"Teacher Zhou, why are we eating here?"
Listening to the discussions around her, Ning Rongrong learned that Zhou Qing usually ate at the Public Canteen. The people here had seen him often, so while they were enthusiastic, they were nowhere near as fanatical as those elsewhere. They would not pack the corridors so tightly the moment he appeared.
Logically, the bigger the figure, the less likely ordinary people beneath them were to see them. Yet Zhou Qing seemed to be different.
Tang San, Wang Sheng, Romantina, and the others seemed much the same.
Among other major powers, this was almost impossible—the strong always needed to maintain an air of mystery. For example, her father, Bone Grandpa, and Sword Grandpa rarely appeared among ordinary people.
Ning Rongrong naturally knew quite a bit about the Red Assembly's ideals, but even if it was for everyone to live a better life, was there really any need to constantly mingle with ordinary people?
Wasn't that far too beneath them?
After understanding Ning Rongrong's thoughts, Zhou Qing did not get angry. He merely smiled and said, "The Dao is in Shit and Urine!"
"Cultivation and developing a power are actually based on the same principle. Both involve growing through the process of building a system. Since these principles are still somewhat distant from you, I will not go into detail. Let me put it simply.
Water flows downward because of Gravity.
Clouds drift through the sky because of air currents.
These are all objectively existing rules, as well as the laws governing the operation, transformation, and cycle of Heaven and Earth Energy. That is what makes Soul Masters' Soul Skills so diverse.
But ultimately, observing the phenomena presented by these basic rules and laws, then finding the patterns within them, is the foundation of all