In Sumeru, pretend to be a scholar

Chapter 45: Finally Obtaining Student Status

Tina continued, "My health is deteriorating and my spirits are gradually declining. Judging from the current situation, I'm afraid... it will be difficult for me to make it through this year."

After ordering, Ke Lai quieted down and listened attentively to what her master and Wang Yan were saying.

Wang Yan remained silent for a moment, then asked softly, "Does Lord Wang, Little Auspicious Grass, have any instructions on this matter?"

“That’s exactly what I wanted to say.” Tinari sighed. “Actually, the Grass God didn’t make things difficult for these people. She clearly stated during the exile that she would not impose any additional punishment, but would simply confine them in the Forest of Dao Cheng to reflect on their mistakes.”

"Then why..." Wang Yan hesitated, wanting to speak but stopping himself.

“Their spirit has been extinguished.” Tinari shook his head, a hint of emotion flashing in his eyes. “These former scholars, especially Hazard, were obsessed with their so-called ‘grand ambitions’ throughout their lives, even at the cost of breaking taboos.”

"Now that the struggle has failed, they have witnessed the Little Lucky Grass King, whom they once despised, govern the Order of the Fathers with great order, and the academic atmosphere is becoming more and more open and prosperous, while they themselves have fallen from their high positions and are now engaged in the most basic labor in the forest..."

He paused, his voice softening: "This disparity, coupled with the emptiness after the shattering of their ideals, gradually erodes their vitality. Sometimes, the collapse of spirit is more fatal than physical pain."

Wang Yan nodded thoughtfully: "I see... So, they were defeated by their own obsession and lost to the reflection brought by time."

In fact, Wang Yan understood something even better than Tina Li: the timeline correction had caused the Great Tree King to no longer exist, and therefore, the theory that the Tree King who had supported Azar and others was the true god was also no longer valid.

They have become thoroughly anti-gods and ambitious schemers.

This correction was fatal for players like Hazard.

They could have used the incompetence of the Little Lucky Grass King as an excuse to give themselves a pretext for correcting wrongs, but now they have become sinners in the end.

“You could say that,” Tinari agreed. “I’ve visited them a few times. Hazard sometimes stares blankly at a tree and sits there for half a day. The others are similar; they’re taciturn when working and rarely talk during breaks…like soulless shells.”

At this moment, the waiter brought out the dishes, and the aroma of Lambad fish rolls filled the air.

The waitress looked familiar; it was Qishan, a student from Liyue. She had also taken the exam today, but I didn't know how she did.

After putting down the dishes, Qishan said goodbye and left; she was also very busy today.

Ke Lai obediently divided the food, and the three of them paused their conversation. After eating a few bites, Wang Yan spoke again: "What is the Grass God's opinion on this?"

“I have no opinion,” Tinari recalled. “The Grass God simply listened calmly to my report and then told me to continue taking care of these people as arranged, without deliberately mistreating them or giving them special treatment.”

Wang Yan silently pondered these words, and the image of the naive deity he had seen in his dream that night surfaced in his mind.

He had personally experienced Nasita's gentleness and tolerance in his dreams, but now, listening to Tinari describe her attitude towards her former political enemies, Wang Yan had a deeper understanding of this deity's wisdom and magnanimity that transcended personal grudges.

Perhaps, in Nasita's view, the crimes of Azar and others have been punished, and the endless emptiness will torment these people forever.

Or perhaps, in His view, these people, after experiencing the storms and cultivating their minds in the forest, after seeing through the fog, are still saved.

Regardless, Nasida was indeed quite lenient with Hazard and the others.

“That’s very much in line with the style of the Grass God,” Wang Yan said finally, his tone respectful. “He doesn’t hold grudges, but he doesn’t demand forgiveness either. He gives people a chance to make amends, but whether they can seize it depends on the individual.”

Tinari nodded, his ears drooping slightly: "Yes... Sometimes I think, if Hazard and the others had understood this sooner, perhaps they wouldn't have ended up like this today."

That's a point we can't delve any further into.

Tina changed the subject and started talking about the fun things that happened during her forest patrols. The atmosphere gradually relaxed, and Cole also started talking about how she had rescued several nightingales in the rainforest. Now, when these little birds see her going out on her patrols, they will fly after her. It's so much fun.

Wang Yan then suggested that next time they returned to Huacheng Guo, he should have Ke Lai show him around.

The three of them ate and chatted, enjoying themselves immensely.

After a satisfying meal, the three agreed to meet again when they returned to Daochenglin. They then left the restaurant and parted ways at the entrance.

Wang Yan naturally returned to the rented house, while Tina and Corley also had accommodations at the Church.

...

Time flies like a white horse galloping past a crack in the wall, passing by quietly.

Before we knew it, it was three days after the college entrance exam.

The National Education Examinations do not use a results announcement system; instead, a special education officer will come to your door to notify you.

Wang Yan specifically asked Khalid for leave and stayed home reading while waiting.

Around noon, there were hurried footsteps outside the door, followed by knocking.

Is Wang Yan here?

Wang Yan immediately stood up and walked to the door: "Yes, yes."

A drill instructor stood at the entrance, followed by two secretaries, each holding a thick stack of documents.

When the instructor saw Wang Yan come out, he gave her a gentle smile: "You have passed the exam. Please go to the Shravasti Academy as soon as possible to register your student status. This is your certificate."

He handed a small notebook to Wang Yan.

Wang Yan reached out and took it, saying thank you, "Thank you for your hard work."

"Haha, it's no trouble at all. You're also an intellectual, so we're all family now." The instructor's smile became even more gentle.

Clearly, this instructor comes from the intellectual school.

Sometimes, the relationship between senior and junior students can be surprisingly useful.

Especially for someone like Wang Yan, who already had a reputation before entering the school, the instructor was naturally willing to be on good terms with him.

After exchanging a few pleasantries, the instructor took his leave, saying that there were still many people to inform.

Wang Yan watched him leave, then looked at the small notebook in her hand.

This is an admission notice from the Shravasti Academy, which includes Wang Yan's personal information, photo, and date of naturalization.

Aside from lacking some personal messages, it wasn't much different from most university acceptance letters from before I transmigrated.

"Go register for school, and then go find Falushan." Wang Yan put away the admission notice, closed the door behind him, and walked briskly towards the Academy of Educational Affairs.

...

The Office of Student Records, Shravasti Academy.

"What, it's you?" Wang Yan looked at Elhesen sitting behind his desk, a hint of surprise on his face. "Are we in the intellectual faction so short-staffed?"

Al-Hysen was once an acting sage, and even though he has stepped down, he wouldn't be here processing student registrations, would he?

Elhesen looked up and saw that it was Wang Yan who came in. He calmly said, "I am the clerk of the Order of the Church. The work of student registration and record-keeping should be done by me."

"Of course, I could have chosen not to come, but... Lord Grass God made an exception for you. Only I could do this."

Al-Hysen's tone was calm, but a hint of surprise could still be heard.

He was also curious about why a Liyue native who had only recently arrived at the Order of the Liyue had been granted the title of "Tosita" by the Little Lucky Grass King, bypassing the levels of Novice and [Diriyesi].

However, Elhesen himself was a scholar who knew what he was talking about. In his opinion, Wang Yan's mastery of language and writing was indeed worthy of the title "Tasata". So, since the grass god did not speak and Wang Yan did not speak, he would not ask him.

"Hurry up, there will be even more people soon, give me the stuff," he said.

Wang Yan nodded, took two steps forward, and handed the admission notice to Elhesen.

Elhesen took it, stamped it with a seal, and then handed a student record book and a badge to Wang Yan.

"This is your [Tasita] degree certificate, which also represents your student status in the academy. You need to show your student status to enter many places within the academy, so please keep it safe. Also, this is the emblem of our Jidsen school; scholars usually wear it on their hats, but of course, they can also wear it on their chest or not..."

The emblem of the Epistemological School is predominantly black, with a bull and a scroll as its core motif, symbolizing the school's emphasis on language and its philosophical concept of language as the essence and core of the world.

Language, writing, and runes are often regarded as profound, mysterious knowledge that carries the origin of the world, and black can well reflect this sense of weight and profundity.

In many cultures, the ox symbolizes strength, endurance, and dedication. Here, it represents the hard work and perseverance of epistemological scholars in their research on complex subjects such as language and writing.

The book is a direct symbol of knowledge, clearly indicating that the core of the epistemological school of thought is linguistics, semiotics, logic, and other disciplines related to the nature of writing and knowledge.

Of course, these are all things Wang Yan read in books, and they are also the mainstream ideas within the current Instruction Academy.

As for whether there are any unofficial historical accounts regarding the origin of the emblem, Wang Yan had no idea.

Chapter 46 Scholar Welfare of the Academy

After registering Wang Yan's information, seeing Wang Yan's happy expression as he held his student ID and badge, Elhesen reminded him again: "Turn left when you go out later and go to the logistics department to pick up three sets of scholar's robes. You are now a [Tasada] and enjoy the logistics supplies of the Order of the Church."

Wang Yan's eyes lit up. Being able to get something for free is naturally better than nothing.

"How much stuff can I get?" he asked curiously.

As expected of someone who had served as the acting scribe of the Great Sage, Elhesen was very familiar with these things. When Wang Yan asked, he answered directly: "There are many. You can get three sets of scholar's robes directly, including clothes, hat, pants, socks and shoes. If needed, you can also get quilts, pillows and the like."

"You can apply to the logistics department of the Order of the Nation for anything you need in your daily life, and they will usually provide it."

"Secondly, as a scholar enrolled in the Church of Christ, you can eat and drink for free in the Church of Christ's canteen. It's not as good as a tavern, but you'll definitely have enough to eat."

"If you are still renting, you can also apply for a rent subsidy..."

"... "

Al-Hysen told Wang Yan about more than a dozen welfare benefits for scholars at the Academy.

In short, as long as you become a scholar of the Faculty of Teachings and reach the level of "Tasata", the Faculty of Teachings will take care of everything you need, from clothing and food to housing and transportation.

"The greatest value of scholars lies in creating knowledge, while the trivialities of life consume the most time. Therefore, the Academy will do its best to ensure that every scholar is not troubled by life."

Al-Hysen said so.

Wang Yan nodded and exclaimed, "As expected of a nation of wisdom, the level of support they provide is truly astonishing."

Hearing Wang Yan say this, Elhesen shook his head instead: "Actually, it won't help much, because a scholar who can become a [Tasata] level is not short of money, and if a scholar is short of money, it cannot be made up for by these daily expenses."

The place where researchers spend the most money is on their research projects.

Most scholars do not pursue a luxurious lifestyle; in fact, many can be described as frugal.

A scholar who can carry a backpack to conduct field research—do you think he can't endure hardship? Is that even possible? Perhaps some indoor scholars have a higher standard of living.

The bulk of their spending is on academic research; their living expenses are negligible compared to their academic bills.

Therefore, Ehrlich said that this benefit was not very helpful because what scholars lacked was a lot of money.

However, Wang Yan still retorted, "But at least it guarantees a living, doesn't it? After all, there are unlucky people who go bankrupt because of the project."

Upon hearing this, Al-Hysen's lips curled up slightly, but he quickly regained his composure: "You're right, there really are such unlucky bastards."

The two looked at each other and both saw the smile in each other's eyes.

It goes without saying who the unlucky guy is.

Just then, there was a knock on the door.

"Hello, is anyone here? I'm here to register my student status."

A new person has arrived.

Wang Yan immediately said, "Then I'll go take care of the other things first, and then I'll go back to the tavern."

“Okay, you’ll be working under Senior Erossan. Remember to go see her; we need to formally establish your teacher-student relationship later.” Elhesen nodded, offering a reminder, then looked towards the office door and said, “Please come in.”

The door opened, and a girl of about twenty years old walked in. Her gaze swept over Wang Yan, then looked at Al Heissen behind the desk: "Hello, I'm here to register for the Epistemology School."

As he spoke, he handed the item in his hand to Elhesen.

Wang Yan withdrew his gaze and turned to leave the office.

Following Elhesen's instructions, we turned left after exiting the building, asked a few passing scholars, and found the logistics department.

Next to a large warehouse, this place is quite typical of a logistics department.

The scholars here wear green badges, the emblem of the biotheory school, whose central motif is a winged bird, symbolizing the school's close connection with nature, ecology, and life.

As the largest and original faction within the Church Council, the Life Theory faction had the most members and naturally occupied many public positions within the Council.

It's not that people who advocate for life like to fight for power; it's simply that there are too many of them, so many positions are filled by people who advocate for life.

Sometimes, you can even see scholars of the biophilosophy school forging iron, and when asked, they will say that minerals are also part of nature.

Although they were not from the same school of thought, the logistics staff did not make things difficult for Wang Yan. After he gave them his size, they quickly found him three brand-new scholar's robes.

He also told Wang Yan that if he wanted to go to certain special places for inspection, he could come here to get professional inspection clothes.

In addition, if your clothes are damaged or don't fit, you can bring them here to exchange them, all free of charge.

It can only be said that the Academy of Education has indeed taken very good care of the scholars.

Carrying large and small bags, Wang Yan left the Academy of Teachings and returned to his small room. After putting his things away, he changed into a scholar's robe from the Academy of Teachings and neatly pinned the insignia of the Epistemological School on his hat. A vivid and lifelike Epistemological School scholar appeared.

Looking at himself in the mirror, Wang Yan smiled slightly.

Putting everything else aside, just based on her appearance, even without any stats, people would still pull for her in the gacha pool.