Chapter 78: Is it Too Late to Regret Now?

Sasrir quietly listened to Lynn's plan. He clearly understood what Lynn intended to do and showed a thoughtful expression. After a few seconds, he said, "This will be a very strenuous task. Are you sure you want to take on this responsibility?"

As an avatar of the God, Sasrir naturally understood the importance of education, especially in a world where anyone wanting to step into the Beyonder realm must have a basic understanding of it.

It could be said that if the future divine kingdom wants to have enough Beyonders, besides having enough Beyonder characteristics, corresponding education must also be provided. Otherwise, even if you make those who know nothing about the Beyonder world take the potion and become Beyonders, they are likely to lose control and become monsters due to a lack of knowledge.

The knowledge in this world is dangerous, yet it is also essential. Some knowledge should not be grasped by ordinary Beyonders, but some knowledge is crucial for ordinary Beyonders to survive.

"Although I would love to be lazy, my goal is to become a Hermit. I must strive to act the part!" Lynn shrugged, being quite honest.

If it weren't for the sake of acting, having usable subordinates and followers, he certainly wouldn't do this kind of thing. But there's no choice; he needs to advance!

"So, can I do it?" Lynn asked Sasrir with anticipation.

"I need to seek the Lord's opinion. This concerns the entire divine kingdom," Sasrir said after a few seconds of silence.

"Oh..." Lynn was a bit disappointed but not surprised.

"Don't worry, the Lord is unlikely to refuse. However, to prevent errors in your work, I will probably assist you," Sasrir added, seeing Lynn's disappointed expression.

I understand, to prevent me from misleading the next generation of the divine kingdom, someone has to watch over me!

Lynn was not surprised and said, "Then hurry and ask."

"The Lord is not in the divine kingdom right now and probably won't return for a few months," Sasrir said with a helpless smile.

"In the meantime, you can recruit some good talents. After all, the entire divine kingdom's education isn't something you can handle alone. Even establishing a prototype isn't easy. You know the situation in the divine kingdom; although there are still some Beyonders, not many can teach others."

"Just the task of making everyone literate is a massive project, which you will probably need to complete."

In an instant, Lynn's mind flashed through the divine kingdom's population and the number of teachers needed. Even though he had considered this issue before, he couldn't help but gulp.

He blinked and asked Sasrir, "Is it too late to regret now?"

Sasrir looked at him and smiled without speaking.

"Alright, I guess it's too late," Lynn nodded, unsurprised. He then looked at Medici beside him and said, "Red, have you finished your work?"

"Get lost!" Medici didn't even lift his head, clearly anticipating Lynn's intentions.

"Don't be so heartless, I only have you as my brother. If you don't help me, I might die from overwork," Lynn chose to appeal emotionally first.

"If I help you, I will die from overwork first," Medici finally looked up at Lynn and said angrily, "Do you have any sense of what you're saying?"

"But that way, I won't die from overwork!" Lynn said confidently.

Medici: ...

Damn!

"Lynn Sotos! Do you even hear yourself?" Medici put down his file, looked at Lynn, and gritted his teeth.

"Alright, just kidding. Red, if you really die from overwork, I would feel bad!" Lynn chose to back off without hesitation. Not because he couldn't beat Red, but because he still needed Red as a tool in the future, so he had to appease him a bit.

"Hmph!" Medici, seeing through Lynn's malicious intent, chose to sneer.

"Alright, you handle the paperwork. I'll go check on the temporary settlement area and see if there are any good candidates for the Crimson of War Legion. See you later," Lynn didn't mind Medici's attitude, waved, and left Sasrir's study.

"This guy..." Medici pouted at Lynn's departing back, then heard Sasrir's gentle voice:

"Go ahead. You also need to form the Crimson of War Legion. Leave the remaining work to me."

"...I'm off." Medici glanced at Sasrir, put down his file, and quickly caught up with Lynn.

"Hey, Red, didn't you say you wouldn't come?"

"This Lord is checking on the formation of the Crimson of War Legion, not helping someone."

"Is there a possibility that the formation of the Secret Eye could also help you form the Crimson of War Legion? After all, our Lord Medici is good at training soldiers, but he can't personally teach your soldiers the common sense of the Beyonder world, right? You don't have the talent for being a teacher."

"That's still better than someone who doesn't even want to do his job and just wants to push it onto others."

"My rest is to prevent burnout. I finish all my tasks. I just understand the concept of resting when needed..."

"Your so-called rest is making others work more?"

The two argued back and forth as they disappeared around the corridor corner, with Sasrir watching them.

...

"Although Red isn't a good teacher, I have no experience being one either! I should find a way to learn how to teach before officially forming the Eye of Secrets."

As Lynn, who was multitasking, switched his main consciousness back to his primary self, his mind was still on the matter of the Eye of Secrets.

Lynn indeed had no experience as a teacher and not much as a student either.

But Lynn believed in one thing: you can learn what you don't know. He might not be good at this, but he could ask professionals and replicate their expertise into the Second Epoch, right?

If all else fails, there's still Sasrir to rely on. With this dependable guardian, Lynn wasn't too worried about misleading students in the future.

Sasrir: ...

Thanks for the invite. I already foresee my future demise.

"Right, there's also the matter of Beyonder education materials. Although Sasrir has many books to read, they aren't systematic." Lynn suddenly realized a crucial problem.

To teach, he needed textbooks first!

(End of the chapter)