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Chapter 155 It's All for Your Own Good

Unbeknownst to them, Li Bindao and Liu Shuyan had already placed Bai Hui in a position almost equal to their own.

Like old friends, they naturally started chatting about everyday things and gossip.

This also made Bai Hui realize that the strange tale of the long-tongued parrot was not entirely ineffective against martial artists at the mid-level or even high-level of the Fiend Body Realm; it simply depended on one's standing in the other party's eyes.

Once the other party accepts you, even a martial artist at the high level of the Fiend Body Realm will not realize that their perception is being distorted, and will unknowingly reveal some secrets.

Many secrets in this world are revealed in these seemingly insignificant casual conversations.

Yes, Bai Hui used his long tongue and strange logic in his conversation with the two of them.

Initially, Bai Hui only intended to see if he could learn more about Jiang Tianling so that he wouldn't be caught off guard if he were targeted in the future.

Unexpectedly, instead of finding out anything about Jiang Tianling, there was a pleasant surprise—

Immortal cultivation is a tale of the strange, and so is martial arts.

If Bai Hui hadn't secretly used his strange and unorthodox methods, these two probably wouldn't have been able to discuss this topic.

After all, for a martial artist who is new to the art, this "truth" is extremely impactful.

"Oh, right."

Bai Hui suddenly remembered something: "Teacher Li, speaking of which—the physical and mental strength values ​​of our martial arts are measured based on the values ​​of a normal adult."

But even without considering the so-called "immortal path," isn't our Great Xia a nation that values ​​martial arts?

"Starting martial arts in the first year of high school, what normal, ordinary adult is that?"

Or rather, are there any other adults in our Great Xia who are not martial artists or cultivators?

"Oh, this—"

Li Bin casually remarked, "This thing uses a certain type of pseudo-person as the standard for measurement."

False humans cannot practice martial arts because what supports their activities is a kind of strange logic that conflicts with the principles of martial arts. Even if they practice martial arts, they can only achieve some not-so-obvious fitness effects at most.

Only those martial artists who have become pseudo-humans halfway through their cultivation can use martial arts, but what drives their martial arts is no longer the martial arts mindset.

"A certain type of pseudo-person? Could you elaborate?"

"For example, Bai Hui, what is the earliest memory you can recall from your life?"

"This—" Bai Hui hesitated slightly. He possessed the "Miracle of Future Awareness," which was deeply connected to the "Carousel," seemingly allowing him to gain a certain "foresight into the future" effect by "looking back at the past an infinite number of times."

This information exceeded the limits of Bai Hui's brain's processing capacity, so it was temporarily hidden by his brain.

Therefore, Bai Hui can be considered to have no memories of the future for the time being.

Fortunately, Li Bin and the other man didn't think too much about it. After a pause, he continued, "When does a person begin to have self-awareness? This stage is called 'enlightenment' or 'enlightenment'."

There is a type of pseudo-person who never becomes wise or insightful, and can't even remember what happened yesterday. They just drift through each day in a daze, like a "human".

It poses little threat and has no construction capabilities; at most, it can only receive instructions and provide some feedback.

They are easily deceived and easily influenced by others or their environment.

There are quite a few of these pseudo-people; they constitute a major part of the masses.

Liu Shuyan also said, "This kind of pseudo-human can even be invaded by other strange tales, or one day during their growth process, they may suddenly gain intelligence and truly become an adult—"

The main source of our Great Xia population today is the ordinary pseudo-humans spawned by these "strange tales, philosophical zombies, and strange tales".

Once they are enlightened, they can truly become human beings!

Because they are so common and so numerous, some of their characteristics are used as a kind of standard.

It's roughly equivalent to the feeling that "if one doesn't practice martial arts, cultivate immortality, or suffer from supernatural tales, this is the level a person should reach at this stage."

Bai Hui murmured, "A late bloomer?"

That's roughly the idea.

Meanwhile, Jiang Tianling, who had left earlier, had already obtained the follow-up training plan for Bai Hui from Li Guanjia.

Next, the school will open a special training class for Bai Hui, allocating a separate classroom and gradually bringing together the best students from each grade to create a better on-campus martial arts learning environment with a higher quality of youthful spirit.

Following the issuance of this notice, a pilot program will be launched starting with the first year of high school and gradually expanded to all three grades of the school.

"Having the level of a senior in high school in the first year of high school —"

Jiang Tianling remained silent for a moment.

Final exams are just around the corner, and Jiang Yu will definitely be back then, since he's only at the private Hengshui High School.

He is a temporary student, but his school registration is still with the No. 1 Middle School.

The legendary Hengshui High School is known for its high academic pressure, even among private schools.

In this world, the pressure of learning is generally directly proportional to the quality of teaching.

Of course, it is also directly proportional to the student injury and death rate.

He thought of selling his martial arts lineage to improve his son's educational resources, allowing him to attend Hengshui High School.

Even without considering Bai Hui, his son's grades, even if only considered average to below average in Hengshui High School, would absolutely crush other students in public high schools!

After all, his son had already mastered the art of mental concentration on the very first day of school!

Even so, Jiang Tianling couldn't guarantee that his son could reach the level of a senior high school student in a public high school right now.

There might be some hope next semester. After a year of martial arts training, one can grow faster in a more demanding and brutal environment.

But now————

Jiang Tianling had originally planned it perfectly: to send Jiang Yu to Hengshui High School.

Even if it's only in the middle or lower ranks, it's still a treatment far exceeding that of public high schools.

Being treated coldly as a transfer student can suppress one's spirits, and the pent-up anger in a young person's heart can make their understanding more solid.

He'll come back at the end of the semester and crush a wave of real students from the same school. This cycle will repeat, completing the loop—his son, Jiang Yu, will surely go further than his father, the head of the grade!

But all of that was predicated on the premise that the plan would go smoothly.

Now Bai Hui has appeared!

If his son comes back for the final exams and his grades aren't as good as Bai Hui's, then—

Students who were temporarily enrolled in schools were suppressed and subjected to cold treatment. After returning, they were not even as good as the students in their original schools.

With such a series of blows, Jiang Tianling was not sure if his son could withstand it!

As he pondered this, Jiang Tianling grew increasingly silent.

After a while, the school bell rang, signaling the end of get out of class. Jiang Tianling then took a deep breath, took out his phone, and dialed a number.

"Hello? Is this Teacher Gongsun? I am Jiang Yu's father. I am calling to inquire about Jiang Yu's studies."

Also, if it's convenient, could I speak to him on the phone?

He called Jiang Yu's homeroom teacher at Hengshui High School.

"It's Director Jiang—I've told you so many times, we're both teachers, no need to be so polite."

Jiang Yu's grades are relatively stable. As his father, you can certainly speak to him if you need anything. However, please remember, Director Jiang, that Jiang Yu is still under the influence of his chastity belt. Please be a little careful when you speak to him.

"I understand the rules, thank you, Teacher Gongsun."

After exchanging a few words, Jiang Tianling had the illusion that his son was right in front of him.

He was a school uniform boy with a buzz cut, a tired expression, and a somewhat dull demeanor, but his eyes seemed to be suppressing some strong emotions.

Upon seeing this, Jiang Tianling sighed inwardly once more.

Just in terms of his mental outlook, his son is no match for Bai Hui!

"Xiao Yu, how's your studies going lately? Do you have enough money? You guys must have encountered another new ghost story, right?"

How many strange tales have we encountered by now?

"dad----"

Jiang Yu spoke, his voice slightly hoarse: "This kind of thing is a secret of Hengshui High School's curriculum; you shouldn't be asking about it—"

"My child, am I probing you? I'm just concerned about you—"

"But Dad, you're the head of the grade at Yuncheng No. 1 High School."

"—Do you think I don't know what kind of ghost stories there are from my school days? Or do you think your dad could bring the teaching methods of a private high school to a public school?"

Jiang Tianling feigned anger.

"That seems to be true—"

Upon hearing this, Jiang Yu stopped thinking about it and started chatting with his father.

After hanging up the phone.

Jiang Tianling looked at the special training course document on the table again and murmured, "Is the school built on a mass grave?"

This ghost story is really good; it truly lives up to the reputation of Hengshui High School.

Bai Hui, please don't blame me, although what I did might have some obvious impact on you.

But it's only temporary. If you can weather the storm, you'll naturally reap many benefits.

It's just a failed exam; it won't affect your college entrance exams. Growing up too smoothly isn't necessarily a good thing for your future.

Don't steal my son's thunder in this final exam —

In the void, a pair of divine eyes secretly watched.

Jiang Tianling looked up and met his gaze, saying, "Principal, I have a suggestion regarding this training program—"

Li Guanjia gazed at him calmly.

After a long silence, he finally said, "Go ahead."