Zheng Fa looked at the silent Old Man Bai, opened the black notebook, and discovered that what Mrs. Tian said was not an exaggeration: Trying to use the "Red Cloud Jade Book" to perfect the Nine Chapters of Mathematical Array is not that simple. As a Tao Fruit Technique, the "Red Cloud Jade Book" has a grand concept and profound content. The number of talismanic diagrams within it is astronomical. This raises two issues: First, comprehending this cultivation technique requires a very high level of talismanic Dao proficiency. Second, the current field is not sufficient, and to apply the ideas of the Nine Chapters of Mathematical Array, it needs to be translated into materials that Tang Lingwu and those programmers can understand. Zhang helped with a portion of this work using the Nine Chapters of Mathematical Array. But it was definitely not as detailed and well-executed as the modern mathematics professor Old Man Bai. The main reason is the gap between the education Zhang received since childhood and modern education... Many of her thoughts and analyses are more aligned with the habits of Xuanwei Realm cultivators, which modern people find very difficult to understand. Moreover, most of those programmers have never been exposed to cultivation and the talismanic Dao. Old Man Bai is different, his interpretation of the "Red Cloud Jade Book" is more suitable for modern understanding. After reading the notebook, Zheng Fa handed it to the curious Tang Lingwu beside him. Tang Lingwu flipped through it, grinned and looked at Old Man Bai, her eyes full of admiration. Old Man Bai put his hands on his hips, raised his head and said, "Useful for the Nine Chapters of Mathematical Array, right?" Old Man Bai smiled triumphantly, with Tang Lingwu holding the notebook like she was holding a treasure. The two of them were even happier than Zheng Fa. Zheng Fa gently exhaled, his eyes also showing a smile: Though there is no one ahead to emulate, it is better to have someone to journey with. "The Dean’s lecture on the talismanic diagrams yesterday was so difficult!" "I thought it was just me who didn’t understand..." Group Leader Yang was walking down the mountain path, still wet with morning dew, preparing to attend a lecture at the Preaching Hall. The speakers were some disciples from the martial arts hall behind her. Upon hearing this, an elder walking in front of her turned and glanced at them, his eyes smiling. "Professor Wu, what do you think?" A young man from the martial arts hall asked expectantly towards the elder. "Hmm, it was a bit complicated." The elder pondered for a moment and agreed. The young man slowed his pace after seeing his expression, watching the elder walk away before heaving a sigh: "It turns out we’re the dumb ones, Professor Wu apparently doesn’t find it difficult." Group Leader Yang watched Professor Wu’s gradually disappearing figure, nodding gloomily. Though Professor Wu expressed humility, how could they not hear the ease in his tone? Yet, this kind of heartfelt consideration from a scholar can be more hurtful to an underachiever. To ask why Group Leader Yang knows so well, it’s because... she also didn’t understand yesterday. Thinking of this, Group Leader Yang almost wanted to cry. She had to admit, she was as dumb as the big-breasted, brainless muscle hunkers behind her. Currently, among the thousand listeners, the largest number is still those former professors’ students. Next are the researchers or engineers from various research institutes who have made contributions to elderly care research. Finally, there is her, the disciples from the martial arts hall, and employees from Jiushan Grain Company. ɴᴇᴡ ɴᴏᴠᴇʟ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀʀᴇ ᴘᴜʙʟɪsʜᴇᴅ ᴏɴ 𝕟𝕠𝕧𝕖𝕝⚫𝕗𝕚𝕣𝕖⚫𝕟𝕖𝕥 Hmm, this might also reflect intellectual sorting. Dean Zheng doesn’t discriminate against them; the lectures are fair and the cultivation technique is the same for everyone. The subsequent small lesson reportedly has nothing to do with cultivation. The problem is, could she achieve the same results by attending the same lectures with those academicians and professors? Group Leader Yang doesn’t consider herself to be dumb; otherwise, she wouldn’t have been entrusted with important tasks from above before. Without boasting, her IQ and EQ definitely exceed 80% of the nation’s population. The problem is, for the freaks in the nation’s top million, er, no, top ten million in IQ. Probably half of them are in elderly care homes. Measured by IQ, her gap with a dog might be smaller than with these freaks... Listening to the lectures together, how can there not be a sense of comparison in the heart? After comparing over and over, she was almost developing a psychological shadow. Reaching the entrance of the Preaching Hall, Group Leader Yang took a deep breath, cleared her mind of distractions, and quietly encouraged herself: Opportunities for cultivation are rare, a glory to the ancestors, and a blessing to generations. If you cry listening, those are tears of happiness. As soon as she entered, she saw Tang Lingwu standing at the door. "Mrs. Yang, for you!" Tang Lingwu extended her small hand, gently pushing a pile of books, half as tall as a person, into her arms. Group Leader Yang quickly reached out to catch them, flipping through them curiously. The books seem freshly printed, with a slightly warm touch. "The Array Formation Path." "Alchemy Introduction." "Talisman Map Topology." "Artifact Refining General Theory." She flipped through for a while, discovering it seemed like a complete cultivation textbook. Not only did it contain analyses of several common Qi Refinement techniques. There were also subjects like Artifact Refining, Array Formation, Alchemy, and talismanic Dao. There were even two books on agronomy and Spirit Plant direction. Group Leader Yang held the heavy textbook, starting to understand something. Her eyes were wide, and her lips began to tremble involuntarily. "Zheng Fa said that the previous lecture was just an introduction, to let everyone first get used to it... kinda like a preschool." Tang Lingwu said with a smiling face, "Now it’s officially starting." Group Leader Yang’s face turned pale, almost crying: Zheng Fa sat cross-legged on a cushion, watching everyone in front of him holding a set of newly issued textbooks, nodding in satisfaction. This set of textbooks was the same ones Zheng Fa had asked Lady Xuanhua about previously. Of course, they include not only the work of Lady Xuanhua and the Artifact Refiner’s Guild.