Mystery Makes Me Strong

After hearing Wen Rensheng's explanation, many Yuanlings in the huge classroom suddenly realized.

"It turns out that it is difficult for us creatures in the source world to see the real emotions, but you can actually find that kind of small difference... The observation skills of the great detective are really sharp." Mr. Da Muzhuan, he puffed up as he spoke. Clap.

"Sharp!"

All the students applauded.

Wen Rensheng leaned over and smiled, for some reason, a sentence that Xiao Huan once said suddenly popped out in his mind.

The biggest advantage of human beings is... bragging.

This guy is really accurate, I don't know how many scripts he played with Aihandeb.

"Okay, the stage of the big detective is over here. Let's review the previous class content, and let the big detective catch up with the progress of the study." Teacher Da Muzhuan said to the students, and then drove the big black pot off the platform.

Of course, the big black pot didn't dare to have any complaints, and returned to his seat in despair.

"The content of today's review is how to live in the world."

As soon as the words of the big wooden post fell, Wen Rensheng was aroused enough interest.

How the catastrophe entered the earth and how it survived on the earth has always been the focus of research by many extraordinary people.

He looked around, and saw that in the tall steeple classroom, there were many grotesque creatures from the source world, with uncontrollable excitement in their eyes, which was much stronger and more real than before.

It seems that although there is a great risk, entering the material world has a strong temptation for them.

Just like life in the sea, entering the land.

Although the land is extremely dangerous, its resources are far more abundant than the sea.

After finishing speaking, the big wooden post walked out of the classroom.

The students, about thirty or so, followed closely.

They also deliberately gave up the front position to Wen Rensheng.

Wen Rensheng nodded and followed behind the big wooden stake.

Going out of the classroom, there is a spiral corridor that goes straight up.

This is a tall tower, and the corridor naturally spirals upward.

Large wooden stakes go up along the spiral corridor.

Wen Rensheng followed him.

After walking for a while, the big wooden stake suddenly turned around and said, "Do you know why we walk?"

"Adapt to life in the material world ahead of time." Wen Rensheng replied.

The big wooden post smiled and said: "It's only half right, it's actually adapting to the prey, oh no, it's the life of life in the material world."

As he spoke, he licked the corner of his mouth again.

For some reason, Wen Rensheng suddenly felt extremely disgusted with him.

Sure enough, with different positions, it is impossible to have any real friendship.

He's still human after all.

Soon the big wooden stake led the students to the top of the tower.

There are no classrooms here, only a wide hall with windows on all four walls and a wonderful view.

Looking from the window on the top floor, I can only see the surrounding towers, only one is taller than it, which is the tallest tower in the east.

It is the second highest.

No wonder the big wooden stake can have such a status, he can directly talk to the principal.

It seems that this teacher, at least, has the title of full professor.

But this is normal, after all, I am the first human to arrive here, how could I let some miscellaneous disasters teach me?

Without any strength, I am afraid that I will be eaten by myself, and no one will know.

"Only from a high place can you see more scenery and be seen by more people, so you have to keep climbing. This is a saying that you humans often say. Mr. Wenren, can you tell me why?" The big wooden stake looked out the window and said.

"Because human life is short, at the end of the fight, wise people will find that only fame is the only thing worth winning, because only it can be handed down to future generations. Standing on a high place is always easier to leave fame. Just Emperors who are like many wastes are not even as good as ordinary people's IQ, just by occupying that position, they can be famous in history, no matter how rubbish, waste, or disgusting they are... they can also occupy a name in official books." Wenren Li blurted out.

"It's a perfect answer. But our Yuanling's lifespan is unlimited. As long as we don't fall into chaos, we won't die. Then tell me, what is it worth fighting for?" The big wooden stake stared into his eyes.

Of course it was dead.

We can only live comfortably if you are all dead.

Wen Rensheng thought about it in his heart, but said in his mouth: "This can only be asked about your own heart."

"Well, you're right, but we don't have hearts, so we have to borrow hearts from you people." The big wooden post said, and then two thick gray roots appeared on his body again, spreading out of the window and go.

Tree roots plunged into the distant air, and soon a picture appeared above.

A slightly crowded and messy office.

Microscopes, human models, papers and books, magazines and newspapers, and various utensils...

A man in a white coat is watching something carefully under a microscope.

"In a research laboratory of a famous hospital, this man is an internist and an associate professor, and he is studying the clinical effect of an anticancer drug." Da Mu Zhuangzi introduced.

"He is very stubborn. He has always insisted that human diseases should be treated by humans themselves, instead of resorting to some mysterious power. Using uncontrollable power will only lead to more unpredictable results."

"His idea is very firm. When colleagues in the industry have used their fame and connections to try part-time mages and try to use healing spells to treat terminal illnesses, he still insists on the original technology and route to fight against those terminal illnesses."

Wen Rensheng came to a sudden: "So he aroused your interest and was followed by you."

"That's right, strong-willed people are very helpful to our survival." The big wooden post nodded.

"Then how do you want to deal with him? Or, how do you use him to get this kind of help?" Wen Rensheng asked doubtfully.

"No, it's not dealing with it, nor using it, it's coexistence and symbiosis. His will is still a little bit weaker. As long as he is a little bit stronger, he can become a tower, a tower that helps us anchor the world." The big wooden stake laughed.

Wen Rensheng understood.

No wonder this college uses a high tower as a teaching venue.

It turns out that there is such a metaphor.

"So you have to strengthen his will and make him your tower, and then you can descend."

The big wooden post nodded, didn't speak any more, just watched the doctor.

Wen Rensheng also looked carefully at the doctor who was doing research.

The other party's hair was curled, and it could be seen that it took a long time to comb it.

But the clothes are clean, someone should help him clean them.

His eyes are extremely focused, those are the exclusive eyes of a scholar.

This reminded Wen Rensheng of his time before the college entrance examination.

"Li Cheng, are you still doing these boring research?"

Not long after, another handsome and capable male doctor with pomade came in.

"Chai Kun, what are you doing here? Didn't you go to canvass for your vice president?" Li Cheng raised his head, looked at the person and asked.

"I'm here to canvass votes." Chai Kun leaned directly next to the opponent's microscope and stared at him.

"I'm not eligible to vote, only those professors." Li Cheng lowered his head again.

"No, you underestimated yourself. You can influence at least three votes. They are old things like you." Chai Kun smiled.

"I refuse." Li Cheng said without hesitation.

"If I become the deputy dean, I will allocate more funds for your research, for scientific research on terminal diseases."

"Science is just a concept, a way of thinking, and its category also includes mysterious power. What I am doing is to use a technical route that ordinary people can understand to overcome terminal illnesses." Li Cheng corrected.

"Oh, it's all the same thing, how about it, are you willing to help me canvass votes now?" Chai Kun asked again.

"I entered the hospital at the same time as you, and I was a classmate in the university. It's just that you chose to use magic to improve medical skills, while I insisted on traditional medical skills. At that time, you swore to use magic to treat every patient you encountered. Although I don't agree with your method, I admire your ideal. But now, you have turned magic into a tool to gain status." Li Cheng shook his head.

"Since you know that I have such ideals, why can't you help me?" Chai Kun said seriously.

"The cost will be doubled."

"make a deal."