Free Wild 24

The things Ning Ren gave to the elders and others still need time to verify.

But to his surprise, the first batch of paper was made faster than he expected. After his students knew that this was what he wanted, they volunteered to take time to work on it, making full use of the seals he taught them, which greatly accelerated the process.

Although it is still relatively crude, it can be used to record and disseminate knowledge.

This is much more convenient and clear than recording on sheepskin, cowhide, bark and stone tablets.

After it was made, he didn't need to say much. There were many smart leaders and elders in the tribe, and they would know how much convenience this thing would bring to their daily lives if they thought about it carefully.

Animal hides are expensive and a waste to use them to record things. Tree bark is difficult to fold and easily damaged. Slate is heavy and troublesome to carry.

The papermaking method seemed tedious and time-consuming at first, but once they became familiar with it, it could be fully used by their various tribes!

Especially these precious seals and techniques taught by Mr. Ning, they can draw them on paper, and then seal them with a layer of sheepskin to isolate them from moisture and air, and they can be kept for a very long time!

Just this one item alone provides them with visible convenience along the river bank. As for other matters such as planting, construction, syllables, etc., they have taken an extremely rigorous and serious attitude.

Ning Ren didn't want to listen to the compliments that gave him goosebumps but were sincere from the heart, so he locked the door to his yard and refused to see anyone except during class time.

These are things he brought out from thousands of years ago. He was really afraid that if he heard too much praise, he would die young.

The newly built school outside did not have any area reserved for students' daily accommodation. They just built a tent outside. It was not the dangerous rainy season or winter, so the elders of each tribe thought that these young people could just spend one night outside.

You can sleep on trees, on the ground, or on rocks.

If it doesn't work, you can go home and sleep -

Of course, this is rather outrageous.

The tribe farthest from here takes three hours to get back!

It would be better to stay in the shed for a night.

Taking this situation into consideration, Ning Ren announced the future teaching time and mode before school ended today.

The classrooms are divided into indoor and outdoor areas.

The drawings that Ning Ren gave to the elders were based on the appearance of the City of Chaos when he was young, and were cut from durable stone.

The temperature outside is gradually getting warmer, so we have classes outside.

"The basic hand seals have been taught almost completely. From now on, you won't have to come to the academy every day."

Ning Ren said, "There will be a class every two days, and I will check the content of the previous lesson. During these two days, you should not be idle. Go to your own tribe or other tribes to teach people who want to learn."

When he said this, many students looked conflicted.

Ning Ren's voice became even weaker. "I teach you the hand seals based on your racial talents and spiritual attributes. I don't want you to keep them for yourself. Everything I teach you can be shared by the entire riverbank."

"Tell these words to the elders and leaders of your tribe. If you truly take what I teach for yourself, you will be expelled from the school and will never be allowed to set foot inside again."

There was clearly no anger in his voice, but it was this calmness that made many of them tense.

"Do you understand everything?"

"Yes! Teacher!"

Ning Ren changed the subject: "However, if you can act as little teachers and teach others well, I can actually teach you some secret techniques that you can keep for yourself."

The students' eyes suddenly lit up.

"Teacher! Can the little teacher also have his own ruler?"

Ning Ren smiled slightly: "Of course, but if you want to use the ruler, you must convince your students."

"Can we give them homework too?"

"Yes, sure."

"Can I have them massage my shoulders and legs?"

Laughter suddenly broke out all around.

Ning Ren's face turned serious: "Did I ask you to massage my shoulders and legs?"

Wen Guang laughed and said, "Teacher, you don't know, these people are secretly thinking a lot, but they just don't dare to say it. If you really need someone to massage your shoulders and legs, they can fight!"

"Ha ha ha ha!"

"No! Don't talk nonsense! Damn it!"

"That's right! It's simply ruining our image in the teacher's heart! So if you're willing, please give me the first choice!"

The student who said this was immediately hit on the head by the student sitting behind him.

After being taught by the teacher for such a long time, they probably figured out the teacher's temperament. He is not easily angered and can tolerate their jokes. Sometimes he will even join in a joke or two.

Ning Ren couldn't help laughing.

"Okay, if you don't have any objections, then we'll follow this method from now on."

"good--"

After class, Fan Ze did not leave, but went straight to Ning Ren's room.

"Did you bring the growth blueprint?"

"Well, yes."

Fan Ze nervously laid a stack of blueprints on the ground. They depicted the different stages of their tribe's growth. The teacher had asked him for them, saying they were related to their tribe's future development.

Ning Ren flipped through the drawings given by Fan Ze.

He used the first batch of paper he had just distributed.

The growth pattern of the Fanze group is still divided into the cub stage, growth stage, maturity stage and old age stage.

The appearance of the cubs is most similar to that of the Mi tribe ten thousand years later, with a short round tail and scales.

During the subsequent growth period, the tail becomes more stretched and longer, and the scales become less obvious. Fanze is an exception.

According to him, his tail was accidentally broken by a stone when he was about to enter the growth period. After it grew back, his tail became thicker than that of his peers and the scales were more obvious.

What's even more different is that ten thousand years later, the Mi people followed the growth laws of pure humans during their infancy and growth stages, growing little by little.

It does not say that after awakening mental power, one can use mental power to disguise one's age.

This skill seems to be particularly common among ancient races.

Ning Ren guessed that this might be a skill that evolved in order to survive better.

But later, as the environment gradually improved and the various ethnic groups separated from the tribes and became independent enough to live a safe and stable life, this skill was evolved over the course of time.

Ning Ren: "Do the tails of your tribe's children undergo a transformation when they are young?"

Fan Ze thought for a moment and said, "Yes, the tail will lengthen, which we regard as a sign of entering the growth stage."

"When the tail molted, were there any signs of illness or fever?"

“No.”

Fan Ze didn't know why the teacher asked, but he answered every detail and added, "A cub's tail is very sensitive, so throughout its infancy, experienced elders will wrap the cub's tail with soft grass or leather."

"Wrap it up?"

"Well, is there something wrong?"

Ning Ren frowned slightly, as if thinking about something.

"Have you ever tried having them hit their tails when they were young, to train their tails to be more powerful for transformation?"

Fan Ze's eyes widened: "Hit the tail during the cub stage?"

"Even if it wasn't during the cub stage, you haven't tried it during the initial growth period?"

Ning Ren sat behind the table, his fingertips tracing across the blueprint, and then he pointed at it: "The tail may be the key to the evolution of your tribe. Your tail has been repeatedly beaten, and compared to when you first entered the academy, it has made considerable progress.

If you persevere and start practicing from the time you are a puppy, you may be able to achieve results."

Fan Ze clenched his fists, "But, that would be very painful, and those kids probably wouldn't be able to survive."

Ning Ren pondered, "Don't worry about this. I'm not sure either. I'm just telling you it's possible. So, go back and discuss it with your tribe. If you're willing, send two cubs to me."

This serves as a practical test. I train them according to my own methods and then compare them with other children in the tribe."

"Of course, while practicing won't affect your name, it will inevitably be painful. You must get the consent of the child's parents."

At most half a year, if that doesn't work out, he will send the child back.

That’s a good idea!

Fan Ze hurriedly said, "Leave it to me, sir."

Two days later, Fan Ze did not bring back any of the tribesmen who were in the cub stage, but instead brought back a face full of lawsuits.

Ning Ren: "Is your tribe unwilling?"

Fan Ze said sullenly: "...They started fighting."

Ning Ren: “?”

Fan Ze said, "Everyone wanted to be your student. The children and adults got along well. Finally, the clan leader decided to let them compete, and only the top two could come."

He lowered his head and said, "Please wait two more days."

"..." Ning Ren shook his head, "Ten days is fine, I'm happy to have some peace and quiet."

-

Another day passed slowly.

The wisteria has grown a circle.

If it's true as she said, with enough energy, she can grow up very quickly. She now sounds like she is about six years old.

Ning Ren asked her to weave a wisteria hammock in front of his door.

He doesn't feel that he is exploiting child labor—

First, there was no such saying in ancient times. Second, this little girl always says that she is actually older.

Ning Ren lay on the hammock, his mental power circulating in his body. With repeated circulation, his mental power gradually became stronger.

He is laying a solid foundation for himself and then breaking through to the Void Realm.

Right now, the two closest to the Void Realm are only him and his mother. It's unclear who of them will be the first to reach this realm...

His way of feeding Zi Teng was simple and crude - one or two drops of blood every other day.

Ever since Ning Ren had hidden the spiritual power containing the Nirvana Fire in his body, the Nirvana Fire spontaneously began to merge with him, first seeping into the surface of his meridians, then into his flesh and blood, and now there is also a faint golden glow of the Nirvana Fire in his bones.

There is no breath of Nirvana Fire, but it contains a strange power.

He himself has defects and does not have the same Nirvana immortality ability as his mother, but after the Nirvana fire gradually merged into his body, his blood seemed to inherit some of the strangeness of the Nirvana fire.

This is like a kind of body tempering, but not entirely.

Fortunately, the breath of Nirvana Fire did not overflow uncontrollably. As long as it is not exposed, everything will be fine.

Ning Ren simply let it go. He was also very curious about what this Nirvana Fire would eventually turn his body into.

An indestructible body?

Ning Ren was amused by his own thoughts. With his sickly body that was debuffed, even if it was tempered, it would probably just turn from tofu dregs into tender tofu.

I feel very comfortable in my own little yard, without being disturbed by anyone.

Mr. Ning felt sleepy and stretched. He wanted to take a nap while Xiao Ziteng was diligently massaging his shoulders and back.

The sunlight was soothing and the temperature was just right, and Ning Ren was just about to fall asleep.

Suddenly, a gorgeous bird silhouette appeared in the sky not far away. A night heron flew over with a small tree bag containing sleeping baby birds in its mouth, and several bags of food in its claws.

From a distance, she called out affectionately, "Is that Mr. Ning's house up ahead?"

"Do you accept young students here? Do you think my cub is suitable for you?"

The young bird is in a deep sleep. When the Blood Link Puppet is in a deep sleep, as long as Ning Ren does not take the initiative to check on it, he will not receive any news from the other side.

So I didn’t know my mother was coming.

In the loud cries of the night herons.

Mr. Ning, who was lying leisurely in the hammock, opened his eyes silently, stayed still for a second, and then, under the confused gaze of Little Zither, he jumped up and went into the room!

Mr. Ning turned around with his whole body tense and slammed the door.

No, no! Mr. Ning is not here!