Chapter 247: The Ten-Meter Spray [Part 1]

Cillin didn’t know why Goryeo looked so odd every time Guan Feng’s dinner treat was brought up, and Goryeo didn’t elaborate. The only thing he said was, “You’ll know later.”

Since this was the first time Cillin had come to AF1, Goryeo took him around so he could familiarize himself with the campus. There were three places that every student absolutely must attend when they got real busy: the apartments, the school buildings, and the training grounds. That was why Cillin needed to get acquainted with these places.

“Although we’re technically studying under Teacher Guan, he doesn’t actually spend too much time with us. Every once in a while, we’ll be required to submit a summary report on our studies and work. Missions are a different story. Don’t you go thinking that writing a summary report is easy though. Sure, teacher Guan doesn’t set a particular word count, but there are still things you need to pay attention to…”

On the way to Guan Feng’s residence, Goryeo explained their daily work and Guan Feng’s expectations to Cillin. Here, the big difference between AF1 and Seven Lights was the degree of freedom and level of standards.

In AF1, the teachers normally didn’t spend much time teaching their students what they should do and what they shouldn’t do. The only thing they taught were skills, and how much the students could pick up was entirely their own problem. The independent electives were all taught by members of the Royal Academy of Sciences, but everything else were subject to the teachers’ expectations and demands.

Guan Feng had very high standards; this was something everyone in Mist Bodhisattva Empire knew about. But having high standards didn’t prevent him from treating his students well. If his students needed a flying car, spaceplanes or other tools, they could seek out Guan Feng and borrow them directly from him. Considering that his tools were high quality, it would be a waste to squander this opportunity. Guan Feng didn’t pay his students poorly either. Even when compared to the other teachers in AF1 and AF2, the wage Guan Feng paid out could be ranked among the top five. That was why his students didn’t need to worry about daily consumption even if they skipped a mission.

Guan Feng really didn’t manage his students strictly. To put in a negative light, he didn’t mind if his student was a murderer or an arsonist as long as they met his requirement of them. For example, he demanded his students to reach a minimum hit rate of 99.99% during training. As long as they could meet this requirement, you could kill or burn for all he cared. This was something about Guan Feng that most people couldn’t get.

Before Cillin showed up, Guan Feng never had a student who officially graduated from AF1. The first disciple he took in, Pistura was recruited into the Imperial Guards before he could graduate. The second disciple, Fu Qingqing was recruited into the Royal Guards also before she could graduate. In short, both his students were absorbed into the two greatest army of the empire. Goryeo himself was recruited into Wings, a division separate from the two armies. Guan Feng didn’t care if his three students clashed against each other in private though. It meant that Cillin could join the rebels and Guan Feng still wouldn’t give a shit about it.

Teachers like Guan Feng were arranged in a private residential area away from the three affiliated schools. They soon arrived at Guan Feng’s residence.

Guan Feng’s residence looked a little traditional. There was a small courtyard beside the building, complete with some flowers and grass. They looked pretty cozy. However, the moment they went through the door, the two people at the hall immediately caused the temperature of this cozy residence to drop by several degrees.

The two people sitting at the sofa of the living hall were none other than the eldest senior brother Pistura and the second eldest senior sister Fu Qingqing. They were both wearing stern expressions on their faces. Objectively speaking, if either one of them were willing to relax their features a little, they were absolutely handsome or pretty enough to attract a lot of attention. However, they looked stern and extremely unhappy right now. Their presence was so ominous that no one could muster the courage to liven up the atmosphere.

Pistura and Fu Qingqing turned their heads at the same time when Cillin walked in. They didn’t look too friendly. After nodding once at Goryeo, they turned their heads back to the large screen displaying the recent speeches of a couple of scholars of the Royal Academy of Sciences.

Goryeo had gotten used to this situation since a long time ago, so he simply gestured at Cillin to tell him not to worry before entering the kitchen to check out things.

Goryeo had returned from the kitchen just as Cillin took a seat. “I just reported to Teacher Guan. He’s cooking right now.”

And so all four of Guan Feng’s students sat quietly at the living hall’s long, big sofa and stared at the speaking scholars. The atmosphere was bizzare to say the least. Cillin could sense that Pistura and Fu Qingqing were clearly harboring a kind of of hostility, or more specifica