I Haven't Had Time to Send You a Chinese Teacher Yet

At this moment, Lu Fei's sister calmly said, "Although Professor Nan's major is not directly related to our studies, he is still a university Professor Nan with rich teaching experience. Furthermore, we don't need to explain the Analects in depth to these primitive people; we only need to get them to recite the Analects during the summer vacation. If we all work together, we still have a chance to achieve our goal."

I don't know what Lu Fei's profession is, but she always manages to remain calm and think of ways to break through the predicament in critical moments.

"The young lady is absolutely right; that's what I was thinking too." Professor Nan Tianxing nodded silently.

He is, after all, a professor, and teaching people to read is no problem at all. Coupled with his rich teaching experience, he is confident that he can explain the knowledge in the classroom in a clear, concise, and easy-to-understand way!

However, there is still a problem.

Professor Nan Tianxing cleared his throat lightly. "One last question. Does anyone among us know the Analects? Because that man in the black trench coat didn't seem to have left us any the Analects materials."

Was that man in the black trench coat trying to get them to recite the entire Analects of the Analects to teach these primitive people?

After Professor Nan finished speaking, the passengers couldn't help but turn their attention to a few young people— Gao Moumou and his girlfriend Mei Yi, Lu Fei Tubo, Zhuge Yue, Zhuge Zhongyang, and Ji Shuangxue.

These young people look like they're in high school or college.

Gao Moumou shrugged. "My major is Mechanical Design and Manufacturing, so I'm afraid I can't help you."

Mei Yi replied timidly, "We're both in the Mechanical Design and Manufacturing Department."

Tubo smiled wryly, "Mechanical Design and Manufacturing Department +2."

Lu Fei maintained the formation: "Mechanical Design and Manufacturing Department +3".

"Don't look at me, my major isn't related to this either. I'm a journalism and media major." Zhuge Yue blinked.

Zhuge Zhongyang smoothed his hair. "I graduated from high school."

"Isn't there a single Chinese literature major among them?" The passengers couldn't help but smile wryly.

A whole plane full of people, and not a single one of them could recite the Analects of the Analects. It's unbelievable!

"By the way, is there a signal here? Want to check some information online?" A passenger took out his phone and fiddled with it for a bit.

However, his phone wasn't one of the heavily modified ones like the Venerable White's, nor was it a specially customized model like the Manor Lord Seven Lives Talisman's. On this isolated island in the Pacific Ocean, there was no signal whatsoever.

A bitter smile involuntarily appeared on people's faces.

"So, the first thing we need to solve now is the problem of textbooks for the Analects," the old professor said, rubbing his temples.

At this moment, Tubo spoke up, "Perhaps we can try negotiating with that man in the black trench coat. He doesn't seem like the kind of person who can't be communicated with. Even if you want us to teach the savages the Analects, at least give us the textbooks! You can't cook without rice."

"That makes sense." Professor Nan nodded, then slowly said, "But who's going to ask for the textbooks?"

The man in the black trench coat didn't seem like someone easy to talk to. When he had a stern face, he exuded an aura of authority that made people feel extremely pressured.

Tubo took a deep breath, preparing to muster the courage to accept the task of asking for the textbook—after all, he still needed to ask the man in the black trench coat about Song Shuhang. All the passengers on the plane were there, except for Song Shuhang, Tubo felt uneasy.

"I'll go!" At that moment, a hand landed on Tubo's shoulder; it was Zhuge Zhongyang.

Zhuge Zhongyang smoothed his hair and smiled, "Leave the task of asking that man in the black trench coat for the Analects to me. I often deal with old men with stern faces, so I have some experience dealing with this kind of authoritative person. Also... Tubo, you guys came to Eastern Sea Vacation Island because I invited you. Now that the plane has crashed and Song Shuhang is missing, as the one who invited you, I must give you an explanation."

Although Zhuge Zhongyang is a terrible friend, he still has a lot of manly spirit and can be relied on when it matters.

"Let's go together." At this moment, Gao Moumou stood up and said, "Otherwise, with your mouth, you might ruin everything. Besides, Song Shuhang is our good friend, and I want to know his news as soon as possible. So, I'll go with you."

"We'll join you too." Lu Fei, her sister, Joseph, and his daughter Ji Shuangxue all stood up.

"Then let's all go together," Tubo laughed.

As they spoke, the old professor stood up as well. "I'll clear the way for you... With this ruler here, the island's inhabitants won't make things difficult for us."

So, the group of people headed in a long procession toward the place where the man in the black trench coat had left.

With the old professor's ruler clearing the way, not a single one of the island's natives came out to stop them.

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Manor Lord Seven Lives Talisman's Residence

Using his specially designed computer equipment, he connected to the internet and logged into the 'Nine Provinces Number One Group'.

The last chat log in the group was from half a day ago.

It was the Medicine Master was buying up enemy cultivators of 'Second-Grade or Third-Grade' or higher in the group, intending to use them as experimental subjects for 'restoring the memories of the Mysterious Island '.

Then, fellow Daoists such as Su Clan’s Seven and Venerable White replied that they would lend a helping hand.

The message ended with a message from Venerable White said that he had recently obtained a clue about the headquarters of the 'Limitless Demon Sect' and looked forward to cooperating with the Heavenly River Su Clan.

This was followed by Su Clan’s Seven's bright smile in reply.

Meanwhile, Fellow A-Qi stated that the Heavenly River Su Clan is ready at any time, just waiting for Venerable White's word to set out—adventuring with Venerable White will definitely result in a fruitful return, although there will always be some unexpected events along the way. But compared to the final gains, the unexpected events along the way can be completely ignored.

Then Master Profound Principle responded with a thumbs-up and a small picture of a Buddhist temple—the master meant he wanted to cooperate. World's End Wandering Temple was also ready, just waiting for Venerable White's order to launch a raid on the 'Limitless Demon Sect'. Even for monks, cultivation consumes a lot of resources. Although monks should be compassionate, compassion cannot be used as a cultivation resource...

Not only the master, but also seven or eight other fellow Daoists, including Northern River's Loose Cultivator, Mad Saber Three Waves, and Snow Wolf Cave Master, expressed great interest in the headquarters of the Limitless Demon Sect.

No one would refuse the chance to follow behind the Venerable White and pick up treasures.

The Manor Lord Seven Lives Talisman is now online.

"Greetings, everyone!" said the Manor Lord Seven Lives Talisman. "Senior White, if you are going to the Limitless Demon Sect, please take me with you!"

After saying that, he added, "Drunken Star Scholar, thank you for sending a Chinese language teacher, and the teacher you sent is even a university professor! I will never forget your kindness! PS: Layman, didn't you also send a large group of other members along with you? Are they there to assist with the teaching?"

After the Manor Lord Seven Lives Talisman sent out this message... the @target message failed to load.

Mad Saber Three Waves laughed and said, "Fool Seven Lives Talisman, you've tagged the wrong person. Let me help you, @Drunken Turtle Hermit!"

However, it's clear that this chat username is also incorrect.

A moment later, Mad Saber Three Waves, "Huh? Not Drunken Turtle Hermit? Then it's @Drunken King Hermit? @Drunken Eight Hermit! @Drunken Lay Buddhist Drunk Sun! @Drunken Star Scholar! @Drunken Ghost Hermit..."

Three Waves tagged a lot of names in one go -- but none of them were correct.

"..." Northern River's Loose Cultivator chimed in. "You all calm down, I'll do it Bright Moon, When Will You Be?"

Soon, the name started to resonate.

Northern River's Loose Cultivator said smugly, "This is the new name of Lay Buddhist Drunk Sun in the 'Nine Provinces Number One Group'. I wrote down his Daoist name and new online name on a note and stuck it next to my computer to prevent me from forgetting. With this note, even if Lay Buddhist Drunk Sun hasn't reached the Eighth-Grade Profound Sage yet, I can still remember him."

Manor Lord Seven Lives Talisman: "I kneel before the earnest Northern River!"

Northern River's Loose Cultivator gave a smug smile.

Soon, the phrase "Bright Moon, When Will You Be?" appeared.

"Thank you, Northern River Beihe, for writing down my Daoist name and online name in your notebook." [Bright Moon, When Will You Be?] exclaimed, "Also, I'd like to tell you that I am not the Lay Buddhist Drunk Sun, but the Drunk Moon. The Moon as in the moon!"

Northern River's Loose Cultivator: "..."

"And Fellow Three Waves Sanlang, those names like Drunken Turtle, Drunken King, Drunken Eight, and Drunken Ghost—you did it on purpose, didn't you? It was intentional, wasn't it?!" Bright Moon, When Will You Be sent a cold laugh emoji, "In a few days, I'll be going to Central China. Remember, Three Waves, your cave dwelling is currently in Central China, isn't it? Hehehe."

Mad Saber Three Waves froze instantly—what had he done wrong again? But he was just earnestly helping Seven Lives Talisman Fu!

At this moment, the Manor Lord Seven Lives Talisman spoke again, "Bright Moon, When Will You Be Jishi You, thank you for sending me the 'Chinese Literature Professor' and a group of teaching assistants. I didn't expect you to be so efficient, sending me a Chinese language teacher so quickly."

Bright Moon, When Will You Be? (Drunk Moon Hermit): "..."

When did he ever send a 'Chinese language teacher' to Seven Lives Talisman? Although he sent invitations to many Chinese language teachers and faculty members, no teacher or professor has replied to him yet.

"First of all, congratulations to Seven Lives Talisman Fu for finding a suitable 'Chinese language teacher'," Bright Moon, When Will You Be replied. "Also... I haven't had time to pack up and send you a Chinese language teacher yet. In other words, the university professor on your island wasn't sent by me."

"???" The Manor Lord Seven Lives Talisman's eyes widened.

Wasn't this language teacher sent by fellow Daoist 'Drunk Sun'?

Could it be that one of the fellow cultivators in the group, secretly offering help, sent him here?

Indeed, the 'Nine Provinces Number One Group' is a heartwarming group for cultivators to connect.

But who exactly is this fellow Daoist who quietly offered their help?

Just as the Manor Lord Seven Lives Talisman was pondering, footsteps sounded outside his residence.

Gao Moumou, Tubo, Professor Nan came outside, intending to ask him for a copy of the Analects and also to inquire about Song Shuhang's location.