Chapter 131: What Did Confucius Say to His 3001st Disciple?

Chapter 131: What Did Confucius Say to His 3001st Disciple?

On Sunday, it was the third day of the Club Battle’s free-for-all.

In the morning at the Far Moon Academy Teaching Building.

“Little pigs are born weak and can’t fly, so they need to use a slingshot to launch themselves into the birds’ castle.”

“Hee hee!”

Yan Huan was holding his phone, launching the golden bomb pig from the slingshot, smashing into the birds’ splendid castle.

Amidst the chaos, birds, including the blue peacock and green peacock, flew into a frenzy.

Meow-chan watched him play the game and couldn’t help but ask, “You’ve been playing all night. Has anything noteworthy come up?”

Looking at the screen’s “level cleared” mark, Yan Huan shook his head, murmuring, “No. But I have a feeling this game is very important.”

“Meow?”

He wasn’t surprised that this world had “Angry Birds.”

As mentioned before, the Dragon Kingdom in this world had figures like Kua Fu, along with the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors, and the twenty-four histories. The rest of the theories were quite similar to what he’d learned in his previous life.

The Newton-Leibniz formula had not changed into any other name; Adam Smith’s work undoubtedly laid the foundation for contemporary economics; Einstein’s mass-energy equation governed special relativity.

This was a parallel world, where perhaps the only stark difference was the “Linyi Gate,” a man-made coastal city-state he had never heard of before.

So, it was no surprise to him that the five major modifiers were gathered here.

Yan Huan had two main reasons for genuinely paying attention to “Angry Pigs.”

Firstly, Spencer really loved this game and showed an excessive interest in it.

Why did she call herself “Peacock” and An Le “Little Pink Pig”?

All of these were game character identities.

Secondly, Spencer’s family had an unusually high level of interest in this game.

The Golden Lion Group hadn’t engaged in any gaming business in its early years, and even now they were not involved in it.

Yet the fact remained that they had unprecedentedly acquired a game company that wasn’t even based in the Eagle Country.

Not only did they pull down a game that should have been a hit, but they also intentionally designed this game to have a reverse identity of “birds and pigs.”

If it weren’t for personal actions, Yan Huan would have gone directly for a snack.

“Meow-chan, I’m very certain about two conclusions right now.”

“What meow?”

“Spencer’s modifier side effects relate to her different way of calling others with ‘birds and pigs.'”

Yan Huan put away his phone, raised his first finger, then his second finger, saying, “Secondly, her mother has always cared a lot about her. The acquisition of the game company and the creation of this game must have been her mother’s doing.”

He stood up, glanced at the time, and walked in a direction.

Meow-chan trotted after him, looking up at him and asking, “If her mother cares this much, didn’t she say she’d send someone over when she had an issue with the modifier last time? Yet you were both pigging out in the infirmary, and it seemed no one cared, meow.”

What kind of description is this?

Yan Huan’s mouth twitched a bit, but suddenly he felt that the lips she had kissed became somewhat tender, as if savoring a flavor.

The First Law of Lips: Even a fool’s lips are still warm and soft.

“So, Meow-chan, I’m wondering… is it possible that someone from the Golden Lion Group has already been here last time?”

“Been here?”

Meow-chan tilted her head, but Yan Huan had already arrived at the infirmary’s door.

It was still early, and the faculty was probably not yet there.

As it was necessary for emergency treatment for the student council to access medicine, Yan Huan had the infirmary keys ready.

He opened the infirmary door; there was not many people inside, just Ye Lina’s rather messy desk facing him.

“Are you saying that the very mature school nurse is the insider meow?”

“Meow-chan, you can actually tell if someone is mature? But say what you will, Teacher Ye Lina is indeed well-endowed.”

He always thought he was an unequivocal fan of flat-chested girls until the building collapsed, and he barely realized:

He only liked Sakura Kyoko’s flat chest.

He never liked abstract flatness; instead, he preferred a specific flatness.

This made Yan Huan doubt whether he was truly loyal to flat-chested girls.

As he doubted in his mind, his body quickly walked towards Ye Lina’s desk, inspecting the items on it.

Besides the manga that Ye Lina hadn’t finished reading, he found nothing else.

“Teacher Ye Lina still has that persistently nasty personality.”

So, he raised an eyebrow and looked at the parent contact book placed inside the glass cabinet.

He slightly raised his hand to take it, but suddenly saw a batch of documents clipped beside the contact book.

On one side of the documents, he vaguely saw Spencer’s half ID photo.

In the photo, Spencer was wearing a hoodie, her face showing an innocent smile.

Her expression was one of untainted purity.

“…”

He blinked and reached out to take the item.

Flipping through it, Yan Huan found it was filled with various medical examination reports and life reports since Spencer came to Linyi Gate.

“Congenital neurodegenerative symptoms already unclear, treatment plan shows significant effectiveness.”

It also had Spencer’s registration info, with the father’s name left blank and the mother listed as “Elvira Spencer.”

As Yan Huan continued reading, he suddenly read something and muttered, “What’s this, AI backend management file? How did it end up with Ye Lina?”

Yan Huan held this piece of paper, looking somewhat puzzled.

But just at that moment, his peripheral vision abruptly caught sight of the notebook on the desk.

“…”

He suddenly recalled what Spencer had asked the AI to purchase earlier.

He had wondered what kind of AI could buy notebooks online, passing age verification.

Now he finally understood that behind every unreasonable phenomenon, there must be an old intrigue!

As the thoughts opened up, just as Yan Huan was about to continue browsing, Meow-chan suddenly spoke up, “Yan Huan, someone is coming outside, meow.”

Yan Huan hesitated for a moment but didn’t make any other movements; he just turned to look towards the door.

“Hehehe~”

At the door, Ye Lina in a lab coat walked in yawning, tossing a Golden Lion Group badge in her hand.

As soon as she entered, she locked eyes with Yan Huan, who was holding a pile of materials.

Both blinked, and the next second, they both stretched out their fingers, pointing at each other with the “Great Desolation Prisoner Finger.”

“Teacher Ye Lina, I didn’t expect you, with your thick eyebrows and big eyes…”

“Don’t say that!!!”

“.”

At the Far Moon Academy, in a milk tea shop on the commercial street.

Yan Huan sat down with two cups of milk tea, handing one to Ye Lina in front of him, and asked, “So, Teacher Ye Lina, you’re the one sent by Spencer’s mother to take care of her in Linyi Gate?”

Hearing this, Ye Lina, who was stirring her milk tea, shot a glance at Yan Huan and said, “Who else but this unlucky dog? Why am I here in this broken school as a health teacher, instead of making a name for myself in my true profession, daily playing AI to coax kids? You think I want to be here?”

“.”

Yan Huan looked at Ye Lina, paused for a moment, and then asked, “Teacher Ye Lina, I actually have a few questions regarding Spencer that I’d like to ask you.”

Ye Lina took a sip of her hot milk tea, glancing at Yan Huan with a smile, saying, “.It’s surprising to see you care about that little fool? Is it because she’s pretty? Or have you never dated an Anser before and find it fresh? What do you think of Slava?”

Yan Huan’s complexion darkened as he pointed at himself, “Are you crazy or am I crazy?”

“Who knows.”

At this point, Ye Lina’s expression became increasingly dangerous as she spoke, “If her mom finds out about you kissing her, hehe, let me tell you, we both would be done for.”

“She was the one who kissed me, okay?!”

Yan Huan was truly innocent; there was no way he would admit guilt in this case.

At the same time, he suddenly realized something and immediately questioned, “And Teacher Ye Lina, how did you know she kissed me? Did you tell Spencer that kissing after meeting a Dragon Kingdom person means committing for life?!”

“What else could I do?! Her brain is simple; complex explanations she can’t comprehend! Too much correction, what if she starts kissing everyone just like a game? I’d be toast!?”

“.Is her mother really that terrifying?”

The mention of Spencer’s mother caused Ye Lina’s expression to tighten.

She pouted slightly, speaking carefully, “You can’t even imagine how terrifying her mom is! Scarier than a lion!! As for Aria? She’s just a little pampered kitten.”

“.”

Yan Huan opened his mouth, momentarily at a loss for words as he observed the breaking point on Ye Lina’s face.

She took a sip of her milk tea, glanced at Yan Huan, and sighed, saying, “Forget it, it’s rare to have someone she doesn’t reject. You might even be able to help out a little, so just ask.

“But let me issue a warning: I was just Aria’s mother’s private doctor before, I don’t know much about her. I actually have no idea why she sent Aria alone to Linyi Gate.”

Upon hearing this, Yan Huan pondered for a moment and asked, “Teacher Ye Lina, regarding the conclusion on that medical examination report…”

“.That’s true, and it was indeed a treatment plan drafted by my teacher.”

Ye Lina looked at Yan Huan, smiling slightly, “Aria was born with a very rare congenital chronic neurodegenerative disease, the main clinical manifestation being intelligence degradation.”

This.


Isn’t that just intellectual disability?!

“Hahahahaha!”

Seeing the shocked look on Yan Huan’s face, Ye Lina couldn’t stop laughing, clutching her stomach in pain.

She waved her hand, wiping away the tears of laughter and explained, “What are you thinking? Don’t forget, her mom is a bigshot among bigshots, the kind you can’t even imagine, and she spent a lot of money on this.

“She went through several years of comprehensive treatment as a child and was already cured long ago. Not to say she’s a genius, but at least she has hit the passing line and can take care of herself.”

Upon hearing this, the abstract expression on Yan Huan’s face gradually eased.

However, he couldn’t help but wonder further, “But Teacher Ye Lina, that doesn’t explain why she’s in her current state? And why are you pretending to be AI to take care of her daily needs?”

“I don’t know much about the former, but the latter I can explain.”

Ye Lina handed Yan Huan a “golden bomb pig” cookie, the same kind he received from Spencer yesterday, saying, “That kid is a fool, but she has a talent that makes her mother seem inferior: an unusually keen sensitivity to emotions, making her very picky about people. Because of this, she almost rejects the vast majority of people except for her mother.”

“Sensitive means… she can detect if others are hypocritical?”

“Maybe.”

“Maybe?”

Ye Lina had nearly finished her milk tea, and after pondering, she stroked her chin as she speculated, “As for your childhood friend, the one named An Le, who’s close to Aria, you should know her quite well. So tell me, is she someone who’s very sincere and never lies?”

“.”

“Not really, right? Nobody in this world can go without lying.”

Ye Lina smiled slightly and then added, “So if that’s the case, she can be a bit double-standard.

“She’s very picky about certain people, like you and me; but with someone like your childhood friend, she’s very tolerant.”

Yan Huan stroked his chin, murmuring, “Double-standard.”

“Oh, right, I have one last piece of information to tell you.”

Yan Huan looked up at Ye Lina, “What?”

Ye Lina propped her chin on her hand, smiling as she gazed at him, “When I enrolled her into Far Moon Academy, I couldn’t find any record of her ever attending school in the Eagle Country.”

“.She’s never been to school before?”

“Who knows?”

Yan Huan took a deep breath and suddenly thought of something, asking Ye Lina, “Teacher, do you think the neurodegenerative disease you mentioned could leave some kind of aftereffects like cognitive impairment? For example, seeing people as pigs or birds or something?”

Ye Lina blinked at this, honestly replying, “It’s my responsibility to ensure Aria’s physical health is one hundred percent. As for psychological problems, those aren’t under my purview.”

“.”

“What’s up with the Comic Club today? They’re cooperating quite well.”

“Who’s that girl directing tactics? She seems pretty good-looking.”

“That’s the president’s childhood friend, An Le.”

“Who are the others?”

“The one with acne is an upperclassman who used to be in the Astronomy Club, and the fat one with the other guy bothering people’s girlfriends is a freshman.”

“They really won’t let this group of smelly fish and rotten shrimp into the second round, right?”

On the stands, everyone was whispering about the five members of the Comic Club below.

It must be said, the problems Yan Huan identified yesterday were indeed crucial.

Today, with An Le’s external brain planning strategies, distributing stamina resources, plus Spencer’s overwhelming strength and the deep involvement of a few club members, they had basically been winning all morning.

Spencer took a sip of water, looking at the whispering classmates on the stands, and laughed, “Hahaha, even without robbing your stuff, I’ve won, ah!”

As soon as she said this, the people above turned red and muttered, “Today the Comic Club’s division of labor is clear; there must be a mastermind behind it!”

“Damn it! Even if everyone works together, they can’t beat it?!”

At that moment, Ye Shiyu was pulled onto the stands by her excited classmate Gongzi, who said to her, “Let’s find a closer spot to see how the baby teaches that annoying Spencer a lesson.”

“.”

Ye Shiyu didn’t respond but cast a glance at the outraged crowd around her, wondering what made them despise Spencer so much.

Why was Gongzi, usually friendly to others, acting this way towards Spencer?

“Gongzi… do you really hate Spencer that much?”

“Ah? A bit, I guess.”

“Why?”

Gongzi was slightly taken aback, not expecting Ye Shiyu to be so direct.

But suddenly being asked, her mind went blank, and she couldn’t find a concrete reason.

All she could do was vaguely recount her feelings, “Hmm, just feels like she’s a bit arrogant? And I’ve heard she’s done a lot of bad things.”

“.I see.”

Ye Shiyu pondered for a moment without further inquiries, her gaze shifting to the competition grounds below.

Ye Shiyu had already completed her tasks prior, striking down Spencer and earning herself many rewards and new abilities.

She anticipated that using these new abilities on Yan Huan might yield even more fun, but a remark from her mother made her feel guilty about using them on him.

So right now, she decided to put the new rewards aside.

She simply followed the direction of Gongzi’s finger as they watched a bright, sunny Owen in his athletic suit stepping onto the field.

“Buzz~”

In an instant, her phone glitched for a moment.

She picked up her phone to check and found that the APP had issued a new quest.

【Task Theme: Owen】

Ye Shiyu glanced at it, discovering no mention of Yan Huan, and found it uninteresting, preparing to delete it.

But in the next second, the screen suddenly flickered with a snowflake pattern.

As if afraid users might exit the platform, an overwhelmingly tight advertisement sprang up to keep users engaged.

So instantly, the new task changed to,

【Task Theme: Yan Huan.】

【Task Reward: Yan Huan’s crumbling expression CG and numerous rewards.】

“.”

The Modifier APP is testing the cadre with this?

Which cadre can withstand such a test?!

Looking at the text above, Ye Shiyu still had a blank expression, but a faint blush returned to her pale cheeks.

It was clear this had hit the sweet spot.

She quickly stole a covert glance around, afraid others might find out.

She quietly placed her phone down and discreetly tapped on the task with her index finger.

“.”

“Comic Club, I want to challenge you all.”

As Spencer was about to leave, Owen’s bright voice came over from the other side.

“Ah?”

The Comic Club team all turned to glance that way, while An Le’s Little Pinky’s eyes slightly narrowed as she flicked her tongue and muttered, “That guy has some luck… although not as much as Yan Huan, but…”

Little Pinky glanced at An Le, pretending to ask casually, “Who’s that guy?”

“Ah? He’s our school’s Athletics Club president, named Owen. Looks like his girlfriend is a sophomore.”

“.”

Hearing that this guy had a girlfriend, Little Pinky’s little twisted frame of mind was utterly extinguished.

She knew that with An Le’s temperament, don’t even mention whether she would use the modifier.

Even if she did, she absolutely wouldn’t make a move on a taken man.

The road ahead is long.

Owen approached Spencer, smiling slightly and said, “I’m not too good at other things, but running is my forte. I know you have a weak physical capacity, so how about we race 100 meters?

“If I win, the Comic Club loses a point to the Athletics Club; if I lose, the Athletics Club loses ten points to the Comic Club.”

Spencer was momentarily stunned, her smarts kicking in as she questioned, “Wait, aren’t we supposed to draw lots? Were you all cheating before!”

“.”

Upon hearing this, Owen’s face darkened slightly, his smile becoming forced and tight, “We can compete directly, and after the results are out, we’ll draw lots; the losing side just intentionally loses points in the event.”

“Can it work like this?”

“.Yes.”

Owen crossed his arms, staring at the annoying Spencer with a cold smile, asking, “So, what do you say? Want to race?”

Spencer sized up the 100 meters with her eyes, fully aware of her physical condition.

Even at full speed, she had more than enough stamina for this 100 meters!

“Bring it on!”

With that confident smile, she answered.

“Okay, I’ll go find a classmate from the student council to act as the referee!”

Owen twisted his shoulders, chuckling.

Having gathered plenty of intel, Yan Huan walked onto the athletic field, playing Angry Pigs on his phone.

Passing through level after level, a thoughtful expression appeared on his face.

“Bang!!”

Just then, the sound of the starting gun caught his attention.

He looked up to see Spencer shoot out like lightning.

What a fast yellow flash!

Are you trying to dodge hot and sour soup?!

Yan Huan blinked, just about to ask who was competing against Spencer, who had amazing power in a sprint.

But in the next second, he watched as Owen bolted forward, catching up to Spencer from behind.

Amidst the slight panting and the rushing wind, Spencer suddenly heard a familiar accent in her ear, “On your left!”

Her sky-blue eyes narrowed slightly as she turned her head to the left.

But that movement seemed to drag; by the time she turned her head in response to the voice, she could only see Owen’s back on the left lane.

“??”

Spencer’s eyes narrowed, her body quickening, but she arrived at the finish line a whole second slower than Owen.

“Ding!”

“Spencer, 11.02!”

“Owen, President!! President Owen!!”

“Awesome, awesome!”

Cheers erupted from the stands as Spencer took a few exhausted steps on the track post-finish line.

Then, she looked up in disbelief at Owen’s back.

But to her surprise, he turned around and held up his index finger, grinning as he said, “No apprentices.”

Hearing that, Spencer’s panting face turned bright red as if she was lacking oxygen, veins popping on her forehead, “You said you m—”

“Spencer!! You can’t hit people!”

“Calm down!!”

An Le already understood Spencer’s temperament, and as soon as she raised her hand, she knew Spencer was about to throw a punch.

So she rushed over to hug Spencer, fearing she’d kick out like a lethal weapon right away.

Yan Huan raised an eyebrow, locking his phone screen and walked over.

“President.”

“Yan President.”

“Here comes the President.”

Upon seeing Yan Huan approach, the rest greeted him.

Yan Huan walked up beside Spencer, patted her shoulder, prompting the aggrieved expression to turn towards him.

Her sky-blue eyes glanced briefly at Yan Huan, who had not fully adorned the perfect expression management mask, momentarily taken aback, her anger dissipating slightly, easily subdued by An Le.

“.”

After all this, Yan Huan finally turned his gaze to Owen.

He saw him grinning at himself, also greeting him, “Yan Huan.”

“.”