Kiddo had accidentally displayed her terrifying talents and shocked everyone.
Mag knew very well that since Kiddo was the reincarnation of the God of the Sea, it wasn’t strange that she had extraordinary strength. However, she still couldn’t control the power in her body steadily.
This matter was very important. Even though he trusted Krassu and Urien very much, he didn’t want to expose Kiddo’s identity so soon.
“So, Kiddo is better at water magic, then it will be best for her to learn from Gina,” Mag said with a smile.
“Mmm. Kiddo shall learn magic from Mother in this case,” Gina quickly said.
“Alright. Kiddo loves magic.” Kiddo nodded her little head and forgot all about going to school.
Mag asked Irina to fix the crack on the ceiling with magic.The restaurant withstood Kiddo’s earlier fingersnap, and the customers lining up outside weren’t alarmed. The restaurant operated as usual.
After the morning service, Mag brought along a set of kitchenware and went straight to Hope School with Yabemiya on his bicycle.
Babla and Shirley’s classes were on Tuesday, so they didn’t have to go to school today.
“Boss Mag, are you guys here for classes too?” Mag happened to bump into Vivian, who was alighting from her horse-drawn carriage when he reached the school gates.
“Oh, it’s Teacher Vivian.” Mag nodded with a smile. “Please call me Teacher Mag here.”
Vivian looked at Mag, who was wearing his chef’s suit and smilingly nodded. “Alright, Teacher Mag.”
Then, her gaze landed on Yabemiya. Her eyes lit up as she said, “Miya, your clothes looks great on you.”
“Thank you.” Yabemiya looked happy.
She was wearing a black formal business wear. She looked efficient yet a little sexy as well. She looked just like a secretary.
“Miya is my teaching assistant.” Mag introduced her.
“Only you have a teaching assistant in our school.” Vivian winked at Mag.
Mag was slightly taken aback. He asked, “Don’t those old professors have teaching assistants?
“Nope.” Vivian shook her head. “Not even in Chaos School.”
“Oh well…” Mag murmured. He felt that this school was a little different from what he had imagined it to be.
It was a little too eye-catching when he was the only person with a teaching assistant.
“It’s fine. I have already informed the principal. She has given her permission,” Mag said matter-of-factly.
He wasn’t trying to show off, but he was worried that he couldn’t control 100 students as a new teacher. Hence, he got Miya to help him out.
And Miya could help to handle many other chores too.
Vivian enviously said to Mag, “Luna indeed treats you specially. I also want to ask her if I can get a teaching assistant to help me mark the assignments.”
“I’m in a rush. Let’s go in first.” Mag took a quick look at his watch and passed his teacher’s pass to the guard for checking before walking in with Miya.
Vivian quickly caught up and lamented. “I heard over 400 students registered for your course. It’s this year’s most popular course.”
“This shows that the children have good judgment.” Mag smiled.
“Carry on boasting. I’m already going crazy trying to control 40 to 50 children. Now you have 100 children in the kitchen.” Vivian looked at Mag piteously. “Good luck to you.”
Mag’s footsteps faltered as he watched Vivian walk to the teaching building. He felt pressure.
Over 100 children, one big kitchen…
Mag thought about that scenario seriously and his expression became unnatural too.
It was a misjudgment. He shouldn’t accept so many students in his class…
“Boss, I think you should have brought Big Sister Gina. She’s the best person for this situation,” Miya said smilingly.
Mag was quiet. Gina was indeed the best at handling rowdy children, but she had to take care of Kiddo at home.
“It’s fine. We can handle it too. They’re just a bunch of children.” Mag encouraged Miya with a smile as he walked towards the Chef’s Training Center building.
From far away, Mag could see hundreds of children lining up in front of the building. There were a few teachers and kitchen ladies taking note of their heights.
There was a line of pots half-filled with water placed further to the front. The children went forward one by one and tried to lift the pot.
“Cosmo, you’re not tall enough. Please try again next time.”
“Garfield, you’re not strong enough. You have to eat more and train harder.”
“Issac, your height and strength have met the requirements! You passed!”
***
Along with sounds of the reporting, the children who were disqualified walked to the side sadly before being brought back to their classrooms by their teachers. Meanwhile, the children who were enrolled were brought to the empty field in front of the building with an excited expression.
Mag did a quick scan. There were only about 30 children who passed.
And there were already less than 100 children who were still taking their height measurements.
“Did I set the requirements too high?” Mag frowned. The situation was different from what she had imagined.
“They are all too thin and small. They look much smaller compared to children their age.” Yabemiya looked at those children piteously. She had been through a similar time back then. There was no food and she was always hungry.
“Teacher Mag.” A teacher quickly approached them from the crowd. “You’re arrived.”
“Teacher Hera.” Mag nodded with a smile. Looking at the children, Mag asked, “Are we doing the selecting right now?”
“Yes. The principal said you are busy and asked us to select the children based on your requirements first.” Hera nodded. She looked at the children and lamented. “However, most of these children are malnourished. Not many of them could meet the requirement.”
“These are the children left?” Mag asked.
“Yes. We have already been selecting for one hour. There are over 400 students. Those who didn’t meet the requirements were already sent back to class, and proceeded to join the next teacher’s course.” Hera nodded.
Mag’s gaze swept over those children that were left. There were only 10 of them who reached his height requirement and most of them had thin arms and legs. They didn’t look like they could lift a heavy pot.
“Thank you for your hard work.” Mag nodded slightly. Seems like he could only enroll 30 to 40 students today.
However, Mag believed that his requirements were reasonable. Those children who failed to meet them could grow a bit more first. There was no hurry.
It would be difficult to complete the course in front of a standardized cooking bench if their heights were below the requirement.
It was the same if their strength couldn’t meet the requirement. Being a chef was manual work.
Mag and Miya stood to the side. They didn’t intervene in the selection.
Just as Mag expected, there were only eight children left that met the height and strength requirement.
The final number of children who were successfully selected was 38.
Mag was surprised by the elimination rate that was over 90%.
Right then, a tender voice pleaded. “Wait a sec! Teacher! Can you give me a chance, please? I can lift that pot! I want to be a chef!”
