For any great teacher to become a secondary saint, they would conduct public lectures for seven to ten days consecutively.
By doing so, firstly, they wanted to expand their influence, spreading their knowledge and expertise. After all, great teachers relied on their academic achievements to be passed down for generations to come.
Secondly, it was to give back to the great teacher world, sharing their experiences with great teachers.
Great teachers who could reach this stage definitely wouldn't be stingy with their knowledge. Even if they didn't impart everything they knew, they would basically pour out everything they had.
During these ten days of lectures, he wasn't stingy with his praises for Sun Mo. During every lesson, he would say that if it wasn't for Sun Mo helping him in time, he would have died.
Hence, Sun Mo's fame grew even greater.
Finally, Zhang Yang ended the ten days of public lectures. After paying Sun Mo a visit with many gifts, he entered seclusion to summarize his past experiences and plan for the future.
Because there wasn't much time left, Zhang Yang wanted to do the most cost-effective research.
Regret?
Regret?
No such thing existed. Zhang Yang didn't have the energy to worry about this. Right now, he just wanted to improve to the next level.
...
"Teacher Sun is finally going to start his class!"
The great teachers of the Black-White Academy were anxiously waiting.
Those who had reached a bottleneck wanted to attend Sun Mo's Medical Cultivation class to receive guidance. As for spirit rune masters, they were too interested in Sun Mo's new concepts.
Of course, everyone was also interested in the Imperial Sky Spirit Rune.
The Medical Cultivation class in the morning was packed with people. Even the corridors were filled with people. Some teachers and students were very far away and couldn't hear anything, but they still didn't wish to leave.
"Teacher Sun, why don't we change it to public lectures?"
After the class ended, Xie Enhui put away her notebook. She looked at the crowd in the corridor and suggested, "In any case, the auditorium is idle anyway."
"No, the effect of that would be too bad!"
Sun Mo rejected.
The most eye-catching part of his class was that he would provide guidance on the spot and help students break through. If it was held in the auditorium and there were too many students, the impact would be reduced.
He had to let the students observe how tyrannical his ancient massage technique was at a close distance.
"Alright then!"
Xie Enhui felt helpless. "Oh right, I've already instructed the school canteen to specially order three meals for your great teacher group every day. Where do you think we should send them?"
An Xinhui's group was purely basking in Sun Mo's glory.
"No need, I'll eat in the cafeteria!"
It wasn't that Sun Mo didn't want to be special, but with so many people watching, he had to be amiable and approachable. After all, this was also a form of putting on a show.
However, Sun Mo soon regretted it.
At noon, when Sun Mo neared the canteen, the students who came to eat started to bow and greet him. Although the greeting was pleasing to the ears, if too many people said it, it would be very noisy.
Although the Black-White Academy had a clear rule that teachers weren't required to have priority during meals, when these students saw Sun Mo, they immediately moved to the sides and let Sun Mo go first.
When it was time to collect food, Sun Mo had just stood at the back of the line when the students in front directly made way for him.
"Teacher Sun, after you!"
The students were very respectful.
"No need, I'll line up!"
Sun Mo smiled.
"Our time is worthless."
When the students saw that they couldn't persuade Sun Mo, they decided to run to the food counters on both sides. They didn't want Sun Mo to feel awkward.
"Hey, why are you guys so obedient?"
Sun Mo felt very uncomfortable.
Back when he was in university, admiring girls while eating was also a kind of enjoyment.
"Great Teacher Sun!"
The canteen auntie was even more enthusiastic. Her chubby face was smiling like a flower.
Usually, when they were collecting food for others, their hands would shake a little when they scooped up the food. But when it was Sun Mo's turn, he directly scooped up two spoonfuls of meat. Moreover, it was more than the stipulated amount.
Sun Mo looked at the small mountain of food on his plate and felt speechless. (Are you guys treating me like a pig?)
...
In the afternoon, the sun was warm.
In order to reserve seats, Zhang Guoping and Tang Qian didn't go to the canteen to eat. Instead, they brought dry rations and ate in Sun Mo's classroom.
There were many people who had the same thoughts as them. Therefore, there were only tens of empty seats left in the 500-seater classroom.
"What are you reading?"
Zhang Guoping discovered that Tang Qian was holding a book even when she was eating.
"[Dream of the Red Chamber], also known as [Story of the Stone]. It's the story of a wealthy clan!"
Tang Qian introduced. Zhang Guoping lost interest and lowered her head to study the medical book.
"Is it nice?"
Someone at the side asked.
The students of the Black-White Academy were all busy with their studies and rarely read miscellaneous books.
"Gandalf's new work. What do you guys think?"
Tang Qian chortled.
"What? The author of [Journey to the West] came out with a new book? "
"Is he trying to cheat money by impersonating someone else?"
"Is it nice?"
The students kept asking. It was because the fame of [Journey to the West] was too great. It was simply a pioneering work in the field of vernacular literature.
Because of the appearance of this book, there were many easy-to-understand vernacular novels on the market. Even children who didn't know how to read could understand it.
"In any case, it's quite to my liking!"
Tang Qian smiled. "Also, I feel that this is written by the real Gandalf."
In the Nine Provinces, piracy was also very rampant. Many books directly used Gandalf's name in order to sell more copies. At the start, many people were fooled.
"As long as Gandalf doesn't finish [Journey to the West], I won't read his new book!"
A long-haired guy's lips twitched. "As a reader, you must have a backbone."
"Hehe, I dare to guarantee that after you finish reading it, it'll be really fragrant!"
A girl interrupted and took out a copy of [Dream of the Red Chamber] from her bag. "I'll lend it to you. If you can still say this after reading five chapters, I'll call you daddy!"
"Hey, give it to me!"
The long-haired guy was disdainful. (What kind of book is this? Can it capture me after five chapters?)
A few other students also came over to admire it.
"Woah, a paper full of absurd words, a handful of bitter tears. These two sentences are very interesting!"
Gradually, everyone stopped talking.
To experience the beauty of this book, one still needed to have some foundation in literature. However, the students of the Nine Provinces had received this kind of education since young.
When they read [Dream of the Red Chamber], they wouldn't feel that it was difficult to understand or boring. Instead, they could experience the magnificence and beauty of the words.
Especially when Baoyu appeared, the guys couldn't help but be immersed in it.
The young master of an aristocratic family, beautiful maids, and confidantes...
Was there a more fantastical life than this?
At the beginning of the book, Jia Baoyu's life was really a winner in life.
"How is it?"
The girl who passed the book teased.
"Don't be noisy!"
The long-haired guy flipped the page. When he reached the sixth chapter, Baoyu and Xiren were having sex, his breathing became heavy. Immediately, a few boys and girls blushed.
The long-haired guy wanted to go back and read it again, but he felt embarrassed.
He even wanted to tear these two pages out and keep them.
"Is it nice?"
Tang Qian boasted.
Just when Zhang Guoping was curious and wanted to go over to take a look, a group of people walked into the classroom.
"Teachers and students who don't major in spirit runes, please leave. Give the classroom to us!"
They held up a wooden sign with a row of golden words written on it. 'Please don't deprive us of our chance'.
"Is this an order from the school?"
"Definitely not. If not, why isn't the teacher the one issuing it?"
"What's going on? Are they discriminating against other subjects? "
Many people frowned.
"You guys basically don't know what Teacher Sun's spirit rune class means. That's the key to a new world. Please don't snatch it from us."
The guy who was holding up the wooden sign tried to persuade them.
After that, the group of people bowed 90 degrees.
"I'll leave it to you guys."
The students in the classroom exchanged mutual glances.
They came to listen to Sun Mo's class mainly because they were curious and wanted something new. If they delayed the progress of these students, it wouldn't be too good.
The students from the Black-White Academy were very understanding. After packing up their things, they gave up the classroom.
This wasn't the only group of people in the teaching building. They arranged for people to hold up wooden signs at the entrance of the canteen, the entrance of the teaching building, the corridor, and the front of Sun Mo's lecture hall.
This scene caused Sun Mo's popularity to soar once again, and he kept receiving favorable impression points.
The frequent notifications caused Sun Mo to feel helpless. He could only get the system to cut off the notifications.
When Wan Kangcheng came, he saw these signs and wanted Sun Mo to stay even more.
The bell signaling the start of the class rang.
Sun Mo walked into the classroom.
"Students, teachers, good afternoon. Today, let's continue to understand the essence of spirit runes. What are spirit runes?"
Sun Mo went straight to the point.
After explaining the theory that spirit runes were a language, Sun Mo took out a one-foot-long metal rod.
"What do you guys think this is?"
Sun Mo asked.
Swoosh!
Everyone's gazes turned toward a major character sitting in the third row on the teacher's right.
His name was Zhou Qiu, the number one person in the study of spirit runes in the Black-White Academy.
Zhou Qiu had an awkward look on his face because he didn't know him.
"Luo Liang, what do you think?"
Sun Mo looked toward a male student. This was the guy who had performed quite well in the previous lesson.
Swoosh!
Everyone looked over, their gazes filled with envy.
This guy was actually remembered by Great Teacher Sun?
How good!
Swoosh!
Luo Liang stood up, feeling uneasy. "Teacher, I..."
"Don't panic. It's fine even if you say it wrongly!"
Sun Mo consoled.
"En!"
Luo Liang took in a deep breath and looked at the metal rod. He recalled that Sun Mo had taken out a hair dryer previously. In that case, this time around, it should be something similar.
It must be very practical.
"Hair dryer?"
Luo Liang guessed.
"Sit down!"
Sun Mo no longer kept them in suspense. He took out a spirit stone and embedded it into the metal rod. After that, the metal rod started to turn red at a visible rate.
The air was heated up.
The students in the front row started to feel the heat.
"This..."
The students were dumbfounded.
"Student Luo Liang is right. Its use is to generate heat."
Before Sun Mo's voice faded away, it caused a huge commotion.
Cultivators had strong bodies and were impervious to heat and cold. Hence, they naturally didn't need this thing. However, to ordinary people, a heating rod was something that could greatly improve their quality of life.
Sun Mo didn't forget about the modern winter. Dogs would freeze to death there.
"Actually, I've also created a type of lighting rod!"
Sun Mo took out another jade stone.
After the spirit stone was inserted, it emitted a bright glow.
"Its only benefit is that even if it falls over, it won't ignite items and cause a fire. However, the cost is too high."
Sun Mo sighed.
In this era, everyone used oil lamps. Although they weren't bright enough, they saved money.
Sun Mo was sighing ruefully, but the people listening to the lesson were all dumbfounded. They were shocked by his invention.
Although they weren't eye-catching, they were enough to change lives.
"Great Teacher Sun's study of spirit runes has lit up the world!"
Wan Kangcheng sighed ruefully.
For the next lesson, Sun Mo started to explain his views on spirit runes from a macro perspective.
Even a major character like Zhou Qiu listened with great interest, feeling enlightened.
When the bell rang, Zhou Qiu wanted nothing more than to press Sun Mo down on the rostrum and continue teaching.
"Luo Liang, can you come out for a while?"
When Sun Mo went out, he called out.
Everyone immediately cast envious gazes toward Luo Liang.
There was no need to ask. Sun Mo was appreciating Luo Liang.
Maybe, he might even headhunt him.
...
"How do you feel?"
When Wan Kangcheng left, he called Zhou Qiu over.
"I'm inferior!"
Zhou Qiu sighed, feeling convinced.
"I thought that he would teach everyone a few of his inventions. I didn't expect that he pointed out a direction for everyone."
"Spirit runes don't have to be very high-end. It's fine as long as they can change the world!"
"What is an ancestor? This is! Just a single concept of theirs can influence the world and bring benefits to millions of people. "
Ding!
Favorable impression points from Zhou Qiu + 500. Respect (1,500/10000).
"Headmaster Wan, have you considered letting Sun Mo clear that black and white game?"
Xie Enhui interjected.
"It's too dangerous. If something happens to Sun Mo, we probably won't be able to bear the responsibility."
Wan Kangcheng shook his head.
"That's right. Song Huigen might not be able to come out either. It's better not to let Sun Mo take the risk."
Zhou Qiu nodded. "If Great Teacher Sun dies, the spirit rune world of the Nine Provinces would be like a long night."
Other than the game Sun Mo had played before, there was another game that only targeted elite great teachers. However, this game was too dangerous.
If one died in the game, they wouldn't be able to wake up in reality and would become a vegetable.
Even if they didn't die, if they stayed in the game for too long, they would lose their memories and become demented.
Because of this game, the Black-White Academy had lost over 1,000 geniuses over several hundred years. Among them, there were over 100 top rankers.
It could be said that they had suffered heavy losses.
"Let me say something unpleasant. Don't you feel heartache for the deaths of other people's children?"
A major character spoke, "This lousy game can be said to be the heart demon of our school. Don't you guys hope to see the day when it is cleared?"
"If Sun Mo is really a genius that only appears once in a thousand years, I think he will succeed."
The accompanying great teachers started to express their opinions. Almost all of them were in favor of inviting Sun Mo to play the game.
...
In a castle on the third level of the Darkness Continent.
Lu Feng stood respectfully behind a middle-aged man in black robes, looking at the chess piece before him.
A few of his subordinates were dragging a vegetable out from the jelly-like solution.
"Senior brother seems to be finished!"
Lu Feng's lips twitched.
The middle-aged man was expressionless. He walked toward the chess piece and prepared to enter.
"Teacher!"
Lu Feng jumped in fright and hurriedly stopped him. "Nothing can happen to you. Let me do it, alright?"
"Step down!"
The middle-aged man berated.
"Grandteacher, I can do it too."
Huang Meibo recommended herself.
"Challenging the unknown is also a kind of pleasure. Moreover, I feel that there will be answers to analyze this world in this game!"
After the middle-aged man said that, he lay down in the chess piece.
When Lu Feng saw this scene, his eyes were filled with worship.
...
At the same time, in a secret base in Dark Dawn, the Daybreak Starlord was looking at the chess piece before him in a daze.
(I failed again. Should I try it myself?)
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