Shadows of the Deep Space-Chapter 36 - Club

36: Chapter 36 Club

36 -36 Club

Twenty days later.

Su Ming got up early, performed several sets of push-ups and sit-ups, took a shower, and then hurriedly ran downstairs.

He reached the dining table and wolfed down his breakfast.

“Slow down, don’t choke.”

Zhao Ning watched Su Ming eat so fast and reminded him with concern.

“I’m full, I’m off to Mr.

Tang’s place for tutoring.”

Su Ming got up and ran towards the door.

“Sigh, be careful.”

Zhao Ning looked at Su Ming’s diligent attitude and felt a pang of heartache. ƒгeeweɓn૦vel.com

If it weren’t for the citywide exam looming, she would have urged him to rest, to not exhaust himself.

On the broad streets, Su Ming ran at an even pace toward Tang Yan’s home.

After this period of exercise, he felt his fitness improving more and more, and his weight had also decreased somewhat.

Most importantly, under the pressures of intensive tutoring, his academic performance was soaring, and his knowledge base was becoming more enriched.

Su Ming was becoming more and more confident about the upcoming citywide exam.

Before long, Su Ming arrived at Tang Yan’s front door, which was open.

As he entered, he heard Mink having an anxious conversation with Mr.

Tang.

“Teacher, is there really no way to improve my elective scores?”

“Sigh, Mink, I know your aspirations, but you have to learn to accept reality.

Even though you’re outstanding, your current situation doesn’t support the pursuit of your dreams.

On one hand, your composite score isn’t high enough, and your elective score isn’t sufficient either.

Rather than scatter your efforts, it would be better to focus on improving your composite score; you might even get into a better college.”

Tang Yan placed a hand on Mink’s shoulder as he advised him.

“Uh…”

Su Ming overheard their conversation and froze, then quickly realized that he had forgotten about his elective subject.

Now he was in trouble.

Mink and Tang Yan heard the noise and paused their discussion, looking over at the arriving Su Ming.

“Su Ming, you’re early today?”

“Yeah.”

Su Ming replied somewhat distractedly.

“The others aren’t here yet; take a seat for a while.”

Tang Yan instructed Su Ming.

Su Ming walked over to a corner and sat down, pulling out his phone to search for any Mecha training pods in the Thirteenth District to see if he could find any related information.

However, after searching, he couldn’t find any relevant information.

Su Ming shook his head in resignation, thinking that he would have to ask his parents when he got home; they might have a way.

…

At four ten in the afternoon,

a taxi stopped at the door of the house, and Su Ming got out of the car.

As he walked in, he faced Zhao Ning and Su Yuan, who were about to leave, arm in arm.

“Father, mother.”

Su Ming greeted them politely.

Seeing Su Ming return, Zhao Ning immediately let go of Su Yuan’s hand and walked up to him, asking with affection.

“You’re back, son.

How was your day, tough?

Hungry?

Aunt Chen Hui is preparing dinner.”

Looking at Zhao Ning who doted on him, Su Ming felt somewhat emotional.

The favored ones are always blessed; he then responded with a smile,

“Not tough, after all, it’s only for these few days.”

“My dear son, you’ve really grown up.

Keep working hard on your revision, and after the city exam, I’ll take you to buy your favorite limited edition Mecha model!”

Su Yuan approached with a beaming smile, lavishing praise without reservation.

“Okay, father.

Are you heading out?”

Su Ming steered the conversation back.

“There are some families of missing persons at the company, we’re heading out to handle the situation.

We’ll be back late.”

Su Yuan briefly explained to Su Ming.

“Um, about that, dad, I need your help with something.”

Su Ming quickly spoke up upon hearing this.

“Son, just say the word.

If your old man can do it, it’s not an issue.”

“Well, father, the school has been shut down, and I have nowhere to practice my Training Mecha minor.

Do you think you could buy me one?”

“Uh, that…”

Su Yuan was at a loss for words for a moment.

“Is it very expensive?

Actually, renting one would be fine too.”

Seeing the troubled look on Su Yuan’s face, Su Ming promptly scaled back his request.

“It’s not about the money.

How much could a training simulator pod possibly cost?

The main issue is that this area is strictly controlled; it’s all in the hands of certain people.

Besides, we don’t have the purchasing qualifications; it’s difficult to get one on short notice.”

Su Yuan replied with a headache.

Zhao Ning gave Su Yuan a disdainful look, then criticized him.

“You never strive for anything.

Now look, our son needs a simulator pod and we don’t have one.

If you’d made an effort earlier and got into the military industry, you’d have the qualifications.”

“Military industry?

That’s where my brothers are, how could it have been my turn?

Wife, you’re just making things difficult for me.”

Su Yuan said with a pained expression.

“If that’s the case, then there’s nothing that can be done.”

Su Ming responded helplessly.

“Son, if you really want it, I’ll get started right away on getting one for you.”

Su Yuan spoke with great indulgence.

“How long will it take?”

Su Ming’s eyes lit up as he asked.

“One month, I promise I’ll get one within a month.”

Su Yuan said with a chuckle, assuring him.

Hearing Su Yuan’s words, Su Ming’s mood plunged like a roller coaster all the way to rock bottom.

He really wanted to complain – in one month, even pickled vegetables would have gone cold.

“Ah!”

The fact of the matter was, Su Yuan needed so long to get one mainly because he dared not call his family.

He had caused the loss of ten Second Generation Mechas, and now the whole family was nearly exploding with rage.

His uncles, brothers, and sisters were all furious.

Seeing Su Ming sigh, Zhao Ning hurriedly spoke up.

“Good son, it’s really not easy to get a training pod.

However, if you really want to practice, there’s a club in the Thirteenth District called the Heavy Strike Club.

This club has Mecha training pods.”

“Oh yes, how could I have forgotten about this?

We only have this one club in the entire Thirteenth District.”

Su Yuan suddenly realized.

“That’s great, I’ll just go practice at this club.”

Su Ming’s eyes brightened as he said.

He silently calculated that he could finish tutoring with Mr.

Tang around four o’clock.

As for Jiang Yu’s session, it wouldn’t end before eight at the earliest, so he could find time to practice for a few hours in between.

“Son, we can’t talk now, your dad and I need to hurry on.”

Zhao Ning checked the time on her watch and then spoke to Su Ming.

They needed to hurry out the door now to sort things out at the company to prevent any complications, especially since the old Federation had already dispatched officials down from the Court of Judgment.

“Okay, take care.”

Su Ming bid farewell to Zhao Ning and the others.

Afterward, Zhao Ning and Su Yuan hurriedly left in a rush.

Su Ming watched them leave, then immediately picked up his phone to look up the location of the Heavy Strike Club, and found that it was situated in the most bustling entertainment area of the Thirteenth District, still quite a distance away from him.

“Young master, dinner is ready.”

Chen Hui approached him, speaking with great respect.

“Aunt Hui, I’m going to skip dinner.

I’m heading to the Heavy Strike Club for some training.

If mom and dad come back first, please let them know.”

Su Ming quickly instructed Chen Hui.