For a long time, Sui Xiong felt that the "New Oriental Technical School" in Void City was a bit unworthy of its name. The so-called technical school, of course, should be a school for technical training. However, in the school that he opened, there were classes that taught culture and science, accounting, herbal medicine, cooking, and so on. However, there was no such thing as mechanical mining.
Look at the technical schools on Earth, even the lowest level, such as lathe and fitter, must certainly be taught. The more high-end ones, such as Lanxiang, even had a one-stop line for driving, repairing, and building cars. There were excavators, bulldozers, pavers, and all kinds of construction machinery — this was what a technical school should be like!
Sui Xiong was not dissatisfied with the results of his imitation of New Oriental, but he felt that this technical school was incomplete and lacked the most important content.
Now, with the arrival of this group of craftsmen and technicians from the Dwarf Kingdom, this biggest shortcoming could finally be made up for!
"What? The job that His Majesty Void Mask arranged for us is … to be teachers?! " Hala Hill, the leader of this group of dwarf craftsmen and technicians and the younger brother of the current king of the Dwarf Kingdom, looked at Liv Parne with a stunned expression and asked blankly, "Who are we to be teachers for?"
Liv, who had just married not long ago, was no longer as immature and reckless as when she first met Sui Xiong, Leon, and Steele. Now she was calm and virtuous, but full of heroic spirit because of many years of adventuring. She looked a bit like her mother, Madame Teague, but her temperament vaguely had the shadow of her father, Knight Parne. Seeing that the strong dwarf uncle in front of her was at a loss, she smiled gently and explained in detail.
It would have been better if she hadn't explained, but this explanation made Hala Hill even more at a loss.
He was an excellent blacksmith, an excellent miner, a good maker and maintenance of machinery, a descendant of the King of the Hills, and a brave Saint Samurai.
However, he never remembered being a teacher.
Uh … How did they teach their students in the dwarven society?
Hala tried to remember.
First, he had to prepare a thick and strong stick.
Then he had to prepare enough wine.
After these two things were ready, he took the little guys who wanted to learn from him to work together. If they did well, he would give them a glass of wine; if they did poorly, he would beat them with a stick.
It seemed … it seemed … maybe … there was nothing else.
Halla looked at her hands guiltily.
His hands were extremely strong. When he raised his shield, he could withstand the charge of a Magical Beast that was as tall as four or five people. When he swung his axe, he could cut a fully-armed, heavy-armored Warrior in half.
If he also held a wooden stick and smashed it on those weak humans without any armor ….
Someone would die, right?
Of course it would!
It was obvious that the traditional dwarf education model he knew was definitely not suitable for this.
Then, how could he be a teacher?
Difficult, difficult, difficult!
So Hara frowned and asked, "Is there no other job that suits me? I'm very powerful. It's a pity to let such a powerful Saint Samurai be a teacher. "
"It's precisely because you're so amazing that I want to invite you to be my teacher." Lic said with a smile, "To be precise, I want you to be the Vice Principal of our Technical School in charge of the mechanical and mining courses. Of course, you will also be in charge of the elite classes."
"But I really don't know how to teach people …"
"No one is born to know everything. But compared to others, at least you are more capable, and your starting point is much higher than others," Lic said. Lic said, "May I ask, among the craftsmen and technicians who have come from afar, are you the most skilled and skilled one?"
Halla nodded. Dwarves did not like to be humble. A good person was a good person.
"That's right. If you don't become the Vice Principal, are you going to let someone else be? That's not suitable. "
At this point, Halla, who was already a little clumsy with words, could only retreat in dejection and think about how to be a teacher.
The efficiency of the Republic of Northwest was very high. In less than half a month, a new school building had been built. And for the sake of education, Sui Xiong specially built a mine for them. The content of the mine was exactly the same as a mine in reality, whether it was the soil, stones, or mineral veins.
For this, he even used his extraordinary power to "shape all things," which cost a lot.
This man-made mine received unanimous praise from the dwarf teachers. Everyone said that with such good conditions, at least in mining and mineral processing, it would definitely be able to teach well.
In comparison, in terms of machinery and forging, Sui Xiong could not help much. He provided a high-quality forging furnace and various tools, but other than that, he really could not help much.
He wanted to make all kinds of machine tools from Earth, even if he could only make some of the simplest ones. But in this aspect, he had nine out of ten acupoints cleared — he knew nothing at all. Even if all kinds of machine tools were placed in front of him, he would not be able to recognize which one was which, let alone the structure of the machine tools.
Sui Xiong could be considered an expert in painting, sculpture, clothing, house design, decoration, and even antique appraisal. But when it came to industry, he really did not know anything at all.
This was like asking a chemist to teach you how to grow vegetables. It was completely different. It was much more reliable to find an old farmer to teach you.
Fortunately, the dwarves were all experts. The youngest one had been a blacksmith or miner for more than 40 years. For them, just these tools were enough.
After trying it out, the dwarf teachers determined that they had enough and could recruit students.
Although most of them were still a little uneasy, worried that they would lead the students astray.
In fact, this kind of worry was unnecessary. In general, people who had this kind of worry would not lead the students astray.
New Oriental Vocational School opened a new branch to teach skills such as forging and mining. This recruitment notice quickly spread throughout the Republic of Northwest and even to the nearby countries.
Not long after, people who were interested in learning came to New Oriental in an endless stream.
Because the course this time would be more difficult, and there was a certain degree of danger, the tuition was much lower. It was basically free, and even subsidized food and lodging. But after learning, they had to work in the Republic of Northwest for five years before they could leave — of course, these five years would definitely be paid.
Such conditions could only be said to be so-so in Sui Xiong's eyes, but for the people of this world, it was already unimaginably generous. There were many young people who signed up, and among them, there were especially many Orcs.
To be precise, there were especially many Half-Orcs.
Sui Xiong was very puzzled about this. Why would the Half-Orcs risk dying in the Great Gobi and cross the desert to the Republic of Northwest to study technology? Could it be that the Orc Empire was going to do something big again?
He disguised himself as a human and went to the Orc Empire to inquire, only to find that he was completely wrong.
The Orc Empire did not make any big moves. These Half-Orcs who came to learn technology really just wanted to learn some skills to support their families.
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