EROS [Zerg]

"You did very well this time. You truly deserve to be my student." Brandt sat at his desk, looking at Eros's report card with great pleasure. His students deserved to be number one.

“Professor Brandt, there’s something I’d like to ask you, if I may be so bold.” Eros stood before Brandt, recalling the day of the exam. “Professor Brandt, do you think my ranking in this exam reflects my true ability?”

"Hmm?" Brandt frowned upon hearing this, his expression suddenly turning serious, his tone carrying a hint of accusation: "Did someone leak the questions to you?"

"Because I felt that the difficulty level of this exam was within my acceptable range, and you, teacher, were also the chief examiner for this exam..."

Brandt understood what Eros meant: "So you think I leaked the questions to you during your daily practice, which is why you passed the exam so easily??"

After saying that, Brandt lowered his head and chuckled a few times, as if he had heard something funny: "What good would it do me to leak the exam questions to you? I remember the contract we signed stipulated that if you didn't pass the exam, you would owe me 100 million star coins."

"If I gave you the exam questions so you could pass, do you think I have too much savings?"

"The reason you think it's easy is because you've already mastered all the key points in this exam. Didn't I tell you to memorize the entire textbook?"

"You were able to pass the practical exam because of your proficiency in the operation."

Brandt's approval put Eros at ease. He knew, of course, that he could pass the exam on his own merit, but he worried that the teacher might have ulterior motives.

“Alright, now that you have the certificate, you can stop doing those time-wasting part-time jobs.” Brandt handed a business card to Eros: “Use the rest of your time to prepare for the upcoming match.”

"The female insect on this business card is an intermediary who specializes in recommending military mechanics to insects that need mechanical repairs. You can contact him if you need business."

“It’s usually just ordinary mech or aircraft repair work, which shouldn’t be too difficult for you, but the salary will definitely be higher than if you did part-time work.” Brandt watched Eros take the business card: “So, focus all your attention on the upcoming competition. Don’t worry about your scholarship anymore. It’ll come back in a couple of jobs. It’s not worth wasting time on it.”

"I understand, teacher."

Eros put the business card away and returned to his dormitory, looking at it several times before using his terminal to make a call to the female on the business card.

At first, the other party's attitude was rather cold, but after hearing that Eros was a military mechanic recommended by Brandt, his tone changed 180 degrees.

"Hello, this is Firas. Are you contacting me to ask if you would like me to introduce you to clients?"

“Yes, I’d like to know more.” Eros had already found some information about the treatment of military mechanics.

"I take a 20% commission for each client you refer. I don't deduct any commissions from other income. The commission rates vary depending on the experience of the military mechanics. I will send you a copy of the fee schedule that is sent to users in a moment."

Russia received a fee schedule and discovered that the fees for military mechanics varied significantly depending on their working hours.

For example, a military mechanic who has been working for less than two years can earn 2000 star coins in commission for each order. Even after deducting 20%, he can still earn 1600 star coins in commission.

No matter how long the working hours or how experienced the military machinery engineer is, the commission they receive will increase exponentially.

Eros truly understood what Brandt meant when he said that he could earn his scholarship money by taking on one or two orders.

"If you want to take a job, I have one available anytime. However, I have already booked other military mechanics' orders up to three years in advance, and there are many more waiting in line without an appointment."

Eros glanced at the time outside the window. There was still some time before dark. Considering that it was a day off and he didn't need to ask for leave to go out of school, and he didn't have anything else to do at the moment, he sent Firas an address and said, "Can you arrange a client who is close to me now?"

Firas was surprised that Eros was willing to take the job as soon as he contacted him. When he saw that the address Eros sent him was the First Military Academy of the First Star System Empire, he became even more convinced that Eros was recommended by Brandt.

Having the approval of a military mechanic is an advantage for intermediaries like Rafis. If he hadn't been an ordinary sub-female intermediary who stumbled upon this opportunity when Brandt was down on his luck, and hadn't attracted many clients by having an appointment with the empire's best military mechanic, he might still be starving.

Now that Brandt has recommended a client to him, he certainly can't neglect him.

Firas immediately replied, "Then please take your identification and tools with you. I will send you the address in a moment, and I will reimburse your travel expenses later."

"alright, thank you very much."

After ending the communication, Eros quickly received the address from Firas. He changed into a simple and neat white shirt, walked outside the school gate, hailed a taxi, and headed to the agreed place.

For military mechanics like Eros who are just starting out, in order to retain these young "seeds," Feralas usually recommends them with jobs of moderate difficulty, and then gradually increases the difficulty of the jobs as they accumulate work experience.

After getting out of the car, Eros followed the location sent to him and saw a neatly dressed white-haired sub-female and a female insect wearing blue work clothes standing outside a low factory building, looking around.

"Excuse me, are you Mr. Feras?" Eros walked straight toward them. "I am Eros, the one who contacted you earlier."

After seeing Eros, the two introduced themselves to each other, and then Feralas asked Eros for his military mechanic qualification certificate.

After Eros presented his credentials to Ferael, Ferael scanned the credential code on Eros's credentials with his device to confirm their authenticity.

"Mr. Eros, this is our client, Mr. Fran. His aircraft has encountered some problems, and he hopes you can help him fix it. Please come this way."

Franna squeezed Eros's hand: "Thank you so much. We're really lucky today. Otherwise, I thought I would have to wait another year or two to get an appointment, Mr. Eros."

Eros was somewhat surprised. If it was just an ordinary aircraft, every store that sells aircraft could have its own repair department to do it. Why would he need to wait in such a long line to make an appointment with a military mechanic?

After Feras and Fran brought Eros to the warehouse, Eros's doubts were finally resolved when he saw the aircraft inside that took up almost a third of the warehouse.