“How do modern Cultivators fight!”
Jiang Chuan's interest was piqued upon hearing this, and he immediately got up and went downstairs to buy two stacks of notebooks.
There was nothing he could do; he always felt uneasy if he didn't have two stacks of notebooks on his desk at school.
As the class bell rang, Hu Haoqiang skillfully picked up a piece of chalk from the chalk box.
“Students, what kind of methods do you think constitute modern Cultivator combat?”
“Controlling cannons and rocket launchers to bombard.” Jiang Chuan recalled the various howitzers and cannons he saw on the way to the teaching building and spoke subconsciously.
Although for some powerful Demon Beasts, artillery shells couldn't cause any damage, powerful Demon Beasts were ultimately only a small portion.
Furthermore, with the current strength of Jiang Chuan and others, they were far from being able to confront powerful Demon Beasts.
“What this student said is correct, but not comprehensive.”
Hu Haoqiang said, then turned around and drew a large circle on the blackboard.
“If you want to bombard with artillery, first we need to determine the location, and second, we need to determine the range. Firing cannons without determining both location and range is a waste of shells.”
“So, how do we determine the location and range?”
“Cultivator reconnaissance,” Jiang Chuan replied.
Hu Haoqiang affirmed, “What this student said is one method. If this student believes his life is only worth five hundred yuan, the same price as a drone, he can try.”
“Pfft!”
Wei Dong burst out laughing immediately, then pulled out his wallet.
“Jiang Chuan, I'll buy your dog's life.”
“Get lost!”
Jiang Chuan's face darkened.
“Drone reconnaissance, combined with artillery bombardment, is the most common method modern Cultivators use to deal with Demon Beasts.”
Hu Haoqiang then wrote down the words 'Demonic Cultivator'.
“The reason this doesn't include Demonic Cultivators is that Demonic Cultivators are much more intelligent than low-level Demon Beasts and will relocate at the slightest disturbance.”
“As soon as you lock onto them, they'll flee. Before you can even finish loading the ammunition, the Demonic Cultivator might have already flown out of the original area.”
“Of course, Fourth Realm Demonic Cultivators are generally high-level members of various evil cult forces. Such people are also treasures to the various evil cults, and they won't easily let us find their tracks.”
“In our current classes, we mainly learn how to deal with Demon Beasts at the Fourth Realm and below.”
“Teacher, deploying artillery shells can be done even by ordinary people, and reconnaissance relies on drones. So, what role do we modern Cultivators play?”
Meng Nanxi asked, “Is it that if the artillery doesn't kill the Demon Beast, we charge forward to engage in close combat with them?”
“Student, are you related to the student who just answered the teacher's question?”
Hu Haoqiang smiled, rubbing his forehead, “Our Great Xia's howitzers and gun-howitzers have a minimum range of over 10 kilometers and a maximum of over 70 kilometers.”
“At such a long distance, you can just drive there. Or are you saying you think you're not worth a few liters of gasoline? Or are you planning to push a few tons of howitzers, with several drones overhead, to engage with Demon Beasts?”
Wei Dong winked at Jiang Chuan.
“Teacher Hu said you and Meng Nanxi are a pair. Aren't you going to pursue her? Meng Nanxi was considered a goddess by many as soon as she entered school. It probably won't be long before she's known as the school beauty.”
“Women will only become obstacles to my cultivation.”
Jiang Chuan was well aware of Meng Nanxi's appeal.
In another world, because boys aggressively pursued Meng Nanxi, her mother would come to the school to cause a scene every month.
In that other world, when he was young, he did have some feelings for Meng Nanxi, but with her mother's tigress-like demeanor, Jiang Chuan didn't dare to pursue her.
And his current top priority wasn't dealing with a tigress, but becoming stronger and destroying the Blood Sea Divine Sect!
“Remember this well, you are all Cultivators cultivated by the state with vast resources. Your lives are far more valuable than drones, vehicle-mounted cannons, and gun-howitzers. But sometimes, due to strong magnetic field interference from immortal light or damaged drones, reconnaissance cannot be carried out by drones. In such cases, we also need Cultivators to go deep into Demon Beast habitats for reconnaissance.”
Wei Dong then began to explain the dangers Cultivators might encounter after entering dense forests and how to coordinate with Cultivators.
After listening, Jiang Chuan felt that "Practical Coordination of Hot Weapons and Cultivators" would be more appropriately titled "Practical Coordination of Hot Weapons and Cultivators."
According to Wei Dong, before the Fifth Realm of Cultivation, Cultivators would often learn from the military and be organized into squads for combat.
There would be as few as four or five Cultivators and as many as twelve or thirteen.
Each Cultivator in these groups had a different function.
Some were responsible for reconnaissance, some for operating artillery, and others for being surrounded by Demon Beasts to cover teammates breaking through the encirclement...
When this class ended, it was followed by Chinese and Math classes.
Although Jiang Chuan's high school was Nandu Immortal Gate First High School, not everyone among the 500 classes and 25,000 students in his grade had the opportunity to become a Cultivator.
Many people lacked sufficient Aptitude and were unable to successfully visualize and condense their Divine Sense.
Naturally, the high school had to provide an alternative path for these students.
Therefore, out of the six classes each day in high school, only three were cultivation classes.
As for why there were six classes instead of eight...
For the last two classes, students could choose electives. They could go to large classrooms to learn various immortal cultivation arts like Talismans, Formations, and Alchemy, or they could study physics, chemistry, and mathematics.
After the morning classes ended, Jiang Chuan and Wei Dong had a simple lunch together in the school cafeteria, then returned to their classroom to rest.
Perhaps it was because he hadn't seen his desk for so long, Jiang Chuan fell asleep at light speed.
He only woke up when Wei Dong called him to the meditation room to meditate. He stretched lazily and followed Wei Dong and the main group of the class to the meditation room.
The meditation room was on the fifth floor of another teaching building. As Jiang Chuan and the main group reached the second floor, they found various instruments placed there, such as running testers, punch power testers, and silicone dummies.
Thinking that he might have successfully tempered his skin, Jiang Chuan said to Wei Dong, “Dongzi, you go up first. I'll test my punch power.”
“Your Dari (Great Sun) God Art has only just started, you haven't successfully strengthened your body yet. Why test your punch power? The old teacher might already be there, and if you're late, you'll be scolded!”
Wei Dong said, grabbing Jiang Chuan's arm, and prepared to drag him to the fifth floor.
“It won't take long.”
Jiang Chuan shook off Wei Dong's arm and then quickly walked towards the punch power tester.
“Then hurry up!”
After saying that, Wei Dong strode towards the fifth floor.
Meng Nanxi, who had just arrived on the second floor, was slightly stunned to see Jiang Chuan walking towards the punch power tester.
Her deskmate, Xiang Yining, who had twin ponytails, muttered, “Teacher Hu just made a joke in class. This guy isn't taking it seriously, is he? Does he want to attract your attention, Nanxi?”
“Doesn't look like it,” Meng Nanxi said, looking at Jiang Chuan's back.
“Whether it looks like it or not, we only started cultivating yesterday. Even if he has a natural Spiritual Root and has already absorbed extraordinary factors into his body and cultivated spiritual power, the punch power he delivers won't be much stronger than that of an ordinary person.”
Xiang Yining pulled Meng Nanxi's delicate hand, “There's nothing to see. Let's go up.”
Meng Nanxi took a deep look at Jiang Chuan, who was standing in front of the punch power tester, and was then pulled up the stairs by Xiang Yining.
Taking a deep breath, Jiang Chuan clenched his right fist and faced the punch power tester, throwing a punch.
