Chapter 2209 - New Clues (1/2)

Translator: Exodus Tales  Editor: Exodus Tales

Translated by XephiZ

Edited by Aelryinth

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Mo Fan’s classes did a lot better after the excursion. He was finally profiting from them. Since the classes were about magic theory, Mo Fan could just teach anything he liked, as the school did not have restrictions on the topics. Mo Fan simply shared a manipulated version of his experiences on Mount Kunyu and the bizarre encounter with the Giant Purple Linden with his students.

Every student dreamt of going on adventures. The things that Mo Fan shared were nothing like they had heard before. Even books with records of bizarre events did not have anything like them. Mo Fan somehow turned the class on magic theory into his autobiography.

Mo Fan was not necessarily teaching new knowledge in his class, but many students were interested in his tales. After all, he had encountered a lot of strange things while he was still a student, very different from the typical students who spent most of their time at school. He could easily talk for the whole morning just by sharing one of his adventures.

It was one good thing about being a lecturer in the Aorus Sacred Institute. The lecturers had total freedom on the topics they wanted to teach, as long as the lecturers were not breaking the rules and the students were willing to attend their classes!

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“Old Zhao, where’s Mu Bai?” Mo Fan went back to his room and saw Zhao Manyan lying on the couch and watching dramas in boredom, as if the sacred task of being a teacher had greatly hindered his progress of spreading his seed across the world.

“He must be studying the plant distribution of the Andes Mountains in the study downstairs. I’m not sure why he’s so stubborn about the Black Vatican,” Zhao Manyan yawned.

“Tell him to come back here. I have a new discovery,” Mo Fan said.

Zhao Manyan rose to his feet unwillingly. He only remembered there was a great invention called the cellphone after he reached the door. He glared at Mo Fan before dialing Mu Bai’s number.

“Hey, come up here… why do I hear a girl’s voice beside you? You assh***, you told me you were going to look for information, but you are hooking up with students instead? I f**king despise hypocrites like you!” Zhao Manyan cursed.

Mu Bai soon came into the room with a long face.

“Oh, it was the cleaner. Why were you having such a pleasant chat with her?” Zhao Manyan mentioned.

“I can’t be bothered talking to an idiot like you. Why did you call me?” Mu Bai demanded.

“Sit down, one of my students reminded me of something in my class today…” Mo Fan began in a serious voice.

The two immediately sat on the couch, eager to hear what Mo Fan had discovered.

“I did some checking. There are lots of farms and plantations close to the edge of the mountain range along the shore, and there are lots of farmers, workers, and gardeners living there. Even though they aren’t people of the Aorus Sacred Institute, they are working for the school. They are usually referred to as laborers,” Mo Fan explained.

Mu Bai was expecting Mo Fan to tell them a big secret since he immediately gathered them after he was done with his class. “Laborers?” he asked narrowly.