Xing Tie: Wait a minute! How come Weng Xing has two saviors?

Tree Garden, a quiet resting area.

The exam papers covered the small round table. Bai E, with his hair all messed up, stared blankly at his own history exam paper, which was densely written but felt full of loopholes. He then looked at Bai Mo's perfect answer sheet next to him, which was clear, well-organized, and completed in less than half an hour.

"Aigler (Sky Titan)! Georia (Earth Titan)!" Bai'er wailed, burying his face in the pile of exam papers in anguish.

"Bai Mo! This isn't fair! Haven't you been spending these past few days at the Golden Hotel playing the big boss? Why! Why are your grades still so amazing?! Did you peek at the answers to this test beforehand?!" He almost ripped off the iconic tuft of hair on his head that was exactly like Bai Mo's.

Bai Mo leisurely took a sip of juice, then smiled mysteriously: "Well... actually, it was Sister Xi Lian who helped me out a little."

"Lord Xi Lian?" Even the usually composed Xia Die couldn't help but raise her head. She looked at Bai Mo, a hint of understanding and a faint resentment flashing in her clear eyes.

"Lord Bai Mo, I learned a little about your abilities from Lord Xi Lian. Your method of 'reviewing' is truly... unique and enviable." She sighed softly, clearly having guessed Bai Mo's special abilities.

"Ability? What ability?" Bai E suddenly pulled his head out of the exam paper, looking blankly at Bai Mo and Xia Die.

"Bai Mo, haven't you always been playing the role of 'average combat talent but exceptional learning ability'? Do you have some hidden abilities that I don't know about?"

Bai Mo: "..." (ー_ー)!!

Xia Die: "..." (；一_一)?

Bai Mo internally screamed: Bai E, Bai E! How can you be so oblivious?!

Sister Xilian guessed it, Teacher Tibao saw through it, Ms. Aglaia probably knows it all, Teacher Xia understood after chatting with Teacher Tibao for a few words on my birthday, and even Xiadie knew after chatting with Sister Xilian! Feng Jin is still uncertain... So you, Bai E, are you a truly honest person?

Looking at Bai E's innocent (and foolish) inquisitive eyes, Bai Mo sighed and said, "Uh... Bai E, if you insist on understanding it that way... fine. Just consider it as my extraordinary talent."

“Of course!” Bai Er said matter-of-factly, even starting to count on his fingers. “Look, when you were a kid at the school in Ailimish, you learned things faster than me; in Janusapolis, you learned so many spells in less than a year and became a master chef.”

"You're so busy running your restaurant that you can count on one hand the number of times you come to Shuting's classes, yet you still get high scores on exams! Isn't that irrefutable evidence? You're just like the protagonist in those stories who, despite being physically weak, learns everything incredibly fast!" He patted Bai Mo's shoulder forcefully.

Xia Die lowered her head silently, her shoulders seeming to shrug slightly.

Xia Die: Lord Bai E... never mind, as long as he's happy...

"Hmm? Butterfly, White, Mo! What are you all plotting here?" Feng Jin's cheerful voice came, and she approached warmly like a gust of wind.

As she approached the small round table, her gaze swept over Bai E's appalling test paper and Bai Mo's clean and beautiful answer sheet. Her eyes lingered on Bai Mo's face for a moment, a hint of understanding and envy flashing across them.

Alright, that's confirmed now, Feng Jin knows about it too. Bai Mo thought to himself.

“Miss Feng Jin,” Bai Mo smiled politely, pointing to Bai E, who was scratching his head.

"We're giving Bai E an 'emergency pre-exam rescue'. As you know, he was too 'active' in Teacher Xia's class before, and his credits were deducted quite a bit. Now he wants to pass the exam, which is going to be a bit difficult."

"Oh, speaking of which!" Feng Jin clapped her hands, her eyes lighting up. "Mo Bao, that's why I came to find Bai Bao! Shu Ting is about to hold its annual debate competition! I heard the prizes are super generous, and most importantly—getting a ranking will earn you a lot of academic credits!"

Feng Jin winked playfully at Bai E, "I was thinking, with Bai Bao's eloquence and quick wit—the ability to make Teacher Xia's blood vessels throb with anger every time she teaches, and to still stand firm in her opinions and argue logically... well, wouldn't it be a waste if she didn't participate in a debate competition to make a name for herself?"

It's clear she was trying to phrase her criticism of the teacher in a tactful way.

"A debate competition?! Extra credits?!" Bai Er, as if grasping at a straw, abruptly lifted his head from the pile of exam papers, his eyes gleaming with hope.

"Really, Feng Jin? You're my savior! My angel! My exams are saved!" He was so excited he almost jumped up.

Bai Mo smiled as he watched Bai E instantly recover his full strength, and said to Feng Jin, "Ahem, anyway, I'd like to thank Miss Feng Jin for bringing this good news on behalf of this troublesome Bai E."

He paused, then added, "By the way, Sister Xilian specifically asked me to tell you that after the midterm exams, we'd like to invite you and Xiadie to our house for a meal."

"Ah?" Feng Jin was a little surprised and embarrassed, and quickly waved her hands, "Mo Bao, you don't need to be so polite! I was just passing on a message, it was nothing..."

“It’s not just because of that,” Bai Mowen explained gently. “Sister Xilian said she wanted to meet the good friends that Bai E and I made in the Tree Garden. She wanted to personally thank everyone for taking care of us.”

He looked at Xia Die, "Xia Die, why don't you come too? Sister Xi Lian has been missing you a lot."

Xia Die and Feng Jin exchanged a glance, both seeing a hint of warmth and expectation in each other's eyes.

Xia Die nodded gently: "Okay, I will be there on time. Thank you for the invitation, Your Excellency Xi Lian and Your Excellency Bai Mo."

Feng Jin also smiled brightly: "Alright then! Since it's Lianbao's invitation, I'll definitely go! Speaking of which, I'd also like to try Mobao's homemade feast again!"

The rest area was immediately filled with relaxed and cheerful laughter, and even the gloom of the midterm exams seemed to be temporarily dispelled.

Chapter 47 Bai Mo: If Aglaia traveled back in time, would she become a rational Titan?

Inside the lecture hall of the School of Intelligence, there was a subtle atmosphere reminiscent of the aftermath of midterm exams.

The air still seemed to carry the scent of ink from the exam papers and the resentment of some students.

At that moment, Professor Xia stood on the podium. His sharp gaze first swept over Bai Mo, then fixed on Bai E, as if he were weighing which person to vent his anger on first.

“That’s…unexpected.” Xia’s voice was icy cold, breaking the silence of the lecture hall.

“A student whose mind wanders during my class and whose notes are less detailed than a waiter’s in a restaurant,” he said, his gaze flashing like lightning as he looked at Bai Mo.

"My midterm exam paper was written like a meticulously compiled academic paper, and the score was so high that I even wondered if I had graded the wrong paper."

Xia paused for a moment, then turned her gaze to Bai E, a cold smile playing on her lips.

"As for the other one—the guy who interrupted my lectures more times in one semester than everyone else combined, and almost had to retake the course because of the demerit points he received."

How could they actually refute those dogmatic old fogies of the Worship School to the point of silence at the Tree Garden Joint Debate, and even bring home the first prize for the Wise Seed School?

A suppressed chuckle came from Xia Die's position, her violet eyes curving into crescents.

Seemingly realizing her lapse in composure, she quickly covered her mouth and pretended to take notes on the paper with a quill pen.

Xia's temple throbbed at that moment, and she glanced in Xia Die's direction.

Seeing this, Feng Jin immediately spoke up, her voice clear and reassuring: "Professor, we should begin today's lesson. The students are all waiting."

She skillfully interrupted Xia's impending sarcasm.

"Tch..." Xia clicked her tongue in extreme displeasure, but ultimately suppressed the words that were about to come out.

He took a deep breath, regained his stern expression, and began today's lesson: "Today, I will be teaching the lesson on 'the rationality of Titan miracles in the past.'"

He turned around and wrote a few keywords on the blackboard, his handwriting strong and powerful.

"Throughout the recorded history of Onphalus, the existence of the Titans is like an immortal star, and their power and miracles have been repeatedly sung."

He whirled around, his gaze sweeping across the room with a strong sense of skepticism. "However—what is the core of our School of Sovereignty? Is it blind worship? Is it unthinking acceptance? No! It is questioning! It is dissection! It is using the sharp blade of logic to peel away the historical fabric beneath the cloak of myth!"

How reasonable are those Titan miracles that are revered as the ultimate truth—moving mountains and filling seas, creating life, and even reversing time—given the material conditions, the law of conservation of energy at the time, and our current understanding and framework of the Kuroshio Current?

Are they undeniable historical facts, or are they layers of imagination layered upon each other by later generations out of awe, fear, or political necessity?

The lecture hall was completely silent, except for the scratching sound of pens slicing across paper.

At that moment, Xia quoted extensively from ancient texts, analyzing the contradictions in the records, the estimation of the energy scale, and the lack of records from other civilizations of the same period, dissecting the seemingly indestructible legend of the Titans under the magnifying glass of reason and logic.

Time passed amidst intense deliberation.

As the course drew to a close, just as Xia had used a series of sharp questions and a tight logical chain to "press" Bai E, who had once again tried to challenge him but ultimately fell into a logical dead end, back into his seat.

Another arm went up. This time it was Bai Mo's. "At that moment, Teacher Xia..."

At that moment, Xia's brows furrowed into a knot, and her temples began to throb again.

He stared at Bai Mo, his tone filled with impatience: "Bai Mo! First of all, don't call me Naxxia! Call me Anaxagoras!"

Second, if you're not like your impulsive brother, trying to interrupt my train of thought with illogical nonsense, just say so if you want to speak in my class—no need to raise your hand!

"Pfft..." Xia Die couldn't help but chuckle again, this time even her shoulders twitched slightly.

But Bai Mo seemed not to hear Na Ke Xia's roar and Xia Die's laughter. He put down his hand and said in a playful tone, "Okay, Teacher Na Ke Xia, I understand, Teacher Na Ke Xia."

"But the question I want to ask is not to question your brilliant argument, but rather to extend my thinking about another perspective within the framework of 'rationality' you proposed."

He paused, successfully drawing the attention of everyone, including Xia, who wanted to rebuke Bai Mo's first words.

"You just analyzed the 'irrationality' of the Titan miracles under the conditions of 'that time.' Now, if we shift our perspective—"

"Some beings of our time, such as... those 'demigod' powerhouses who possess the ability to discern people's hearts, are near-immortal, and can even traverse mountains and seas in an instant,"

He emphasized the word "demigod," adding, "If we could somehow send them back to those eras in history books that we define as 'ignorant' and 'sophisticated'..."

Bai Mo looked directly into Xia's eyes and asked his question:

"If they demonstrated their power in that era, what is the essential difference between them and the 'Titans' recorded in history books?"

Did the primitive humans of that era, witnessing their 'miracles,' similarly... revere them as—'Titans'?

(Bai Mo: If Ms. Aglaia traveled to the past, would she become the rational Titan of Tree Court?)

That moment Xia: That's so real...)

"Om-!"

The air in the entire lecture hall seemed to freeze! Feng Jin covered her mouth, Xia Die's quill pen fell to the table with a "thud," Bai E suddenly raised his head, his eyes flashing with disbelief, and the other students were even more dumbfounded!

At that moment on the podium, Professor Xia felt as if he had been struck by an invisible bolt of lightning!

The rage and impatience on his face vanished instantly, replaced by extreme shock, followed by ecstatic joy as if he had discovered a rare treasure, and... deep thought!

His pupils contracted sharply, locking onto Bai Mo.

At that moment, Xia stood frozen in place, her fingers unconsciously twisting the edge of the podium, completely absorbed in the grand, thrilling, yet infinitely possible thought experiment constructed by Bai Mo.

Time passed by, and the lecture hall was eerily quiet, with only Xia's slightly heavy breathing.

A full minute passed. "Professor?" Feng Jin cautiously reminded him, her voice as soft as a feather. "It's still...class time."

At that moment, Xia suddenly snapped back to reality, refocused her gaze, and looked at Bai Mo deeply, deeply. Her expression was indescribably complex—there was shock, admiration, inquiry, and even a trace of...gratitude.

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I went through the 3.5 storyline yesterday, and the official team still dared to release nerfs? Everyone died again. Are they going to make the Trailblazers go through over 30 million cycles too? (I'm confident in myself; if I say so, it probably won't happen.)

Chapter 48 That Moment Summer: If you cause trouble in the future, you can sign it as Aglaia.

P.S.: Wow, so many people here! Thank you all for your support. Here's the fourth update today.

At that moment, Xia cleared his throat, trying to regain his authority as a professor, but his voice carried a barely perceptible tremor and excitement:

"Bai Mo of the Ai Li Secret Pavilion..." That was the first time Xia formally addressed Bai Mo by his full name and background.

"The question you raised... is very, very interesting! It touches on a core blind spot about Titan that we've never considered before!"

He returned to the center of the podium, attempting to continue his lecture: "According to... um... the methods used to determine the number of Titans as recorded in ancient texts... and... the social cognitive structure of that era..."

But his speaking speed slowed down noticeably, and his eyes kept wandering, clearly indicating that his mind was no longer on the class in front of him.

It was obvious to anyone with discerning eyes that this wise man, known for his rigorous logic, had his mind wandered far beyond the heavens, focusing on Bai Mo's astonishing question: "Are demigods Titans?"

Bai Mo's question was like a key, suddenly unlocking the deepest, most stubborn, and most eager lock in Xia's mind.

The bell that signaled the end of class was like a hasty pause. At that moment, Xia turned around almost immediately, without even leaving behind the usual cold "get out of class dismissed," and strode away from the increasingly noisy lecture hall without looking back.

Bai Mo's seemingly casual question was like a boulder thrown into a deep pool, stirring up towering waves at the bottom of his centuries-old mental lake, the aftershocks of which lingered and relentlessly eroded the banks of his understanding.

Feng Jin looked worriedly in the direction the professor had disappeared, then glanced at Bai Mo.

Bai Mo simply shrugged, wearing an innocent expression as if to say, "I just asked a question," but a knowing glint of something planned flashed deep in his eyes.

At that moment, Xia did not return to his office, nor did he go to his private library.

He moved like a ghost through the sprawling, massive branches of the treehouse and arrived at a secluded, almost deserted stargazing terrace.

Far from the hustle and bustle, here are only the eternally unchanging dawn machine in the distance and the endless, deathly churning sea of ​​clouds below.

"What is a demigod? It is a golden descendant who has received the Titan's flame, the pinnacle of power in this world..."

"What are Titans? They are ancient beings that have existed throughout history, created the world, and shaped the heavens and the earth. They are the source of power and the cornerstone of faith..."

"If demigods traveled to the past... in that era of limited understanding and weak power, how would their miracles differ from those of the Titans? Wouldn't it be only natural that they were revered as Titans?"

“No…this assumption is meaningless!” He shook his head violently, trying to dispel this “absurd” thought. “Time cannot be reversed! Demigods cannot travel through time! This is an ironclad law! It is…”

"unless……"

An even more terrifying and subversive thought, like a venomous snake lurking in the darkness, suddenly raised its head and instantly bit into Xia's mind!

He saw——

"What if the demigods...did not go to the past, but...went to the future?"

The “recreation” in the oracle: The “recreation” that is sung by countless believers and symbolizes hope and new life, the so-called “re-creation of heaven and earth,” is its essence… really… creation?

Is it possible... for destruction? For a complete end and a restart?! Like... erasing everything from the canvas and starting anew?

Cephalus, the creator god, revered as the origin of all things and the supremely good... Is He truly the god of "creation"?

Could He actually be... a god of destruction?! A cold executor who ended the old era?