Chapter 1216: 1216 Errant Drones
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Chapter 1216 1216 Errant Drones
?In the training area of the Drone Controller's bay that had been hastily renovated for the purpose of hosting their volunteer pilots, Dave stretched his freshly upgraded cybernetic body and frowned at the crowd of idiots in front of him. He had come here to help out after he dropped the girls at school, but he had expected a slightly higher standard of personal hygiene.
Even when he was living in the slums next to Max, making sure that nothing serious happened to the boy until he was ready to be picked up by the Academy, he had rarely seen anyone who had so thoroughly neglected themselves.
The smell of the crowd was overpowering, and those who actually cared about themselves were clearly uncomfortable.
The task of operating the drone bay itself had been left to maintenance, but the number of staff assigned to oversee the process was insufficient. They had enough to take care of the machines, but not the horde of people who had shown up early, in hopes of getting more drone time.
Dave leaped up onto the supervisor's platform and grabbed the intercom phone off the wall.
[Listen up. These pods will be used twenty-four hours a day. The upkeep and user comfort are incredibly important to the war effort, we can't afford to have pilots distracted by the stench of unwashed bodies and unwiped arses.
If you cannot pass a basic sniff test, you WILL be sent home to shower before returning. That includes those of you who believe that perfumes and body sprays are a bath substitute. Be considerate to those coming after you, who might have sensitivities to strong scents.
Dave shrugged. "Is there anyone here who is going to stop me from doing it? I might not hold a formal rank, but I am the Commander's Godfather. I'm sure that if I call him or Subcommander Nico, they will give a formal approval for whatever I want to do."
The observer chuckled and nodded. Connections were everything in this world, and if you had them, rank and seniority didn't really matter all that much.
The plan had worked incredibly well, and the entire crowd was moving next door toward the shower stalls, not wanting to get punted to the back of the line for poor hygiene.
The dignified few had already started the tutorials that had been created for the first day so that everyone was familiar with the controls before they began, and the others were filling fast with young volunteers still damp from the shower and freshly clad in a pilot's black coveralls and boots.
Someone had created them patches that read [Intern Drone Pilot] and the volunteers were wearing them proudly as they returned to the room.
Gone was the crowd of bedraggled shut ins. Now that they were uniformed, the whole attitude of the crowd had changed. They were focused and determined to make a difference. All of them had a mental image of how they could become heroes by intercepting an enemy attack and saving thousands of lives.
Perhaps they would even get an award, and an official Pilot post after the fight. It was a prestigious job, and not only the pay, but the benefits were insane. The Drone Pilots got to live in the Pilot's community, with all the greatest of the city's luxuries right nearby. They had all been there at least once for the nightclubs or the gaming pods with all the newest features, but actually getting to live there was a dream.
The first wave of them were finishing the tutorial now, and sending out drones from the base. That was an advantage that the first wave got over everyone else. When the others came, they would take over a drone in progress, after getting a status and mission update from the Pilot they were replacing.
But this wave got to send them out from the base and sort through the combat reports and mission priorities that had been set by Subcommander Nico herself. To gamers, she was a living legend, and now they were on a real battlefield, following her actual orders, to hunt real targets from the Great Enemy.N0v3lRealm was the platform where this chapter was initially revealed on N0v3l.B1n.
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Chapter 1216 1216 Errant Drones
?In the training area of the Drone Controller's bay that had been hastily renovated for the purpose of hosting their volunteer pilots, Dave stretched his freshly upgraded cybernetic body and frowned at the crowd of idiots in front of him. He had come here to help out after he dropped the girls at school, but he had expected a slightly higher standard of personal hygiene.
Even when he was living in the slums next to Max, making sure that nothing serious happened to the boy until he was ready to be picked up by the Academy, he had rarely seen anyone who had so thoroughly neglected themselves.
The smell of the crowd was overpowering, and those who actually cared about themselves were clearly uncomfortable.
The task of operating the drone bay itself had been left to maintenance, but the number of staff assigned to oversee the process was insufficient. They had enough to take care of the machines, but not the horde of people who had shown up early, in hopes of getting more drone time.
Dave leaped up onto the supervisor's platform and grabbed the intercom phone off the wall.
[Listen up. These pods will be used twenty-four hours a day. The upkeep and user comfort are incredibly important to the war effort, we can't afford to have pilots distracted by the stench of unwashed bodies and unwiped arses.
If you cannot pass a basic sniff test, you WILL be sent home to shower before returning. That includes those of you who believe that perfumes and body sprays are a bath substitute. Be considerate to those coming after you, who might have sensitivities to strong scents.
Dave shrugged. "Is there anyone here who is going to stop me from doing it? I might not hold a formal rank, but I am the Commander's Godfather. I'm sure that if I call him or Subcommander Nico, they will give a formal approval for whatever I want to do."
The observer chuckled and nodded. Connections were everything in this world, and if you had them, rank and seniority didn't really matter all that much.
The plan had worked incredibly well, and the entire crowd was moving next door toward the shower stalls, not wanting to get punted to the back of the line for poor hygiene.
The dignified few had already started the tutorials that had been created for the first day so that everyone was familiar with the controls before they began, and the others were filling fast with young volunteers still damp from the shower and freshly clad in a pilot's black coveralls and boots.
Someone had created them patches that read [Intern Drone Pilot] and the volunteers were wearing them proudly as they returned to the room.
Gone was the crowd of bedraggled shut ins. Now that they were uniformed, the whole attitude of the crowd had changed. They were focused and determined to make a difference. All of them had a mental image of how they could become heroes by intercepting an enemy attack and saving thousands of lives.
Perhaps they would even get an award, and an official Pilot post after the fight. It was a prestigious job, and not only the pay, but the benefits were insane. The Drone Pilots got to live in the Pilot's community, with all the greatest of the city's luxuries right nearby. They had all been there at least once for the nightclubs or the gaming pods with all the newest features, but actually getting to live there was a dream.
The first wave of them were finishing the tutorial now, and sending out drones from the base. That was an advantage that the first wave got over everyone else. When the others came, they would take over a drone in progress, after getting a status and mission update from the Pilot they were replacing.
But this wave got to send them out from the base and sort through the combat reports and mission priorities that had been set by Subcommander Nico herself. To gamers, she was a living legend, and now they were on a real battlefield, following her actual orders, to hunt real targets from the Great Enemy.N0v3lRealm was the platform where this chapter was initially revealed on N0v3l.B1n.
Chapter 1216 1216 Errant Drones ?In the training area of the Drone Controller's bay that had been hastily renovated for the purpose of hosting their volunteer pilots, Dave stretched his freshly upgraded cybernetic body and frowned at the crowd of idiots in front of him. He had come here to help out after he dropped the girls at school, but he had expected a slightly higher standard of personal hygiene. Even when he was living in the slums next to Max, making sure that nothing serious happened to the boy until he was ready to be picked up by the Academy, he had rarely seen anyone who had so thoroughly neglected themselves. The smell of the crowd was overpowering, and those who actually cared about themselves were clearly uncomfortable. The task of operating the drone bay itself had been left to maintenance, but the number of staff assigned to oversee the process was insufficient. They had enough to take care of the machines, but not the horde of people who had shown up early, in hopes of getting more drone time. Dave leaped up onto the supervisor's platform and grabbed the intercom phone off the wall. Listen up. These pods will be used twenty-four hours a day. The upkeep and user comfort are incredibly important to the war effort, we can't afford to have pilots distracted by the stench of unwashed bodies and unwiped arses. If you cannot pass a basic sniff test, you WILL be sent home to shower before returning. That includes those of you who believe that perfumes and body sprays are a bath substitute. Be considerate to those coming after you, who might have sensitivities to strong scents. Dave shrugged. "Is there anyone here who is going to stop me from doing it? I might not hold a formal rank, but I am the Commander's Godfather. I'm sure that if I call him or Subcommander Nico, they will give a formal approval for whatever I want to do." The observer chuckled and nodded. Connections were everything in this world, and if you had them, rank and seniority didn't really matter all that much. The plan had worked incredibly well, and the entire crowd was moving next door toward the shower stalls, not wanting to get punted to the back of the line for poor hygiene. The dignified few had already started the tutorials that had been created for the first day so that everyone was familiar with the controls before they began, and the others were filling fast with young volunteers still damp from the shower and freshly clad in a pilot's black coveralls and boots. Someone had created them patches that read Intern Drone Pilot and the volunteers were wearing them proudly as they returned to the room. Gone was the crowd of bedraggled shut ins. Now that they were uniformed, the whole attitude of the crowd had changed. They were focused and determined to make a difference. All of them had a mental image of how they could become heroes by intercepting an enemy attack and saving thousands of lives. Perhaps they would even get an award, and an official Pilot post after the fight. It was a prestigious job, and not only the pay, but the benefits were insane. The Drone Pilots got to live in the Pilot's community, with all the greatest of the city's luxuries right nearby. They had all been there at least once for the nightclubs or the gaming pods with all the newest features, but actually getting to live there was a dream. The first wave of them were finishing the tutorial now, and sending out drones from the base. That was an advantage that the first wave got over everyone else. When the others came, they would take over a drone in progress, after getting a status and mission update from the Pilot they were replacing. But this wave got to send them out from the base and sort through the combat reports and mission priorities that had been set by Subcommander Nico herself. To gamers, she was a living legend, and now they were on a real battlefield, following her actual orders, to hunt real targets from the Great Enemy.N0v3lRealm was the platform where this chapter was initially revealed on N0v3l.B1n.
