With the vote of the four dummies, Zan Zichen was pardoned his crimes, but he was no longer a disciple of s.h.i.+ Fang sect . To play it safe, Yao Si made him wait at the service person's room until his wounds got better before leaving .
As for Sect Leader Yu, she couldn't be sure whether he would cause trouble in the future as it was limited what she could do .
After the matter was settled, the service crew member ensured that there wasn't anyone else before starting on his duty . He was called Qiao Bu, similar to a certain someone that sold fruits .
After hearing Mr . Qiao's explanation, Yao Si understood that she had been sent to the wrong destination because of the booth she registered at, that booth was meant for the training of celestials themselves .
If the third district was considered beginner level, then the ninth district was h.e.l.l, even celestials themselves rarely went there .
Yao Si recalled the old promoter . He must have deliberately misled her toward the wrong booth . His behavior was simply disgusting . No wonder he didn't have any business .
Mr . Qiao expressed his utmost regret for what happened, helping her to complaint about the matter to the regulation office before informing her of the main points . There was also a doc.u.ment for her to sign, an indemnity form before the registration was completed .
"This is the beginner guide . " He pa.s.sed her a jade-like square piece, signaling for her to press it against her head .
Yao Si hesitated slightly before reaching out to grab it and pressing it between her brows . Right then, an influx of information entered her brain; it was much faster than studying . She could understand the information and what she should take note of during the training . There was even a line that warned them to limit their interactions with the indigenous tribes and prohibited them from bringing locals out of their area .
There was also an explanation in the end .
Basically, the locals were considered celestials' backup troops, warriors of the celestial realm . It was just like how bloodlings had to convert humans . Celestials were born as part of the indigenous tribes, and only after they reached 3S rank would they be considered as true members of the celestial race . The locals called it: Flight Upgrade!
If the training of indigenous tribes was disrupted, it might aid them in walking out of the planet . Since they had a special physique, it might attract the atomic thunder from the planet nearby, and if they weren't of 3S rank yet, they might be killed by the thunder . There was a chance that others might be implicated as well .
Hence, people that came for training were expected not to interact with the indigenous tribes . Besides, with the limited training time and high costs, they wouldn't be around for long .
"I understand . " Yao Si nodded . "I will adhere to it from now on . "
"Great, you should rest early today before the training begins tomorrow . " Mr . Qiao smiled . "I'll head out now . I wish you a pleasant training . " Turning away, he headed out .
"The four of you, stop!" Yao Si ordered, stopping the four figures that were inching out the door .
Mr . Qiao turned, caressing his swollen eye while flying off at high speed . Curiosity killed the cat, so he wasn't going to stay around . Just this morning, the four of them had come with a murderous aura; the memory of it still sent a s.h.i.+ver down his spine . With such a terrifying combat ability, he couldn't be sure which race they belonged to .
Yao Si took in a deep breath, glancing over at the four unfamiliar faces . "Now, which generation are you guys, and who sent you?"
With the vote of the four dummies, Zan Zichen was pardoned his crimes, but he was no longer a disciple of s.h.i.+ Fang sect . To play it safe, Yao Si made him wait at the service person's room until his wounds got better before leaving . .
As for Sect Leader Yu, she couldn't be sure whether he would cause trouble in the future as it was limited what she could do . .
After the matter was settled, the service crew member ensured that there wasn't anyone else before starting on his duty . He was called Qiao Bu, similar to a certain someone that sold fruits . .
After hearing Mr . Qiao's explanation, Yao Si understood that she had been sent to the wrong destination because of the booth she registered at, that booth was meant for the training of celestials themselves . .
If the third district was considered beginner level, then the ninth district was h.e.l.l, even celestials themselves rarely went there . .
Yao Si recalled the old promoter . He must have deliberately misled her toward the wrong booth . His behavior was simply disgusting . No wonder he didn't have any business . .
Mr . Qiao expressed his utmost regret for what happened, helping her to complaint about the matter to the regulation office before informing her of the main points . There was also a doc.u.ment for her to sign, an indemnity form before the registration was completed . .
"This is the beginner guide . " He pa.s.sed her a jade-like square piece, signaling for her to press it against her head . .
Yao Si hesitated slightly before reaching out to grab it and pressing it between her brows . Right then, an influx of information entered her brain; it was much faster than studying . She could understand the information and what she should take note of during the training . There was even a line that warned them to limit their interactions with the indigenous tribes and prohibited them from bringing locals out of their area . .
There was also an explanation in the end . .
Basically, the locals were considered celestials' backup troops, warriors of the celestial realm . It was just like how bloodlings had to convert humans . Celestials were born as part of the indigenous tribes, and only after they reached 3S rank would they be considered as true members of the celestial race . The locals called it: Flight Upgrade! .
If the training of indigenous tribes was disrupted, it might aid them in walking out of the planet . Since they had a special physique, it might attract the atomic thunder from the planet nearby, and if they weren't of 3S rank yet, they might be killed by the thunder . There was a chance that others might be implicated as well . .
Hence, people that came for training were expected not to interact with the indigenous tribes . Besides, with the limited training time and high costs, they wouldn't be around for long . .
"I understand . " Yao Si nodded . "I will adhere to it from now on . " .
"Great, you should rest early today before the training begins tomorrow . " Mr . Qiao smiled . "I'll head out now . I wish you a pleasant training . " Turning away, he headed out . .
"The four of you, stop!" Yao Si ordered, stopping the four figures that were inching out the door . .
Mr . Qiao turned, caressing his swollen eye while flying off at high speed . Curiosity killed the cat, so he wasn't going to stay around . Just this morning, the four of them had come with a murderous aura; the memory of it still sent a s.h.i.+ver down his spine . With such a terrifying combat ability, he couldn't be sure which race they belonged to . .
Yao Si took in a deep breath, glancing over at the four unfamiliar faces . "Now, which generation are you guys, and who sent you?"