67 Chapter 67 Promotion and Candidate Selection_1

The Little Phoenix King Cup ended, and Fang Yuan's life returned to normal.

But that's not to say nothing changed.

"Brother Yang, thank you so much,"

"This is really amazing!"

Inside the house, Fang Yuan's excited voice could be heard.

"Even if you hadn't asked me, this was bound to happen. By participating in the New Star Program, you represented the promise of significant cultivation from the Pingcheng Trainer Association. The future is immeasurable for you. How could the local companies allow your parents to remain in their current positions?" Yang Han's calm voice came through the phone.

"Still, I'm very grateful," Fang Yuan sincerely said.

The two schools in Magic City had put forward several conditions to persuade Fang Yuan to transfer.

One of them was waiving the tuition fee for his senior year of high school.

Secondly, they offered to help Father Fang and Mother Fang with securing jobs and accommodation in Magic City...

It was also for the convenience of Fang Yuan's transfer.

So, Fang Yuan had been thinking. Since the schools in Magic City had the capability to help his parents with their job issue, there was no reason Pingcheng couldn't do the same.

To reduce the work pressure on Father Fang and Mother Fang, Fang Yuan had secretly called Yang Han to inquire about this matter.

Yang Han was straightforward, simply telling Fang Yuan to wait for news.

The next day, Father Fang and Mother Fang indeed got promoted.

Father Fang, who was an ordinary electrician, was transferred to an abandoned power station on the outskirts to breed Electric Elves, and he could return home before dark. Not only was his job more relaxing but also he received a significant increase in pay.

Mother Fang, who was previously a basic sales staff at a mall, suddenly received a training notice and might soon be promoted to management.

About these changes, the Fang family initially couldn't believe it, but after repeated confirmations, they finally accepted it was all true.

This led to the current scene, with Fang Yuan calling Yang Han to express his gratitude.

For Yang Han, this might have been just a small effort, but for Fang Yuan, it was an immense joy.

After hanging up the phone with Yang Han, Fang Yuan started laughing, even happier than when he won the Little Phoenix King Cup.

"I have only been singled out for cultivation by a local Trainer Association, and my family gets to bask in so much glory. If I get into Magic City University or Emperor Capital University, or even become a Professional Trainer, then wouldn't I be able to strut around in Pingcheng?" Fang Yuan stroked his chin.

Just thinking about it was exhilarating!

"Study, study," Fang Yuan said with great determination.

Now, he wasn't worried about the Beginner Elf strength inspection in the college entrance exam, because he had figured out the methods for training.

But his cultural studies were giving him a headache.

To train Eevee, he had only completed a few pages of his summer homework, and he had forgotten some of the knowledge points. What to do?

"If only I could skip the cultural studies part of the college entrance exam," Fang Yuan complained.

He felt that the high schools in Magic City wouldn't have gone to such lengths to recruit him if they hadn't checked his academic performance. Although his grades weren't too bad—merely average—they were not good enough for those reputable universities and would certainly hold him back.

Even with the additional scores from Elf battles, he could pick any university within the province, but Magic City University, Emperor Capital University—those might not be so easy to get into.

"In the end, I still need to have a good grasp of math, physics, and chemistry."

Just as Fang Yuan resolved to put in serious effort, Yang Han, whom he had hung up with a few minutes earlier, suddenly called again.

"Brother Yang, what's up?"

"I just got word that the New Star Program has now confirmed three participants, all from Pingcheng No.1 Middle School. Accept my WeChat friend request in a moment; I'll add you to a group chat. It will make it easier to notify you guys of some matters,"

"Okay." Fang Yuan nodded.

And began to wait.

Before long, a stranger's number applied to add him as a friend.

It must be Yang Han...

Upon acceptance, Fang Yuan was about to send a smiley emoji, but Eevee suddenly growled, causing his hand to shake.

He accidentally tapped the emoji next to the smiley.

Amused.

Fang Yuan: "..."

Yang Han: "..."

Fang Yuan slapped his forehead. Was his image going to collapse now?

Too late to retract it now, right?

Fortunately, Yang Han did not inquire about the meaning of that emoji.

At the same time.

Fang Yuan glanced at the Eevee on the bed. Was this little guy learning Substitute or just perfecting its Growl?

A few seconds later, Fang Yuan received an invitation and successfully joined the group chat.

The group, including Fang Yuan, had only three members, and another member's profile picture didn't look like a student's.

"Her name is Zhuang Xin, a Professional Trainer. She was the one commanding Cloyster in the secret location," Yang Han typed.

"Hello Zhuang bro, hello Zhuang bro," Fang Yuan was taken aback. This was another life-saver! He hastily greeted her and, learning from Yang Han's example, he directly called her "bro," foregoing titles such as "Uncle."

Yang Han: "I made a typo, it should be 'she.'"

Fang Yuan was shocked... Yang Han was definitely setting him up.

Zhuang Xin... The name clearly sounded feminine. How had he fallen for that?

Fang Yuan corrected himself immediately.

However, it seemed the other party was not there, which made Fang Yuan breathe a sigh of relief.

Right after that, the system popped up a line of text.

Lin Jing joined the group chat.

Fang Yuan remained silent.

That made sense. As one of the few Professional Trainers in Pingcheng, Uncle Lin's daughter would certainly qualify for the New Trainer program...

Following that...

Liu Le joined the group chat.

Fang Yuan was silent again.

Alright, the rich second generation had arrived too.

Yang Han had said the New Trainer program was meant to support local New Trainers. Now it seemed that this "support" was being applied rather spiritedly.

Among the three of them, besides him, what kind of support did Lin Jing and Liu Le need?

One was the daughter of a Professional Trainer, the other the son of a local celebrity entrepreneur.

Even without the New Trainer program, they wouldn't fall far behind, would they?

Fang Yuan initially thought the New Trainer program was aimed at ordinary students like him, who showed potential. Now it seemed...

He was still too naive.

The strong get stronger, the weak get weaker. Without effort, one could only be ruthlessly eliminated.

This was reality.

Fang Yuan: "@Lin Jing, @Liu Le, I'm looking for legs to cling to."

After the two of them joined, Fang Yuan recognized his place.

However, their responses were a bit strange.

Lin Jing: "Hello boss!"

Liu Le: "Hello Boss!"

Fang Yuan was clueless.

Why did it feel like he was the top dog here? Was it an illusion?

Yang Han: "It seems you all know each other, that makes things easier."

"By the way, the New Trainer program is expected to have five people. You three are just part of it. The last two have not been finalized yet, so you might have new companions later."

"Besides, there's only one piece of information you need to prepare for now. Once school starts, you'll attend classes normally on Monday through Friday, following the school's timetable, while on Saturdays and Sundays, you'll need to go to the Trainer Association for additional training. That means, except for special circumstances, you'll be without a break for the next year."

At that, silence fell in the chat.

No one offered any opinions.

After Yang Han sent a "?"

Fang Yuan, Lin Jing, and Liu Le quickly typed "Received."

How harmonious...

Fang Yuan wasn't too surprised on Lin Jing's end, but what was with Liu Le?!

Why was he accepting this so willingly?!

What Fang Yuan didn't know was that on the other side of the screen, Liu Le had already started crying while holding Little Kabigon...

"Isn't this just an after-school tutoring class?! Did you think I wouldn't recognize it just because you gave it a fancy name?!" Liu Le said through his tears.