NABC Chapter 62: Mid-Classer
Chapter 62: Mid-Classer
Science Aspirants Registration Service [SARS], Inland Sector
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A condescending stare streak towards the aspirant from Assessor Mari. "You’re back again, huh!"
Lance thought about smashing the stone tag on the table that said Junior Assessor, SARS, towards her head.
"You know these days, Scientists are easily bored," Lance teased.
"Well, I am not sitting on this desk to chit-chat your problems!" Mari hissed.
"I am not here to chit chat, Miss Mari," Lance responded but held his teasing stare unto the annoyed Desker.
"Your generation nowadays. Always think that you are invincible because you have these inventions and you think that it made a difference? You thought wrong, kid. The world is still dark and monsters are outside the fence."
"Hey, bad mood aren’t we?" Lance just smiled, disregarding the utter annoyance of a busy Desker.
"Kid, if you just came here to check on my mood, be gone outta my sight! I have been processing aspirants all day, twenty! And it’s still noon! The pay is not enough to accommodate you little heads!"
"C’mon, miss Mari. I know you can process another one. I am not gonna wait for you to have lunch and process me after thirteen hundred," Lance appealed.
"I just processed you the other week. Are you here for complaints? We have Information Desks that you can ask for those kinda things!"
"Nope. I am not here to file a complaint. I am here for this," Lance placed the CloudArchive tab on her desk.
She took it and found a recommendation letter from Doctor Zee, head of SAC.
Her face turned to inexplicable angles. She did not know what to feel. She read them for so long, word for word, and back again until the content sank in her.
"You are just a Scrapper 2! How come you managed to become a Mech Tier 1?"
"I don’t know about the Generation nowadays, Miss Mari. I guess I am just bored and invented something that contributes actual change to this world."
She held that annoyed stare, her eyes rolled and back to the CloudArchive.
Still skeptical, Mari scanned through the CloudArchive again and again. "What kind of invention?" She read the contents. It took her minutes to check the signatories from SAC members and the contents of RoFlo project.
"What so special about this?"
"Nothin’ special really. Hey, one more thing. I will also process for a co-TOR registration."
"What! Wait a minute. You are not qualified to become a TOR. Without a degree, you can’t even step foot in any Factory doors."
Address: Steelpoint Upper Zones and Western Crystalum Sector
Yard Composition:
Common – 30%
Uncommon – 60%
Rare – 9%
Masterworks – 1% or less
Factory vacancies
Desker Jobs
Production Analyst level (Kranian Enterprises) - 500 units per month – Establish monitoring of production lines with corresponding analysis and potential problem identification and solution.
Materials Acquisition Planning Analyst (Cultz Industries) – 500 units per month – Identify material demands and requisition planning. Cost reduction of procured materials by alternative components.
Material Inspector and inventory Analyst (UniCorp) – 400 units per month – warehousing operations and storing efficiency. Accuracy of specifications declared in acquired components.
...see more.
[2] Accommodation: 2-bedroom Condo, 2 Bathrooms, 70 sqm floor area, 3rd-floor CastleRise, HyperVista Sector.
Rent – 50 units per month (maintenance fees, miscellaneous costs)
Note: Mechanical Tiers can always access the scrap yards if one wants to trade scrap components. Respective trade prices still apply based on the Corporation Ordinance no. 6969 amendment.
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Looking at the tab, Lance was exhilarated with the perks. He had now become a mid-classer and his accommodation would be inland, HyperVista Sector.
He thought of his Aiveez Nursery in his apartment and he should make arrangements to transfer operations to the Rebel camps underground.
But before anything else, his mind now shifted to the mystery woman who helped them in Asphodel boundary.
The identity of the woman came second, his priority was to research about the weapon she used. An exponential enhancement of plant growth by the use of electrical triggers. The theory was familiar, as if it was the same as his father’s Project Nightfall objective.
Growth enhancement of organic material by compatible use of electric source. He heard rumors that Scientists had allocated significant budget just to fuel the research. He heard it from one of his clients, inland - complaining about budget restrictions caused by this new project pursuit.
And Abominant blood used as fuel? That’s one theory he wanted to experiment. There maybe a link between the Scientists buying Zelkians in the black market for their experiments. Maybe they found that the contaminated blood of Abominants had sufficient radiological levels that could be utilized as fuels.
His new mission now unfolded.