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She sighed softly, "Your college didn't have a holiday, it just stopped."

Laila's eyes widened in disbelief at what she was hearing. "How is this possible? The Minglun School is one of the six major schools of thought, and the Academy Sage Azar is a great sage."

Upon hearing this, Farusan realized that the child hadn't surfed the void in a long time and didn't even know about the Great Sage's sin of imprisoning the gods.

"Laira, go and see what's in the void. I hope you can hold on!" Farusan gently patted her shoulder.

Laila immediately murmured in her heart, "May you hear the voice of divine wisdom."

A screen immediately appeared in front of her. She silently thought about what she wanted to know, and soon the information she wanted appeared on the screen.

The first piece of information was absolutely explosive: the Great Sage Azhar, driven by power and lust, imprisoned the great Lesser Lucky Grass King! Simultaneously, he created a new god under his control to replace the Lesser Lucky Grass King. Half of the clergy and scholars of the Council of the Church were involved.

When Laiira saw this, she was completely stunned, like Barbara touching an electric shock.

Now all the people of Sumeru know that it was the Little Auspicious Grass King who created the Sumeru Rainforest and bestowed wisdom upon the people through the Order of Teachings, enabling them to live a peaceful and prosperous life.

How dare Hazard and the people of the Church of England be so heartless and rebellious!

The second piece of information concerns the reform of the Council of the Church. From now on, the Council of the Church will exist as a purely academic institution. The former scribe, Al-Hysen, will temporarily serve as the Sage of the Council of the Church. The Ming School has been deemed pseudoscience and has no academic value, and has been abolished.

This time, Laiila couldn't take it anymore. She was a student specializing in theoretical astrology, and the Ming School was considered pseudoscience, which meant that her years of research were worthless.

After a hasty farewell to Farusian, she hurried toward the Great Sage's office, determined to vindicate astrology as a pseudoscience.

She walked through the long corridor and arrived at the door of the Great Sage's office, then pushed it open and went inside.

As soon as she entered, she saw Elhesen engaged in a heated discussion with a young man, completely unaware of her arrival.

“Oppenheimer, I strongly disagree with your idea. If the academy cooperates with those businessmen, it will lead to a loss of academic purity, and scholars will become short-sighted and profit-driven,” Elhesen said righteously.

The young man was equally vehement, "Erhesen, you need to understand, not everyone is as rich as you. Most scholars live a difficult life. The reason they support Hazard's bullshit god-making plan is because Hazard promised them fame and fortune. You're just talking without any sense of the situation!"

"You're talking nonsense!" Elhesen retorted, his face flushed. "Although I am very wealthy, I live a relatively frugal life. How can a scholar produce academic results if he cannot calm his mind and instead indulges in material desires! I am now the Great Sage of the Council of the Church, and I call the shots!"

Seeing the two arguing heatedly, Laiira hesitated whether to interrupt them, but then she remembered that she had almost lost several years of her academic work, so she mustered her courage and said, "Excuse me, Secretary Elhesen, no, Great Sage Elhesen, may I ask why you consider the Minglun School to be a pseudoscience?"

After hearing her words, Elhesen and Ueno Chiki realized that there was another person in the office.

El-Hysen frowned and said to Ueno Chiki, "The Minglun School is pseudoscience. You were the one who proposed it first. You should explain it to her."

"Didn't you agree with that too?" Ueno Chiki replied irritably.

Then he turned to Laira and said, “Because the sky reflects truth and inscribes destiny without any basis whatsoever. It is all fabrication.”

Laila stood there, stunned. The sky reflected truth and etched destiny—this was the theoretical foundation of the Ming School, which they regarded as truth. "How is this possible?"

"Why does the sky reflect truth? And how does it inscribe destiny? All the academic papers of the Minglun School only offer inferences on this, or inferences upon inferences, without any testing or any actual data to support them. To put it bluntly, it's all utter nonsense!" Ueno Chiki criticized sternly.

He also knew a truth: the sky of Teyvat was a false heaven. But the truth could not be revealed, otherwise it might incur divine retribution.

After thinking for a moment, Laila immediately retorted, "But we have drawn many regular conclusions through very arduous statistical research."

“Miss Leila, please review those recurring conclusions from beginning to end. How were these conclusions reached? Moreover, these conclusions basically cannot withstand rigorous scrutiny. Furthermore, the Minglun School, receiving research funding from the people of Sumeru, has made no contribution whatsoever, offering no social value whatsoever! So, what use is this pseudoscience?”

Ueno Chiki looked on with disdain, finding it hard to believe that such a ridiculous thing could happen in Sumeru, the land of wisdom!

“Oppenheimer, although I hate you as a person, I agree with your point of view. Astrology is indeed useless. It can only fool ignorant passers-by when set up on the roadside,” Elhesen said bluntly.

Chapter 162 Oppenheimer's Lectures

Laira walked out of the Great Sage's office with heavy steps. Her face was pale, her eyes were lifeless, as if she had lost her soul.

As a scholar, she could not accept being suddenly told that all her hard work was worthless.

However, Oppenheimer's words were something he could not refute at all.

The Academy has studied astrology for a full thousand years, but has not produced any research results of practical value.

Is my future just about setting up a roadside stall, holding a crystal ball, and fooling those ignorant people?

She felt deeply lost about her life and didn't know where to go from here.

Just then, a gentle voice sounded behind her, "Laila, are you alright?"

The familiar and friendly voice surprised Laila. She turned around and found that it was Farusan, whom she had met that morning.

"Senior Farusan, what should I do?" Her voice was filled with helplessness.

Farusan sighed softly, walked closer to her, embraced her, and gently stroked her hair.

"Senior Farusan, do you also think the Minglun School should be abolished?" Laira asked softly.

Farusian hesitated for a moment, but decided to tell the truth: "Astrology has its merits, but it should actually be classified as mysticism."

She phrased it very tactfully, but Laila still understood what she meant: astrology is not a science.

"Why did this happen?" Laila's faith completely collapsed at this moment, and tears streamed down her face like a burst dam, soaking her and Farusan's clothes.

After a while, Laira's sobbing gradually subsided, and she slowly recovered from her grief. She wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes with her sleeve, then looked up at Farusan.

"Senior Falushan, I'll follow you and learn from you from now on," she said, her voice choked with emotion and tinged with sadness.

Upon hearing Laiira's words, Farusan's face immediately lit up with a bright smile. She had been worried about not having any students, and now that Laiira had offered to learn from her, she was overjoyed.

“Okay, Laila, I will teach you well,” Farusan replied gently.

After a while, Laila finally calmed down completely. She left Farusan's embrace and stood aside, composing herself.

"Senior Falushan, will the Order of the Order only have five schools left in the future?" she asked, her voice still a little hoarse.

Farusan shook her head and replied, "No, the Council will still have six schools. The School of Insight will be replaced by the seventh school."

"The Seventh School?" Laila asked, puzzled. She had heard that the Council of the Church had such a school many years ago, but she didn't know the specifics.

“Yes, Saint Oppenheimer will join the Council of the Seventh School as a sage, replacing the original Psychic School.” Farusan’s tone was full of admiration for Oppenheimer.

Laila became curious about Oppenheimer and asked, "Can you tell me about Oppenheimer?"

Farusan thought for a moment, then said, "He has a class later, I'll take you to listen to it, and you'll get a general understanding of him."

Laiira nodded in agreement.

Then, Farusan personally led Laira toward Oppenheimer's lecture location—a large classroom.

When they arrived at the classroom, Laila was stunned by what she saw.

A large classroom that could accommodate five hundred students was almost full. Such a grand occasion only occurred when extremely renowned scholars gave lectures; this large classroom was never used for regular classes.

The students were enthusiastic; they arrived early to secure a good spot to listen to Oppenheimer's lecture.

Seeing this, Farusan quickly pulled Laiira to find seats. Their seats were near the front, offering a wide view and a clear view of the stage.

After Laila sat down, she looked around and found that the classroom was full of students, and more students were constantly coming into the classroom from outside.

"Senior Farusan, are they really here to listen to Oppenheimer's lecture?" Laira asked Farusan in a low voice, somewhat incredulous.

“Yes, they’re all here to listen to Oppenheimer’s lectures.” Farusan nodded and explained, “Oppenheimer didn’t establish an academy; he simply treated his school of thought as a course that any student could attend. There were no requirements or assessments.”

Laila was almost speechless. At first, she thought these students were there for the credits, but when she saw how many students had come with such enthusiasm, she realized they were there for Oppenheimer's lectures.

About half an hour later, the classroom was full of students, and the aisles and back were also packed with people. Some students even had to stand outside the classroom and listen to the lesson through the windows or cracks in the door.

Laila glanced around and roughly estimated that most of the students from the Faculty of Arts had arrived. This unprecedented scene made one marvel at Oppenheimer's charisma and influence.

Not long after, the classroom door was gently pushed open, and Ueno Chiki, dressed in a bright green teaching robe, appeared in everyone's sight. He strode in with an air of confidence, as if a wise man had descended.

The students straightened their backs, looking at him expectantly. The classroom was silent, except for the sound of his steady footsteps echoing in the air.

Chiki Ueno walked to the front of the stage and smiled slightly at the microphone. His smile was warm and friendly, making everyone feel incredibly comfortable.

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"I am deeply honored that so many students came to listen to my class today," he said slowly, his voice deep and magnetic.

As soon as he finished speaking, a thunderous applause erupted in the classroom.

After the applause subsided, Ueno Chiki continued, "It also puts a lot of pressure on me. What if I say something wrong and mislead a lot of people? What if they find out and then turn around and beat me up?"

His words were humorous and witty, making all the students burst into laughter.

"So, I'm letting everyone know in advance: you can fight, just don't hit my face," Ueno Chiki said with a smile.

This remark elicited laughter and applause from the students. They were touched by his humor and humility, and felt incredibly close to and admired him.

With just a few words, the distance between the student and Chiki Ueno was instantly shortened.

Their relationship seemed to have transcended that of teacher and student; it was more like that of close friends. This transformation filled Laila with immense warmth and joy.

He continued, “Many students keep asking me the same question: Why is there such a big difference between people? Some students are naturally intelligent and can achieve outstanding results with just a little time, while I have worked hard but still get nothing.”

His words struck a chord with the students.

Students who are able to enter the Order Academy are the elite of Sumeru, the chosen ones. However, after entering the Order Academy, they discover that there are huge differences between them and others.

"But that's just how unfair the world is. And you'll find that unbearable burdens that aren't yours will weigh heavily on your shoulders."

When Laiira heard these words, a strong feeling welled up inside her. She recalled the experience of all her hard work over the years being wasted, and that feeling of loss and despair surged into her heart again.

"But at this moment, you must lower your head and fight, fight and fight, never, ever, ever give up."

"Everything will eventually take a turn for the better!"

Chapter 163 Sumeru's Ordinary Life

After a major upheaval, many students at the Academy became despondent and lost their will to live, finding it difficult to accept the reality.

Therefore, Chiki Ueno directly fed them a large bowl of chicken soup for the soul, inspiring their will to strive for progress.

He was very satisfied to see the students so excited, as if they had been injected with adrenaline.

After class, he said a brief goodbye to the students and left the classroom in a hurry.

However, he was still a step too late. A large group of students who admired him surrounded him, some asking for his autograph, some wanting to take photos with him, and some even boldly giving him love letters.

It took him more than an hour to get through all that trouble, and Ueno Chiki got a firsthand experience of the troubles that celebrities and internet influencers face.

The students around him gradually dispersed, and he prepared to stroll away.

Just then, Laila, with tears still streaming down her face, walked up to him and said shyly, "Professor Oppenheimer, may I follow behind you and learn?"

When Farusan, who was standing next to her, heard Laira's words, she felt as if she had been struck by lightning. She felt like she had been NTR'd in front of her, and her heart was filled with mixed emotions.

However, she could also understand Laiira; almost all the students in the academy wanted to follow in his footsteps and learn after hearing Ueno Chiki's lectures.