Gathering

After a complete tour of this legendary super-large deep space mothership, over four hours had passed.

Still wanting more.

Wang Dong immediately opened Star Sea Expedition and played a few casual games.

Three wins, two losses.

The performance gap was too large; no matter how he played, he couldn't turn the tide.

Then he tried participating in a thousand-ship battle.

It was indeed very exciting.

The feeling of a large battlefield was completely different from single-ship combat.

It placed more importance on the ability to execute formation discipline and the skill of command and dispatch.

The role of a single ship was diluted to the minimum.

Immersed in it, time flew by, and in the blink of an eye, it was time to log off.

It was a bit regrettable that Tu Tu Tu hadn't been online the entire time.

After all, the young girl was a student, so she couldn't spend all day on the virtual network.

Exiting Meizu Internet Cafe, Wang Dong didn't go straight home.

Wang Dong came from an orphanage, but that didn't mean he was completely alone.

He still had social connections.

Besides the circle of interstellar miners, Wang Dong maintained full contact with the companions he had received primary education with.

In simple terms, classmates.

Setting aside the situation in other parts of the Purple Thorn Kingdom, at least within Baron Black Stone Territory, twelve years of primary education were universally provided.

As for higher intermediate education and beyond, regrettably, Baron Black Stone Territory could not offer it.

What Wang Dong was going to attend today was a small-scale class reunion.

He entered the private room ten minutes before the appointed time, and sixteen or seventeen male and female classmates had already arrived.

Wang Dong greeted everyone with a smile.

Like Wang Dong, most of his classmates could only stay within the mining starfield to find a job after finishing their primary education.

Although it was heavy industry related to mining, the work tasks within the mining starfield were not actually very demanding.

After all, it was the interstellar era, and exploiting manual labor seemed inefficient and meaningless with the advancement of technology.

Even for the common people, most people's lives did not appear to be tight or arduous.

It was not difficult to support themselves and their families.

With less pressure in life and the relatively monotonous daily routine on mining planets, the frequency of class reunions was not low.

"Wang Dong, how have your recent earnings been?"

After Wang Dong found a seat, the first person to approach him was a sturdy, bronze-faced handsome young man.

This was Wang Dong's good friend, Chen Linfeng, who had been his deskmate for three years. Besides that, he would also bring Wang Dong, who came from an orphanage, home with him from time to time for various reasons.

Chen Linfeng's family treated Wang Dong as one of their own, like a nephew.

Even after Wang Dong chose the profession of interstellar miner upon graduation, he still frequently visited the Chen family.

He slung his strong arm over Wang Dong's shoulder, handed him a can of foamy alcoholic beverage, and called out.

"So-so, it's okay. How about you? I heard the factory is getting a new production line, any hope for advancement?"

Wang Dong casually took the drink and took a big gulp. The refreshing liquid flowed down his esophagus into his stomach, bringing a chill along the way.

He let out a comfortable sigh, replying somewhat lazily.

Chen Linfeng currently worked at a fairly large smelting plant.

"How can it be that easy? The production line hasn't even started procurement, and positions like team leader have already been basically reserved. By the time we get the news, it'll be too late."

Chen Linfeng scoffed dismissively.

Wang Dong patted his broad shoulders sympathetically.

The disadvantage in information was the most common reason in human society that widened the gap in life achievements.

"It doesn't matter, really. If it weren't for my old man's demands, I wouldn't bother wasting my life at the smelting plant."

Chen Linfeng said indifferently.

Wang Dong believed this; his friend had never been one to settle down.

"Wang Dong, I want to find an opportunity to go to Viscount Highland Territory. There's an intermediate education academy for warships there! I want to see if I can get in."

Chen Linfeng pulled Wang Dong closer and whispered in his ear.

Wang Dong raised an eyebrow.

The existence of Kindling Warships wasn't exactly a big secret. After all, after so many years, those who needed to know already knew.

Furthermore, the Kindling Warships also require personnel for various positions.

The crew members for each unit, such as helmsmen, radar operators, engineers, and damage control, as well as service staff, still need to be recruited from outside.

Therefore, for the commoner class, undergoing professional training and then serving on a Kindling Warship is also a good career path.

But it must be said that Chen Linfeng's idea is somewhat audacious.

In the Purple Thorn Kingdom's feudal system, the movement of commoners between different noble territories is not easy.

If one wants to go through the official immigration procedures, they can only hope for an opportunity, especially for commoners like Chen Linfeng, who were born and raised here.

"You're not thinking of sneaking in, are you? Uncle Chen would probably kill you."

Wang Dong replied in a low voice as well.

"No way. If I tried to sneak in, my whole family would be implicated."

Chen Linfeng waved his hands repeatedly.