Seducing Goddesses With My Infinite Wealth-Chapter 87: Sect Leader Commits to Education Reform in Response to Worker Illiteracy. 99% of Local Cultivators Didn’t Know Multiplication Table.
Chapter 87: Sect Leader Commits to Education Reform in Response to Worker Illiteracy. 99% of Local Cultivators Didn’t Know Multiplication Table.
Chapter 87 - Sect Leader Commits to Education Reform in Response to Worker Illiteracy. 99% of Local Cultivators Didn’t Know Multiplication Table.
Yin Shikun was already 27 this year. He was old enough to be promoted to an elder of the sect, but the man himself insisted that he wouldn’t accept the position until his cultivation reached the nascent soul stage.
He was a mature man who had no facial hair. He tucked his hair into his headwear, and he wore white clothes instead of the sect’s brown uniform. His handsome face and charm rivaled Fu Tong. Unfortunately, his eyes were dull.
Along with the others from the Yin Clan, Yin Shikun had been brainwashed by Huli Jiubai. He could no longer fulfill his role as a villain, who was destined to become Tang Youyan’s new boyfriend after the breakup event in Chapter two. Chapter two was meant to end with his death, immediately following Peng Guihong’s rapid advancement to the 9th level of the golden core stage.
The disciples, though brainwashed, instinctively checked each other. When they looked at Fu Tong, light flickered in their eyes. Huli Jiubai’s spells suppressed them from making offensive comments or being hostile toward him. Yin Shikun only observed Fu Tong and remained silent, like his cousin.
Li Wushuang moved forward with the meeting, introducing each person’s core disciples. Without anybody showing disrespect, no cliche event occurred. freeweɓnovel-cøm
After Zou Laoye introduced Tang Youyan to the crowd, he turned to Li Wushuang. As he was one of the few who hadn’t been brainwashed, he asked the sect master.
"Just curious, Sect Leader. Who are our sponsors? The Ji Clan or someone else? How did we acquire the spirit stone dimensional plane?"
Li Wushuang seized the opportunity to solidify Fu Tong’s status in the sect. She boldly claimed.
"My disciple had a fortuitous encounter and gave me the artifact."
"I see!" Zou Laoye was satisfied, but his curiosity was endless. "What about our previous artifact? I no longer see it around."
"I felt bad that he gave us such a precious secret plane without asking anything in return, so I’ve already given it to my disciple as an exchange."
Zou Laoye was surprised. On the other hand, Yin Qingming and Ouyang Aochen frowned deeply, and their eyes flickered. Both wished to voice their protest, but Huli Jiubai’s spell suppressed them from antagonizing both Li Wushuang and Fu Tong.
"That’s fair. I would feel bad too if I received something so precious." Zou Laoye laughed. Despite the loss, he approved of Li Wushuang’s action.
Li Wushuang moved on to the new agenda.
"Now, the introduction is out of the way. I hope everybody will get to know each other better. Moving on to the next topic, the tournament this time is a bit more generous since we need manpower to help us mine the spirit stones. The initial quota is 100 disciples. What do you think?"
Yin Qingming temporarily regained his freedom. He suggested.
"As my clan and I have mined that area previously, based on my experience, 100 disciples are insufficient. The quota should be at least 300 disciples. With more people in the dimensional plane, we can acquire more spirit stones to fill our treasury."
Ouyang Aochen also suggested. "Instead of 300, why not all? The more, the merrier, right?"
Li Wushuang shook her head, disagreeing with both of them.
"And who’s going to monitor everybody? There will be smugglers that only mine for themselves. Our self-discipline and moral principles have prevented us from embezzling spirit stones. But what about them? They WILL steal spirit stones from the mines, and they will steal from the others. Also, the tournament will lose its purpose if we allow everybody to participate."
Fu Tong raised his hand and coughed.
"May I speak?"
The elders turned to Fu Tong. Li Wushuang, without looking back, asked him. "Speak up. What do you have in mind?"
"How about we let everybody join the expedition, but we separate them into multiple categories according to their tournament ranks?"
"How?"
"For example, the first batch is the group of top 8 or champions of the tournament. They may collect as many spirit stones within the time limit and return home with whatever they mined. The second group can be considered a runner-up reward. They must mine and submit 100,000 spirit stones by the deadline. Otherwise, we’ll deduct contribution points equivalent to the shortfall. As long as the quota is met, they are free to take excess stones home. As for the last group, we double or triple the quota."
Yin Qingming and the people from the Yin Clan looked at Fu Tong with wide eyes. Despite being brainwashed, they retained their greedy nature, and they agreed with Fu Tong’s suggestion.
On the other hand, Li Wushuang found it complicated. She asked further.
"How do we appraise or evaluate the spirit stones, then? There will be a lot of raw spirit stones, and I don’t think Elder Zou alone can appraise everything instantly. Some people mined and collected only giant stones, while some only picked smaller rocks for the ease of transport."
"We set a standard and rough measuring chart. For example, we create a measurement chart and grade them according to their sizes."
Fu Tong unrolled a huge diagram paper to prove his point.
The meeting continued. As if he were the sect master, Fu Tong collaborated with them to establish a new system for the sect.
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It was dinnertime. The meeting adjourned, but Fu Tong and Li Wushuang remained in the meeting hall.
Mentally exhausted, Fu Tong collapsed on the floor. He rolled his eyes.
"I felt like I was teaching kids. How come nobody knew math?! They didn’t even know the multiplication table. What the hell?!"
Li Wushuang cackled. "Not everybody was born into a noble family. At least Elder Zou and Grand Elder possess arithmetic skills."
"Yeah, that’s it. Wushuang, we’ll open a general school within the sect. Only those with basic math skills can be promoted into inner disciples. Elders, too. If they can’t even memorize the multiplication table, they’ll be demoted to a deacon! Holy shit. All cultivators in this world are hopeless!"
"Hahahaha! Please, at least, they can read... some of them."
"That’s worse! If they can’t even read, how will they... GOSH! I CAN’T BELIEVE THIS! IS THERE NO PUBLIC SCHOOL IN THIS WORLD?! How did they even learn a cultivation technique?! Words of mouth?!"
"Mnemonic verses and poems."
"Can they write poems if they can’t even read?"
"Of course not. That’s why most swordsmen left behind sword marks on boulders to teach their disciples instead of writing down their techniques. They can’t write!"
Fu Tong rolled his eyes. This explained why sword masters in various stories didn’t leave behind clear instructions about their techniques. Instead, they cut boulders and let their junior generations decipher its true meanings.
"...I give up. I hate this world’s education system. I’m calling the foxes to come down and open a school."
Li Wushuang couldn’t stop laughing. Sharing a headache with someone entertained her.
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