I am the old, fiery-faced man from the senior department.

“A group of ghouls is surging towards us from the southern mountains, numbering around thirty. Be on guard.”

"A ghoul? Thank you for reminding us, sir. We will handle it."

Dean nodded slightly, then blew the whistle to signal the assembly.

"Then trouble you."

The eagle spread its wings and soared into the sky once more.

"The situation has been reported to Commander Dean, Your Highness. We only need to wait for the battle to end."

"Thank you for your help, Kal'tsit."

Bai Zhou opened his eyes, released his grip on Kal'tsit's hand, and the golden arcane energy shimmering on his arm slowly dimmed.

That was Kal'tsit speaking on his behalf through the arcane link between the two of them.

After all, his Kasimir language wasn't very good, and using the Flame Mouth would be too troublesome.

"Aoneng, it's truly amazing."

Holding her left hand, Kal'tsit once again marveled at the convenience of Olympus.

She thought that using arcane energy to create animals that were almost lifelike was the limit, but she never expected that arcane energy could also be used as a tool for transmitting information by two arcane energy users.

It can be both materialistic and idealistic.

"The matter is resolved. Now, please continue your studies, Your Highness. Mon3tr, keep an eye on Your Highness."

"Hmm, I remember."

Bai Zhou was merely curious about the existence of the ghouls and had no intention of getting involved.

Helping a bunch of weak soldiers fight a bunch of recycled ghouls is nowhere near as fun as learning from Kal'tsit.

And if you do well in your studies, you can also hear her tell you interesting stories today.

How good.

Learning a foreign language in 24 days—that's genius! ( ) (Cloze Test)

"In the end, the once-arrogant king was buried under the yellow sands of Sargon along with his lake of gold treasures. The people who rebelled against his tyranny built their own city on his remains."

"But what has been will be again, what has been done will be done again."

“Even if a tyrannical monarch is overthrown, there will still be nobles who use violence and harshness, and they will still stand above the poor people.”

After finishing the story, Kal'tsit took the warm water that Bai Zhou handed her and glanced at the watch on her wrist.

"It's already past 7 PM, Your Highness, you should rest."

"Where is Kal'tsit? When does Kal'tsit take a break?"

Leaning against Mon3tr, Bai Zhou turned around and asked Kal'tsit.

"I still need to organize tomorrow's lessons. If all goes well, I'll rest in half an hour."

"Then remember to rest on time and don't stay up late, Kal'tsit."

"Yes, I will be careful."

Mon3tr was recalled, and Kal'tsit covered him with a blanket.

Good night, Your Highness.

Goodnight, Kal'tsit. And Mon3tr.

After closing his eyes, Bai Zhou did not fall asleep as he had in the previous days, but instead activated the cultivation module again to continue refining his soul.

The screen flips.

When he regained consciousness during the day, he heard the roar of the waterfall.

When I opened my eyes, I found myself on a small pond.

Just a slight tilt of the head and you'll see a towering waterfall.

"What are we going to do this time?"

Humans and the divine naturally desire tranquility, yet the mind disturbs it. The human heart naturally desires stillness, yet desires pull it away. If one can constantly dispel desires, the heart will naturally be still; if one can purify the heart, the spirit will naturally be clear. Naturally, the six desires will not arise, and the three poisons will be eliminated.

"Ok?"

Bai Zhou paused for a moment, then looked down at the water.

"This is...a monkey?"

His reflection in the water no longer showed him as a dragon, but as a handsome white-haired ape.

"No, that's not right."

Recalling the system's prompts, Bai Zhou seemed to have an epiphany.

“This is my…heart.”

The phrase "心猿" (xīn yuán) literally means "the mind is like a monkey, unable to control its thoughts," describing a state of mind that is constantly wandering and unable to settle down.

Once it is made into a concrete form, it becomes the embodiment of human desires.

Thinking about this and that...

He silently stared at the monkeys in the water during the day.

Indeed, having been freed from the constraints of his duties and released the pent-up frustration of ten years, and now with no real obstacles in his life, he has been indulging himself too much lately.

It's time to settle down.

Xi, you really aren't a child.

Sitting cross-legged on the stone platform beneath him, Bai Zhou gazed at the waterfall before him, lost in thought.

So, what exactly is he going to do? Is he going to get drenched under the waterfall?

Seemingly confirming that he had calmed down, the system gave a prompt.

Bodhi has no tree, nor is the bright mirror a stand.

Originally there was nothing, so where could dust settle?

After he saw it, the light screen in front of him shattered and disappeared.

Then, with a "clang," a wet stone fell from the torrent of the waterfall and landed in Bai Zhou's hands.

As before, there were no notifications or time limits.

All he had were himself, the monkey in the water, and the stone in his hand.

How to do?

Seeing the monkeys in the water, Bai Zhou threw a stone into the pool.

"Thump—!"

Water splashed everywhere.

The stone floated up.

"What should we do?"

Looking at him in the water, Bai Zhou asked in a low voice.

The monkey opened its mouth along with him, but no sound could be heard.

"What should we do?"

He raised his hand to touch the monkey in the water, and the monkey also reached out to touch him.

I am you, and you are me.

I am who I am, and you are who I am.

Only by asking yourself honestly can you know your true intentions.

The waterfall plunges down and crashes against the rocks, its thunderous roar seemingly silent in the daytime.

The monkey in the water held the stone and slowly rubbed it, bit by bit.

Not too fast, not too slow.

Only by subduing the restless mind and taming the wild will can one attain enlightenment.

"..."

Good morning, Your Highness.

Baiyue awoke to Kal'tsit's call.

Rubbing his wrists and gazing at the rising sun in the distance, Bai Zhou felt refreshed and clear-headed.

"Good morning, Kal'tsit."

As usual, after greeting Kal'tsit, Bai Zhou quickly washed up and went to the table to pick up the textbook and start reading.

"Your Highness? While it's good to work hard, a balance between work and rest is essential for better learning."

Seeing Bai Zhou suddenly become more diligent, Kal'tsit felt more concerned than pleased.

"Hoo hoo hoo, I got it. Kal'tsit, what are we having for breakfast?"

"It's meat and vegetable soup, and the bread from last night... Your Highness?"

Kal'tsit answered truthfully, then paused for a moment.

Did she just hear pure Kasimir?

How could that be? Although he could speak a few words of Kazimierz yesterday, his thick accent made it obvious that he wasn't a Kazimierz.

But now… Bai Zhou’s tone sounded exactly like the official Kazimierz… no, rather than the official Kazimierz, it was more like her accent.

He imitated... no, he learned his own way of pronouncing words during the day.

"Hehe, Kal'tsit, are you surprised? Unexpected?"

The sun proudly held its head high in the daytime.

“It is indeed a pleasant surprise, Your Highness. I am happy for you.”