"Phew …" Laurist heaved a sigh of relief and looked up at the hourglass hanging above the hall. This exquisite and complicated device was the Telimbo Kingdom's flagship product. It was said that there were only a hundred of them produced every year, and each was worth more than a thousand gold fords. In Laurist's opinion, this hourglass device was just a new design. It cleverly used gravity and magnetism. Every time the sand on the upper layer leaked out, the center of gravity would shift, and the hourglass would automatically flip and start counting again.
Beside the hourglass were two glass tubes of different sizes. The larger glass tube had twelve notches. Every time the hourglass flipped, the red liquid in the glass tube would rise one notch, representing one hour. When the red liquid rose to the twelfth notch, it would fall to the bottom, and then rise again one notch at a time. The smaller glass tube only had six notches, representing 60 minutes in an hour.
The hourglass hanging above the auditorium was bought by the teachers and students of the former Yellow Ribbon Academy's dean, Sir Alexander Berg, on his sixtieth birthday as a birthday gift. Sir Alexander had ordered people to place it above the auditorium as a souvenir. Now, Dawn Academy had profited from it.
Every time Laurist saw this hourglass device, he found it funny. This thing was probably a kind of clock. According to Chinese customs, it was not auspicious to give a clock to an elder on his birthday, because the sound was the same as sending off the deceased. In less than half a year after receiving this thing, the Sir had a heart attack and died. Why don't I give Dean Levins an hourglass on his birthday as well?
Krisha, the Iron Academy's female instructor, placed the list of students on the table. "It's finally done. The students have been assigned to classes."
Laurist nodded and stopped thinking. "It's almost four o 'clock now. Everyone should take a break. Half an hour later, all the instructors and assistants will come for a meeting to discuss the arrangements for each class. Instructor Anya, bring a few people with you to organize the list of students. Make a list for each class. Just like last time, leave a blank after the name, and make a note in the future. "
Anya nodded. She took the list and asked two female assistants to start copying it.
"Hey, Yuri, get some tea. I'm too lazy to get up," Laurist shouted at Yuri. This time, the academy allowed Laurist to choose the members of the Qi Awakening Class himself, and Laurist added his good friend Yuri to the list.
Just as Laurist was holding a cup of tea and gossiping with a few instructors, he saw a middle-aged man in a luxurious robe rush into the auditorium. He stopped in front of Laurist and the others and asked politely, "Excuse me, is this the instructors of the Battle Qi Beginner's class? “
Instructor Hughes replied, "Yes, what do you want?"
The middle-aged man turned around and walked to the entrance of the auditorium. He shouted, "Young Master, this is the place. You can alight now."
What was going on? Laurist and the other instructors stared at the door. Soon, they saw the middle-aged man turn around, followed by a fat man. This fat man was not just fat, but really fat. His arms were as thick as Laurist's thighs. It was strenuous for him to walk, gasping for breath with every step. It made people worry for him, afraid that he would stop breathing immediately.
The middle-aged man then walked in front of Instructor Hughes and took out a certificate of admission from his pocket. "My apologies, our young master is also a new student of the Qi Initiation Class. Due to his inconvenience, he is late. Please forgive us."
Wait, that wasn't right. Weren't there 879 new students in the Qi Initiation Class? They had all been checked and assigned to their classes. Why was there another one? Besides, with the fat man's size, how could he pass the entrance exam?
Instructor Hughes took the certificate of admission and glanced at it before handing it to Laurist with a bitter smile. Laurist took a look. Damn, how was this a certificate of admission? This was a letter personally written by that old man, Dean Levins. The letter was addressed to him, and it went straight to the point. It was about the fat man. The old man said that the fat man was called Dorsett House. He was the sole heir of the Peterson Chamber of Commerce, which was one of the seven members of the highest authority of the Ford Commercial Alliance. He was 18 years old this year. His father, the current president of the Peterson Chamber of Commerce, was also a graduate of Dawn College. The Peterson family had always been a big sponsor of Dawn College. The annual sponsorship was 10,000 Gold Fords.
Because President Peterson had a son in his middle years, he spoiled him too much. As a result, the child was given everything he needed, and he accidentally fed him until he became a fat man. Now that President Peterson saw his son become a big meatball, he realized something was wrong. If this continued, what would happen to the Peterson family when he was old and gone? How could his son inherit the family business and manage the chamber of commerce?
However, it was too late for President Peterson to regret. He wanted to help his son lose weight, so he ordered the housekeeper to change his five meals a day to three. Apart from afternoon tea and midnight snacks, the portions of the three meals were reduced by half. Each meal only required seven or eight dishes. However, before the day had even arrived, his son cried and made a scene. The old lady, the first lady, and the second lady all came out to denounce President Peterson. They also added another ten dishes to the child's meal.
President Peterson had no choice but to make another move. He spent a lot of money to hire a Master Swordsman and asked him to initiate his son's Qi Initiation. President Peterson believed that as long as his son's Qi Awakened, he would naturally be able to lose the fat on his body. It was a good idea, but the Master Swordsman stayed for more than a month. He helplessly told President Peterson that with his son's physical condition, it was impossible for him to awaken Qi Awakened. To put it bluntly, what flowed in his son's veins wasn't blood, but fat. In the end, the Master Swordsman warned that if his son continued to overeat and get fat, his life would be in danger in less than three years.
What should he do? President Peterson was so worried about his precious son that his hair turned white. It was at this time that he heard of Laurist's reputation as a Gold Instructor for Qi Training. He also learned that Laurist had become the head instructor of the Qi Initiation class for the new semester at Dawn College. His eyes lit up. This was really a case of mountains and rivers returning without a path, but a glimmer of hope at the darkest hour. President Peterson was overjoyed and hurried to Dawn College to find Dean Levins. Then, he got this admission certificate written by Dean Levins himself.
Dean Levins first introduced the fat man's situation, then asked Laurist to find a way to help President Peterson solve his worries. For the good relationship between the Peterson family and Dawn College, for the annual sponsorship of 15,000 gold coins, and because of his son's admission, President Peterson was willing to increase the annual sponsorship of the college by 5,000 gold coins. Dean Levins asked Laurist to do his best to help President Peterson even if there were no difficulties. Finally, Dean Levins promised that as long as President Peterson's wish was fulfilled, the college would not hesitate to reward the teaching team generously. The reward would not be less than 1,000 gold coins.
Damn, this old man is always giving me trouble. I'm teaching the Qi Initiation class, not the weight loss class. If this fat man didn't lose his fat first, how could he awaken his qi? However, the old man couldn't be blamed for this. He couldn't do anything about it. After all, the sponsorship from the Peterson family wasn't for nothing. If the Peterson family was in trouble, Dawn Academy wouldn't hesitate to help if it could.
Laurist muttered as he put away the letter and said to the middle-aged man, "Let him come here and put his hand here. I'll check his body."
The fat man moved over step by step and rolled up his sleeves according to Laurist's instructions. Then, he put his arm on the leather pillow. Sigh, how is this a hand? It's clearly a pig trotter. It's white and fat, shiny. Laurist sighed and stretched out three fingers, placing them on the fatso's pulse.
Huh? Where's the pulse? Laurist pressed lightly and didn't feel anything. He pressed harder and still didn't feel anything. This, this, isn't there too much fat? Laurist furrowed his brows and pressed down hard again. This time, he finally felt a weak pulse.
After a while, Laurist withdrew his hand and shook his head with a long sigh. The middle-aged man beside him asked nervously, "Sir, what's wrong with my young master?"
Laurist's face darkened. After thinking for a while, he asked the middle-aged man, "Are you the butler?"
"Ah, yes, I'm the second butler of the Peterson family. I'm in charge of serving the young master." The middle-aged man nodded.
"You can't decide this. You'd better invite someone who can. Your young master's problem is to lose weight before he can awaken his qi. His body's condition is already very bad. If he doesn't awaken his qi and continues to be so fat, he can only live for a few more years. " Laurist looked at the fatty, but he saw that the fatty was unmoved by his words. He didn't seem to care at all. It was as if Laurist was just trying to scare him by making it sound so serious.
The middle-aged man was shocked because Laurist was the second person to say this. The Great Swordsman was the first. The problem was that the Great Swordsman's words were kept secret in the family. Since two people said the same thing, it showed that this matter was very serious. "The master is having tea with your dean. I'll invite him over immediately. Please wait a moment."
The middle-aged man ran out of the auditorium like he was flying, and the sound of the carriage went far away.
Soon, President Peterson appeared in front of Laurist. His hawk-like eyes stared at Laurist. "You're Norton Laurist, the famous double gold badge holder of the Dawn Academy, Instructor Locke?"
Laurist sucked in a breath. He didn't expect the master of the Peterson Family, one of the seven major chambers of commerce in the Ford Commercial Alliance, to be a gold rank combat expert. The old man in front of him was dressed simply and had a kind face. He didn't look any different from the old people chatting and playing chess in the streets. He didn't have any combat badge on his chest, but Laurist could feel a faint and oppressive aura around him, protecting his body. Laurist had only felt this aura when he fought with Instructor Kelud before going to the Ruins Islands.
Laurist looked straight ahead and said calmly, "Good afternoon, President Peterson. I'm Instructor Locke. I've invited you here to discuss the matter of your son's admission. With the President's level, you're naturally aware of your son's physical condition. Whether it's for the sake of his health or to awaken his qi, your son must first lose weight, and it can't be delayed. Otherwise, your son's life will be greatly threatened. What I want to say is, what do you think of your son losing weight? Do you bring him home to lose weight before entering the academy, or do you want him to lose weight and awaken his qi in the academy? "
President Peterson was stunned by Laurist's words. He asked excitedly, "You have a way to make my son lose weight? Awaken his qi? "
"There is a way, but your son will suffer. It will take a long time, at least half a year." Laurist nodded.
"Ah …" President Peterson thought to himself, Is this kid lying to me? Last time, I asked the most famous pharmacist in Morrent, and he said that it would take at least three years of treatment for my son to lose weight. You said that it would be a long time after only half a year …
"What do you mean by suffering? Is his life in danger? "President Peterson asked.
"Controlling his diet and forcing him to train is normal for others, but it's torture for your son. Also, in order to ensure that your son can complete his daily training, we might have to use some methods that are rude and scary to him. Some blood and small wounds are unavoidable, but we can guarantee that his life will not be in danger, "Laurist said.
"If President Peterson is willing to trust us, please sign a guarantee that your family will not interfere with your son's life and training while he is in the academy. You can send people to observe, but you have no right to criticize or protest. If you violate this, please bear all the consequences. The instructors will not be responsible, and your son will be sent home immediately. "Laurist added another layer.
"This …" President Peterson hesitated. After all, he was his biological son. He had been treasured by his family since he was young, afraid that he would melt in their mouths and be lost in their hands. He had not suffered much in his life, or else he wouldn't have grown so fat. He had a feeling in his heart that if he agreed to Lollister's request, his precious son would suffer a great sin.
"It seems that President Peterson loves his son very much. Why don't you bring your son home first, and it won't be too late to enter the academy for impetus training after he loses weight." Laurist heaved a sigh of relief. This was the best choice, and it would save everyone trouble.
"No, I'll leave him to you. I hope Instructor Locke won't disappoint me." President Peterson suddenly made his final decision.
"Uh, President, don't you want to reconsider?" Laurist was disappointed.
"There's no need. Just do it." President Peterson waved his hand decisively.
"This, alright. President, please come over here and sign the guarantee. Also, handle the enrollment procedures for your son. Because your son's situation is special, you'll have to pay some additional fees. "Laurist was helpless. There was going to be one more trouble from today onwards.
"I'll just sign the guarantee. He'll take care of the rest. You can look for him if you need anything." President Peterson pointed at the middle-aged man standing at the side and gestured for him to come over. "Bill, you'll stay here from today onwards. Satisfy all of Instructor Locke's needs. Also, you can only look after Young Master. Without Instructor Locke's permission, you're not allowed to interact with Young Master. Do you understand?"
"Yes, Master. I understand," the middle-aged man replied respectfully.
After signing the guarantee, President Peterson sighed. "Instructor Locke, my precious son has never left home since he was young, and he hasn't suffered much. I'll leave him to you now. I hope you won't make him suffer too much during training. It's best to let him adapt slowly … "
Laurist was silent for a moment before replying, "Sometimes, parents who spoil their children too much will harm them instead …"
President Peterson …
After a while, President Peterson said, "Since I've promised to hand him over to you, I should trust you. I shouldn't worry about anything. If you can really help him lose weight and awaken impetus in half a year, I'll reward you with a thousand gold merits. "
"Ah …" The instructors around him gasped in shock.
Laurist shook his head. "I can't guarantee anything. For now, we can only wait until your son loses weight …"
"Two thousand!"
Laurist could feel the breathing of the instructors around him getting heavier …
"President Peterson, please believe in our professional ethics. Since we've accepted your son, we'll definitely teach him well, help him lose weight and train …"
"As long as my son can awaken impetus, I'll reward you with three thousand gold merits!" President Peterson interrupted Laurist. He wouldn't stop until he achieved his goal.
Laurist could feel all the instructors and assistants around him trembling. Even Instructor Hughes and Instructor Anfeya were no exception. Instructor Marlin, on the other hand, was much calmer.
"Alright, I'll try my best. Don't worry, President." Laurist lowered his head.
— — Dividing Line — —
Laurist gathered all the instructors and assistants for a meeting.
"Class 1, there's a total of 352 new students. There's nothing wrong with these students' bodies. They're very healthy and full of vitality. According to normal teaching methods and a month of physical training, they'll be able to awaken impetus. Instructor Marlin, you've trained recruits in the City Defense Army before, so you should be more familiar with this kind of large-scale training method. Therefore, I'll leave the first class to you. You can choose four instructors and four assistants as helpers. Is that alright? "
"No problem, Head Instructor Locke," Instructor Marlin replied with a smile.
"Class 2, there's a total of 175 new students in this class. There's nothing wrong with their bodies, but they're still in the puberty stage. They haven't reached the point where they're full of vitality yet. Currently, the members of this class still need a period of observation. During this period, they'll need to strengthen their diet and physical training to promote the absorption of nutrients and strengthen their bodies. So, I need a patient instructor to be in charge of this class. It's estimated that they'll only be able to initiate impetus in three to four months. Everyone, who's more suitable to lead this class? "Laurist asked.
Very soon, a silver instructor called Solheim was elected. He would lead two instructors and two assistants to be in charge of teaching and training Class 2.
Laurist looked at the list in his hand. "Class 3, 236 commoner students. Their problem is malnutrition. Instructor Yuri, you've experienced it last time. You know what to do. I'll leave this class to you. "
Yuri nodded. He also had to choose two instructors and two assistants to lead Class 3.
"Class 4, 116 noble students. Other than five of them who suffered from injuries when they were young, the rest of them suffered from physical damage due to sexual intercourse too early and lack of restraint. They'll need to undergo a long period of physical nourishment and recovery training. Instructor Hughes will be in charge of this class, and Instructor Anfeya will assist him. Is that alright?" Laurist looked at the two instructors. Instructor Hughes and Instructor Anfeya nodded.
"Instructor Anfeya, I'll leave the collaboration with the potion lab to you. Those nutrient drinks that replenish vitality must be taken by the students every day. No matter how bad they taste, they have to drink them. Not a single one can be missed," Laurist reminded.
"I understand, Head Instructor Locke. I'll let the students drink it in front of me every day. I won't let them cheat and avoid drinking it," Instructor Anfeya guaranteed.
"There's a student in the last class. His current physical condition is excessive nutrition and he's extremely obese. He must lose two-thirds of his body weight before he can initiate impetus like a normal student. I, the remaining instructors, and assistants will be in charge of this student together. Alright, everyone will be busy from tomorrow onwards. Today's meeting will end here. The instructors of each class can discuss among themselves.
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Laurist waved at the middle-aged man beside him. "Butler Bill, please come over. There's a small matter that I need to trouble you with …"
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