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They sobbed in the open space, and Wu Jiong hadn't said the punishment was over, none of them dared to come down.
Wu Jiong went over and asked them, "Is it tiring to carry them?"
Jiang Xing, tears streaming down her face, shouted defiantly, "A An and the others did it voluntarily, we were punished, it's completely different!"
Wu Jiong: "Did they think it was fun to carry people on their backs, or did they only do it because they wanted to eat spicy snacks?"
Jiang Xing pouted and remained silent.
He Feng was still unconvinced. "Even if they wanted to eat spicy strips, it was their own choice."
Wu Jiong: "Did you carry people willingly when I asked you to?"
He Feng: "Of course not, you're the one punishing us!"
Wu Jiong: "You obey my punishments? Why don't you resist?"
He Feng in his dantian and roared, "Because we can't beat you, boohoo--"
Wu Jiong: "Your lack of resistance means you're acting voluntarily."
He Feng: "Chieftain, that's a fallacy!"
Wu Jiong: "Alright, let's get down to business. Besides the fact that you can't beat me, it's also because the adults in your families tell you to obey me and not to disobey, but you're not happy about it when you're actually told to do things behind people's backs."
The little ones fell silent.
Wu Jiong: "There are many ways to make someone appear to be doing it voluntarily. Just like your friends, they don't really want to be exhausted and carry you around everywhere; they just want to eat spicy snacks and have no choice—in short, you're bullying them."
Jiang Xing: "Chieftain, are you bullying us?"
Wu Jiong: "Strictly speaking, yes, I'm lecturing you."
The little ones pouted again.
Wu Jiong: "Because you are too weak, you can't resist even if you want to. If you were strong enough, you wouldn't need me to teach you a lesson."
The little ones clenched their fists.
Wu Jiong added, "If you are strong enough, I still want to teach you a lesson, and we might end up fighting. So I won't teach you a lesson easily."
The little ones. "Yes!"
Wu Jiong: "So, if one side is dissatisfied, it's easy for a fight to break out. If your friends are dissatisfied, they're also likely to fight you, and both sides may get injured, and there's even a possibility of death."
He Feng was quite clear-headed. "Chieftain, you're exaggerating. Even if we fight, no one will be seriously injured, much less killed."
Wu Jiong: "That's right. That's how it is now, but what if we fight again when you're all grown up?"
Jian Mo listened in and felt that Wu Jiong's teaching style was quite characteristic of orcs and sub-orcs, and he explained things quite clearly.
He had previously considered implementing moral education, but now it seems that this kind of education based on interests is more in line with the local characteristics.
Instead of telling kids why certain things are immoral, it's better to tell them what the consequences of certain actions are and why they shouldn't do them.
The little ones may be young, but they're not stupid; they can still listen.
That evening, Jian Mo hugged Wu Jiong's arm and said to him face to face, "I've noticed that you don't talk much usually, but if you really want to, it's not that you can't say something."
Wu Jiong: "It's troublesome to talk. Qing Kuo isn't here today. If Qing Kuo to them."
Jian Mo: "Why not let De Jiang speak?"
Wu Jiong frowned. "De Jiang is even less talkative; he'll probably just give the brats a beating and punish them until they never dare to do it again."
Jian Mo chuckled; this was indeed De Jiang's style. "That Qing Kuo?"
Wu Jiong: "Qing Kuo, could you try to persuade them and reason with them?"
After a pause, Wu Jiong continued, "Qing Kuo's reasoning is better than mine, and yours is better too. I thought you'd be more articulate today—"
Jian Mo: "I was going to say something, but then I heard you were explaining it very well, so I didn't interrupt."
Jian Mo's eyes sparkled. "The little ones can understand what you're saying and they're convinced. I think you explain it better than I do."
Wu Jiong was a little embarrassed, so he kissed Jian Mo: "You spoke very well too."
The children of the Riverside Tribe bullied the children of another tribe, so the people of the Riverside Tribe made the children apologize.
In class, the relevant content was also introduced.
There is no well-developed theoretical system here; everyone judges things based on simple emotions.
Because the relevant content was introduced in class, everyone started discussing philosophical concepts.
Jian Mo listened and couldn't help but write down the relevant information.
Although everyone was using only everyday language, the brilliance of this civilization was so dazzling that perhaps one day it will become part of historical records.
The kids' lessons are becoming increasingly rich in content, Jian Mo clearly feel their progress. Even the adults are different from before.
The classroom was more useful than he had imagined.
He couldn't resist combining what he had overheard and started compiling a real textbook at home—even though he wasn't good at it, he could still give it a try.
While Jian Mo was busy, Ji Xun, accompanied by a tall, unfamiliar orc, came to the Riverside Tribe to find him.
When Jian Mo saw Ji Xun, she breathed a sigh of relief, "If you hadn't come to find me, I would have come looking for you myself."
Ji Xun: "They will come. Even if they don't, they will send someone to give you a message."
Jian Mo glanced at the unfamiliar orc, then turned to Ji Xun and asked with concern, "How have you been lately? Is it convenient for you to have a check-up alone?"
Ji Xun smiled and said, "Thank you for your trouble."
Jian Mo: "You're welcome. Let's go to the small clinic for a checkup."
Jian Mo examined Ji Xun, mainly to distract the unfamiliar orc and ask, "Who is that—"
Ji Xun's expression remained very calm. "The father of the child in my belly."
Jian Mo: "Which tribe of orcs are you from? I don't think I've seen them before?"
Ji Xun: "He's a wandering beastman, from outside."
Jian Mo: "No wonder. Lie down, let me listen to your stomach."