Global Game: Ten Billion Spirit Energy Coins From The Start-Chapter 886 - 942 first days pay

Chapter 886: 942, first day’s pay

Chapter 886: 942, first day’s pay

Seeing the astonished looks in Fegos and Brandon’s eyes, the two Skuru people couldn’t help but show a hint of disdain in their smiles.

What a bunch of country bumpkins, they’ve never seen the world!

But this disdain was fleeting and was quickly concealed by them.

The small spacecraft was the personal conveyance of the head of the mining company, not needing to queue like the other ships.

Deviant from the public channel, the ship entered an exclusive driveways and took only a little more than 10 minutes to reach the interior of the base, parking in a small hangar.

Stepping off the ship, they were met by a spruce, middle-aged Skuru male who was the secretary to the head of the mining company.

Upon seeing Brandon, he hurried over, “You’ve finally arrived, Lord Brandon! The boss is waiting for you in the meeting room!”

The secretary was aware of Brandon’s identity.

Now Brandon was a favorite of the Emperor, His Excellency Pu Langte, and they dared not slight him in the slightest.

“Um, this…” Brandon obviously hesitated for a moment.

Truth be told, he now wanted to shoot the promotional video and had no interest in these tiresome niceties.

But still, the company’s boss was the local bigwig, and his cordial invitation was hard to refuse.

“Well, alright then, I’ll go see President Cohen,” Brandon nodded.

However, he then said, “My assistant won’t be coming with me, please find him a suitable place to wait. We have important matters to take care of later on.”

“Understood!” the secretary responded immediately and ordered his entourage to treat Fegos well.

…

Brandon followed the secretary away.

Fegos was led by the entourage to a small reception room within the base, where he was warmly entertained.

However, Fegos didn’t understand Skuru language, and the food brought by the servants was not to his taste, so the atmosphere remained awkward the whole time.

It wasn’t until an hour later that the door to the reception room opened once more.

“You must be Fegos? Lord Brandon has asked us to take you to him,” two Skurus dressed in white uniforms said to Fegos, showing their credentials.

Fegos couldn’t understand what they were saying.

But from their speech, he could clearly hear the word “Brandon,” and that alone was enough for him to get the gist.

Fegos nodded and followed them out of the reception room.

…

The two Skuru individuals led Fegos through the main base, making several turns and changing various modes of transportation.

Ultimately, they arrived in a very spacious and brightly lit main control room.

The control room was enormous, nearly the size of a standard soccer field.

Inside the control room, rows of consoles were placed.

Each Skuru, dressed in earthy yellow uniforms, sat in front of a console, intently sliding their fingers across the interfaces.

“Fegos, over here, over here!”

Before Fegos could fully take in the entirety of the control room, he heard Brandon’s voice from the side.

Not daring to delay, he quickly walked towards where Brandon was.

While calling for Fegos, Brandon was also standing in front of a console, seemingly intrigued as he moved his fingers across the console’s interface.

As soon as Fegos reached his side without a word, Brandon patted his shoulder with satisfaction, “Fegos, I secured this especially for you. For the next three years, this will be your position!”

“???” Fegos was taken aback.

This was his position?

He was supposed to work here?

This was completely beyond his expectation.

Last night, he had heard many companions talking about the “planet mining worker” profession.

This job required going deep into the mines of Bona Star, wearing bulky mech suits; it was actually very exhausting.

But now, his job turned out to be just moving his fingers around at headquarters? What kind of godsend was this job?

Before Fegos could fully recover from his shock, Brandon was already pulling him by the shoulder, enthusiastically dragging him to the front of the control console.

“You see, this is the ‘mining control console,’ used to operate fully automated heavy machinery to dig underground.

The red blocks on the screen represent valuable ores, yellow blocks are worthless ordinary rocks, and the black that is slowly moving is the excavation equipment’s detection device…”

Brandon roughly went through what he knew, and then he even brought over a specialized Skuru mentor to teach Fegos how to use the control console in translated English.

Brandon stepped aside and filmed the entire teaching process.

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Fegos was taking his learning very seriously.

He knew this was his only chance.

There were no other Blue Star apprentices around him, just him alone.

If he learned well and mastered the skills, it was very likely that the Skrull people would keep him at headquarters.

But if he didn’t learn well, he feared he might be sent to the frontlines to mine once Brandon finished filming!

It was obviously a hundred times better to work at the headquarters, so of course, he had to put in double the effort!

…

As Fegos studied diligently and intently, the whole day passed quickly.

Through learning, he found that the control console was quite easy to get the hang of.

With just half a day of the mentor’s instruction, Fegos was already able to operate it successfully and with ease, and even his mentor praised him repeatedly.

As for Brandon.

Brandon left the main control room at 11 a.m., seemingly for some social engagement.

However, the camera he had turned on was never turned off and kept recording Fegos’s every move.

At 5 p.m., Brandon returned to the main control room.

Upon hearing the praises from Fegos’s mentor, Brandon patted him on the shoulder with satisfaction, “Buddy, great job!

Now you can clock out, go report to the logistics department, and the staff there will arrange a place for you to stay.”

“Ah? That’s the end of the shift?” Fegos seemed a little reluctant.

To be honest, actually operating the console was a bit like playing a game, quite thrilling, and he hadn’t had enough fun yet.

But just as he was saying goodbye to Brandon and ready to find this “logistics department,” Brandon suddenly stopped him, “Wait a second, Fegos.”

“Mr. Brandon, is there anything else?”

“It’s like this: your wages for today are due to be paid. Since you still haven’t opened a bank account, I’ll just give you cash.”

Brandon took out several bills, counted them, and then placed them in Fegos’s palm: “This is 1000 Solar Yuan, your first day’s wages. By the way, everyone here is paid daily.”

“Thank you, Mr. Fegos!” Fegos said happily.

His mentor chimed in from the side, “Mr. Brandon is right, you’re a newcomer, so your wages are low. In a year or two, once you’re skilled, your wage will increase by about a third. Based on your performance today, that won’t be difficult at all. Keep it up!”

“Yes, Mentor, I’ll definitely work hard!” Fegos immediately assured.