Chapter 695 (1/2)

Sui Xiong certainly would not let Kersemens return to the mortal world just like that. This guy was very strong but did not have an intelligent mind. If he let it back into the world, it might create a big mess.

So he decided that no matter what, he had to first give this “Lord of the Wolves,” who was lagging behind the times by 23,000 years, some basic knowledge on popular science. Other matters could wait.

This was really a tough job, especially when the one to be educated was a fool.

He was a freaking fool!

What a fool!

In the next ten days, words like “he was a fool, let’s not be at the same level as a fool” were repeatedly heard coming from Sui Xiong’s mouth and resonating in his mind.

But after ten days, his tolerance finally reached his limit. He roared and left a line, “Let Wall teach you,” then he hurled the pointer and blackboard whereby both were smashed to pieces. Without turning back, he ran away.

Only Kersemens, with a blank look written all over his face, was left sitting at his desk. It did not know why the jellyfish teacher suddenly went crazy.

“This little idiot is the worst student I’ve ever thought!” Sui Xiong muttered to himself listlessly.

At this moment, he had transformed himself into an invisible void and was floating up in the skies of the Main Plane while cruising in the wind. It was really like what Zhuangzi would describe as “generally like a boat that was not tied,” where he was carefree and unrestrained.

But he was in a mood and not the least bit carefree at all.

This guy, Kersemens, was simply stupid beyond words!

As an ancient lord, his intelligence was not low. At least his memory was quite good. Basically, after repeating up to three times, he could remember whatever Sui Xiong taught. But when he was required to turn this “memory” into “thoughts,” he would become extremely inept. For example, Sui Xiong taught him one plus one equals two, then moved on to teaching him one plus two equals three, and so on. Then Sui Xiong asked what two plus three equaled, and he would think for a good half a day and try his best to recall. Then finally, with eyes filled with innocence, he would look at Sui Xiong and reply, “Teacher, you have not taught me this.”

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Even Sui Xiong had to admire himself for being able to tolerate this for so many days. But no matter how patient he was, he had finally reached his limit today.

“Arg! I hope Wall will be able to teach him well…” Sui Xiong said with a deep sigh. He buried the sense of guilt he felt towards Wall deep within his heart, then squinting his eyes. he planned to relax for a while.

Unknowingly, he fell asleep.

Just as he was through the mist of sleep, he suddenly heard a cry.

“Eh? Who’s crying?”

Sui Xiong opened his eyes and looked down at the place where the cry came from.

Coincidentally, by floating and cruising about casually, he had unknowingly flown into the skies of Commonwealth of Gold Coins. He was just in time to see a mighty and massive migration team advancing slowly like ants moving to a new house.

There was an ongoing cremation on a small patch of wilderness near the migration team. Dozens of corpses were placed on piles of firewood where they were engulfed by the blazing flames accompanied by thick, billowing smoke and the cries of loved ones. Then they turned to piles of ashes.

Sui Xiong frowned and quickly descended to a height nearest to ground level. He randomly selected a burly man who looked like the host of the cremation ceremony. With his Divine Power, he probed into the thoughts of this man and learned about the whole story.

It turned out that all these people died of illness.

Although the God of Plague used his Divine Power to prevent the outbreak of a massive plague, when a big group of people traveled for so long with food under such sweltering weather, how could they not fall ill?

The young and strong ones would still be fine, but it would not be the same for the old, young and weaker ones. The moment they fell sick, even if there were doctors to treat them, it would still be difficult for them to pull through.

Furthermore, most patients would need to stay in bed to recuperate. They also need ample nutrition. These two conditions were most unlikely to be satisfied within a migration team.

Given such a situation, the number of deaths would naturally be constantly increasing.