bullyxtreme Chapter 75: The Cultural Invasion of PUA!
Chapter 75: The Cultural Invasion of PUA!
quiet!
Deathly silence!
If Zhang Fan's previous words had made the Mo family members feel ashamed...
Now, these words completely shocked them!
To be made public?
Without reservation?
All the disciples of the Mohist school, including Mo Tian, who had long since lost all hope.
At that moment, they all suddenly looked up!
They stared at Zhang Fan with incredulous eyes!
What did they hear?
He actually intends to...make all those incredible skills public?!
How...how is this possible?
Knowledge is power!
That is the very foundation upon which a school of thought exists and thrives!
Cherishing one's own possessions and passing them down secretly from generation to generation is the norm!
How dare he?
After the initial shock, shame overwhelmed all the Mohist disciples!
In contrast!
How hypocritical and insignificant the Mohists appear!
While everyone was still reeling from the immense shock,
Zhang Fan's voice rang out again.
"If you are willing, you can join my Institute of Physics."
"Let's study together this true, all-encompassing art of investigating things."
"As for the name of the Mohist school..."
Zhang Fan weighed the giant token in his hand.
Then, to everyone's astonishment, he casually returned it to Mo Feng, who was slumped on the ground.
"It still exists!"
"I won't interfere!"
When those last four words were uttered lightly from Zhang Fan's mouth.
That cold, massive token also traced an arc.
It fell back into Mo Feng's hands.
Mo Feng caught it instinctively, and that familiar touch came through!
His body suddenly trembled, and he froze on the spot.
He stared in disbelief at the iron token in his hand, then looked up in disbelief.
He looked at Zhang Fan, who still had a faint smile on his face.
My mind is completely blank!
It's been returned...
He actually... just returned the Giant Token to me like that?
That was a token powerful enough to command the entire Mohist school!
It was their stake, the bet they were willing to gamble everything on!
He just... tossed it back without a care?
At this moment, the resentment and anger in Mo Feng's heart completely vanished.
Instead, a complex emotion that cannot be described in words arose.
Humiliation, gratitude, bewilderment, shock... countless thoughts intertwined in his mind!
Ultimately, it all converged into a scalding hot current!
Tears, which could no longer be held back, streamed down my face!
Zhang Fan looked at Mo Feng, his smile widening.
The heat is almost right!
So, Zhang Fan continued speaking slowly and persuasively.
"Once we arrive at the Institute of Physics, I will arrange beds next to your workstations."
"When I'm tired from research, I can just turn over and fall asleep."
"You don't need to worry about your three meals a day; someone will deliver them to you on time."
"And all you need to do is investigate things."
Zhang Fan's voice carried a strange magic, echoing in the ears of every Mo family disciple.
"Once I wake up, I get to do research."
"When you're tired, just lie down and sleep."
"From now on, you can openly and honestly do what you most want to do and what you love to do!"
"No one will suppress us anymore, and no one will criticize us anymore."
boom!!!
These words resonated throughout the entire hall!
The Mohist disciples were all dumbfounded!
To investigate things openly and honestly?
Wake up... and then start doing research?
Is this...is this real?
Isn't this the ideal they've always dreamed of, yet it's always out of reach?
One of the young disciples could no longer hold back. He squatted down, covered his face with his hands, and burst into tears.
The next second, cries rose and fell, becoming one loud and clear sound!
They cried!
They cried like a group of children who had finally found their home!
"Waaaah... Immortal Master... Immortal Master is so... so kind to our Mo family..."
"Am I dreaming...? We... we can really... openly and legitimately study mechanical arts?"
"Our patriarch above! We, the Mohists... have finally awaited this day!"
Their gazes toward Zhang Fan were filled with nothing but longing and gratitude!
Seeing this group of grown men crying like this!
Zhang Fan himself felt a little embarrassed.
He touched his nose and couldn't help but mutter to himself.
Holy crap, am I being a bit too heartless?
Isn't this the kind of 007's good fortune in later generations?
They've completely fooled people!
Thinking of this, he coughed lightly, tentatively trying to salvage the situation, and said:
"Well... the conditions are indeed quite difficult!"
"After all, we need to focus on research. If it were you..."
He hadn't finished speaking!
"It's not tough!"
Mo Feng suddenly pounced and grabbed Zhang Fan's hand.
He was so excited that he was incoherent, shouting with snot and tears streaming down his face:
"Immortal Master! It's not hard work at all!"
"To be able to investigate things openly and honestly, to have food to eat, and a place to sleep... this... this is already an immense blessing!"
"The Immortal Master's righteousness... Mo Feng... even if I were to be shattered to pieces, I could never repay him!!!"
"That's right! The Immortal Master's righteousness is boundless!"
"We are willing to die for our immortal master!"
The Mohist disciples around them nodded in agreement.
The crowd was filled with fervor, wishing they could kowtow to Zhang Fan on the spot.
Even Sumida, who had been silent all along!
At this moment, tears streamed down my face!
He turned abruptly, faced east, and knelt down heavily.
He kowtowed three times to the void!
"Honored Master!"
"The Mohist school... the Mohist school didn't die out in my hands, Mo Tian!"
"The Mohist school... is finally saved!!!"
……
On the city wall.
Looking down at the heart-wrenching scene below, where everyone was crying their eyes out.
Ying Zheng's lips twitched uncontrollably.
He then looked down at Zhang Fan, who looked helpless.
And those grateful Mohist disciples, as if they had gained a tremendous advantage.
I finally couldn't hold back anymore!
He raised his hand and touched his forehead.
He, a great emperor of all time, had only one feeling at this moment—
It's unbearable to look at!
This is fucking unbearable to watch!
He shook his head helplessly, too lazy to look any further, and turned to walk towards the palace.
Fusu, standing to the side, was completely bewildered.
He stared at the absurd scene below!
I feel like my worldview has been refreshed once again.
He followed in Ying Zheng's footsteps, unconsciously muttering to himself:
"Teacher... he really just... recruited a group of top craftsmen for free?"
"Not only do they make them work for free, but they also expect them to be...grateful?"
Fusu felt that there were things he needed to learn!
There seems to be so much more...
……
at the same time!
Bureau 749, the highest command center!
Dead!
A deathly silence so quiet you could hear a pin drop!
Everyone's eyes were fixed on that huge screen!
Through the action camera on Zhang Fan's chest.
Everything happening in western Xianyang is being transmitted back in real time with the highest resolution!
They saw it!
Seeing that group of Mohist disciples, after Zhang Fan's promise, crying like a bunch of 100-pound children!
They were so grateful that they practically wanted to kowtow to Zhang Fan on the spot!
quiet!
A deathly silence lasted for a full three seconds!