Early the next morning, Lin Shuo walked through, planning to go to the chapel. Along the way, Lin Yun rarely visited the chapel, feeling quite puzzled.

In the chapel, one imparts knowledge, sacrifices oneself to embrace the darkness, learns wisdom, possesses extensive knowledge, yet must still attend classes in this world.

However, many specialize only in darkness, neglecting education, leading to significant losses when faced with future challenges, struggling to resolve major issues? That's a lack of knowledge!

Lin Shuo observed the chapel hall, finding its courtyard extraordinarily barren, silent, often neglected and unkempt. The courtyard of the wild field was vast and empty. If no student was willing to write this book, such honesty equated to the bookshelf on the wall.

Suddenly, Mr. Lin smiled, saying that nobody knew if the shoes and socks in the garden had been repaired, associating such buildings with a lone cemetery.

Is there a teacher in the chapel? The forest area, with a bewildered heart, headed to the school building.

On the second floor of the classroom building, a middle-aged man wearing nearsighted glasses and a black robe eagerly watched Mr. Lin approaching and said, gently adjusting his glasses, whispering: "Yes, there's a plan suitable for hunters."

Lin Yun said that upon reaching the staircase entrance, he felt a cold wind disturbing various individuals, stating that he had a chilly feeling down his spine against the wall.

"This person! Are you here because of the book?" A hand was not placed on Lin's shoulder but subtly lowered, the voice unexpectedly startling Lin, making him turn in panic, raising his leg to kick against the wall!

"Oh, oh, the wall…"

The foot was placed in the middle! Lin Yun succeeded. He saw him—a middle-aged man in black leather, wearing glasses, instantly recognizable as a teacher.

Lin Shuo realized he was in trouble. He understood what happened. He respected the teacher.

"Students, you're quite fierce! For the sole teacher in this building, put on some clothing." The middle-aged man with glasses suddenly felt pain, trembling as he spoke.

"Sir, this is inconvenient, I... because of the ghost, I don't know how to be a teacher? Lin Shuo stood straight, lowered his head in apology, hoping the teacher would be lenient."

"Perhaps this person isn't evil, being mistakenly regarded as a ghost is normal, I don't blame you." The middle-aged man with glasses rubbed his eyes for a long time, then spread his hands, adjusted his glasses, observed Fan Lin Shuo closely, noting Lin seemed pure, easily deceived, with a strange smile lurking on his lips.

Lin Yun bowed his head, touched the back of his head, and sneered, "Sir, is there no one now?"

"I, who said there's no one, today… is it today?" The middle-aged man with glasses shouted angrily against the wall.

Lin Shuo, hearing himself caught in a lie, hesitated in what to do. After all, people are teachers, hence should respect teachers, uphold morality. Lin Shuo expressed his desire for them.

"Teacher, during the holidays, are you still teaching? I have many questions, wishing to consult."

"Sure, why not teach, regardless of time or place, whenever a student asks, I'm constantly teaching." The teacher made a gesture by adjusting his glasses as a promise.

"Haha... well, teacher, what's your name?"

"Call me Ba Wangtian Master…" against the wall.

Lin said that, upon hearing the phrase "Wang Batian," his heart was occupied with thoughts for eight days. He couldn't help but chuckle, raising a thumb enthusiastically, "What a domineering name, Teacher Batian." Against the wall.

"Hmm, humph! What's this person's name?"

"I'm Lin," was written on the wall.

"Like Lin Yun, now wait for me to teach you something." Wang Batian patted Lin Yun's little head generously.

"I want to know about the giant ape and the thousand-year Poison Dragon Grass." Mr. Lin said.

"The knowledge of Chaos Beasts and plutonium is indeed so. Let's enter the classroom inside, I'll start by teaching you, recognizing the King's Master." The King's Master, invited gracefully, guided into the classroom beneath the prince's gentlemanly request.

"Wait for him, Miss Wang, I have several questions for you." from the distance, a voice filled with joy sounded, which was heard by the female student.

Lin Shuo and Wang Batian exchanged glances, while Xue Zi arrived. Once, she secretly glimpsed Lin Yun's daughter in the bathroom.

"Hey, you've come too. Working for you two simultaneously is my greatest fortune." Wang Batian seemed delighted with the achievement.

First was Xue Zi's fate, then emerging alongside Lin said: "Beautiful.

Despite the optic nerve being present, the lecture wasn't lacking in wisdom or broad knowledge, covering a wide array of details, incredibly strong, making Lin Shuo believe this was a wonderful journey, providing them with numerous valuable insights. Against the flickering wall.

Mr. Wang said that the gorilla originated from ancient apes, its size twice that of ancient apes. The gorilla's crown rises over 3 feet tall, the crown resting atop snowy mountains, its hair coarse, skin thick and fatty, thus achieving formidable defensive surprises.

From this perspective, the gorilla ranks as a level-five Chaos Beast. It's capable of battling against weaker level-six Chaos Beasts. The strongest aspect of a level-five Nether King Beast is the gorilla's ability to kill with its thick-layered fat, ensuring survival.

Among Lin's revelations was the gorilla's penchant for sleeping, half of its life spent in slumber. While sleeping 10 hours daily, the remaining time is spent searching for food in a 12-hour cycle.

If Dragon Grass represents a highly unfortunate poison liquid, a dragon enjoys grass as a mix for curing, thus acts as an antidote. It is found on icy snowy mountains, where Dragon Grass is the food of Snow Eagle Chaos Beasts, with its day fearing victory of the Snow King, though only a level-four Chaos Beast, yet Snow Eagles exist in great numbers, forming nests atop Tai'an's ice mountains, manifesting echoes of thousands of eagles.

Gathering Thousand-year Dragon Grass is more challenging than slaying a gorilla. All these events aren't easily handled.

"Mr. Wang enjoys… well, you're indeed right, Mr. Wang possesses these documents? Can you lend one for a look?" Lin said, realizing their exchange, facilitating direct consultation for letters, avoiding distance from the peculiar book within the Teacher University classroom, housing three individuals: one teacher, two students.

"Like Lin Yun, you found the perfect encyclopedia. To acquire a full 'Big Society Encyclopedia,' I'd invest half my life creating a super encyclopedia."

He could proudly flaunt his Ba Wangtian Master's encyclopedia, declaring a boastful life beyond predecessors.

"Hmm... you can certainly borrow it." Lin asked again, worried Mr. Wang may decline, given half his lineage.

"But, only if we possess a set." The King rubbed his hands apologetically.

"Why?" Lin said strugglingly.

"Attend three classes weekly." The King smiled saying.

That's excessively demanding. Lin coughed beside Xue Zi. Xue Zi smiled, "The lessons taught by Mr. Wang carry immense value. Even a few visits weekly would enlighten me greatly."

Within the mysterious realm, martially-adherents congregate. Some debate evidence isn't necessarily detrimental. Unaware Lin Shuo, Xue Zilin was inviting? Xue Zilin, with his vacant look, suddenly blushed, fathoming Lin's intent.