How to use all the resources on hand to make the most basic survival tools;
How to use the resources on hand to build the simplest houses;
How to identify and avoid the attacks of dangerous wild animals;
How to use wild plants to make the most basic wound medicine;
How to deal with some common diseases;
How to use weapons to fight;
How to strengthen one's body...
After eight years of compulsory education, most of the students, or more than 99% of the commoners, would leave school and officially enter the society, starting their own lives. As long as you were diligent, you would be able to pick up a hoe and become a farmer after a bit of training. When you entered a factory, you would be a worker. When you joined the army, you would be a soldier. More precisely, you would be cannon fodder and the food for foreign races. The national education in the Age of Black Iron was to train people who could survive in this age with the least cost and the most efficient means, instead of a pile of embroidered pillows and beasts' feces.
Of course, like the humans before the Catastrophe, the compulsory education in all ages was not the highest level. After eight years of compulsory education, a few real elites and geniuses with powerful backgrounds or outstanding talents in some aspects would be able to enter a higher and more mysterious place to learn more professional knowledge and receive real elite education. Blackhot City, which was founded by a group of businessmen and factory owners, naturally didn't have any high-level elite academies. There was only a common business school, which was very popular for commoners.
It was said that the real elite academies could only be found in other human cities and core residential areas with deeper backgrounds. However, the requirements to enter those academies were extremely harsh. Let's put it this way. Thousands of people would graduate from the Seventh National School of Blackhot City each year. However, for the past eight consecutive years, there had never been a student who was qualified to enter a real elite academy. Eight years ago, a Chinese genius called Li Shizhen was selected by the Continental Pharmacists Union. After graduation, he was taken away. As a result, that person became the pride of the entire school. Li Shizhen's photo had been hung in the school's exhibition room for eight years. Each time there was a school meeting, the headmaster would take that person out and talk about him, causing people's ears to grow calluses. Together with that person's photo, there were two other legendary figures from that school. The higher education in this age was definitely the real elite education. It was said that tens of millions of students were enrolled in human countries' colleges and universities before the Catastrophe. However, in the current age, it was completely like a myth. The knowledge in this age was extremely expensive, unimaginably expensive. Additionally, the knowledge was only in the hands of a few people, a few families, and the powerful sects, shrines, and churches. Only the real elites could have a chance to touch it.
Although Zhang Tie felt that he had worked very hard at school, in this age where everyone was working hard for their own survival, Zhang Tie's hard work didn't make him an elite or a lucky person. Zhang Tie's family didn't have any big figures. Therefore, Zhang Tie's performance in all aspects was very average. He wasn't the worst, but he couldn't stand out either. He was neither an elite nor a garbage.
If nothing unexpected happened, Zhang Tie felt that he might be like his father in the future. After completing the military service, he would seek a peaceful and stable job. He would try his best to enter a factory in the city and become a common worker. He would marry a hardworking woman who was not ugly but was good at housework. He would have several children and work hard every day for food for his family like ants. One day, when he was dying on the bed, he would recall his miserable and gloomy life as an insignificant screw in this age and think about those beautiful women he had seen but had not slept with, such as the goddess Daina. In the end, before he closed his eyes, he would tremblingly raise his hand and point his middle finger at this age full of assholes. Then, he would die …
At this thought, Zhang Tie couldn't help but shudder when he entered the classroom. He really didn't want to live such a life. Although Zhang Tie had made up his mind long ago, when he entered the classroom today, he fiercely reminded himself that he had to live long enough, have enough gold coins, and sleep with enough beautiful women. If he really left this world one day, Zhang Tie hoped to see a lot of beautiful women crying or even dying for him. At the same time, a lot of descendants who didn't care about him would be secretly delighted or even laugh out loud at the sight of the gold coins and family property left by him. This old guy finally died …
Perhaps, one day, he would be able to live the life of those big shots. His wardrobe would have dozens of underwear, dozens of new leather shoes, and he would have meat for three meals a day. He would even have a beautiful personal maid with large breasts and buttocks … ….
Zhang Tie often thought of this. In his mind, all the big figures should live a carefree life. However, this dream was as far away as an ugly duckling that could only roll in a quagmire dreaming of becoming a huge dragon.
About ten minutes later, Zhang Tie arrived at the mechanic's classroom and saw several horny students standing in a row by the window on one side of the classroom. They were all stretching their heads out of the window while their other hands were quickly rubbing their waists. Some of them were even groaning in a low voice. Zhang Tie looked out of the window and saw Goddess Daina's figure gracefully passing by the flowerbed below the mechanic's classroom. From this angle, Goddess Daina's breasts were extremely magnificent …
Zhang Tie swallowed his saliva …
'These bastards!'
"Bighead, how about it? Let's enjoy it together …" The guy with a face full of pimples turned around and 'sincerely' suggested Zhang Tie as he rubbed the thing that he had pulled out of his crotch.
"No, I just saw Captain Kerlin walking towards our classroom. You guys enjoy it!"
Hearing Zhang Tie's words, everybody stopped what they were doing. Their faces, which had been covered with pimples, instantly turned pale. Like a punctured balloon, the balls that they had pulled out shrunk at a visible speed, causing the classroom to be in chaos. Some of them had pulled the zipper too fast, causing their skin or hair to be cut off, causing them to wail like ghosts and howl like wolves. It was unknown whether they would become impotent in the future. God forgive me, Zhang Tie was sure that if he knew what was happening in the classroom, Captain Kerlin would really want to come over and crush all the balls of those horny students … Zhang Tie thought to himself, "God forgive me, I bet that if Captain Kerlin knew what was happening in the classroom, he would really want to come over and crush all the balls of those horny students …"
Everybody quickly returned to their positions and stood in front of their workbenches, causing the classroom to become quiet. Zhang Tie also came to his workbench and casually wiped off the dust on it. After that, he started to check whether the rows of tools on it were still in good condition. Just like that, ten minutes passed quickly. When the bell rang and the teacher of the technical class walked into the classroom with a lot of things, Captain Kerlin still hadn't shown up. When they let out a sigh of relief, the group of bastards glared at Zhang Tie. However, they didn't dare to lose their temper in the class.
The teacher of the mechanic class was a balding middle-aged man in his 50s. He looked gloomy and boring. He didn't talk much in class, but nobody dared to look down upon him. This was because this old man had used several simple tools and a pile of rubbish in the morning in front of Zhang Tie and the other students to make a small single-cylinder steam engine. After placing a brazier on the ground, the steam engine started to run. In this age, teachers were not simple.
As usual, after the balding man entered the classroom and wrote "Making Spiral Springs by Hand" on the blackboard, he started to talk. After that, he left several formulas and data such as the winding ratio, compression slenderness ratio, mandrel diameter, and tensile strength on the blackboard. After that, he had someone distribute three steel wires to each of them. For Zhang Tie and the other students, this morning's class was to make any three types of spiral springs by hand. After receiving the steel wires, everybody started to work on their workbenches. Even the bastards who had been harassing them just now seemed to have changed into different people and started to work hard for their own survival. The balding man walked out of the technical class with a glass of water in his hand.
The biggest difference between humans and those powerful beasts, as well as those aliens who only knew how to kill was that humans could use and make tools. Although a spring was not eye-catching, it had the widest range of uses, and being able to make it by hand had undoubtedly become a survival skill.
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