Chapter 9: The Mech Engineering Department
The best of cutting edge technology had been administered to help Alto recover from his injury meaning that he had recovered a considerable portion of his health in days. Still he chose not to leave his room, he could not hope to face Amy, he would surely die from shame. On the day they had arrived in the research facility the results of the days testing was announced at the end of the day. Because they were broadcast on the loudspeakers he was able to pick up on them.
"These are the mech trainee evaluation results."
"First place, Amy with a 100% passing grade and an exceptional aptitude for mech piloting."
"Second place, Kram with a 85% passing grade and a high aptitude for mech piloting."
"Third place, Lobo With a 83% passing grade and a high aptitude for mech piloting."
The news went on and on and from the sound of it no one had failed with the least of them getting a passing grade of 48% which was below average or a pass but there was no way the facility would let off a genote because of this. Genotes did not come in swarms and for their backwater side of the vast universe they cherished the genotes even more.
Lying there bedridden on the bed Alto waited, his ears growing to hear the news. His name would be mentioned right? On second thought why would they mention his name. He must have been the only genote in world to ever lose his ability to pilot a mech and be reduced to a damn greasy mechanic.