It was different from the chill of the northern border, Banta City at the end of October only had a bit of a chill in the morning and evening. As long as it was sunny during the day, it would be warm most of the time. When it came to noon, it would even be a bit hot.
In places with many people, this heat was even more obvious.
There was a specially opened area of less than ten thousand square meters outside the Falling Rain Valley. There were several thousand people that came in today and it was completely packed.
The auras of countless people mixed together, making the temperature of this area much higher than other places. Adding in the anxiety in everyone's hearts, it made everyone feel even more hot.
Mick was in the crowd and other than occasionally looking up to see if there were any changes in the crowd, he spent most of his time reading the book in his hand and reciting it in a small voice.
For an ordinary farmer like him who was born in Prana Village, he didn't even know how to read because he didn't go to school since he was a child. Although he had bought this book for more than half a month, and he had been looking for a knowledgeable person in the village to teach him, he still couldn't fully understand the meaning of the book. He could barely recognize most of the words, and he couldn't fully understand the meaning of the book at all.
But this was something that couldn't be helped. Who told the New Flyer to set a rule that the Job Skills exam had to be a test of theoretical knowledge. If one wanted to obtain a high level Job Skill exam, they couldn't be careless in any aspect.
Compared to the fact that he could rely on rote memorization to pass the test, Mick was more worried about how he could actually operate it.
He had heard people say that in the New Flyer's Job Skills exam, the examiners were the most skilled mechanical engineers in the New Flyer. Compared to them, Mick felt that he couldn't compare to them in terms of technical skills.
But the good thing was that when he worked for the Rimet Chamber of Commerce, the Magic Lathe he used was the new Magic Lathe that New Flyer released at the beginning of the year. It had the same specifications and specifications as the Magic Lathe that New Flyer was currently using, as well as the Magic Lathe that would be used in the Job Skills exam, so he could be more familiar with it during the exam.
According to the New Flyer's « Banta Times » announcement at the beginning of the month, there were a total of seven jobs in the Vocational Skill Exam. Mik was confident in passing the high level Turning Exam, so he felt that he could try passing the high level Milling Exam.
As for the other five jobs, he didn't count on them for the time being.
While he was memorizing the data and things he needed to pay attention to, he was simulating the operation of the production magic machine again and again in his mind. Mick suddenly felt a stir in the crowd around him.
He quickly looked up and saw that the door to the large house that should have been built last month was finally open. There was a young man wearing the standard blue uniform of the Frestech Chamber of Commerce jumping onto a high platform made of wooden boxes.
"Everyone, don't push around, don't make any noise, let me finish!"
This young man seemed to have been specially selected. His voice was especially loud, and his shout actually suppressed the noise of thousands of people.
Everyone looked at the young man and gradually calmed down.
Seeing that the situation was under control, the young man nodded and continued, "Hello everyone, I am the manager of the New Flyer household magic machine department, Ancato. I represent the New Flyer to welcome everyone to participate in the Vocational Skill Exam.
In order to ensure that the exam goes smoothly, I hope that everyone can participate in the exam according to the rules … … "
Following this, Ancato explained the rules of the exam that had been announced in the « Xinfei Times » before officially announcing the start of the exam.
Mick glanced at the admission ticket he'd received last week, and saw the number on it was 00372. He knew that he'd registered early.
Based on the situation, if he hadn't listened to his father's advice and signed up early, he might not have been able to take the exam today.
Since it wasn't his turn yet, Mick hurriedly reviewed the book on Basic Theoretical Knowledge of Professional Skills.
When he was about to review it a second time, he found that it was already his turn.
Entering the giant test site with a bit of nervousness, Mick found that it was similar to the Rimet Chamber of Commerce's workshop, but it was different from the Rimet Chamber of Commerce's few production magic machines. There were all kinds of production magic machines here that dazzled Mick's eyes.
"Hey, kid, do you still want to take the exam?"
A rough voice woke Mick up from the shock of seeing all kinds of new magic machines.
Looking over, he found that the person in front of him was a dwarf who was only a bit taller than his waist, but his waist was thicker than his.
Mick quickly respectfully handed over his exam ticket. The dwarf took it and had Mick follow him to a Magic Lathe, throwing him a square steel plate that was twice the size of his palm.
"Come, turn it into a perfect circle."
Mick took the steel plate and weighed it in his hand before asking back, "How much diameter do you want?"
A look of praise flashed in the dwarf's eyes as he said with a nod, "Twenty centimeters, the error can't exceed three millimeters."
Mick's heart instantly calmed down.
Although the Rimet Chamber of Commerce couldn't compare to the Ireland Chamber of Commerce, they still had a bit of fame among Banta City's component processing companies. Mick was the best at operating the Magic Windows in the Rimet Chamber of Commerce, so naturally this wasn't hard for him.
He took the measuring tool from the dwarf's hand and after marking a suitable line on the steel plate, Mick took the steel plate and used the Magic Lathe to turn it into a perfect circle in less than ten minutes.
The dwarf took the processed steel plate and measured it carefully, finding that the deviation was less than a millimeter. He couldn't help but nod in satisfaction. He then grabbed the admission ticket Mikel had given him and made a note of the distance in a small book beside him.
Mick looked over and with his good eyesight, he saw the number eighty five on the book and was a bit unconvinced.
"I processed it this well, how could it only be eighty-five?
It should be at least ninety, right? "
The dwarf looked at Mick and gave a cold snort. He turned around to pick up a steel plate that was also a perfect circle for him.
"How does the one you processed compare to this?"
Mick took the steel plate and didn't need to measure it at all. Just based on the smooth surface in his hand, he knew that the quality of this steel plate was much better than his.
"How many points is this?" Mick asked in an unwilling voice.
"Ninety." The dwarf replied.
"It can't be, right?
This is only ninety?
Then what kind of thing can get one hundred? "Mick said in a surprised voice.
“100？
Stop dreaming.
Unless you can make a part that has zero error, then you can only get one hundred.
Can you do that? "The dwarf said with a laugh.
Mick was instantly speechless.
Zero error?
That was clearly impossible.
"Then what meaning is there in setting the full score at one hundred?
It's impossible at all. "
"That's just a target. Are you serious?" The dwarf waved his hand.
The dwarf waved his hand, "Alright, stop wasting words. Are you still taking the exam or not?
If you don't, it'll be considered giving up. "
"Exam, of course I'm taking the exam!" Mick quickly replied.
The dwarf didn't say anything else as he threw a blueprint and another piece of steel plate to Mick.
Mick naturally understood what this meant. After looking over the blueprint for a while, he used his tools to draw all the lines on the steel plate before starting to work on the production magic machine.
This time, it took him a little longer. It took him more than 20 minutes to finish processing the steel plate according to the instructions on the drawing.
The dwarf took it and measured it. Nodding in satisfaction, he gave Mikel a score of eighty in front of him.
Although Mick was a bit depressed, he wasn't surprised.
When processing this part, perhaps he was affected by his mood and made several mistakes. Being able to get a score of eighty was already considered quite good.
"Alright, the practical test ends here. Go over there and take the theory test." The dwarf pointed at the door.
Mick nodded and walked out of the test room. When he was prepared to head to a smaller room on the other side to take the theory test, he looked up to see a familiar figure.
"Hey, young miss Evita!" Mick quickly ran over and excitedly greeted Evita who happened to be passing by.
Evita turned around and saw Mick. She waved her hand at him with a faint smile before looking at the test room behind him and asking, "The practical test is over?
What were the results? "
Mick shook his head in a dejected manner, "Not too good.
I don't think I can become a high level worker. "
Evita revealed a faint smile, "You don't need to be discouraged. According to the standards set by sir chairman, no one is qualified to become a high level worker right now.
As long as you can pass the primary test and become an official worker, you'll be qualified to work for our New Flyer. "
This Mick was old man Anduin's second son. Last time when Evita went to Prana Village to inspect the Magic Crystal Mine, old man Anduin had mentioned him to Evita. Evita had suggested for his son to take the New Flyer's vocational test and old man Anduin had agreed, immediately having Mick sign up.
After that, Evita went to Prana Village several times and met Mick a few times, so they could be considered acquaintances.
Hearing what Evita said, Mick couldn't help being surprised, "This is what your sir chairman said?
His requirements are this high? "
"The chairman's requirements have always been high."
Evita said with a smile, "But this is also a good thing, it can help us keep improving.
What do you think? "
Mick nodded like he didn't really understand.
Seeing his appearance, Evita shook her head and pointed at the theory test room in the distance, "Go, today's test schedule is very tight, don't waste any time."
"Un, then I'll be going. Young miss Evita, when the results are out, I'll tell you the news!" Mick waved his hand and turned to run to the theory test room.
Seeing his energetic back, Evita revealed a faint smile. She looked at the crowd for a bit before turning to the road outside the Falling Rain Valley. She got into the Fersen Carriage Company's Magic Car that was preparing to head to Banta City.