In Sumeru, pretend to be a scholar

I look forward to seeing you all at the College of Education in the near future! I wish you health, happiness, and that every day is filled with the joy of discovery.

Your future senior brother

Wang Yan

At Sumeru

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"Hmm, it's very well written."

Effusa confirmed the description of her in the letter and nodded in satisfaction.

Cole chuckled to himself.

Wang Yan sighed: "Teacher, if all else fails, why don't you find a few kids who are interested in words and runes?"

"Hmph, I don't want to. Cassie, Rushi, and Aria, I have a real affinity for these three children, I must take them under my wing." Erosham snorted, then put away the letter and waved to Cole, "Come on, Cole, let's go to the dock and take a boat to Port Ormos."

After saying that, he looked at Wang Yan and said, "As for you, do whatever you want. Just remember to apply for research funding at the academy."

Wang Yan nodded: "Okay, mentor. Please take good care of yourself while you're away."

“Foolish apprentice, your mentor told you to take care of yourself!” Eros glared at Wang Yan, then pulled Cole away.

After walking away.

Ke Lai looked at Fa Lushan with some curiosity: "Senior Fa Lushan, have you and Mr. Wang Yan always interacted like this?"

To be honest, Cole was a little envious.

Because she never dared to joke like that with Tinari.

It wasn't that Tina was too strict, but rather that Cole was just like that by nature. She was a very sensitive, strong, and emotional person who didn't dare to make jokes casually.

"Get along? Humph." Erosham snorted. "This guy was so respectful at first, but he got boring after a while. He's becoming less and less like an apprentice. I'll teach him a lesson sooner or later."

As she spoke, Erosham shook her fist, but she also seemed a little guilty.

Unfortunately, as her mentor, she found that Wang Yan's learning progress was too fast.

The reason for not taking Wang Yan with me on this trip is that I haven't figured out what else I can teach Wang Yan.

Regarding the "Seventy-Two Xuanming" in Wang Yan's hand, although Wang Yan did not take the initiative to introduce it, Falushan knew very well that even she could not make it.

In one's own field of expertise, one is surpassed by one's own apprentice.

Erossen was very happy, but the thought that she had only been an apprentice for a few months made her very unhappy.

An apprentice who is too talented can also be a source of pressure for the mentor.

“Colette, are you really not going to become my apprentice? I'll talk to Tinaly.” Ella turned her gaze to Colette again.

For Estelle, Cole was indeed a very good apprentice.

Clever, quick-witted, and speaks well... much better than my own rebellious disciple.

“This… I’m sorry, Senior Erossan, I still want to follow Master Tinari.” Cole looked apologetic, but her tone was very serious.

"Alright, alright." Falushan waved her hand. "Come on, it's time to get on the ship."

...

Wang Yan had no idea that in just a short while, he had gone from a foolish apprentice to a rebellious one.

He was on his way to the Institute of Intellectualism.

The last time Wang Yan came to Shravasti Academy was because of his thesis. This time, without Erosham by his side, Wang Yan felt a little uncomfortable.

However, being a student of the Shravasti Academy after all, Wang Yan had already familiarized himself with the location of each department in advance.

Unlike the diverse corridors of the Myo-rok school, the architecture of Shravasti College is uniform, conforming to the standard monastic style.

The main colors are dark green, scalloped G, and white.

They soon arrived at an office and Wang Yan knocked on the door.

"Please come in."

A middle-aged, steady voice rang out.

Wang Yan pushed open the door and went in. He saw a middle-aged man wearing small-framed glasses sitting behind a desk, seemingly handling official business.

"Hmm? You are..." The middle-aged man looked at Wang Yan, his gaze passing over the intellectualist badge on Wang Yan's hat, and then he seemed a little puzzled.

As a rising star in the epistemological school, Russier did not claim to know all the epistemological students, but he was familiar with many of them.

But this person in front of me... I really haven't seen him before.

"Hello, I am Wang Yan, a disciple of Falushan. I'm here to apply for a research project," Wang Yan introduced himself.

The middle-aged man was taken aback, then suddenly realized: "I was wondering why I didn't think I'd seen you before. So you're a disciple of Senior Falushan."

As he spoke, his expression turned serious: "Wang Yan, it seems you haven't taken any courses from the school."

"Huh?" Wang Yan was taken aback.

The middle-aged man continued, "You probably don't know me yet. Let me introduce myself. My name is Rusid, and I am a new sage of the epistemology school."

Oh dear, the selection of the sage has already ended!

Wang Yan expressed a moment of sadness at not being able to compete for the title of Sage, and then said respectfully, "I was granted the grace of the Grass God and skipped the [Diliyesi] stage. I am currently studying with my mentor, so I am not attending classes normally at the academy."

Rusid's expression stiffened slightly.

He is a current scholar of the epistemology school and a junior of the previous scholar, Kavaja.

He was targeted by the intellectuals for a long time because of his conflict with Kavaja, but he still did what he was supposed to do under pressure.

He is the youngest of the wise men of today, but also the most insensitive.

He was actually dissatisfied with students like Wang Yan who relied on 'connections' to skip class, because it was against the rules.

But... if it were the Grass God who granted Wang Yan special privileges... then what else is there to say? The rules are all in his hands.

"Ahem, I see. Since it's Lord Grass God's permission, then I won't interfere." Lucid coughed lightly and continued, "You just said you're here to apply for a research project?"

Wang Yan nodded: "Yes, my first research project is finished, and the paper has been approved and will be published soon, so I am preparing to start research on my second project."

“Oh, I know that. I was one of the reviewers of your paper, ‘A Preliminary Exploration of the Symbolic System in the Reliefs of the Temple of Flora—Focusing on the Symbol of ‘Lily of the Sand’. It’s very original… but the wording and sentence structure gave me a familiar feeling, a bit like that kid Al-Hysen.” Lucid said with a smile.

Wang Yan did not deny it and nodded: "I am friends with Elhesen and Kavi, and they helped a lot with this paper."

“I see, that’s good. It’s a good habit for scholars to maintain good relationships.” Rushid paused for a moment, seemingly lost in thought, before speaking again, “What is your new research topic?”

"The current plan is for a linguistic study of the Nordkal region."

“Nordkalai… Recently, quite a few scholars have chosen that place as a new research direction; it's quite popular.” Lucid smiled and nodded. “You are currently a [Tosita], and your personal research project can be claimed for 10,000 Mora in fieldwork funding…”

As he spoke, he walked to the document shelf on the side, rummaged through it, and took out a document.

"Oh, your records show that you helped the local guards fight off a criminal gang at Kawan Post Station and killed eight criminals... Hmm... and you also provided materials with Senior Falusan in the desert, allowing the people of Aru Village to establish a research station..."

The newly appointed sage muttered to himself, then looked at Wang Yan and said, "Based on your performance points and merits, your travel allowance can be increased to 50,000 Mora."

This number was derived by combining Wang Yan's previous contributions; Rusid neither reduced nor increased it.

This wise man was indeed a man of principle, not one who cared about personal feelings.

“Thank you very much, Sage Rushid.” Wang Yan nodded in gratitude.

Although he didn't lack the 50,000 Mora, receiving the funding was equivalent to his project being reported to the school.

If Wang Yan has a conflict with some local forces in Nordkal, he can also report it under the name of the Church.

This is the difference between public and private funds.

So, don't complain about the amount of money from the government, no matter how little it is. Their 10,000 yuan and your 10,000 yuan are not the same 10,000 yuan.

“Then I’ll write up the form for you here. Go to the finance department and collect your Mora.” Rusid walked back to his seat and sat down, then wrote up a form for Wang Yan.

After taking the form, Wang Yan thanked them again and then turned and left.

Chapter 151 Elheisen: Yes, I sent him. (20.7k/20k)

The process of receiving funding is simple.

I went to the finance office with Eros before. The female scholar in charge there still remembered Wang Yan. As soon as she saw the 50,000 Mora bill, she approved it immediately. The money will be transferred to Wang Yan's academy account.

After finishing the project review, Wang Yan went straight home; he needed to pack his things.

When I got home, I saw Al Heisenberg leaning against the door reading a book.

"What's this?" Wang Yan walked over and asked with a smile.

Elhesen looked up, shifting his gaze from the book to Wang Yan: "Kavi said you moved, and that I'm not a good friend if I don't send you a housewarming gift."

"Huh? Hahahaha, so you didn't come to give me a gift, did you?" Wang Yan laughed.

Al-Hysen shook his head: "No, if I were to give a gift, I would have brought one when you treated me to dinner before. I just couldn't stand his constant nagging."

"Oh? I thought you were already used to it."

“I was used to it before, but ever since I met you, he always likes to compare me to you. I don’t want to belittle you when I argue with him, so I can only find a quiet place to read.”

Al-Hysen closed his book and pointed to the door: "Aren't you going to invite me in?"

Wang Yan, still smiling, walked over, opened the door, and gestured for him to enter.

The two entered the room.

“Seventy-two Xuanming, go and make a cup of tea for the guest,” Wang Yan instructed.

"Seventy-two Xuanming" detached from his wrist and flew towards the kitchen.

As Elhesen watched this scene, a hint of curiosity appeared in his eyes: "This is your creation? Kavi praised it highly, saying that it is a wonderful mechanical life form, just like [Mehrak]."

“While I also think the ‘Seventy-Two Cyclones’ are just as great as [Mehrak], I must clarify that [Mehrak]’s intelligence comes from its core, which is a remnant of the Red King civilization,” Wang Yan explained. “The intelligence of the ‘Seventy-Two Cyclones’ actually comes from a gift bestowed by a higher being.”

“Cig?” Elhesen nodded slightly, then suddenly said, “Is it the Rock God of Liyue?”

"??? What are you thinking?" Wang Yan was completely shocked.

It should be noted that in the eyes of most people, the Rock King Emperor has fallen.

Elhesen smiled and said, "Have you forgotten? I used to be a proxy sage and had many exchanges with the Grass God. Although I don't have accurate information, I guess that the Rock God is probably not dead."

"Why do you guess that?" Wang Yan couldn't help but ask.

Elheisen said calmly, "It's simple. Ever since the news of the Rock God's fall spread... Liyue has not only failed to consolidate its power, but has also continued to expand outwards. According to news from Ormos Port, Liyue's fleet has almost wiped out all the monsters in the Sumeru Sea..."

"Do you think the people of Liyue would be so bold in expanding outwards without the support of a demon god?"

After a slight pause, Elhesen added, "I'm not saying that the people of Liyue lack ambition, but rather... the Seven Stars are all intelligent people. Such aggressive pioneering methods must be based on solid foundations. If it were just the Liyue immortals and some weaponry and technology, that would obviously not be enough."

Wang Yan listened and nodded slightly, finding it to be reasonable.

When he returned to Liyue before, he encountered the Thousand Rock Army clearing out the monsters in the outer sea.

Upon closer reflection, isn't this exactly the confident approach taken by the Liyue Seven Stars?

The news that the Emperor, though seemingly fallen, was actually still alive gave these high-ranking officials in Liyue a lot of confidence, preventing the Seven Stars from becoming conservative and instead leading them to vigorously expand outwards.

“Alright, it is indeed a title bestowed by the Emperor, but just keep it to yourself and don’t tell anyone else,” Wang Yan said to Elhesen.

Al-Hysen nodded: "I'm not one to ramble, but don't tell Kavi. Even though he's trying to keep it a secret, he can still make mistakes."

"Does Kavi know you're talking about him like that?" Wang Yan asked with a smile.

Al-Hysen shook his head: "Perhaps he doesn't have that much self-awareness."

As the two were talking, "Seventy-Two Xuanming" flew back carrying two cups of hot tea, gently placed the tea in front of them, and then turned around as if to say: Guests, please have some tea.

"Thank you." Elhesen said politely to "Seventy-Two Xuanming", then picked up the teacup with both hands, blew on it gently, took a sip, and said, "Hmm...it tastes good."

"Seventy-two Xuanming" was very happy. It floated back to Wang Yan's side, rubbed against him, and then burrowed back into his sleeve, turning into a wristband.

"Thank you for the compliment, it likes it very much," Wang Yan said on behalf of "Seventy-Two Xuanming".

“Just telling the truth.” Alheisen put down his teacup and continued, “Has your research proposal been approved?”

“Yes, it was approved by the Sage Russider.” Wang Yan nodded.

"He didn't make things difficult for you?" Elhesen joked. "Our new sage is very strict."

Wang Yan said in a low voice, "I said my degree was given to me by the Grass God."