The lecture hosted by Professor Fan lasted from 3 PM to 5:30 PM.
The morning session covered principles and practical experience, while the afternoon was primarily about demonstrations.
Polar bears and red-crowned cranes took turns on stage to demonstrate the flexibility of chanical organs and how they dominate their groups when encountering rivals in the wild.
In a nutshell:
Years ago, due to my own stubbornness and lack of skill, I was defeated by the power of an overlord, and on the brink of death, I was shown rcy by an Immortal Venerable and received a divine artifact of unmatched innovation.
From then on, my divine powers increased greatly, becoming invincible worldwide.
"With this, the lecture concludes. If any students or colleagues are interested in this technology, feel free to send an email application to my inbox..."
"Once I finish this lecture tour, hopefully by spring, a new course on this topic will be arranged."
Professor Fan wrapped up the lecture with the polar bear and answered all questions, then waved goodbye with a smile.
Under the organization of the teachers, the students orderly left for the canteen, rging with the group of Spirit Beasts to queue up, waiting for the canteen aunties to serve the als.
Ever since the Spirit Beasts arrived, the canteen's food supply has been prepared extensively.
The auntie no longer has to worry about trembling hands when later students can't get food, serving heaping spoonfuls directly onto students' plates.
However.
The cafeteria auntie's expression was quite complex when she saw the red buckets, water basins, and fish tanks the Spirit Beasts carried in.
For the auntie, serving food to the Spirit Beasts was laborious training.
After all the students left, the professors, who initially seed ready to leave, sneaked back through the back door to compete for seats in the auditorium.
For this, a group of elderly teachers shed their usual frail facade, shoving and sparring, even soone like Tyson would end up holding his face and sitting in a corner.
The order of the seats didn't really matter, but sitting at the front increased the chances of being called upon during the Q&A.
In the past, to see Master Fuli, one had to fill out an application form at the Security Bureau first.
After scheduling an appointnt, one still needed to see if Master Fuli was available; the process was longer than life itself.
Now, the opportunity to ask questions was rare, so sacrificing so old comrades' lives was not out of the question...
"Why all this commotion?"
Ansheng, riding on a Ba Mountain Mosquito, had a puzzled look when he arrived at the auditorium and saw the old teachers still pulling and tugging at one another on the stage.
"Master Fuli!"
Seeing the lecture teacher appear, even the expert professors who didn't get a good seat had no choice but to reluctantly sit in their current spots by convention.
"Ti is tight, and tasks are daunting, so today we will directly start the lecture on 'Harmony Between Humans, Nature, and Spirit Beasts.'"
Master Fuli sat squat on the podium, glanced at the polar bear and red-crowned crane below, and said with a smile:
"Initially, I thought about asking the Security Bureau to borrow Spirit Beasts from the research institute, but now it's unnecessary. Professor Fan, if it's agreeable, may I borrow your polar bear for a demonstration before the lecture begins."
Even though the professors were ntally prepared, when Master Fuli actually spoke, it was hard not to show a deep envy in their expressions.
A Spirit Beast that could speak the human language was a treasure of every cutting-edge scientific research institute.
But Xinxing Agricultural Science College...
"A demonstration would be no problem, but the polar bear..."
Professor Fan looked slightly weary, he stood and glanced at Master Fuli with so hesitation.
When living in the Arctic, polar bears often had a group of Arctic foxes trailing behind them.
When a polar bear catches prey, it will rest after feeding before returning to eat, and at that mont, the Arctic foxes will seize the opportunity to snatch a al with their speed.
Usually, a well-fed polar bear is not inclined to chase after the thieving Arctic foxes, fearing distraction could lead to unexpected trouble, so it simply drives them away as a warning.
But those old tricksters, hungry foxes are not afraid of polar bears' curses, moving stealthily to return for more.
Even though the polar bear grew up in Xia Country, so bloodline-inherited instincts remain unchanged.
Even if Master Fuli is an albino red fox, in the eyes of the polar bear, the white fur still triggers the "ancient feud" embedded in its blood...
"No worries, that's exactly the effect I want; there's not a single growling Spirit Beast left in Chang'an City..."
Master Fuli smiled, assuring Professor Fan of their safety.
"Alright then!"
Professor Fan looked at the polar bear and said nothing; the three-ter-tall polar bear climbed onto the stage, sat down heavily, crossed its arms, and proudly turned up its nose, saying:
"Although I know you have no grudge against , the white on you always gives a feeling of snow blindness."
"No worries, that's precisely the effect we want!"
Master Fuli stood upright, signaling the Ba Mountain Mosquito to protect the professor under the stage, and anwhile, tossed the outdated old firearm it's been carrying to itself.
Ba Mountain Mosquito landed under the stage, pulled a Type 95 assault rifle from the guitar bag behind it, and threw it to Master Fuli on the stage.
"Dada da—"
Before anyone could react, Master Fuli caught the firearm and imdiately swept a round of bullets onto the steel arm of the Arctic Bear, tal sparks flying, bullet fragnts scattering across the stage.
"Roar—"
After being hit by the burst of bullets, the Arctic Bear paused montarily in surprise and then erupted in a rage, snarling as it lunged toward Master Fuli.
"Now's the ti!"
After finishing the burst of bullets, Master Fuli ignored the burning hot gun barrel, grabbed it, and hurled the firearm toward the massive white creature charging ahead.
Inside the hall, a tornado rose without wind, heavily striking the Arctic Bear's chest.
The Arctic Bear was hit in the chest, its feet leaving the ground, eyes wide, pupils quaking.
"Boom—"
The Arctic Bear punched through two walls, rolling into a spherical form, colliding with the concrete exterior wall, bouncing, and tumbling back to the stage, crashing heavily onto the ground.
"???"
In just an instant, Master Fuli had already treated the Arctic Bear like a billiard ball. Before the professor below could speak, he saw the Arctic Bear flying back and falling onto the stage, its bottom raised high.
"Whoosh—"
Master Fuli didn't explain, but rather whistled at the Arctic Bear.
What happened next astonished all the teachers and experts below, instinctively bringing them closer to the stage for a detailed observation of the Arctic Bear's changed deanor.
At the sound of the whistle.
The Arctic Bear, still a bit dizzy, paused, quickly got up, ran to Master Fuli's side with a flattering smile, raised its paw, stretched out two fingers, and patted Master Fuli's shoulder, as if massaging.
"Bro! Great at ball control, what a skillful shot, even Ding Junhui would offer you a cigarette."
While massaging Master Fuli, the Arctic Bear raised its chanical arm and rubbed the lump on its forehead.
Hit by Master Fuli's thrown move, there's no pain in its chest area, but its head did receive many bumps from the collision with the concrete wall.
Master Fuli's incredible ball skill made the Arctic Bear realize sothing.
Perhaps... it seems like it accidentally intruded and forgot to greet the landowner?
What? You say Professor Fan already applied?
The professor is the professor, but as a spirit beast, not visiting Master Fuli ans being impolite.
"Interacting with spirit beasts is actually very simple..."
"There's no need for complex twists and turns, just punch them on the head, make it clear who's boss, and they'll treat you as the big brother in the future..."
"Of course, you might wonder why the spirit beasts captured by the Security Bureau are still so unruly."
Master Fuli smiled, raised a paw, and demonstrated to the professors: "Just like I showed earlier, one burst of bullets swept over the Arctic Bear, but it won't acknowledge the firearm as part of , instead it'll trigger feelings of discontent and offense in the Arctic Bear's heart..."
"No, no, actually it's quite exhilarating..." The Arctic Bear awkwardly interjected, roaring: "Master Fuli's move, that's simply an extraordinary thrill..."
"Move aside, don't block my class."
Master Fuli rolled his eyes, saying: "The main reason spirit beasts whip researchers can simply be summarized as 'cognitive error', along with dissatisfaction and discontent from previous experiences..."
Wild spirit beasts don't understand machine tools or firearms, unaware that they are manifestations of wisdom.
They only think, despicable humans picking up stones to attack them, coincidentally, they happen to be allergic to stones.
Once they recover from their allergy, they'll definitely make sure these two-legged beasts suffer!
Woodcutter? Pah! Despicable lackeys, collaborating with those two-legged creatures to dominate their territory.
"Hmm?"
While teaching, Master Fuli suddenly felt a golden light rising in his mind.
A new batch of Wish Power has arrived.
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