Roland remembered a half-joking saying from his previous life: "At the end of the universe, there's someone selling courses."
At its heart, the saying reflected the anxiety of facing problems and the desperate urge to find solutions.
In the process of understanding and reshaping nature, people inevitably encountered countless obstacles and difficulties.
Many struggled with inadequate knowledge and practical skills, leaving them helpless, lost, and bewildered.
Regardless of education, gender, age, country, or ethnicity...
Their biological instincts naturally drove them to seek shortcuts and quick solutions.
People needed great mentors, exalted deities, and old sages who handed them cheat abilities.
Those figures gave them methodologies, and people offered up their submission, their money, and even... their souls!
So the easiest things to sell in this world fell into just two categories.
One was a cure-all; the other was a remedy for regret.
The skill of a course seller lay in whether they could package their course as a cure-all-a methodology that genuinely solved problems.
If you solved the problem, it was thanks to my guidance. If you didn't, it was because you were stupid.
Don't believe me? I can post my students' results for you to see. (Laughs.)
Why could other people do it when you couldn't?
That proved the problem wasn't with my course, but with you.
You needed to buy more courses for a stronger dose!
Why did the mages from all those academies, schools, and Mage Towers want to attend his lessons?
Wasn't it because, although his papers contained plenty of information, it was unprocessed? Like a vast corpus without manual annotation, it lacked the careful design and orderly structure of a finished textbook.
What he was doing now was extracting an orderly corpus and training the models in their minds.
That was called prescribing the right