Love letters are not allowed in the exorcism notebook!-Chapter 769 - 16: The Most Important Thing in Fishing is Chumming

The gap between some people can be even greater than the gap between a person and a chimpanzee.

For instance, words like modern industrial revolution, cultural education, and women’s rights are concepts both Wang Yunxiao and Cui Xiaoying can understand. But when Uesugi Risa hears them, they transform into, "Wow! Such amazing Immortal Law!" in her ears.

There’s simply no such notion in her mind, a complete lack of understanding.

It’s a kind of pure, unpolluted beauty.

It’s said that Fusang did quite well in reforming and modernizing back in its day, but they took a wrong turn halfway through. After the Emperor of Heaven abdicated and the land was restored to the public, Master of Ten Thousand Transformations came to power, and the modernization process of this overseas land was disrupted, returning to the tranquil atmosphere of rural idylls.

The President is currently too preoccupied to deal with overseas territories, so the many factories built there by Fusang were relocated back to Tianmen. At least half of the factories under the Church’s name were war trophies collected from that period.

This move won unanimous praise from the local people of Fusang.

Talk to them about national modernization and they wouldn’t understand, but the factories belong to the nobles, who force them to work while cutting their wages, exploiting and oppressing them in various ways, along with the added burden of industrial pollution. The ordinary people don’t benefit at all, feeling angry but not daring to speak out.

Without the oppression of the nobles and the Shogunate, the happiness index of the citizens shot up rapidly.

To this day, many locals still worship the "Great General of the Expedition" in their homes, affectionately honoring him as the Five-star Grand Admiral.

Uesugi Risa was born during the Naturalization Era, a time of scarce material wealth but stable social order and simple-minded citizens, largely spared from the torment of dark and cruel fates.

Having grown up in a Shrine, she actually held lovely fantasies and expectations about school life.

But the educational environment at Qinghe Middle School brutally burst her innocent bubble.

"Could such a level of pollution really avoid mutating students into demons?"

Every time she came to the school for the night shift, Uesugi Risa would tremble with fear, clutching her weapon tightly and cowering behind Wang Yunxiao.

In her eyes, the school was like a pickle jar; whether it was radishes or potatoes thrown in, the outcome was the same: they all ended up pickled.

In her homeland, such a place would definitely be the lair of a Heretical Sect, a high-risk forbidden zone that would require several Divine Witches to eradicate.

"It’s not too bad after all, since there is some positive guidance..."

Wang Yunxiao wasn’t particularly worried, mainly because he was used to it.

After all, it’s not only about these negative spiritual pollutants; during the day, there are legitimate classes to attend.

Beyond objective knowledge such as mathematics, physics, and chemistry, there are also civics classes, specifically to promote new culture and new thought, cultivating students’ ability to think independently and establishing a correct set of values.

Principal Zhou isn’t just sitting in his office all day, drinking tea and reading newspapers; his main focus is on this part of the education.

But since it’s too serious, there’s really no need for a detailed word count, unless Uesugi Risa, the little curious baby, is around, only then does Wang Yunxiao patiently explain to her.

It’s like modern netizens; don’t look at how they act unruly online, but in reality, they’re the flowers of the motherland, gentle and respectful.

Nanke is Nanke, Qinghe is Qinghe.

Uesugi Risa was not entirely convinced, but she smartly touched on the subject and left it at that.

Anyway, she didn’t need to use her exorcism skills.

Seeing her instinctively grip the weapon in her hand tightly, Wang Yunxiao couldn’t help but ask: "Is there any story behind the weapon you use?"

"This one? It’s a scythe specially forged for me by a master at the Sensoji Temple, named Fifty-five."

"Fifty-five? Does the name have any meaning?"

"Not really, it’s just a serial number. Since this scythe has not accomplished any feats of Demon Suppression or exorcism since it was forged, it doesn’t deserve a name yet."

Worried that Wang Yunxiao might not understand, Uesugi Risa added an explanation: "Actually, the scythes used by us Divine Witches are ceremonial instruments of Sacrificer, not weapons; they are more suited for performing Divine Arts rather than hand-to-hand combat."

Got it, so it’s a wand, right?

Watching her introduce it so earnestly, Wang Yunxiao couldn’t help but tease her: "Then what kind of Divine Arts do you know? Can you perform one for me?"

"Perform?"

Uesugi Risa glanced at the cotton-padded jacket she was wearing, and her cheeks flushed with a brush.

"I can only dance Kagura, but I didn’t bring the costumes and ritual implements. It’s definitely not suitable to dance in these clothes."

So she does have talents?

Wang Yunxiao laughed and said, "I don’t expect a real performance, just show me a demonstration, and give me a brief introduction."

"Oh, that’s no problem."

Upon hearing this, Uesugi Risa secretly breathed a sigh of relief, walked to a spacious area, struck a pose and said, "Wang Yunxiao, look, it’s like this..."

She closed her eyes, muttering words under her breath, her hands tracing a mysterious trajectory as they moved smoothly.

In a trance, it seemed as if time itself slowed down in this space.

But before this anomaly could fully unfold, it seemed to touch upon some hidden restriction within the school. Suddenly, countless vines burst forth from the ground, and the Dreamland of Nanke High School began to envelop reality.

Among the bricks and rubble, Manjushahua blossoms quietly bloomed, all of their buds turned towards Uesugi Risa as if stared at by the Grim Reaper.

"I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m sorry! I didn’t mean to do it, I am extremely sorry!"

The frightened little Witch immediately lost her composure, holding her weapon, bowing and apologizing in all directions.

"Don’t bring that serpent’s filth here."

Bai Shanshan’s icy voice echoed in their ears.

"This place is now my dojo. Dare to summon the snake again, and I will make you into snake soup and send you back to your master!"

"I’m sorry, I’m sorry!"

Uesugi Risa was immediately reduced to tears.

Wang Yunxiao said helplessly, "Teacher Bai, aren’t you afraid of having your salary docked for scaring the staff like this?"

After a moment of silence, Bai Shanshan said coldly, "Like a child carrying Red Gold through a crowded market, disaster is bound to strike sooner or later. Better to kill the tiger early than to nurse trouble and save oneself the hassle."

What does that mean?

Wang Yunxiao didn’t understand.

"The Overseas Study Faction has this annoying habit, always thinking there’s merit in foreign things, inclined to adopt and include, to react later. They like to lick the sugar off sugar-coated cannonballs before firing them back."

Bai Shanshan sneered, "Haven’t you suffered enough from this kind of loss?"

Ah... you’re talking about this.

Wang Yunxiao finally understood.

It’s true that, ever since the last operation suffered heavy losses, he had deeply reflected on the whole event in his spare time and realized many casualties were actually unnecessary.

For instance, the capture of Kong Ting: it would have been one thing if there’d been no preparation, but considering the President had already planned everything well, secretly mobilizing the Tiger King Army months in advance, it seemed impossible that they couldn’t find a single expert capable of suppressing Kong Ting during that time.

Yet they let him set up his formation, then little by little crushed all his means of resistance.

Considering the impact of the Temporal Tide’s disturbances, it was indeed more prudent to adopt a reactive strategy.

"Unchanging in response to myriad changes, the one who moves first loses." Wang Yunxiao understood this principle.

But to say he had no thoughts on it would be lying.

He had objections because he was at the forefront, with his brothers and friends filling the ranks of the wounded and fallen.

Now, listening to Bai Shanshan put it this way, Wang Yunxiao’s view of the little Witch changed.

Director, I feel like I’ve seen this episode before!

Looking at her so naive and unsuspecting, she seems like prime bait material!

But then again... if you keep using bait like this, won’t the fish become too easy to catch; is that really okay?

And Principal Zhou, you assured me there were no monsters outside, so who are we fishing for this time?