The Darkness Continent was simply too big. In order to be safe, the aboriginals didn't want outsiders to discover their residences. Hence, even though Sun Mo had stayed in the Darkness Continent for over two years, the number of darkness aboriginals he had encountered could be counted on one hand.
It was only until he met Li Luoran and the others and came to the Starry Academy that Sun Mo started to come into contact with a large number of darkness aboriginals. He also discovered through some daily details that their productivity was really very backward.
To put it in human terms, they were poor.
The pinnacle of cultivation was shattering the void, but the number of people who could reach it could be counted on one hand. Hence, many people wanted to step into the Longevity Realm and extend their lifespan. There was also a portion of people who didn't have any other talents and wanted to rely on their cultivation to find a good job and improve their lives.
After all, being a guard for a rich family was much better than digging for food in the fields or hunting in the mountains.
As for these darkness aboriginals, they only had one goal in their cultivation — to fill their stomachs. This was the most basic requirement for survival.
Through Xuanyuan Po, Sun Mo knew how miserable these aboriginals were.
They were in a state of hunger all year round. Even when they were asleep, they would dream about where to find food the next day.
The barren land didn't allow them to have much harvest from farming. They could only go to nature to struggle for their lives.
"On this continent, dying of old age is an extravagant hope. Many people die at a young age."
Xuanyuan Po sighed. "Teacher, I just feel that it's unfair. Why are those students working so hard and even giving up their lives? Why can't they have a good life?"
"It's because the development here is still at the most primitive stage!"
Sun Mo explained.
Why did the Saint Gate exile people who had committed mistakes to the Darkness Continent? It was to let them develop this continent and reap the fruits of their labor in the future.
Why didn't they do it themselves?
It was because it was too bitter!
It was like the first generation of immigrants who had established Beautiful Country. Most of them couldn't survive in John Bull and could only cross the ocean to make a living.
"From a small family to a large country, no one can become rich overnight. Everyone has to accumulate. Your sacrifices and hard work now will allow your descendants to live on a rich and fertile land."
Sun Mo consoled.
"Teacher, you're extremely intelligent. Do you have any ways to make everyone's lives easier?"
Xuanyuan Po looked at Sun Mo like a lost sheep praying to a god. "You have no idea. Every time I see those children die, I feel as if my heart is being stabbed by a knife."
Every time that happened, Xuanyuan Po would hate himself for not having knowledge. Other than fighting, he knew nothing.
"Yes!"
Sun Mo told Xuanyuan Po that there was no need for him to blame himself so much. "Quickly increase our productivity and develop medicine, weaponsmithing, and equipment to increase everyone's survival rate."
The more Xuanyuan Po listened, the brighter his eyes became. His admiration for Sun Mo grew even stronger.
To be able to become his teacher's personal disciple in this lifetime, he was really too lucky.
Actually, Sun Mo already had an idea. After his conversation with the combat addict, he no longer hesitated and went to look for the headmaster.
"Are you planning to recruit and teach a batch of spiritual rune apprentices and build a spiritual rune gun factory in the school?"
The headmaster looked at Sun Mo and frowned. "Are you sure?"
"En!"
Sun Mo nodded.
"This technology is the most cutting-edge in the Nine States. Aren't you afraid that it will give the Dark Natives the ability to attack the Nine States?"
The principal asked.
Sun Mo's actions were simply too selfless because setting up a factory here wouldn't be able to earn much money.
"Therefore, I hope to sign a contract with your school, do your best to restrain the students, and at the same time, do not propagate hate education such as attacking Nine Regions."
This was Sun Mo's request.
The students were like a piece of blank paper. Their initial outlook was molded by great teachers. As long as they didn't propagate hatred, the Dark Natives wouldn't view the people of the Nine Provinces as enemies.
The headmaster muttered to himself.
"Why? Can't you do it? "
The other party's attitude caused Sun Mo's heart to sink.
"I actually hate war a lot, but how can you guarantee that after we develop the Darkness Continent, the people of the Nine Provinces won't come over to plunder the fruits of our labor?"
The headmaster counter-asked.
"I don't dare to guarantee it!"
Sun Mo lifted his teacup and drank a mouthful of tea. "Moreover, this kind of conflict will happen a few hundred years later. Don't you feel that it's too far in the future? The most important thing now is to improve everyone's lives and fill their stomachs. "
"You're right!"
The headmaster sighed.
"The appearance of spiritual rune guns will change the current combat model. At the very least, one's cultivation base will no longer be the deciding factor. Therefore, all sorts of battle strategies will be created around firearms. I'm afraid that not all students will agree with such a subversion."
Sun Mo reminded.
"That's right."
The headmaster started to consider the resistance of this matter. After students spent a large amount of time practicing their spear arts, they basically wouldn't have the qualifications to step into the Longevity Realm. This meant that they had given up tens of years of their lives.
Although they might not be able to obtain this lifespan, choosing firearms meant that they definitely wouldn't be able to obtain it.
"Let's choose volunteers from those extremely poor families who are anxious to improve their lives!"
The headmaster quickly thought of a solution.
"You can do as you see fit. I'm only responsible for imparting knowledge!"
Sun Mo got up and left.
"Teacher Sun!"
The headmaster called out. He also stood up from his office chair and bowed solemnly toward Sun Mo. "Thank you for your generosity!"
"I'm a teacher. Imparting knowledge and dispelling doubts is my responsibility!"
Sun Mo didn't claim credit for himself.
The headmaster's authority was extremely great. In addition, he knew that this was an urgent matter. Therefore, he mobilized a tremendous amount of resources and manpower to handle this matter.
In just half a month, a research group of up to 100 people had been formed.
Sun Mo started to teach them all the knowledge regarding spirit rune guns.
It was just like how the earliest firearms were all created by hand. Sun Mo couldn't afford to build a production line, so he could only draw spirit runes purely by hand.
Moreover, this thing had an extremely high requirement for precision. Once there was a single mistake in drawing the spirit runes, the gun would be useless.
There was no solution to it. Sun Mo could only split the spirit runes and modularize them to make the drawing process simpler and faster.
This sounded easy, but it was extremely difficult to do.
In half a year, Sun Mo had slept over ten times. As for entertainment time, he didn't have any. Luckily, his hard work didn't disappoint him. Sun Mo's improved spirit rune guns finally came into being.
Shooting range!
Xuanyuan Po held the spirit rune gun and aimed at a target 200 meters away. He then pulled the trigger.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
This was the sound of spirit qi waves produced when the bullet was fired.
Everyone present was a member of the Starry Academy's upper echelon. They were strong and had outstanding vision. When Xuanyuan Po finished firing all 30 bullets, everyone could already see the result even without the observer reporting the target.
All of them hit the target. Tenth ring!
"The accuracy is good, but the power is a little lacking!"
The female great teacher who had asked Sun Mo if he was married commented.
"Change to an explosive bullet!"
Sun Mo instructed.
Xuanyuan Po changed the type of bullet and fired again. Everyone was stunned.
It was because the huge rock that was used as a target had been blasted full of holes.
It wasn't a problem to kill someone at the divine force realm. What was even more terrifying was that it could be fired consecutively.
"What an excellent design!"
"If I'm not on guard and get ambushed by this thing, there's an 80 to 90% chance that I'll die!"
"That's for sure. When it shoots, the spirit qi waves are very small. We definitely won't be able to sense it at a distance of 200 meters."
The countenances of the upper echelon weren't too good. It was because this was a powerful weapon that could threaten their lives.
"Does he have any restrictions on using it?"
Someone asked.
"No. As long as one can pull the trigger, they can use it!"
Xuanyuan Po's reply caused everyone to draw in a cold gasp again.
"Ancestor Sun, your invention might change the world!"
The female great teacher sighed.
After the gun was finalized, it was time for production. As it was handmade, it was very slow. This made Sun Mo start to research spirit qi machine tools and prepare to build a production line.
Luckily, Sun Mo was at the ancestor level in the field of weaponsmithing. Otherwise, he was prepared to give up.
Another year passed, and Sun Mo was extremely busy. However, the first pioneering group that was equipped with firearms returned after three months outside with a bountiful harvest.
"It won't do if we just rely on firearms. Once ferocious beasts get close to them, their self-protection capabilities are too weak."
Xuanyuan Po reported the summary of the operation. "Therefore, we need a close-combat team."
"Mn, do as you see fit!"
Actual combat was the best touchstone. Sun Mo believed in Xuanyuan Po's capabilities.
"Teacher, you've been working too hard for over a year. It's time for you to take a break."
Xuanyuan Po looked at Sun Mo's fatigued expression and felt heartache. "Moreover, you've been away from Jinling for so long. Aren't you going back to visit your teacher's wife, Ziqi, and the others?"
"I originally planned to go back after building the factory!"
Sun Mo rubbed his shoulders and thought about it carefully. It was true that he had been away for too long. "Then I'll go back three days later!"
In truth, Sun Mo was completely immersed in his work. Other than wanting to help these darkness aboriginals, he was also avoiding himself. Only by working non-stop would he be able to forget those unhappy things.
That night, Sun Mo bade farewell to the headmaster.
Not long after Sun Mo left the office, some of the school's upper echelons came to visit, squeezing into the headmaster's office.
"Headmaster, we must not let Sun Mo leave!"
"That's right, he's too strong. If we can't use him, we can only kill him!"
"As long as we think of the rapid development of the people of the Nine Provinces under Sun Mo's intelligence, we will never be able to catch up."
The upper echelons spoke one after another.
The headmaster didn't say anything, but his countenance turned cold.
"Shut up, is this the attitude you guys should have toward a benefactor?"
The headmaster retorted angrily.
Everyone lowered their heads. They knew that this was very shameless, but they had no other choice.
"You guys have really disappointed me. Your breadth of mind is not even one ten-thousandth of Sun Mo's. All of you can scram, I don't wish to talk to you guys!"
The headmaster waved his hand.
Everyone knew how powerful the headmaster was. They didn't dare to say anything and could only leave.
"Hold it right there!"
The headmaster coldly spoke, "If anyone dares to act against Sun Mo, I'll make him regret being born!"
Everyone's hearts trembled. They knew that the headmaster was determined to protect Sun Mo.
After leaving the headmaster's office, everyone gathered together and discussed.
"Sun Mo is a treasure of humanity. It's indeed inappropriate to kill him!"
"Sigh, if only he could stay here!"
"I don't approve of killing people either. He is a great teacher who can bring change to the world and lead it forward. If we kill him, we will definitely become the sinners of humanity."
The great teacher who had said that he wanted to kill Sun Mo was so embarrassed that he couldn't show his face. He could only brace himself and explain, "I... I just spoke too quickly!"
It wasn't that they hadn't thought of using the honey trap to make Sun Mo stay, but this fellow was a workaholic.
Sigh!
It was too difficult!
...
When Li Luoran came to look for Sun Mo, she saw him packing his luggage. Her mood instantly sank. "Teacher, you... you're leaving?"
"Yeah!"
Sun Mo casually replied.
"When will you be back?"
Li Luoran gulped nervously.
"I don't know!"
Sun Mo actually didn't plan to return. The chances of finding Ying Baiwu were too low. Although he was young, he shouldn't waste his time like this.
As a great teacher, imparting knowledge and spreading one's theories was the right way to go.
These natives lived a tough life, but compared to modern people, the people of the Nine Provinces weren't rich. Sun Mo was preparing to promote the industrialization of using spirit qi as energy when he returned this time.
Given Sun Mo's current status, he had the influence to do so.
Cars, computers, air conditioners, I should produce all of these things.
"I..."
Li Luoran wanted to say something but stopped. She wanted Sun Mo to stay, but she wasn't related to him in any way, so she had no right to say such things. She wanted to follow Sun Mo back to the Nine Provinces, but she was a species of darkness. Once she was discovered, it would bring Sun Mo great trouble.
For some reason, Li Luoran felt as if the sky had collapsed, and her head was spinning.
"Huh? Luoran, what's wrong? "
Sun Mo was shocked when he saw Li Luoran bleeding from her seven orifices and falling to the ground with a thud.
...
Although Li Luoran was an intern teacher of the Starry Academy, she didn't have the right to enjoy the best medical resources. But with her relationship with Sun Mo, there wouldn't be a problem.
The headmaster personally treated Li Luoran.
Outside the medical room, when Sun Mo saw the headmaster coming out, he immediately went up to him and asked anxiously, "Headmaster, how is she?"
Seeing that there were other people in the corridor, the headmaster instructed in a low voice, "Do you want to go out for a walk with me?"
Sun Mo's heart instantly thumped.
The sun was setting, and the fiery clouds in the sky were exceptionally beautiful.
"Do you know what's the greatest tragedy of being a dark native?"
The headmaster sighed. "A tough environment? Exhausting all your energy just to survive? Unable to have dreams and do what you want to do? "
"No, it's the misfortune of not knowing when you'll die!"
Sun Mo was stunned. "What do you mean?"
"There are all sorts of laws in the Dark Continent, and the environment is too strange. Children born in such a place will have defects in their bodies. Some of the defects may not manifest themselves in their lifetime, but most of the defects will manifest themselves as they grow older, causing great harm to their bodies."
The headmaster explained.
Sun Mo instantly understood. Wasn't this a genetic defect? It was just that it would manifest in the bodies of the dark natives.
"We've been trying our best to cover up this news. Otherwise, once the dark natives find out, they'll risk their lives to return to the Nine Provinces."
The headmaster's face was filled with deep sorrow.
Sun Mo had wanted to say that this place wasn't suitable for survival, so why didn't they return?
However, when he thought of the population of the dark natives, he fell silent. The Saint Gate would definitely not allow the descendants of these exiles to return to the Nine Provinces. Hence, a war would surely break out.
"We aren't sitting around waiting for death. All these years, we've been working hard to research medicine that can cure these dark defects!"
The headmaster turned and looked at Sun Mo. "Are you willing to lend us a helping hand?"
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