"Isn’t that impossible to catch?"
Miss Qiang sighed, and the engineer was also at a loss. Zhou Xuan’s "ambition" was far beyond their reach.
A figure much stronger than the Eternal Life Sect Leader was soone they "couldn’t provoke but could avoid," yet Zhou Xuan was contemplating how to capture him.
"Whether we can catch him depends on one thing."
Zhou Xuan said.
"What thing?" Miss Qiang and the engineer both asked simultaneously.
"The Drama God of the human world."
In the current situation, whether it was the Gorge True Scripture after the incense fire ascension or the Mountain and River Map Tattoo, these ans were quite useful against Dun Jia Tai Shang and dicine Buddha,
but for a false incense fire Taoist whose level of cultivation was far superior to his own, these thods seed inadequate.
This echoed the teaching Zhou Xuan had received from Yuan Buyu during his apprenticeship—ans are ans, incense fire is incense fire. Brilliant and versatile ans can make up for the gap in incense fire levels, but if the incense fire levels are vastly different, no matter how adorned the ans, they are of little use.
Zhou Xuan’s ans were not quite effective, the three golden sticks that could summon the Witch God couldn’t be used either, leaving him with only the reliance on the legendary ninth stick of Colorful Play Master Incense—the Drama God of the human world.
"But, Boss Xuan, didn’t you say—after you burned the eighth inch of incense, the ninth inch couldn’t catch fire?"
"It’s precisely because it can’t burn that I brought you into the Secret Realm to discuss this."
Zhou Xuan said: "Let’s see if we can co up with a way to burn this last stick of Colorful Play Incense, allowing to use the ’Drama God of the human world’ technique."
"I think... we should let the false incense fire Taoist go." The engineer directly chickened out, having no confidence in discussing anything with Zhou Xuan.
"I’ve never seen the Drama God of the human world; it’s like the legendary divine dragon. Everyone has heard the dragon legend, but sketching this unseen dragon accurately on rice paper is extrely difficult."
The engineer vaguely wanted to throw in the towel.
Zhou Xuan, however, said: "Understanding the last inch of Play Incense in a very short ti is indeed difficult, so our discussion this ti must use a special thod."
"What thod?" the engineer asked.
Zhou Xuan said: "The Feynman Learning thod."
"What man?"
"Feynman... uh... Feynman is an extrely brilliant scholar from my hotown," Zhou Xuan said.
"What, Ping Shui Prefecture actually has soone with the surna ’Fei’?"
The Buddha Country Main Brain chipped in at this critical mont, unable to control himself as the conversation spiraled: "I’ve conducted a census in Ping Shui Prefecture before, no ’Fei’ there."
"Stay out of this."
Zhou Xuan waved away the Little Brain, then said to the engineer and Miss Qiang: "The core of this learning thod is simple, which is to continuously simplify our knowledge and teach it to a child."
"A child knows nothing but will ask many questions out of curiosity. We have to keep answering these questions, and in the process of answering, our knowledge becos sedinted and gains deeper understanding."
Zhou Xuan said: "The ans of a Colorful Play Master, in the strictest sense, is a form of knowledge."
Miss Qiang and the engineer both ca from the Blood Flesh Divine Dynasty, that nation worshiping blood and flesh technology.
To get them to deal with people, deceive and compete wits, even the two of them together couldn’t outsmart a street hustler in a park,
but when it cos to scientific intuition, these two are quite reliable.
Miss Qiang’s eyes lit up like light bulbs, imdiately finding Zhou Xuan’s thod promising: "Ah Xuan, you’re so clever to co up with such an ingenious trick."
"It’s not my trick, it’s Feynman’s trick."
"I really wish to visit Mr. Fei," the engineer said as well: "Soone who could co up with such a learning thod must be no ordinary person."
Can an ordinary person win a Nobel Prize?
Zhou Xuan pointed at Miss Qiang and said: "As an engineer, she understands colorful play, she’s already influenced by the pollution of knowledge. Asking questions about colorful play, she probably can’t escape the fra, but you’re different. You know nothing about colorful play, you’re very clear-headed..."
Miss Qiang looked at the engineer: "Ah Gong, I feel like Ah Xuan isn’t praising ."
"I am praising you."
Zhou Xuan placed his hands on Miss Qiang’s chest, like a salesman, saying: "Miss Qiang, imagine yourself as soone very eager to learn colorful play and ask ..."
"Ask you what?"
"Ask questions about colorful play."
"Then what is colorful play?"
"It’s the art of deception in the human world, the finest deception," Zhou Xuan said.
This definition was not actually his; it was sothing the engineer said when teaching him colorful play.
Only in the days that followed, Zhou Xuan never doubted whether there was anything wrong with this statent.
"Is it deception?"
Miss Qiang said: "Since it’s deception, why don’t you just deceive directly instead of setting up a stage?"
"Drama is the greatest deception in the world," Zhou Xuan said: "In drama, there’s the rise and fall of officialdom, talented scholars and beautiful won, fox spirits and wild ghosts, but these are all false, all fabricated,
crafted by actors, screenwriters, directors... no... no..."
Zhou Xuan followed his logic to teach Miss Qiang colorful play, but as he taught, he suddenly realized sothing was wrong.
"Drama doesn’t equate to deceit... although the characters, scenes, and described plots in plays are fabricated, there’s one thing—the emotions between people in the play are real."
"So much false leads to extracting this ultimate ’truth’... thus... a Colorful Play Master never was an absolute liar..."
At this mont, Zhou Xuan seed to break free from the constraints, shattering his inherent belief since learning colorful play—that a Colorful Play Master is the most cunning liar.
"No... a Colorful Play Master is not the world’s greatest liar, a Colorful Play Master is the world’s greatest... director."
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