Translator: Lordbluefire
As Sun Mo gave his answer, the countdown timer stopped. However, there was no other reaction. The screen didnât show whether he was correct or wrong.
âWhich answer did you choose?â
Headmaster Songâs expression was filled with anxiousness.
âIndependent Evolution!â
Sun Mo could see a red and green button on the control platform. They represented two different answers. Sun Mo had chosen to press the red button.
âWhy?â
Headmaster Song frowned.
âThereâs no why. This is what I think!â
Sun Mo spread his hands open.
âYouâ¦â
Headmaster Song felt a toothache. (Are geniuses so hard to grasp nowadays? What do you mean by this is what you think? Your answer concerns the life of tens of millions of people. Canât you be more cautious?)
âThere has to be a reason, right? In truth, I actually felt that the answer âGuiding Humanityâ should be more suitable!â
Headmaster Song argued. âIn this world, the vast majority are ordinary people. They spend their lives drifting with the waves and going with the flow. Even if they want to strive for the better and fight, they would only do so for a few years or even just for a few months!
âHowever, elites and Wisemen are different. They can be so outstanding because their intellect and effort surpass ordinary people. Only such people can guide others toward a more correct path.â
âSo?â
Sun Mo counter-asked.
âSo you should have chosen this answer!â
Headmaster Song explained. âYou donât believe me? Look at the different dynasties of history. If thereâs a brilliant emperor, wouldnât the country become stronger? Wouldnât the lives of the people be better?â
âWhy didnât you choose it then?â
Sun Moâs casual question stumped Headmaster Song into speechlessness.
Just like the saying, the more you know, the less you know.
In the eyes of Headmaster Song, this wasnât just a simple choice question. Instead, it was a choice that included your life views and values.
Headmaster Song needed to balance the two choices carefully. It was basically impossible to understand them fully, let alone make a decision within one minute.
Oh right, there was another prerequisite. If the answerer answered wrongly, the Black-White Star Disk would be like the most terrifying nuclear bomb. It would explode and blow everything up. One must know that there were still Headmaster Songâs family, colleagues, and students in the Black-White Academy.
So back then, Headmaster Song had chosen to give up on answering the question.
He had chosen to escape!
âThis question is too âheavyâ!â
Headmaster Song had a dispirited expression. He should have answered the question instead of letting an impetuous young fellow like Sun Mo do it.
âHeadmaster Song, I feel that in this world, thereâs no perfect system. We have to judge from the external circumstances of each country to determine what sort of system is needed.
âNaturally, I donât know about these things, hence, I decided to choose cleanly. This is because I feel that the talk of systems is too lofty for humanity. What we can do is to live our lives meaningfully and that will already be enough.
âThe heavens are fair. Each person has 24 hours, but how each person uses that time would depend on themselves! I feel that only talent and time cannot be wasted. If not, when you are one foot in the grave, you will surely regret it.â
Headmaster Song started. Sun Moâs explanation opened up a brand new horizon for him.
Actually, Headmaster Song couldnât manage to think of this because he was a Saint and the headmaster of a school. He was an imparter of knowledge. For people like him, they would no longer ponder about the gains and losses of an individual. Instead, they were thinking about gains and losses from the perspective of the country or the whole world!
To give an example, attacking a country would cause the death of 100 soldiers. But the country would be able to gain a new piece of land. Under this limited condition, it could be said that almost all kings would choose to attack.
In fact, they might even feel that it was extremely profitable to exchange the lives of 100 soldiers for a vast piece of land.
âSun-laoshi, Iâve benefited from your teachings!â
Headmaster Song bowed.
Sun Mo jumped in fright and hurriedly dodged to the side. âI donât dare to accept this bow!â
After that, Sun Mo felt some heartache.
If a Saint bowed to him in the Nine Provinces and called him âlaoshiâ, how many favorable impression points would he be able to earn?
What a waste!
âHeadmaster Song, I feel that it isnât important what answers we choose for this question!â
Sun Mo spoke of his thought process.
âWhat do you mean?â
Headmaster Song was puzzled.
âFor a civilization that can create such a game, do you feel that their system or knowledge would stop at this type of question? I feel that maybe, the condition of clearing is within the time limit of âone minuteâ!â
Sun Mo deduced.
Headmaster Song was astonished. This sentence caused him to be psychologically impacted. Just when he was planning to question Sun Mo in detail on his thoughts, a mechanical voice suddenly sounded out.
âPlayer Sun Mo, congratulations on clearing the game and regaining your freedom. You have also become the new owner of the game.â
This was the GM of the game.
âYou can leave this game at any time!â
At the same time, many streams of information appeared in Sun Moâs mind, causing him to almost be overloaded to death.
âWhat is the answer to the last question?â
Sun Mo was very curious.
âAs long as you make your choice within 30 seconds, you will pass no matter which answers you pick!â
The GM replied.
âWhy?â
Upon hearing this answer, Headmaster Songâs forehead seeped out large amounts of sweat and he felt a lingering fear. (What a scam!)
A minuteâs worth of thinking was already very little. No one would have expected that the correct answer was to make a decision within 30 seconds.
Headmaster Song was sure that everyone would surely ponder until the very last second before making a choice.
ââ¦â
Sun Mo felt that this game was as scammy as the great teacher system. The designer must truly love playing pranks.
âWhat is the meaning behind every level?â
Headmaster Song sincerely sought advice.
âThe new owner of the game Sun Mo, can you give the answer?â
The GM asked.
âThe first game: Ancient era, exploring the meaning of survival. Only by living would there be a future.â
âThe second game: Historical era, probing righteousness. What is a person defending by being alive?â
âThe third game: Discussing the existence of power. It doesnât only refer to guns or fists. It includes money and technologyâ¦â
âThe fourth game: Exploring the fundamentals of life. What is the root of humans? The body? Soul? Or consciousness?â
âThe fifth game: It should be about exploring the future?â
Sun Mo spoke frankly with assurance. He didnât idle when he had free time. He had spent a long time pondering the meaning of these games.
âThe answers are correct!â
The GM praised and there was even a sound effect for applause.
Headmaster Song was shocked. After that, he felt deep regret. (Why isnât such an outstanding student a child of my Black-White Academy?)
âDo you have any interest in teaching in the Black-White Academy?â
After Headmaster Song finished speaking, he hurriedly changed his words. âHow about becoming a vice headmaster here?â
If Sun Mo was just a teacher, that would be too much of a waste of his talent.
Moreover, Headmaster Song planned to inspect Sun Mo for some time. If he was suitable, he didnât mind letting Sun Mo take over the position of headmaster.
âSorry!â Sun Mo rejected. âSpeaking of which, shouldnât we hurry up and head back to the Nine Provinces?â
âOh right, what about the other players? Can they return too?â
Headmaster Song was worried.
âAll players who are still alive in the game can return. Even the great teachers of your esteemed school that have turned into idiots can recover. However, those who died in the game wonât be able to come back.â
When Sun Mo received the streams of information earlier, he saw some content of the information and didnât dare to delay. He immediately requested the GM to hurry up and release the players.
âWait a minute!â
Sun Mo recalled that mysterious man. âDo you have the name list for players? Hurry up and show me!â
Swish~
A virtual screen appeared before Sun Moâs eyes as he rapidly scanned the names.
Behind each name, there was concrete data of the players. This included their gender, age...n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
âLuckily...luckily...they are all still alive!â
Sun Mo searched for the names of An Xinhui and the others, But when he saw this name âLiu Yuzhiâ, he couldnât help but start. 421 years old?
(What the hell? Isnât she Zhang Wentaoâs personal student? Isnât she just a third-year student? Damn, could this be a case of a dark great teacher impersonating someone?)
Sun Mo inhaled a breath of cold air. If she had tried to ambush him, he would surely be caught by surprise.
But after the feeling of fear passed, he felt joy.
For the 5-stars great teacher examination, one had to capture dark great teachers. Right now, Sun Mo had one in his bag.
âHeadmaster Song, you should head back first. I need to look for a mysterious man!â
Sun Mo then glanced at Yun Yao and Su Ji. Because the game had ended, these two NPCs were now dormant and all memories relating to Sun Mo were wiped of their minds.
âI hope you guys can find happiness!â
After Sun Mo finished speaking, he used the system authority to teleport before the mysterious man.
â¦
In another âEdenâ, the mysterious man and a man clad in a cloak were sitting cross-legged quietly in the main control room.
âGM, why arenât their names shown in the name list?â
Sun Mo frowned.
âSorry, your authority isnât enough and you cannot look this up.â
The words of the GM caused Sun Mo to frown.
âSun Mo?â
The mysterious man started when he suddenly saw Sun Mo. After that, he understood. âYou cleared the game?â
âMn!â Sun Mo nodded. âYou should be the Dawn Sovereign, correct?â
âThatâs right!â
The mysterious man admitted.
âWhat about this man?â
Sun Mo stared at the cloaked man. Since he could stay together with the Dawn Sovereign, he shouldnât be a nameless individual. He most probably was a hegemon as well.
âYour daddy!â
The man in the cloak was someone extremely bad-tempered.
âI have the system authority and can kill you instantly!â
Sun Mo coldly snorted.
âSun Mo, since we dared to enter, we naturally have a method to exit. At most, the cost to do so would be somewhat great. Since you can come here, it also means that you are controlling the game. How about letting us out?â
The mysterious man chortled and appeared very friendly. However, his words caused Sun Mo to feel his blood running cold.
âOh right, Iâve considered what steps Headmaster Song might take. So I have announced that once the players of the Black-White Academy regain consciousness en-masse and Iâm still not out, my organization members should wreak havoc throughout the Nine Provinces!â
Sun Mo scratched his head depressedly. He was afraid of this. This was why he came here to try and get some information.
The Dawn Sovereign, the greatest and most formidable enemy of the Saint Gate. He definitely wasnât someone easy to handle.
âAs the price for letting us out, Iâll restrict the members of my organization from acting against the great teachers of the Nine Provinces for the next ten years!â
âHow about 20 years?â
Sun Mo wanted to increase the price.
âHow many twenty years does one have?â
The Dawn Sovereign chortled.
âBrother Li*, you guys can chat. Iâll leave first!â
After the man in the cloak finished speaking, he directly vanished.
Sun Mo wanted to bargain?
(Hehe! He isnât worthy!)
âLook. Compared to him, am I not someone more suitable to be friends with?â
The Dawn Sovereign teased. âOh right, I forgot to say that the two of us had also cleared the game earlier!â
And at this moment, the news of Headmaster Song waking up from the Black-White Game spread throughout the Black-White Academy, causing the entire school to be in a commotion!
[1] GM â Game Master
[2] the title âDawnâ of Dawn Sovereign is the word âé»â (Li).
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