Planet of Sand and Oasis of Iron

Chapter 338 337. Being able to recognize someone dressed similarly in a crowd is also a skill (Part )

The next day, Seifer went to the girls' college in Abian as promised - by the way, the only one who had fallen behind also returned.

He was still using the title of "Martial Arts Instructor" and was now squatting in Sefer's office, giving orders outside.

He doesn't look like a hapless kid who is about to be sidelined and who will be turned into an identityless and even wanted person if he is not careful.

Sefer didn't care about this. After all, she was the financial sponsor. Moreover, during some difficult times before, she had taken the initiative to make concessions and revealed her weaknesses for analysis...

As a not-so-formal advisor, although we couldn't be said to be very close-knit, at least we had slept in the same bed.

How about giving me some preferential treatment in terms of funding and connections? After all, she stopped calling me a "wild dog" and started calling me a "mercenary."

In short, it can be considered that things are changing for the better. Seifer leisurely took the city commuter bus and arrived at his destination amid the sound of students enthusiastically discussing where to go after school.

...Having said that, it's still morning preparation time for classes, so it's a bit ahead of time to start planning what to do with your free time.

But it’s not impossible to understand, as long as you can read.

Companies have no 'obligation' to educate these young people; they only provide the teaching environment and the faculty. It's up to them to decide how much they can learn, whether they can put their knowledge to good use in the future, whether they can handle the job, or whether they'll just become mercenaries...

The company doesn't care about this. They just make the best use of people and things. As long as it's a person, there will always be a suitable position to fill it. As for whether that person is dissatisfied or not, what does it have to do with the company?

Now that you are an adult, no one will spoil you.

After standing at the school gate for a while, Seifer was wondering how to contact the guard to prove his identity when a light chirping sound came from the walkway inside the school gate.

It sounded like a scene that other colleges envied, a scene that only girls' colleges could have. Sefer even admired the female students of different ages wearing black and red uniforms at the door.

How should I put it? After coming to this world, I have been crawling around in the sand most of the time, or communicating enthusiastically with independent mercenaries.

Or they worry about paying back money and debts... In short, it's a headache in every sense of the word.

It’s never been as leisurely as it is now, when you can watch students strolling on the streets, as if they were living in a time with absolutely no external threats and no need to worry about tomorrow’s life.

As I was expressing my feelings, a few people passing by who were chatting also noticed that the school gate was different from usual. They cast curious glances at me, and then they suddenly left the trail.

"Ah...you are...the teacher from yesterday?"

One of the girls, whose black bangs covered her entire face and gave off an ordinary vibe, held the gun in her arms carefully and asked in a low voice.

Cypher didn't react at first, then suddenly remembered: "Oh, you are... the one I didn't have time to throw out when the building collapsed yesterday?"

"Throwing it out is too scary..."

The two sides exchanged a few words through the door, but her classmates seemed to be having fun and quickly asked what happened and whether she had hidden any thrilling experience from everyone!

As for Seifer, he was more curious than wary, and was very...ah, a student.

After all, the appearance that Seifer showed to the public now was very deceptive. She looked like a rather cold and capable female independent mercenary with a lot of stories to tell.

How should I put it, would it be better if I used another skin when I went to save the beauty?
Sefer's thoughts drifted here, not affecting the other side's inquiries. It was then that Sefer noticed that, compared to her classmates, the person she had rescued yesterday, while also wearing a school uniform, was slightly different. The overall outfit was similar, except for a unique armband. The belt of the pleated sailor uniform had been replaced with a sturdy belt capable of carrying magazines or expansion packs.

The hat on his head looked soft, but seemed to have some bulletproof function, and even the sniper rifle in his arms showed signs of adjustment.

This is completely different from their peers who look fancy but are actually just pursuing fashion and trends.

As the group was chatting through the door, Ichika sent a message, as if she had finally remembered that she should use a more direct method of contact.

After handing the pass to the security guard at the door, they checked it again before opening the door, allowing Sefer to step into the campus - the sign on the wall that said "Female faculty and students only" was quite eye-catching.

So what or who is this academy for?
The younger students chirped around Seifer like a bunch of fledglings, noisy but not annoying.

When Yihua hurried over, Seifer had already held the little girl high in his hands. He looked calm, but he was describing the crisis he had encountered before in a vivid manner.

The person he lifted up was very shy, but she couldn't help smiling, as if she wanted to show off but was too embarrassed... But her classmates didn't think so.

Everyone was curious about how Seifer had such great strength, and they also wanted to try the feeling of being lifted up.

"You guys..."

Everyone turned around to look at Ichika at the same time, and then, except for the one in Seifer's hand, everyone else immediately scattered and could not be called back even if they were shouted.

He was still shouting things like "Run when the disciplinary officer comes!" and "Write a self-criticism if you get caught!" These were obviously exaggerated things that made Seifer stare at it for a long time.

She shook her head helplessly. "It's not that scary... We're just more radical in our approach. And if it doesn't violate the academy's rules, we won't teach them a lesson..."

"Forget it, these are off-topic. Could you please put the child down? She must be uncomfortable being held up all the time, right?"

That's true. After Sefer put the child down, she looked at this side reluctantly, and then walked towards the direction where her companions ran away, looking back every step of the way.

"Okay, let's go somewhere else. You've been running around the academy lately. It must be something important, right?"

I have to say, the squinty-eyed guy is very accurate in judging people in many ways. Sefer did have something to do, whether it was important or not is another matter.

She replied that she did have something, so Ichika chuckled and took him to the office - don't tell me, this place is not only beautiful on the outside.

In fact, each college has its own architectural style. Some appear to be rather... sloppy, while others are solemn or heavy. The women's college's style is very... light and full of artistic creativity.

Of course, this is how the locals see it. From Sefer's perspective, since many technologies, cultures and even all aspects of life are derived from visions, the sense of integration of many things is very subtle.

It’s like the mural before entering the office. The front shows a strong man dressed in typical Greek mythology costume, with a beautiful halo above his head.

His left hand was dripping a drop of sweet rain onto the crawling crowd, while his right hand was holding a nine-barreled gun pointing towards the other end of the picture.

By the way, the mural style is ink painting.

All in all it’s hard to understand this art style, perhaps it’s because the locals have unique ideas.

(End of this chapter)