Chapter 6051 Gloriana the Professor

Chapter 6051 Gloriana the Professor

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Lucky and Clixie laid on the foot on the large bed and cuddled against each other while beginning to fall into slumber.

Ves and Gloriana had already changed into their pajamas and slipped into their beds.

Although both of them had augmented so much that they could skip some of their sleeping cycles in order to spend more time at work, neither of the two discounted the value of sleep.

At most, the two shortened their rest times by a few hours in order to squeeze in a bit more work every day.

Both of them were swamped with work and responsibilities.

Gloriana not only had to lead the Design Department, but also allocate a lot of time to research how to adapt archetech to the Amaranto Mark III and Riot Mark III designs.

Ves had to stay on top of the developments of the Larkinson Clan and leave enough time for his studies and mech design work. He was having a particularly hard time in figuring out how to convert the weapons of the Amaranto Mark III into worthy Ultimate Modules.

He hadn't even started to start or resume the next batch of commercial mech design projects!

Though he constantly felt he was short on time, Ves did not worry too much about his design obligations. He knew he could trust his wife to complete most of the design work of the expert mechs of the Larkinson Clan. As long as he did a good job in the areas he was responsible for, his wife and other collaborators would be able to finish the rest.

Right now, he had a different topic in mind.

"Now that you have become a Senior Mech Designer, you are expected to take on a teaching position. Have you decided where you want to teach?"

"I have." Gloriana said. "It is not a choice that you expect. You must be thinking that I am considering whether to teach at a well-respected first-class university such as the Eden Institute of Business & Technology, correct? There is certainly a large amount of convenience if I teach classes at the same employer as you. The commute is also short enough."

Ves smiled. "Actually, I think you are too proud of yourself to work at the same school as me. You must have received a lot of invitations from large and renowned institutions. Even if you aren't as prominent as me, you are still a qualified masterwork mech designer in your own right. Your expertise in archetech and ability to design a complete archemech has also made you into an authority in this exotic field. I think that there are definitely a bunch of mech design universities out there that want you to share your insights to their students."

Left unsaid was that a lot of groups also had a strong incentive to befriend Gloriana in an attempt to get through Ves.

Whether his wife was aware of that fact, she did not mention it. "Did you know that the Antus Polytechnic University extended an invitation to me to teach a course on mech fabrication?"

"That's nice."

"I see. I think I am starting to understand where you are coming from. Have you decided to teach at the WTU because you can assume more authority over an institution run by your family?"

"Correct, but that is not the extent of why I chose to teach over there. The Wodin Technical University may only be second-class, but the students and professors are all Hexers. I used to be one of them, you know. I understand how they think and what they value. They also have immense respect for me, so I can gain their absolute obedience. Even the Master Mech Designers who teach at the WTU will give me a large amount of deference. That is much better than becoming a fish out of water if I accept those other prestigious offers."

Her motivation was clear. She wanted to become the head of a chicken rather than the tail of a phoenix.

Though Ves personally preferred to choose the latter, it was not a bad idea to go for the other option.

"You must have a goal or strategy in mind if you are willing to settle for what most people regard as an inferior choice."

He knew his wife well enough that she was an incredibly prideful woman. It was hard for her to give up the bragging rights of claiming to be a professor of a top Terran or Rubarthan university.

The alternative she chose had to give her even greater benefits in order to justify her selection.

"If my teaching position over at the WTU allows me to become a prominent leader in that community, I can influence the mech industry of an entire state." Gloriana calmly explained. "My voice will weigh heavily among thousands and thousands of Hexer mech designers. Over time, it is my ambition to take effective control over the Hexer mech industry."

"That... is quite an ambitious goal. I guess there are a few benefits to it, but the help that Hexer mech designers can provide is largely constrained by their class."

"I know, but I think there is potential to commanding this industry." She stated. "You should know that you can do the same. Your influence and popularity among the Hexers is greater than mine. Many Hexers wish to replicate your design philosophy so that they can design mechs that carry the blessing of Helena or the Superior Mother. The Wodin Technical University would love to have you teach one of its courses."

"No thanks. I'm good. You know my schedule is already packed. Besides, it is irresponsible for me to reduce or suspend my teaching at the Eden Institute. I am getting to know a lot of promising mech design students over there in advance. A few of them are soon going to apply to work in our Design Department."

There was no way he was willing to teach at a Hexer institution! He would rather eat cat food rather than become a part of the Hexer educational establishment!

In any case, while Gloriana's decision certainly surprised Ves, she had clearly set her mind on pursuing her own plan. It was not a bad idea to strengthen her grip on the mech industry of a state that had already become one of the Larkinson Clan's most important trading and military partners.

Just as the couple turned off the lights and started their sleeping cycles, a chime sounded before the bedroom door slid open.

"Miaow?"

"Mama. Papa. I can't sleep. Can I sleep with you?" Marvaine's pitiful voice sounded.

"Of course, my dear. Come over here. Mama will keep you safe."

The boy walked over to the bed and climbed up while holding his stuffed mech. His mother pulled him into her arms while showering his head with kisses.

Another day came to an end for the Larkinsons.