The Dawn of Crack

On the floating window, an aged man showed up looking directly at the cameras, which made it seem as if he was looking at every person who was staring on the screen.

The gaze was quite intimidating. However, even more, intimidating was the identity of the person who was being shown on the recording.

Marlo Overload.

The current vice president of the Mechanic Association branch, of the Galactic Association.

The way those eyes gazed onto the mechanics, even though every student knew it was only a recording, it still sent shiver on all.

Suddenly, the person on the recording opened his mouth.

"Hello, Teachers and Professors."

Eden and all those students looking at the recording understood, what those words meant.

This recording was made especially for the teachers, rather than the students. As the figure continued his monologue, they became even more confident about the claim.

"As you all know, the development of next-gen technology has delayed lots of association's other projects."

"However, there is no need to fright. We from association believe, in the next seven years, or even less, we are guaranteed to be successful in this project."

"What we are looking forward to, and require your assistance is regarding a large number of vacancies the association is planning on opening."

At once every student took in a deep breath.

No wonder, their professor first showed them the recording. Other universities too should also have gotten the news.

In other words, the competition to rank on the top was going to be massive.

Just as the recording was about to continue, the professor went ahead and stopped it before looking at all of them.

"Other parts are focused primarily for us. The association is going to select only five students from every University for the next five years. A total of twenty-five students will get a chance to be selected from our University," Professor smiled before gesturing them to carry on with their task,

Looking at the recording Eden suddenly had a very bad feeling.

"System isn't planning to force me on joining the association, is it?" Eden asked himself.

However, after waiting for around five minutes and not receiving any notification, he finally let go of long breath and calmed down.

There was still some murmur in the class. Most of them were still not able to calm themselves down.

Not Eden though. There was no difference to him if he got selected in the association or not.

As far as he was concerned, the entire association could not even complete against his system.

If there was anything that he lacked, that was only SP. There is never enough SP. Million, billion, or maybe trillion, it was still never enough.

"I will get there soon," Eden mumbled while turning some small gears, which were placed in front of him.

What instead surprised him, were some other students in a black cloak, similar to him. None of them showed any astonished or so expression.

What he didn't like, however, was lots of the students wearing white cloak were already looking at those on black cloak with hostility.

The certain princess too happened to be among those students.

He continued to place the small gears on top of each other to fabricate a module.

"If only I was allowed to materialize the entire module, it would have been so easy," Eden whispered as his hand continued to place one piece of gear on top of another, before sealing the entire thing on a custom chassis. This module his own design, hence he had a high expectations from it.

If somehow the output was not as good as he expected, he would just go ahead and buy another skill set.

At most, he would be knocked out for two or three days. He had no problem with that.

Just after he completed screwing the entire module and turned around to present it to the professor for inspection, he saw a person standing right behind him.

The blonde guy was in a white cloak and had four other guys behind him in a little bit of distance.

"Hello." The guy spoke with a charming smile. Which totally startled him.

What hello? Was this any way to hello someone? Also, why are you trying to look so friendly, when your lackeys aren't even bothering trying to look, even a little bit friendly?

"..." Eden obviously didn't know how to react to the situation. Instead, he just looked back at the blonde and questioned, "Can I help you?"

"Yes, you can." The person in front of him replied while pointing at the module in his hand.

"How about you give this to me, and make another one for yourself?" The guy continued, "I will pay for this, of course."

"Ah, a bully." Eden concluded while looking at the infuriating person from head to toe, "A high profile bully."

However, when has Eden even been afraid of bullies. Never.

He, however, loved to bully the bullies. This was something he did even when he didn't get to interact with the system. When he was in high school, he was the person who was the target of lots of bullying. Did he ever let it go simply? No.

Instead, he would do anything to bully them back.

"I suddenly fell like not helping you at all," Eden smirked and walked past the person towards the professor.

But it seems like, the person had already thought of such a reaction. Instead of showing his rage by trying to get him to stop, he just made a gesture and let him lackey do the job.

"Huh!" Eden looked at the lackeys standing in front of him, in such a way that made it impossible to move forward, while also didn't make it obvious to the teacher about the bullying.

The guy behind him smirked and motioned his hand towards the module in Eden's hand.

Eden however was not ok, being a victim here.

In a single swift motion, he placed the module inside the storage module. Looking at the hand passing through the empty space above his hand, Eden grinned.

"So, what's next Blondee?" Eden turned towards the guy.

The guy stared at Eden before finally making another gesture, after which his lackeys suddenly made a space.

"I will see you after this class." He replied before turning at another guy on the other corner.

Eden however, didn't stop grinning, "Yeah, that's never gonna happen."

[Toggled Luck attributes to medium ratio, no countdown.]

Suddenly, everyone was startled by a strange sound.

"Crack..."