Tokyo, History Museum
A group of primary school students wearing little yellow hats (Note 1) lined up to visit. Not only were there primary school students, there were also high school students (High school students). A teacher was explaining.
"… As everyone knows, in the seventh year of Changbao, the Great General Shinchuan of the Country of Feathers only had 70 stones. When he was 16, he fought against the bandits who invaded the land and obtained another 70 stones."
"However, the Yamashita family coveted this land. They sent an envoy saying that this land belonged to me. Would you dare to reject me?"
"The Great General Shinchuan pretended to return it. He attacked in the middle of the night and obtained 350 stones. He also bribed the Ryōyoshi family with a large sum of money to keep 500 stones."
"Although 500 stones is small, it was the battle that laid the foundation of the Shinchuan family." The high school teacher was explaining the historical significance of the battle to the students. The students listened attentively.
"Teacher Hashida, can I ask a question?" A student raised his hand.
"Student Shinohara, please speak."
"Teacher Hashida, then why did the Ryōyoshi family attack the Great General Shinchuan three years later?"
"This is an interesting question." Teacher Hashida stood up and said, "The Great General Shinchuan attacked the Yamashita family at night. Although he had no choice, it was against the rules of the time. Most importantly, according to historical records, the Shinchuan family reclaimed the land and conquered Niu Jiuzhong in the mountains."
"The Ryōyoshi family felt that the Shinchuan family had become a hidden threat. That was why they attacked."
"I understand. Thank you teacher."
Pei Zi Yun's (̄ _ ̄) expression was ranked among the primary school students. He had also become a primary school student with small hands and feet. He wore a little yellow hat and listened to the teacher continue to talk about the Great General Shinchuan's magnificent life. Almost all Japanese people were familiar with this, but the primary school students still listened with great interest.
"The imprint has finally disintegrated." Pei Zi Yun sank into the memories of the original owner of this body, Yamada Shinji.
Pei Zi Yun carefully absorbed Yamada Shinji's memories and tried to figure out the strength of this world. However, Yamada Shinji's memories were very few. He only had daily habits, language, and primary school lessons.
"So this is how Japanese education is." The curriculum of primary schools in Japan was very different from that in China. Grades 1 to 2 basically did not teach basic knowledge, but life lessons.
This was not so much to teach the common knowledge of daily life, but rather to teach order.
Yes, many educators say that Japan emphasizes the importance of community, but in fact, community is order. If taken a step further, it can be called military education.
The cultural curriculum of Japanese primary school graduates was only equivalent to that of a fourth grader. However, there were a lot of group activities, and every primary school student became a part of the group.
Pei Zi Yun continued to use the (̄ _ ̄) emoji. He was now a primary school graduate, and visiting the History Museum was part of the group's activities. He had no choice but to participate.
"It seems to be a very safe society. Although the history is different from where I came from, it seems to be a purely technological society. Even my Dao techniques and divine power are concentrated in my soul, unable to interfere with the real world. Right now, I am just a simple 12-year-old primary school student."
"No matter how I feel, I can't feel any supernatural power."
"But I know it's not a purely technological society."
One of the reasons was that Yamada Shinji had died from a supernatural attack in his dream. His last memory before his death was of being surrounded by coldness, and his vision was pitch black. His body fell into a galaxy, passing through many stars, some of which were rich in color and sound.
Suddenly, he appeared in front of an elevator. A blood corpse shrieked and attacked with its bloody claws. The elevator door was instantly smashed, and Yamada Shinji's consciousness turned to ash.
Under normal circumstances, this body should have gradually stopped moving. However, after ten minutes, it was replaced by Pei Zi Yun. No one noticed it, including Yamada Shinji's parents and sister.
It had been ten days since he had taken over the body. He had been trying to break the imprint left behind when he died, absorbing the memories and merging them together. Now, he was basically done.
"System."
After absorbing the memories, a Plum Blossom appeared in front of Pei Zi Yun's eyes. It quickly enlarged and turned into an information interface.
"Mission: Legendary Key – The tide of spiritual power has been revived, but not ordinary people can open the door. Please become legendary 0/3 as soon as possible."
"Legendary!" Pei Zi Yun (⊙ _ ⊙) was silent for a long time. Legendary. Was it something a 12-year-old child like him could achieve?
"Let's go home." After the event, a girl shouted. Pei Zi Yun looked over in surprise and saw a high school (Grade 1) girl standing in front of the group. The girl was very beautiful, but her tone was stern. She looked at the primary school student and said, "Those who are going to Bogocho, follow me."
"Greetings, Senior Fukada." The primary school students were very obedient and bowed. Only Pei Zi Yun did not say anything and just followed her. It was about 3 in the afternoon. Don't be surprised, Japanese primary schools ended school at this time. There were no parents to pick them up, but they usually went in groups.
The senior students were in charge of directing the junior students on their way home. Who was on duty and why they had to obey their seniors was how it came to be.
In the blink of an eye, the tram arrived. The primary school students usually bought a monthly pass and swiped their card to enter the carriage. No one spoke in the carriage. Adults did not have to give up their seats to the primary school students. On the contrary, the primary school students would give up their seats to the elderly, pregnant women or anyone else who needed it.
Furthermore, the primary school students were too tall to grab the handrail. They would hold onto each other's bags. Originally, Fukada Onoha was a high school student and would not be in charge of this. However, this tour was arranged at the last minute. Hence, she focused all her attention on the children. She was very responsible and immediately noticed the distant Pei Zi Yun.
"You're … Student Yamada? Do you have any questions? "
"Fukada-san, I'm fine." Pei Zi Yun glanced at her and realized that there was nothing worth paying attention to. He closed his eyes and continued to check the system.
"Oh, so it's not that legendary's intention."
"Is it just to let the people around me think that I'm a legend?"
"But that's not easy!"
Pei Zi Yun closed his eyes and pondered. The tram continued to move and stop. After an unknown number of stops, the tram stopped again. A person with a wooden blade boarded.
Pei Zi Yun suddenly had a thought. He turned around and asked Fukada Onoha, "Fukada-san, what's this?"
"Oh, this is a member of the kendo club. Student Yamada, are you interested in kendo too?" Fukada Onoha bowed as she spoke. Although Yamada Shinji's body was that of a shota, he already looked like a little fresh meat.
"Kendo club?" Pei Zi Yun suddenly thought of something and wanted to confirm, "That … Fukada-san, can the kendo club dominate the country?"
Hearing this, the youth with the wooden blade laughed bitterly, "Yamada, you're such a lucky primary school student. When you get to middle school, you'll know how tough it is to be in a club."
He wanted to continue speaking, but Fukada Onoha stopped him and bowed, "Of course, if student Yamada works hard, it's not impossible for you to dominate the country."
Pei Zi Yun nodded his head, expressing his gratitude, and continued to ponder.
"What a kid who loves to fantasize!" The youth with the wooden blade spoke softly, but Pei Zi Yun heard him clearly. At this time, they had reached their stop. Pei Zi Yun waved goodbye and got off the tram, heading straight for a house.
"I'm back." Pei Zi Yun changed out of his shoes.
"Welcome home." A female voice replied. It was his mother, Yamada Izumi. Before she could take a closer look, Pei Zi Yun rushed into the living room and switched on his computer.
In the living room, there was only Luo Li watching an anime. This was very normal. Japanese men often worked overtime. Even if they got off work, they would still go to bars, nightclubs, or izakaya to drink. Don't even think of seeing a man at home before ten o 'clock.
If there was nothing special, a man who went home after work would be ostracized by his colleagues.
This was the collectivism of Japan.
Pei Zi Yun turned on his computer and searched for relevant records. Gradually, he fell into deep thought.
In summary, Japanese education, starting from primary school, emphasized on collectivity and order. Because of this, primary school did not carry out much knowledge education.
In junior high, there were clubs. These clubs were almost forced to join. This was to prevent students from having any personal freedom. Other than going home to sleep, they had to be in the group.
For example, starting from primary school, there were rules for eating. Washing your hands before eating and brushing your teeth after eating. Many people were used to carrying a toothbrush with them when they went to work.
Even sports required all students to participate. Most of the events required cooperation, and there was little emphasis on individual competition.
Even a child prodigy could not skip grades to enter university. This was because such a child prodigy would be separated from the group.
Furthermore, once a student entered a club, they could not leave at will. If they did, they would be looked down upon by the members of the club. If there was no special reason, they would not participate in club activities. They would be seen as traitors and ostracized. They would be isolated in school.
In the long process of learning and growth, everyone would become a real screw.
Even in society, as mentioned above, if you went home after work instead of participating in group activities, even if you went to a bar for a drink, you would be ostracized by your colleagues.
"This is the real education system of the worker ants."
"This is the biggest secret of Japan's success — organization over individualism."
"But because of this, people are famous for worshiping the strong who can surpass the worker ants."
"This is really a paradise for the strong!"
Pei Zi Yun searched for relevant information and murmured. If in Da Xu, a person who was strong would be ostracized by the group. But in Japan, such a strong person would be worshiped by the group. Therefore, they could quickly rise to power — at least in the club.
"In other words, to become a legend in Japan, you only need to do something that is beyond the imagination of most of the worker ants."
"Conquer the group, and you can become a legend."
Thinking of this, Pei Zi Yun left the computer and went straight to the attic to look through the cabinet.
"Hey, Shinichi, what's wrong with you?" Yamada Izumi felt that her son was acting strangely and chased after him. Behind her was his timid sister, Yamada Nanako. She put her right index finger in her mouth and sucked it, hesitantly looking at her brother.
At this time, Pei Zi Yun had already found what he wanted — a wooden sword.
He immediately grabbed the wooden sword, turned to look at his mother and sister, and said, "I have decided, I want to use this wooden sword to dominate the whole of Japan!"
Note 1: The little yellow hat is a must for primary school students. One reason is for safety, and the other is for collectivism.
This book was originally intended to be written about modern China, but everyone knows that it is now a disaster area. It is very easy to get rid of it, so it had to be moved to Japan.
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