Following the death stare was a roar, and even when Sun He was dragged out of the classroom, the Head Teacher's roar echoed throughout the entire corridor. Everyone inside the classroom naturally heard it clearly.
“Poor Sun He.”
An Chen offered a prayer for Sun He.
“Is this your world's academy?”
An Chen suddenly heard a familiar voice. It was very soft, and he felt a wisp of Qi brush past his ear.
Su Xiaojiu must have put her mouth close to his ear to speak.
“You still came out?”
An Chen frowned.
He had thought that Su Xiaojiu might not be able to bear her impatience and would eventually come out, but he didn't expect her to be unable to bear the loneliness so quickly.
An Chen didn't speak, but instead wrote the sentence on his scratchpad with a pen.
Ye Xinning was sitting beside him. If he talked to Su Xiaojiu, he would definitely be discovered. Although Su Xiaojiu was invisible and Ye Xinning couldn't see her, talking to himself would inevitably arouse suspicion.
“Actually, I've been following you since you left…”
“Weren't you tired?”
Still using the writing method.
“I'm a little tired, but not so tired that I have to go to bed right now. Cultivator have abundant energy, and even if they don't sleep for dozens of hours, it won't be a problem.”
“…”
“If you don't sleep, I will.”
Su Xiaojiu: “???”
An Chen didn't lie to Su Xiaojiu with that sentence.
At school, his mornings were for catching up on sleep. So, under Su Xiaojiu's astonished gaze, An Chen lay down on his desk, closed his eyes, and began to sleep.
The Head Teacher, who had just walked back into the classroom dragging Sun He, saw An Chen lying down. His expression was slightly displeased, but he still said nothing, standing at the podium, scanning the students in the class, and beginning his daily “lecture.”
The Head Teacher liked to give lengthy speeches during morning reading, either to motivate students or to urge them on, but for An Chen, this was an excellent lullaby.
Before long, An Chen was sound asleep.
Su Xiaojiu stared at An Chen, who was sleeping on his desk, opened her mouth, and didn't know what to say.
No, you're really sleeping?
Isn't an academy a place for learning knowledge?
An Chen sleeps so brazenly, won't the teaching master slap him out of the classroom?
“If you don't go, I will!”
Su Xiaojiu pouted and hummed.
She originally wanted to follow An Chen to broaden her horizons, but An Chen came out to sleep soundly.
That's perfect, she'll listen to what this world's academy teaches!
More than four hours later, at 11:40 AM, An Chen woke up from his sleep on time.
This time was only fifteen minutes before class ended, just enough for him to clear his head.
An Chen habitually glanced to his right and found Ye Xinning still studying diligently, not looking away. He then glanced to his left…
He couldn't see Su Xiaojiu, but he was sure that Su Xiaojiu was definitely there.
“An Chen…”
“Hm?”
Hearing Su Xiaojiu suddenly speak, An Chen tilted his head.
“What kind of messy things do the academies in your world teach??”
Not to mention the two consecutive math classes in the morning, which she didn't understand a single bit of, the physics class afterward was even more like listening to a heavenly book.
As for the English class…
The English teacher who insisted on teaching entirely in English brought her no small psychological shock.
What kind of gibberish is this??
They are clearly the same species, so why can they speak such strange words?
To her ears, it was no different from the beast language used by Yao Beasts.
An Chen thought for a moment and then seriously wrote down a passage.
“The academies of your Kyushu Continent and the schools here are essentially the same. What they teach is nothing more than what allows people to survive, or rather, things that can help us survive better. For you, higher Realms and stronger spells are necessities for survival, but in this world, these things are the factors that determine our future lives.”
“Do you really live using these things? Let's talk about that gibberish; you wouldn't die without it, right?!”
Su Xiaojiu was deeply puzzled by An Chen's words.
And there were physics and mathematics; the teachers of these two subjects only drew incomprehensible symbols and wrote unrelated numbers on the board. Would people in this world die without these things?
“For you, low strength can sometimes mean death, but for us, not being proficient in this knowledge does not endanger life; it just means our lives will be relatively poor and not as happy as others.”
After a pause, An Chen added another sentence:
“At least, for most people, that's how it is.”
“Oh…”
Seemingly lost in thought, Su Xiaojiu didn't ask a new question for a full fifteen seconds.
“Hey, An Chen, An Chen, look at that outside the window!”
Su Xiaojiu suddenly became excited, and An Chen felt his shoulder being gently patted twice.
An Chen glanced out the window and saw an excavator slowly driving down the street not far away.
The damage to the street from last night's battle was still extensive, and he heard that a water pipe had also burst. This excavator was probably here to repair the street.
“This is the excavator you showed me?”
An Chen was too lazy to write, so he just nodded slightly.
“Oh… it feels so powerful! I feel like I could sit inside that big shovel!”
“In your Cultivation World, shouldn't there be more wondrous things? Why do you seem so surprised?”
“It's different!”
“Lower your voice.”
An Chen finished writing these three words, poked the paper with the tip of his nose, and his eyebrows twitched.
If Su Xiaojiu spoke any louder, let alone Ye Xinning, even the teacher lecturing would be attracted.
“Cough cough… How to put it, for you, there are indeed many wonderful things on the Kyushu Continent, but those are all based on our ability to use spiritual energy. You are different; you, with only the power of Mortals and flesh and blood, have created so many wondrous things… Isn't that amazing?”
Everyone who sees something new feels it is “amazing.”
When Westerners brought bicycles to feudal China over a hundred years ago, even the emperor thought this mode of transportation, which relied solely on two wheels, was extremely wondrous, and he was curious why the rider wouldn't fall.
However, in reality, the craftsmanship for making bicycles was not that complex, and China, after developing industry, quickly mastered the technology to easily produce bicycles.
In An Chen's view, Su Xiaojiu was similar to a feudal emperor, encountering something from another world she had never seen before, and naturally finding it “very amazing.”
As a native of this world, An Chen actually felt no ripples in his heart.