Chapter 37 The Professor Was a Cat
“Don’t mind them. Class A people are always proud, Julian.”
Noah tried to comfort him.
Julian answered, “Why would I mind?”
Noah fell silent.
Fine. He had worried for nothing.
Six figures entered the lecture hall, and the room quieted at once.
They were the advisors of the six classes.
Barnes came in first.
Anne came in last.
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Energy block manufacturing was a core skill for engineering students, and the academy clearly valued it. Advisors had to attend with their classes and help answer practical questions whenever the professor could not get to everyone.
No matter how skilled a mecha master was, one person could not guide several hundred students at once.
As Anne passed Class A, a few students looked at her with open mockery.
Barnes had not lied about that.
Class A’s geniuses really did dislike Anne.
Anne did not look at them.
She walked calmly to the front of Class F.
Only after all six advisors were seated did movement come from the door again.
necks, eager to see the course master.
arth-year teachers for this subject were all famous mecha manufacturing
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yone’s excitement, a tabby Maine Coon stepped onto the podium with graceful little
der hung around its neck.
Maine Coon said, “Meow.”
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Julian said, “?”
He was not the only one who went quiet.
Anne also looked surprised to see that cat again. The students stared at one another, baffled.
They waited for a person to follow.
No one came.
So what was this?
Was their professor a cat?
“Meow!”
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The tabby suddenly cried out from the podium. The sound seemed to carry its own authority, because the entire room shut up.
Then came the mechanical female voice Julian knew very well.
“Good morning, students. I am your instructor for Energy Block Manufacturing-R.”
R?
The White Tower’s chief doctor?
The dean of the Mecha Engineering Department?
Hundreds of students went completely silent.
Every eye locked onto the podium.
The recorder on the Maine Coon’s neck lit up, and a video appeared on the whiteboard.
In the video, someone in a white lab coat stood at a workbench Her face was hidden, but her hands were pale, clean, and steady.
She held an extraction stylus.
With a few smooth motions, she liquefied the energy inside a Starvein Agate, wrapped it in psychic power, drew it out, and guided it into the prepared energy casing beside her.
For ordinary mecha engineers, any step could go wrong.
In R’s hands, it all looked effortless.
The stylus might as well have been her own finger.
How hard was it to pick something up?
“Did you understand?”
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The mechanical voice returned, snapping many students out of their daze.
Julian was one of them.
Energy blocks.
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