Chapter 21

Du Mingna's thoughts had taken several turns.

 He didn't show anything on his face.

 He asked Tait and Judd to sit down and started his teaching for the day.

 Dora had a good memory.

 She had basically remembered all the words Du Mingna taught her last night.

 Du Mingna took out the new writing board he made today and started teaching again.

 The words on the writing board were large, so as long as the writing board was stood up, the students next to the table could see clearly.

 Du Mingna took out a ruler.

 Not to hit people, but to point to the words on the writing board.

 He pointed to a word, read it himself, and then listened to the three students read along.

 Dora, Judd, and Tait each had their own unique voice, but mixed together, they formed a strange harmony.

 After teaching the words related to numbers, Du Mingna took out the writing board again and let the three of them practice writing.

 He picked up the wooden board again and continued to carve other words.

 Tait and Judd should also learn to write their own names.

 For each additional student, that student should prioritize learning how to write their own name.

 Teaching one is teaching, teaching several is also teaching...

 Thinking like this, Du Mingna carved the names of his current fixed students on a new wooden board in order of enrollment.

 There were still some spaces left on the board, and Du Mingna did not carve any more, leaving them for new students to enroll.

 The system reminded him once again that the completion rate of the main task's second phase exceeded 100%, and he could submit the task.

 But Du Mingna still hoped to fill the completion rate of the task.

 He could only accept up to 8 fixed students, and with two more, he would have enough.

 However, Du Mingna set a deadline for himself.

 If there were no new fixed students joining after tonight's class, he would submit the task.

 Submitting the task before the deadline also earned a bonus.

 Du Mingna put down the wooden board, put away the short knife, and got up to check the three students' writing.

 Dora held a small stick and wrote on the writing board with care.

 She wrote very seriously, and the characters on the sand showed a bit of elegance in her innocence.

 Tait was also very serious.

 Du Mingna wondered if Tait's talent as a craftsman could provide a boost to his writing, as how else could Tait write so neatly that the characters looked like the printed font Du Mingna had seen in his past life? However, Tait wrote too slowly; he wrote one word while Dora could write two.

 As for Judd...

 Du Mingna glanced at him, and his eyebrows uncontrollably twitched.

 Du Mingna suspiciously looked at the literacy board he had carved.

 Yes, the words he carved were neat and clear.

 But what on earth was Judd writing on the writing board! Du Mingna suspected that Judd was just randomly scribbling with the stick on the writing board, and the lines he drew might look better.

 Also, Judd's writing made too much noise.

 Du Mingna had been focused on carving the literacy board and hadn't heard the harsh sound of the stick scraping against the clay board under the writing board.

 It was almost as bad as nails on a chalkboard.

 Du Mingna's eyebrows twitched even more.

 It was really hard for Dora and Tait to concentrate on writing in such noise.

 Du Mingna looked at Judd, then looked at him again.

 Judd, who had been competing with the stick and writing board, suddenly looked up, staring at Du Mingna.

 His eyes were frightening, like a starving wild beast that had finally found its prey and was determined to hunt it down at all costs.

 Bloodthirsty, brutal, and dangerously restrained.

 Du Mingna was startled.

 He was almost scared by Judd's eyes.

 They were nothing like the eyes a child should have.

 Du Mingna suddenly remembered a wild hunter he had seen in his previous life.

 Judd's eyes were exactly the same as that wild hunter's.

 But that wild hunter had wandered alone in the wilderness for a long time, hunting all kinds of beasts and even monsters.

 Who knew how many life-threatening experiences he had had! Click.

 Something made a sound.

 Du Mingna followed the sound and saw Jia De accidentally break the wooden stick in his hand.

 This incident made the atmosphere between Du Mingna and Jia De somewhat normal.

 Jia De, looking down at the broken end of the stick, no longer showed that icy, bloodthirsty expression.

 He once again appeared stiff and awkward.

 "B-broken.

" His voice was still dry and unpleasant, but with a hint of imperceptible self-blame.

 Du Mingna comforted softly, "It's okay, we'll just get another one.

" "A-another one?" Jia De looked at the broken stick in his hand.

 Du Mingna had already prepared other small sticks.

 But as he handed it to Jia De, Du Mingna suddenly froze.

 He realized he was wrong.

 Jia De's talent should not lie in cultural studies.

 At least not in writing.

 Dora and Tait wrote very seriously, and their writing could be considered good among beginners.

 But what Jia De wrote was like gibberish.

 And the noise Jia De made while writing...

 even if Jia De didn't hate writing, hearing that noise repeatedly would probably be annoying, right? Looking at Jia De, Du Mingna didn't think Jia De enjoyed continuing to write.

 It was more like Jia De was enduring sitting here because of Tait's face, accepting the small sticks Du Mingna handed over to learn writing.

 While Du Mingna was contemplating, Jia De had already pulled the small stick from Du Mingna's hand.

 Fortunately, Du Mingna didn't exert much force, so Jia De easily did it without alerting Du Mingna.

 But soon, the harsh, nails-on-a-chalkboard sound rang out again.

 This sound forced Du Mingna to make a decision quickly.

 "Jia De.

" Du Mingna called out, and Jia De immediately stopped, looking up at Du Mingna, waiting for the next instruction.

 "I'll teach you something else.

" Du Mingna focused and quickly said, "Now, put down your writing board and stick, and come with me.

" Dora and Tait both looked at Du Mingna.

 They were clearly interested in what Du Mingna was saying, but since Du Mingna only mentioned teaching Jia De, they didn't dare to ask.

 Du Mingna didn't plan to teach them these things for now.

 Tait definitely wouldn't have the chance to learn, maybe when Du Mingna obtained more from the system and delved deeper into the cultivation system of this world, he would know how to teach adults, but not now.

 As for Dora, she was younger and could focus on learning cultural knowledge.

 Du Mingna intended to introduce her to some basic knowledge before enlightening her.

 He asked Jia De, who had put down his things, to stand up and come over.

 Then he asked Dora and Tait if they remembered any number-related words, pointing to a few words and asking them.

 Once he confirmed they could answer, he left them with homework to continue practicing writing.

 He also briefly taught them the student name recognition board he had prepared.

 This was easier to teach.

 His regular students remembered the order they came in, and the spacing between the words Du Mingna wrote was clear, so Dora and Tait quickly memorized them.

 If they were to pull out a single word from the recognition board, they might not be able to recognize it, but in this setup, they couldn't make mistakes.

 While Du Mingna taught them, Jia De listened attentively but remained silent.

 Du Mingna secretly noted Jia De's expressions and reactions.

 Then he took the hourglass and led Jia De into the teacher's office.

 In addition to the prepared desks and chairs, there were several ready-made writing boards and the wooden board Du Mingna had prepared for carving today.

 There was only one chair.

 Du Mingna thought for a moment and felt he needed to get another straw mattress.

 But for now, he asked Jia De to sit on the chair.

 Jia De looked at him steadily, unmoving.

 Du Mingna frowned slightly.

 He lowered his voice.

 "Jade, I'm going to teach you how to perceive the outside world while sitting in a moment.

 If you learn it, your combat power can be greatly improved.

 It's more convenient for me to teach you when you're sitting in a chair.

" Jade was always younger than him.

 Sitting directly on the ground is too cold and can cause discomfort.

 Discomfort makes it difficult for people to get into a state.

 So Du Mingna wanted Jade to sit in a chair.

 Jade blinked this time.

 "You are the teacher.

" Du Mingna realized.

 Is Jade respecting himself? He couldn't help but look at Jade's student file again.

 Pretty good, intimacy is still 0, no progress.

 He couldn't help but lightly tap his forehead with his finger, and then tried his best to make his smile more friendly.

 "It's okay, you sit first, I'll go out and get another chair...

" Du Mingna didn't finish his sentence, and Jade was already next to the long table in the living room.

 Du Mingna's pupils contracted suddenly.

 Such a fast speed! In his previous life, he could participate in the 100-meter sprint and even win a prize, right? Jade brought the chair in.

 Limited by his age, his height was limited, and moving the chair seemed clumsy.

 But Du Mingna could see that he moved it effortlessly, not strenuously.

 Soon, the chair was placed in front of Du Mingna.

 Jade stepped back a bit, looking up at Du Mingna.

 "Then sit down, let's start the lesson.

" Du Mingna said, adjusting the chair's position.

 The chair wasn't very big, and it wasn't very comfortable for Du Mingna to sit on it.

 But his body had accumulated too much meditation experience, so he could easily assume a cross-legged posture.

 Considering that Jade had never learned to sit cross-legged, Du Mingna prepared to start with a simpler posture.

 This posture only required the soles of the feet to touch each other, and the hands to grab the backs of the feet, keeping the spine straight.

 Jade learned quickly.

 The chair wasn't big, so when sitting like this, both knees would stick out of the chair, but as long as he didn't move around, he could sit steadily.

 Du Mingna then asked Jade to close his eyes.

 What he was going to teach Jade now was to perceive the elements around him.

 Whether trying to awaken as a mage mastering magic or as a knight mastering qi, the first step was to perceive the elements.

 This was also a key factor in determining whether a person had talent for cultivation.

 At least, according to the rules of cultivation in this world, this was the first key.

 Du Mingna could only teach Jade based on the general basic knowledge he had learned.

 He spoke softly to the closed-eyed Jade.

 At this moment, his tone and intonation were unusually different.

 This belonged to the category of "guidance technique.

" He could guide Jade to perceive the elements better by controlling his speech.

 "Jade, remember, keep your eyes tightly closed.

 Only when I tell you to open your eyes, you can open them.

 "You still keep your eyes closed, but you can imagine what's around you.

 Even if you keep your eyes closed, you still feel like you see the objects in front of you.

 "You can also see me sitting in front of you.

 "Maybe what you see is just a dark mass, with colors slightly different from the surroundings, but believe me, that's what you see.

 "So, when you see it, tell me, okay?"