The system is very abstract, fortunately I am also.

Chapter 396 The Head ...
At this moment, all descriptions of the light are superfluous; the crowing of a rooster in the distance is the best introduction to this light.

When did the sun come?
I'm craving Cantonese cuisine.

Lin Li thought that if this level of light shone directly into a person's eyes, it would definitely make people raise their hands and cry out, "It's really the sun! It's really the sun!"

Lin Li turned off his flashlight, but not for safety reasons. He was shining it towards the sky, and since there were no apartment buildings in front of him, he couldn't possibly hurt anyone.

Except for chickens.

The fundamental reason for shutting it off is that a mass-produced flashlight with 200,000 lumens of brightness simply cannot last long; it will get hot very quickly, so it should be used as little as possible.

Once we reach the bottom of the canyon, if we want to use it continuously for an extended period, we can only use a brightness of tens of thousands of lumens at most.

After leaving the balcony and returning to his room, Lin Li tidied up his things, patted the gourd, and decided to set off.

The misty fog swirled silently before my eyes, its density seemingly even greater than when I left.

It was difficult to tell whether the fog, which was sometimes thick and sometimes thin at the bottom of the canyon, had just been blown by the wind into a thicker mass, or whether the entire fog was quietly rising.

With a soft "click," the flashlight was switched on, and absolute light instantly descended. The fog became transparent under the strong light, like an illuminated gel, making it possible to clearly see the shape of the objects enveloping it.

This brightness is sufficient.

Looking down, Lin Li saw that the positions of the survival light and alarm had not changed at all. He held up a flashlight and looked around, but he did not find anything unusual.

It seems that during the tens of minutes I was away, this desolate valley did not receive any uninvited guests.

A slight regret.

He patted the gourd, and the drone kit appeared in front of Lin Li.

Sit down, begin assembly, and test flight.

The drones that come with the mechs are useless here, but the drones brought back from the real world are perfectly functional.

Unfortunately, without network support, the real-time image transmission function cannot be used, but fortunately the basic video recording function is unaffected.

Lin Li looked up; the layers upon layers of thick fog obscured his vision, making him lose all sense of the sky. His flashlight struggled to penetrate a few meters before being swallowed up. Under normal circumstances, this environment was completely unsuitable for flying drones.

Fortunately, Linli is not normal.

Linli has a "marking" capability, which, when used on drones, is equivalent to having a three-dimensional precision radar that can be used for operation.

Time slipped away quietly as I focused on my work.

The drone's ascent and return were both exceptionally smooth, without encountering any physical obstacles.

The canyon itself did not seem to have a complicated structure. During the upward flight, apart from the monotonous rock walls and thick fog, nothing unusual was detected. Lin Li inserted the memory card into his portable device and sighed as he played back the recorded footage.

Because the recorded footage showed only fog and rock walls, and the limit of the rock wall was not visible at all.

“The canyon is higher than 130 meters, and it should be much higher.” Lin Li frowned, his fingers unconsciously tapping the controller casing.

The regulations stipulate that the maximum flight altitude for civilian drones is 120 meters. Lin Li's drone was no exception to this limit, so when it reached that altitude, Lin Li sent it back.

The canyon was much deeper than expected, which slightly disappointed my plans.

If it weren't so high, Lin Li had originally planned to take out the rock climbing equipment stored in the gourd and try climbing it.

—Although Lin Li has little climbing experience and there are no strong safety measures available here, that is not a problem.

Even before obtaining "Impregnable Fortress", Lin Li can return to reality during the fall and then prepare for a cushioned fall the next time he comes here.

After obtaining "Impregnable Fortress", it becomes even simpler. You can use the ability when falling off a cliff, saving you the trouble of returning to the real world.

But it's not worth it now. Faced with an unknown depth that is clearly far beyond expectations, Lin Li cannot rashly climb it.

"Let's start picking up trash then." Lin Li muttered to himself as he put the drone back into the gourd.

The maximum single stay in this world is now eight and a half hours, leaving several hours to be wasted.

Lin Lilai had rehearsed how to utilize this time beforehand.

Lin Li took out a jack, a hardware box, a chainsaw, and many other tools from the gourd, and looked down at the mecha beneath his feet.

Let's start with this.

Lin Li plans to sift through this mountain of mech graveyard and dismantle those parts that are still functional or appear to be relatively intact.

Limbs, joints, pulleys, and especially modules that look like weapons... as long as they are still intact and useful, I can take them off and take them with me.

The mech's ammunition is limited and cannot be replenished on its own, but the weapons or parts in these ruins may become crucial supplies or replacements at some point in the future.

Even if I currently lack the knowledge and skills to repair and utilize them, I may encounter engineers from other worlds in the future, or some special items provided by the system, which will always come in handy someday.

Since we had nothing better to do anyway, we might as well collect these parts while continuing to explore deeper into the canyon – a win-win situation.

At worst, we'll have to sell it as scrap.

According to unofficial historical records, Sun Wukong once angrily shouted, "What use is this iron rod to me?" A scrap collector passing by saw this and immediately bought the 13,500-pound iron rod, earning the Monkey King more than 10,000 yuan.

【0.10.25】

Time flies.

Lin Li carefully selected and disassembled parts from the ruins at the bottom, looking for those that still seemed somewhat useful. As long as he could move them and they could be stored in the "Fire-Nourishing Sword Gourd", Lin Li put them all in.

With enough space, one can naturally do whatever one wants.

Because of the frequent stops for disassembly and storage, Linli's progress was very slow, and the end of the canyon was still hidden in the depths of thick fog and darkness.

There were no accidents throughout the entire trip, and no other living organisms were seen except for the colonies of bacteria on the rock face.

There were no sudden dangers, no eerie sounds, and the system tasks were silent, as if this huge mech graveyard was truly just a complete dead zone.

Lin Li remained quite calm about this, and even seemed to enjoy this rare tranquility.

I yawned; it was about time to head back.

He put what he was supposed to take back into the gourd, made simple arrangements for what he was supposed to leave behind, and after everything was tidied up and confirmed that everything was in order, Lin Li returned to the modern world and went to sleep.

……

Friday.

Friday's sunshine looked so pleasing to the eye.

With only one afternoon left until the end of the week, neither the principal nor Xue Jian had contacted him regarding the maintenance and renovation of the power distribution room and electrical facilities.

Perhaps it's because anything that requires using official accounts involves a lengthy and complicated process.

Lin Li wasn't in a hurry.

Anyway, Uncle Yan's report about the school, entrusted by Lin Li, is still quietly lying in the draft box, neither submitted to the Demon Suppression Division nor published.

Therefore, Lin Li believed that the principal had not forgotten about this matter; it was just that the process would indeed be a bit more complicated.

"Linli".

Bai Bufan's voice pulled Lin Li back to reality. Lin Li turned to look at him, raising an eyebrow: "What's wrong?"

Bai Bufan frowned, his face serious as he lowered his voice:

"I remember...teachers aren't allowed to be religious, right?"

Lin Li's lower eyelids twitched slightly upon hearing this, his eyes filled with incomprehension: "Why can't teachers believe in religion? Bu Fan, I really have to say something to you, aren't you meddling too much?"
Teachers are human too; they also have faith, which is a human instinct and a source of joy. Besides, if teachers couldn't be religious, what would happen to our country's birth rate...?

"Are you crazy?"

Unable to continue listening to Lin Li's barrage of accusations, Bai Bufan's originally serious face broke down. He elbowed Lin Li and then laughed and scolded:

"I fucking said 'believe in religion'! I really hate people like you who use puns..."

"Oh, sigh, what a mess this is, you didn't explain it clearly," Lin Li pretended to suddenly understand, then smiled and explained:

"Teachers are allowed to have a religion, but it is absolutely forbidden for them to promote or conduct religious activities in schools."

"Then Koko is doomed." The first class in the afternoon was English. Bai Bufan looked at Koko on the podium and laughed lewdly.

"What's wrong?" Lin Li asked, not knowing what had happened, as he had been somewhat distracted.

"Didn't you hear? Koukou just said 'The Lord will return' three times. It's obvious she's preaching Christ," Bai Bufan said, rubbing his hands together with a sly smile that seemed to indicate he'd caught her red-handed.

"So I'm the only one who noticed? Hehe, then I'll visit QQ after class and start with, 'You don't want the Education Bureau to find out about you proselytizing to students, do you...'"

Lin Li: "?"

“Bufan, who gave you the audacity to say that line, ‘I really find people like you who use puns the most disgusting,’” Lin Li said expressionlessly.

“Baowei”.

“That makes sense. His is thick enough; the rest will be enough for you too.” Lin Li nodded, then changed the subject with a hint of surprise: “Extraordinary! I suddenly realize how profound and complex our Chinese characters are…”

"Oh? What do you mean?"

Bai Bufan looked at Lin Li expectantly.

That expression, that tone—it's absolutely not human!

Expectation!

If it were a human being, Bai Bufan would gladly listen.

However, Lin Li remained silent, and simply picked up his pen to write on the paper:
"Jesus is Lord."

"Louis XVI is king."

"What is the difference between the two?"

Bai Bufan: "!"

These three lines of text are really quite puzzling.

"Host, your hellish jokes are indeed very funny, but they require too much knowledge. Do you have any more mindless ones?" Bai Bufan suppressed his laughter and asked in a low voice.

“Yes, brother, yes,” Lin Li nodded, wrote “Louis XVI” on the paper, pointed to it and looked at Bai Bufan: “Based on the hint I just gave you, Bufan, let me test you, what would be a suitable name for Louis XVI after he was beheaded?”

"Soil?" Bai Bufan replied.

"Wrong." "Then what's it called?"

Lin Li: "Louis X 3.1415926..."

Bai Bufan: "?"

When Bai Bufan looked at the paper, he saw Lin Li quickly draw a simple guillotine next to "Louis XVI" with his pen tip, and then write four large characters in a flamboyant style below the guillotine: "Louis XVI".

"..."

"Damn!" Bai Bufan laughed wildly while bending over, giving a thumbs up.

"What are you laughing at? What are you laughing at? Hurry up!"

Zhou Baowei and Qin Zeyu, who were standing nearby, noticed this and were so intrigued that they lowered their voices and hurriedly asked.

As the saying goes, sharing happiness is worse than enjoying it alone (funny fact: the pronunciation is "du yue le bu ru shou yue le"). So Bai Bufan tore off the paper and handed it directly to Zhou Baowei.

Zhou Baowei and Qin Zeyu took the paper and immediately understood the meaning behind the words.

Both of them couldn't help but tremble uncontrollably.

However, Zhou Baowei felt that making jokes about Louis XVI was going too far.

After all, according to unofficial historical records, Louis XVI was a pioneer and a righteous man who sacrificed his life in the French Revolution and became a symbolic figure of the revolution.

Of course, Louis XVI's current predicament is not undeserved, since those who are wronged have their own grievances, while he has none, so he is not wronged.

Yang Bangjie and Du Xingye, on the other side, could no longer contain their curiosity and kept urging them to pass it around.

To be honest, only those who have actually sat or stood on the podium will notice that many of the seemingly subtle actions of those below are actually quite obvious when they are up there.

Most teachers are just too lazy to care.

Especially now that everyone in the last row is laughing, it's hard not to notice.

"What are you sending? Let me see."

Just as Du Xingye was about to hand the paper to Chen Tianming and Zhang Haoyang, Koukou couldn't hold back any longer and came down to arrest them on the spot.

then.

Stop laughing!

The noble character of the teacher and the despicable personality of the student in the back row of Class 4 formed a stark contrast at this moment. Koukou kept a tight-lipped expression throughout, and after processing the moment's amusement, she coldly turned her head to look at the lower left corner of the classroom, ready to arrest the culprit.

"White."

I had barely uttered a single word when QQ crashed.

Bai Bufan had somehow appeared behind them, holding his English textbook. His practiced posture and natural expression made it seem as if he were born to belong to this land.

……

"Alright, get out of class dismissed! Be careful on your way home, and remember to study over the weekend..."

Xue Jian's admonitions were drowned out by the clamor of liberation and became somewhat indistinct.

"Wuhu, it's finally the weekend again!" After Xue Jian left, Bai Bufan stood up and cheered, "Lin Li, do you have any top-notch spellcasting materials to recommend this week? Shampoo and calculators can go to hell!"

"I have some erotic pictures, do you want them?" Lin Li asked upon hearing this.

"want."

"Sent to you."

Bai Bufan lowered the brightness of his phone, then looked expectantly at the screen. He suppressed the urge to smash the phone at Lin Li's head, and his lips twitched as he questioned:
"Damn it! Another picture of Louis XVI?"

Damn it, why are you still messing with Louis XVI?

Lin Li looked innocent: "Don't you think Louis XVI was just lecherous? After all, lechery is a dangerous thing."

Bai Bufan: "..."

Bai Bufan didn't laugh this time because he genuinely disliked the joke.

His gaze gradually turned cold: "Lin Li, you shouldn't have done anything, you shouldn't have desecrated such a sacred existence as erotic art..."

Compared to erotic art, neither Louis XVI nor Louis XV is worthy of consideration.

Lin Li sighed, exited WeChat, opened QQ, found himself in his friend list, selected the multiple copies of the forwarded chat history collection, and passed them on to Bai Bufan.
Bai Bufan: "Thank you, Godfather!"

"Let's go, let's go eat." Lin Li packed his schoolbag and gestured with his chin towards Bai Bufan.

"Okay." Bai Bufan didn't pack anything.

The routine of the "three people and one dog" going to the library to study together a week before the exam has become a routine that doesn't require active confirmation, so Bai Bufan naturally stayed at school this week.

Lin Li wasn't in a hurry to go home today because he was going to Wu Huizhen's house to tutor her. So he would go directly to her house after dinner.

In fact, Wu Huizhen hoped that Lin Li would have dinner at her house, but Lin Li made up an excuse to refuse.

Eating at someone else's house can feel like being a guest in someone else's home, and being a guest in someone else's home is a dangerous thing, after all, you can easily end up being the one to be taken advantage of by Tao Yuanming.

……

Five minutes earlier than agreed, Lin Li arrived at Wu Huizhen's door. After a quick check of his appearance, he rang the doorbell.

"Lin Li is here, right? Come in, come in—"

The door opened quickly, and a middle-aged woman who didn't quite recognize Lin Li but had an extremely warm smile appeared in the doorway.

Wu Huizhen is definitely the one.

"Hello Auntie."

"Okay, okay, just take off your shoes and put them here. These are slippers I prepared for you, you can wear these." Wu Huizhen handed Lin Li a pair of slippers that were still wrapped in plastic on the shoe cabinet.

They even prepared brand new slippers for the guests, making me feel quite important and valued.

To be honest, Lin Li felt a little awkward around these relatively unfamiliar but quite normal elders. Plus, the task required a full three hours, making it time-sensitive and demanding. So, after thanking them and changing into slippers, Lin Li got straight to the point:

"Auntie, where are Pingxing and Pingchen? Can we start tutoring them now?"

Li Pingxing and Li Pingchen are Wu Huizhen's two children.

“We can start, we can start. Xingxing and Chenchen are in the room now, we can start anytime. I’ve already told them that. But Lin Li, why don’t you rest for a bit first?”

"No need, Auntie, I'm not tired from the journey," Lin Li said with a smile, waving his hand and looking in the direction Wu Huizhen pointed. "Is this the room? Then I'll go straight there and try taking the class."

"This is my first time tutoring. Anyway, just like my mom told you before, I'll do my best, and then we'll do a mutual selection process..."

"Okay, okay, thank you so much, Lin Li," Wu Huizhen nodded repeatedly, her tone grateful, then quickly walked towards the kitchen: "I'll go prepare some fruit for you..."

Remembering Wu Min's words of advice—which he had just reminded himself on WeChat—Lin Li took a deep breath in front of the door, digging out the useless aspects of his humanity from the depths of his heart.

Today, I will become a teacher!

The future is bright!

Thinking of this, Lin Li revealed a gentle smile, filled with anticipation, and transformed into a sunny and cheerful young man as he pushed open the door.

"I am the Milk Dragon! I am the Milk Dragon! I am the Milk Dragon!"

On the bed in the room, a little child was jumping around, repeating the proverb over and over.

Lin Li: "..."

The youngest in the family, Li Pingchen.

His brother, Li Pingxing, was rolling on the ground, clutching his eyes, crying out, "My eyes! My eyes! My eyes!"

"What happened to your eyes?" Lin Li ignored the baby dragon and went to check on the big one.

However, the moment Lin Li approached, Li Pingxing suddenly sat up straight, his hand on his face slightly lowered, revealing one eye, staring intently at Lin Li: "Amaterasu—"

Lin Li: "?"

"..."

"I am the Milk Dragon! I am the Milk Dragon! I am the Milk Dragon!"

"Amaterasu! Amaterasu!"

Dual-channel surround sound.

Lin Li's smile was somewhat stiff, and he stood there for a long time.

A few seconds later, he silently and step by step, retreated the way he came.

Leave the room.

"Click."

Gently close the door.

Lin Li, his Adam's apple bobbing and sweating profusely, kept repeating one sentence in his mind.

It was something Wu Min had once said to me—

"Mom actually tried to refuse you, explaining what you are, but she just won't believe in superstitions and doesn't believe you're an evil spirit that will harm her child. She insists on sticking to her beliefs."

"...Mom actually already refused for you..."

"...But she just wouldn't believe it..."

"..."

Lin Li swallowed another mouthful of saliva.

Sister Min, do you think there's any possibility...?

It's not that Aunt Zhenzhen doesn't believe in superstitions,
Instead,

Her mother's house is even weirder!

(End of this chapter)