Mech: Shattering of the Galaxy - Chapter 508

Chapter 508: Chapter 283: Sudden Palpitations

Dressed in black Swordsman’s clothes, Mu Fan sat upright and tense, looking at the nervous freshmen before him. To be honest, he was feeling somewhat anxious himself.

He surreptitiously turned his head to glance at Bing Su beside him, and taking advantage of the fact that the recruitment hadn’t officially started, he asked in a low voice, “I’m also a freshman, is it really okay for me to do this?”

“No problem, if Senior Sister asked you to do it, go ahead, it’s reliable!” Bing Su said confidently.

“But I don’t know how to use a sword…”

Chewing a juicy Snow Lotus Fruit, Bing Su’s cheeks were still puffed out when he suddenly paused.

“That’s okay, your main task is to test them.”

Sigh, you’re going to make me do it no matter what.

Thinking of the benefits that Lu Qingxue had promised, Mu Fan sighed helplessly.

For the sake of Molten Magma Fruit, he had to grit his teeth and go through with it.

When the good-looking Senior Sister and the young man in black Swordsman’s clothes started talking, all the freshmen waiting to take the assessment found their target.

This must be the honorary member the beautiful Senior Sister mentioned, they thought. He looks so young, but appearances can be deceiving.

“The recruitment for the Swordsmanship Club is now officially starting, thank you for your patience.”

A crowd, nearly running out of patience, swarmed forward.

“Please swipe your student Identity Card to verify your personal information, and then take part in the assessment. The club will allocate you to different departments and levels based on your individual strength,” Bing Su announced, while Mu Fan was in charge of remaining silent.

“I am a five-year member of the Swordsmanship Association from Blue Capital. I have some doubts about whether he is qualified to be my examiner?” A young man with a resolute face came forward, glancing at Mu Fan who still maintained an ordinary sitting posture.

“He is a person directly appointed by the club president. If you can defeat him in the assessment then…”

“Then my honorary membership is yours,” Mu Fan said expressionlessly, finishing the sentence.

Really?

A glimmer of joy appeared on the face of the young man taking the assessment.

“Li Shangku, please guide me.”

He stepped into the temporary dojo and drew a long sword, performing the Swordsman’s salute.

“Mu Fan.”

After giving his name, Mu Fan also reached under the table and pulled out… a stick.

“You’re not going to use a sword?” Li Shangku asked, wide-eyed with shock.

“What I use is not important.”

Mu Fan calmly replied, after all, he was just a human-shaped testing machine. If he didn’t understand, he didn’t need to think about it, he wasn’t going to tell these people he could only use a stick – a dagger was fine too, but definitely not a sword.

“Come on, freshman, if you beat him you’ll be an honorary member of the Swordsmanship Club, and that title is pretty rare!”

Bing Su cheekily encouraged him with a grin.

The recruitment event for the Swordsmanship Club had finally officially commenced.

…

At the other end, Wang Nuonuo had also finally completed the membership inspection for the Starship Research Club. As a student of the Command Department, the verification of her background was much stricter than other clubs and specialties.

Before the recruitment, Wang Nuonuo’s identity investigation had already finished.

So coming here was merely a formality.

Chuchu saw Wang Nuonuo hurriedly submitting her documents and couldn’t help but laugh, “Where’s your family? Why didn’t they come with you?”

“Stop it, I came here to keep you company, worried that you’d be waiting too long. Mu Fan is taking part in the Mecha Club’s assessment, it might take a while.”

“Should we go find them now?” Chuchu asked curiously, since there was nothing else going on.

“Um, I’ll call him on Sky Communication to see how it’s going over there. I just got an invite from the student council, saying they want me as a reserve cadre for the publicity department.”

Wang Nuonuo blinked her big eyes, glittering with excitement.

The Starship Research Club didn’t set up a sign-up point outside but inside their own separate, exclusive building. The founder came from nobility, and over the years, most of its members were also from noble backgrounds–their sole contributions already provided enough funds for the club’s development for decades.

At that moment, looking at the people moving around inside the club, it was like entering a gathering of the upper class.

However, Wang Nuonuo, tall and with a pair of fair, long legs that accentuated her figure exceptionally, was still the focus of the crowd.

Just signing up, she had already been approached by no fewer than five people asking for her contact information, but Chuchu had fended them off for her.

“It’s a blessing in disguise, huh? Last time during the First Ring Body training, the instructor used you for a demonstration, and you caught the attention of the big boss of the student council?”

Speaking of military training, Wang Nuonuo’s face turned bright red, “Stop it! Don’t bring up military training anymore. I still haven’t decided how to respond to them. A senior sister wants me to join, saying I have a good image for the student council’s PR work.”

“Ai, if I had such an opportunity, I’d definitely seize it. Look at the way you’re wavering; you really don’t have the decisiveness of your elders.”

Eh, Mu Fan?

Oh, right!

Wang Nuonuo’s already large eyes widened even further.

“I’ll go and ask Mu Fan first. Chuchu, you’ve thought this through too thoroughly, haha.” The tall and vibrant beauty regained her lively demeanor and put up her fair, petite fists to cheer herself on before taking out her Sky Communication device.

“There’s no saving you; you’re mired and you don’t even know it, Nuonuo.” Sighing, Chuchu shook her head and followed the lively and cheerful beauty outside.

But to be honest, every time she saw Mu Fan, she noticed a clear change. That boy was growing at an astonishing speed that shocked everyone.

Every time you think you’ve seen all there is to him, the next moment he might silently overturn all your judgments.

Men shrouded in mystery often wield the greatest allure to women.

Ai, Nuonuo, you’re beyond help.

Just as Wang Nuonuo had put the student council’s invitation out of her mind, at Dingchuan Academy’s student council work area.

The elegant and amiable Senior Sister Youshi Wang was methodically arranging recruitment matters.

As the only club that could directly influence academy decisions, the student council naturally had an extraordinary status, located within the school’s garden-like scenic area, in a standalone four-story building.

Everyone coming and going belonged to the academy’s elite echelon.

So the student council’s recruitment was one of the most important events each year during the new students’ orientation period.

Having just finished organizing the combination of personnel for the ninth batch of recruits, Youshi Wang casually tied back a lock of her black hair.

At the moment, her three-quarter sleeve white shirt paired with a deep blue skirt gave this elegant and serene daffodil goddess an added touch of professionalism.

A casual movement exposed her fair wrists, which caught the gaze of a few male students nearby.

But her formidable family background made these boys, already aware of social strata, hesitate to approach.

A top-tier heiress like her was definitely out of their league.

So it was enough to just look.

Watching her busy members, Youshi Wang also showed a faint smile. She liked this fulfilling life at the academy.

“Senior Sister Youshi, a representative from the student organizations’ joint council has come. They want us to arrange for some people to cooperate with the academy’s official PR,” a student rushed over and stopped by Youshi Wang’s side.

“All nine groups of personnel have already been assigned. Let me think. Oh, where’s Rong Cheng? He shouldn’t have a problem handling this kind of task.”

“Rong Cheng went to Fighting Club early this morning,” someone replied immediately after hearing this.

“What’s he doing in Fighting Club?” A hint of confusion flickered in Youshi Wang’s gentle eyes, “But right now, there’s no middle-level staff available. Contact him for me.”

“Okay.”

And so the student left in a hurry.

At that moment, aside from Lange of the Mecha Club, nobody knew that Rong Cheng was leading a group on the way to the Swordsmanship Club’s recruitment booth.

As it happened,

For example, the likes of Harry and William, two plump guys walking with a large plate of cakes.

Or the White Hair trio who had already taken two wrong turns.

And Wang Nuonuo, who had just finished talking to Mu Fan.

Wang Nuonuo, seemingly happy, suddenly furrowed her brow and muttered, “Strange, why did I just feel a flutter of apprehension? It couldn’t be because the recent military training has left me too exhausted.”

Tilting up her bright, lovely face, Wang Nuonuo looked at the sky, clear and azure.

Her gaze seemed to drift off, traversing millions of kilometers in an instant.