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"Greetings!" It chimes in a high-pitch digitalized voice.
"I believe many of you are wondering where's the supposed instructor is, and as I - The Generic All Purpose Unit, also known as G.A.P.U, shall tell you about his whereabouts -- He is now a corpse! Lying at the depth of -30000 virsta on this here planet. A moment of consolidation, if you please."
The robot starts to play a piece of emotional violin music, as the people around it scratches their heads in confusion - although some had caught what it's said, their faces an arrangement of different emotions.
"And with that out of the way, I am here to give instructions as a substitution - Order of the Digger's Conglomerate. Now listen carefully, those who are attending in the Gathering Room number four."
"Those who are registered with the economy course will leave this room and proceed to the Gathering Room number six. Ecologics to room number three. Biologics to room number two. R&D to the second floor, the elevator is at the end of hallway on your way out, just follow the sign. Security to room number one."
As the people left the room, all the noisiness starts to die down, and the room was left with a few kettes of people still seated.
"As for those who weren't called, I trust that you know what you signed up for, yes?"
None of us answered.
"Welcome to the Miner course, ladies and gentlemen, humans and non-humans; From here on out, I trust you to keep your head above the muddy cloud called ignorance, because no one other than your well-prepared self can save you from the dangers of spelunking deep into Ortopie-IV. Even your instructor had perished in the line of duty, so I hope you won't fall into the same fate as him."
