he could only sit where he was.
"Listen up, Comrade Kevin, this is the transformation park of the apostles. You and I are just former nobles, there are not so many red tapes." "
Okay, sir."
"If possible, I would rather you call me Comrade. But It's still a little early for you now. Eat quickly, you'll have to work later."
The young man blinked and left with a smile, leaving only Kevin who was deep in thought.
Drinking the remaining mushroom soup, Kevin tasted many things from this bowl of soup, but unfortunately it didn't taste aristocratic.
But still delicious.
As the young man said, when Kevin returned to his room, the thugs were already waiting there.
The thug dressed in a nun's uniform was very muscular, and the relatively spacious room seemed a bit cramped compared to him.
He sat on Kevin's bed, his huge body deforming the bed board, and every time he moved his body, the bed board let out an overwhelmed groan.
"Jiejiejie, Kevin, your job is here."
"Can you stop smiling like that, I'm scared."
"Jiejiejie, I'm used to it. Okay, go to school to register, and then try to teach a class. You can choose what you are good at to explain. Do you want me to send you off?"
"Okay."
Kevin said with emotion that although the thugs looked vicious, they were nice people.
But immediately, he didn't think so.
Grabbing Kevin, the thugs carried Kevin to the school like a wild dog, and then threw him to the school administrator.
The manager was also an apostle. After looking at Kevin for a while, he said, "He's unconscious." "
It's okay, I have the skills! Look at my living punch!"
With one punch, Kevin felt like he was hit by a carriage. When it reached his lower abdomen, the severe pain made him curl up like a shrimp. Then he jumped up angrily and shouted: "What are you doing! Do you want to kill me!"
"Jiejiejie, isn't this okay?"
"How is it possible... …It’s true!”
Kevin was confused when he found out that he was really safe.
However, the thugs had already left, and he could only face the school administrator and accept their arrangements.
The school administrator didn't pay much attention and just asked: "Can you teach children under seven years old?"
Kevin felt that he had been greatly insulted and shouted loudly: "I am a fifth-level noble!"
"Oh, Forgot that you are still a noble, how about children under six years old?"
"You..."
"Since you don't want to do it, let's try the ten-year-old children first. Let me state in advance that they have all been [motivated] for a few days. There is more knowledge in some places than you think."
"What can a group of ten-year-olds have to be afraid of?"
Kevin walked into the arranged classroom dissatisfied and started his work.
It's time to give the kids here a little royal shock!
He walked into the classroom with confidence, but for the first ten minutes he was on the podium and the students were below, and ten minutes later he was below and the students were on the podium.
After completing a test paper in sweat, a ten-year-old girl frowned at the answers, and then sighed: "Kid Kevin..."
"I'm not that young! I'm over thirty!"
"You too I know I'm not young anymore. Then why can't
I know something as simple as trigonometric function?" "What's the use of learning this?"
"You can be an engineer. The most amazing person in prison is an engineer, my dad Mom most wants me to be an engineer."
"I want to be a mathematician. I especially like big numbers. I like both the Gregorian number and the Tarsus Garden number." "I
want to be a maintenance worker. Don't you think it's better to let the machine Isn't it so cool to be up and running again!"
Seeing the children happily discussing their dreams, Kevin only felt humiliated.
Damn it...
why, I'm not even as good as a group of ten-year-old kids.
While the children were discussing the problem, Kevin left the school in humiliation without anyone else paying attention.
It's really...
such a shame.
At the door, the school administrator seemed to have anticipated this situation.
Facing Kevin who was shaking all over, the manager patted him on the shoulder and said, "Are you going to teach six-year-old children, or go to the study room for [enlightenment]." "
What is enlightenment?"
"The third-level blessing is more useful than [Inspiration]. It can make people understand what they are really good at. You are also talented, but it has been buried. So, do you want to give it a shot?" Kevin was a
little instinctive. He resisted, but the humiliating scene just now still echoed in front of his eyes.
In order to prevent himself from being insulted by a ten-year-old child again, Kevin nodded vigorously: "I'll go!"
Thank you Cricket for the 200-point reward for reading the book. Thank you.
(End of chapter)