Although on the surface only Xia Ying and Tang Xinyang were communicating with the original world this time, in fact, all of this was broadcast live by the system.
The difference is that what you receive on campus is a live broadcast, without any editing or silencing, and a completely high-definition and uncoded live presentation.
After all, students outside the school are scattered in different countries and regions. Some of them are on missions and did not notice the system's message notifications at all. Some, like those in the capital of Qi, are surrounded by indigenous people, and young men who are chasing the latest updates appear from time to time. Therefore, watching the live broadcast connecting the two worlds cannot ensure complete secrecy.
Therefore, the system provided them with a text message.
And it is presented entirely in English.
It firmly binds multilingualism and cryptography together, and incidentally, it also allows the students of the School of Foreign Languages to reap another wave of points.
But at this moment, everyone's focus was not on the points, but on watching the live replay and text broadcast over and over again.
Everything about that world is particularly nostalgic.
The fact that the principal is willing to call them "classmates" is enough to bring tears to one's eyes.
At least after the live broadcast ended, Tang Xinyang kept holding his phone, staring at his own principal on the screen, his eyes moistened: "That's great, that's great..."
Xia Ying, who was sitting nearby, was puzzled by the sudden burst of tears: "Could it be that you and the principal are related?"
Tang Xinyang sniffed: "Of course not, in fact, I haven't even spoken to him a few words before."
"Then why are you crying?"
"It's just been a long time since I heard anyone call me classmate."
Having said that, Tang Xinyang sighed heavily.
Then, while rubbing his eyes, he said, "I've been called Immortal Lord so many times. Now looking back, I think it was better to be a student."
Xia Ying laughed when he heard this: "I thought most people wanted to be gods, why do you find it so offensive?"
Tang Xinyang muttered softly, "It's not that I dislike it, it's just... Old Xia, if you had to choose between being a god in this place or being an ordinary person in a place with takeout, internet, and games, which one would you choose?"
Xia Ying didn't think twice: "I choose to be an ordinary person, only envying games, not immortals." He paused, "Come to think of it, it's been three years since I traveled through time, and the only game in school is still Dou Dizhu, and it's on the local area network. Haven't you guys at the School of Computer Science developed any more?"
It was just a casual question, and I hadn't thought about what result it would get. Unexpectedly, Tang Xinyang answered seriously: "A new game is underway."
"Oh? What is it?"
"Happy Dress Up! You can design your own clothes for your character while playing Landlord. You can use points to unlock different types of clothing. It can be called the Miracle Landlord."
"……oh."
After being moved, Tang Xinyang found that Xia Ying's expression had not changed at all.
He was not surprised by this.
Although Xia is still a medical student, as a future surgeon, he does have excellent psychological qualities. He can calm down quickly even when excited and is extremely pragmatic.
Now he is looking through the task list to see if there is any task he can take on.
Tang Xinyang asked, "Don't you want to watch the live broadcast again?"
Xia Ying said calmly, "No, I don't think the system recorded the live broadcast for us to reminisce about, but for the physics students and teachers to use as research material. I think the meeting has already started over there."
"That's right, we can't understand it anyway."
"At least one thing is known: everything is calm over there, and the principal is there to back us up. The people of Langyun can then put aside their worries and focus on their mission, preparing to return home."
"How do you think the principal explained the sudden disappearance of the school?"
This time, Xia Ying didn't answer immediately. Instead, he shook his phone. "Perhaps the most important thing I've learned since traveling across time is that everyone has their own responsibilities. Our mission is to do our own thing well and make our own contribution to promoting the progress of civilization in this dimension. As for how the original world will handle public opinion, that's a matter for the principal and the president to consider. They will naturally handle it. Since I choose to trust them, I won't worry about it."
Tang Xinyang thought for a moment and said, "You're right. Even if we worry about it, it's useless. The system won't allow us to travel back to where we are and assist the principal."
The mechanical voice, which had been silent the entire time, suddenly rang out: [Please, student, work hard on your mission. Time travel isn't a one-way ticket. Complete your goal quickly and return home happily soon. Come on.]
Tang Xinyang: ...
Was this system the ticket office before?
However, Xia Ying felt that this sentence was very meaningful: "In fact, being able to obtain the signal from there this time will not only provide research materials for the physics department, but also allow us to understand the situation there. More importantly, it will bring positive encouragement to the teachers and students of Langyun."
Tang Xinyang was curious: "Why is that?"
Xia Ying said calmly, "Goals are the driving force. This at least proves what the system says is true. It really can connect to that place, and we can really look forward to returning home in the future."
The system's voice sounded at the right moment: [There is no setting for lying in my system design.]
Tang Xinyang shrugged, feeling that although Mr. System's upgrade made him look a little smarter, there was still a lot of room for improvement.
Obviously, the system has not learned the cunning of humans.
That's good too.
What Xia Ying didn't expect was that the medical school had another task waiting for him.
It's still a big job.
【Cure patients and promote new medical skills 0/8】
This doesn't seem like a lot. Compared to their previous treatment of epidemics and rescue efforts after the earthquake, the number of people this time is not even a fraction of that time.
But I have gained a lot of experience and points.
This made Xia Ying not accept the task immediately, but click on the task details.
Then I saw the special marking inside.
This time it is not just about treating diseases. In fact, the points related to treatment have not changed from before.
Obviously, this system truly realizes equality for all. Everyone's value is the same and will not change because of their status.
What really makes this task "more valuable" is that the system hopes to use this opportunity to create more opportunities to spread new medicine to the world.
Xia Ying was puzzled. "If you're talking about promoting new medical techniques, that's what our medical school has always been doing. We still have doctors from Qi and Zhou studying here. Why is this special?"
The system's answer was simple: [The influence is different.]
"Can you tell me more about that?"
[According to the system rules, I cannot directly interfere with the affairs of the dimension. Similarly, I cannot do anything beyond the scope of the mission requirements.]
Xia Ying expressed his understanding of this.
After all, based on past experience, it is true that the system is on their side, but from the first time the system appeared, it made it clear that it was only an auxiliary, coming to help them survive, rather than directly helping them solve everything.
The only exchange between teachers and students and the system is that they exchange task points for supplies, and the system also gains energy from this. Finally, when the energy reaches the standard, it helps them return to their original world.
As for the Langyun people, when they are doing tasks, they must strictly abide by the system. No one knows who set the regulations for them, but in any case, there will be no backdoors.
Otherwise, the system can just directly pull up the dimension development progress bar, so what are the people from Langyun doing?
The system naturally won't directly tell them some things about the core of the mission.
Fortunately, Xia Ying had another solution.
So, while accepting the task, he asked casually, "You mean, this patient is influential? If the treatment is effective, it will further enhance their reputation and drive the development of medicine in this world?"
[…I don’t know.]
As soon as these words came out, Xia Ying understood: "It seems that I guessed right."
Tang Xinyang was puzzled: "How did you know? The system didn't say anything."
Xia Ying smiled faintly: "Haven't you noticed? Whenever Mr. System encounters something he doesn't want to answer, he will say he doesn't know. And when it comes to things that can be directly denied, he will remain silent, which only proves that they are right."
system:……
Tang Xinyang was extremely shocked, with a look of "I got it, I got it" on his face, and then he moved his eyes to the screen.
He nodded at the now completely black screen, his tone full of affirmation and relief: "It seems that although Mr. System has secretly learned a lot from us, in reality, he is still the honest and kind Mr. System who is not cunning at all."
system:…………
I always feel that what you said is scolding me.
Although I am not a human, you are a real dog.
Xia Ying did not stay in the meeting room for too long.
He stood up and said, "During my time in Zhou Country, I collected a lot of information, including information on common diseases among the indigenous people. This includes text and pictures, and some things I plan to bring back for testing."
Tang Xinyang raised his head and looked at him: "Are you going to the school hospital?"
"Yes, I originally planned to send him directly to medical school, but the sudden notification from the system disrupted my plan."
"Then I'll go with you. I just want to see if the medical system in the school hospital needs to be upgraded."
Xia Ying said without hesitation: "I don't need your help for now. There are not many patients anyway. It's enough for me..."
Before he could finish his words, he met Tang Xinyang's resentful gaze: "We in the profession can't leave the campus for the time being, so we have to find tasks to do on campus. This is not a favor, it's work. Even if you are from the medical school, you can't deprive us of the right to serve you. Every human being has the right to work!"
Xia Ying: ...
It's hard to refuse someone who is so eager to be a worker.
So the two of them walked towards the school hospital together.
As a result, as soon as they arrived at the door, they met Zhou Guo's imperial physician Tan Ao, who was still waiting at the door of the school hospital, and Tian Dong who was serving beside him.
This surprised Xia, who couldn't help but pause and walked towards Doctor Tan, asking, "Why haven't you gone home yet?"
Tan Ao immediately stood up, bowed, and said, "I have something I want to discuss with the immortals, but seeing that the immortals are all busy, I am afraid of disturbing the immortals' important matters, so I am waiting outside." He paused, "But I saw that the immortals looked happy. Could it be that there is a happy event in the fairyland?"
Xia Ying knew it was because everyone was watching the replay, but he couldn't say it directly, so he just said vaguely: "Well, it's indeed a good thing. I just made contact with some other... immortals."
Langyun's communication with the indigenous people has always been like this, saying half and hiding half, half true and half false.
In fact, they used to try to cover it up, for fear that people would know that they had traveled through time.
However, as time went by and they spent more time together, the teachers and students of Langyun all knew the temperament of the indigenous people.
Even if what they say is ambiguous, others can still fill in the blanks for them with their imagination.
Sure enough, the next second, Tan Ao exclaimed in surprise, "It turned out to be an immortal oracle! I wonder what omen the upper realm has in store for us?"
Xia Ying was silent for a moment, then summarized the principal's words and replied, "Everything will go smoothly. With hard work, the future is promising."
In fact, every word expresses the principal's expectations for the teachers and students of Langyun.
But to Tan Ao, it sounded like the compassion of an immortal for mortals.
Combined with Langyun Fairyland's care for ordinary beings, it is enough to show the kindness of the immortals, and it also tells them—
Believing in the words of the immortals is the road to a happy life!
So Tan Ao immediately said: "Our Great Zhou will definitely live up to the Immortal Lord's trust."
Xia Ying didn't know what he had entrusted him with, but he had always admired the indigenous people's imagination skills.
He nodded in a serious manner, and then said, "If you have anything to say, please tell me."
Tan Ao naturally told him everything he could, and soon he told him about the King of Zhou selecting talents from the capital to seek medical treatment.
Xia Ying immediately connected it to the new task he had just taken on.
He soon learned from Tan Ao the identity of the person who was coming to seek medical treatment.
Among the team of doctors sent by the Zhou State, the eight sick people were all members of the Tan family, and without exception, they were all troubled by hereditary cataracts.
This is not a serious disease that is difficult to treat. Especially after the experience of treating Tan Ao, the medical school can more or less understand the causes and treatments of this disease. In addition, the relevant crystals can now be directly exchanged with the system, so this is not a serious disease.
What Xia Ying really cared about was the second half of this task.
So, he specifically asked Tan Ao, "I wonder which unit these people seeking medical treatment this time work in?"
If someone else were to say this, they would definitely not understand this sentence.
Fortunately, Tan Ao had lived in Langyun for some time. Even though he had not learned the immortal language, he was able to learn some new words from the communication between Langyun students.
So he automatically changed "unit" to "government office" and quickly replied, "Our Tan family has made a living by practicing medicine, but in recent years, many have entered the government, and the number of doctors has gradually decreased. Among the eight people who came this time, seven are members of the Tan family who intend to practice medicine but suffer from eye diseases."
Xia Ying immediately grasped the key point: "What about the other one?"
Tan Ao said softly, "There is another one, my third uncle, who belongs to the Tan family's branch and is now a second-rank official in the Zhou Kingdom."
As soon as these words were spoken, Xia Ying knew that the person mentioned in the mission was him.
Although Imperial Physician Tan only said "second rank" lightly, Xia Ying had dealt with the indigenous people a lot, and he knew very well that in this world, whether in Qi or Zhou, first-rank officials were nominal positions, equivalent to honorary titles. They sounded nice, and were mainly used to provide retirement support for meritorious officials. Those who really held power were second-rank officials.
I really didn't expect that this usually low-key Imperial Physician Tan actually has a relative who is the Prime Minister of the dynasty.
This will match.
Xia Ying didn't ask any more questions. After a few words, he turned and left, saying as he walked, "It seems that I need to prepare well for this operation."
Tang Xinyang was puzzled: "Why? Aren't they all patients?"
Xia Ying said softly, "A doctor's heart is full of compassion. Besides, the indigenous people are nothing special in our eyes. However, the mission is rewarded with points."
"What do you mean?"
"For example, when they delivered paper to the King of Qi, even though it was all from Fenghe County, the points they earned from giving it to the King of Qi were more than if they sold it to ordinary people."
Tang Xinyang immediately replied, "I know the answer to this question! That's because the King of Qi can be used as a living signboard, live-streaming the banquet to sell products, and directly let Fenghe County's paper go beyond Qi and into the world!"
Xia Ying laughed and said lightly, "Then what do you think will happen if we cure the second-rank official of the Zhou Kingdom?"
"…advertising?"
"If we only advertise within Langyun, the impact will be too small. We have to find a better way."
"What are you going to do?"
This time Xia Ying did not answer directly. He just smiled, patted Tang Xinyang on the shoulder, and then left slowly.
On the other side, Tian Dong was also a little puzzled: "Sir, why did you ask that gentleman to come? When we were in the capital before, you were usually not happy to see him."
Tan Ao did not speak immediately, but walked out of the school.
After reaching a relatively quiet place, Tan Ao whispered, "Third Uncle is from a side branch and is usually not taken seriously. It's inevitable that he will be ostracized and suppressed by the main line. He became famous at a young age and is a capable person. Given this, he will only be suppressed more harshly. Therefore, it's not surprising that he has resentment and also dislikes me. When we were in the capital, I served in the same court as him, and we reduced our meetings for the sake of less trouble. But now it's different. He must come."
Tian Dong said honestly, "I am stupid and don't understand."
Tan Ao didn't mind explaining it to him, or rather, taking this opportunity to talk himself through it as well: "There were disagreements between him and me, but that was the Tan family's own business. It had nothing to do with the court, the country, or the people of the Great Zhou. But now it's different. Third Uncle has an eye disease, and he holds a high position of power. If the disease is delayed, it will inevitably affect official business. Plus, he has a paranoid personality. Ever since he contracted the eye disease, he only believes in ghosts and gods and no longer sees doctors. If he knew that the promotion of medical skills was initiated by me, he would inevitably feel resentful."
Tian Dong was stunned when he heard this, and then said, "Promoting the medical skills of the fairyland is a good thing. That lord is already a second-rank official, so he shouldn't be so confused as to distinguish right from wrong, right?"
Tan Ao said softly, "He will definitely not stop me, but he will definitely feel uncomfortable. Tian Dong, you must remember that the right and wrong in this world can be judged impartially, but don't expect everyone to be saints or immortals. Third Uncle has been wronged before, and he feels angry and resentful. This is human nature. I don't ask for too much. If this incident can make him stop hiding his illness and avoiding medical treatment, it would be a good thing."
Tiandong still couldn't fully understand, but he always insisted that his master's words were the truth, so he kept it firmly in mind, respectfully said "yes", and didn't ask any more questions.
Tan Ao did not mention the matter again until a few days later, when someone came to report that an envoy from the Zhou State had arrived.
So Doctor Tan immediately put down the homework he was writing and took Tiandong to the school gate.
And there, Xia Ying had already made preparations with his men.
Tan Ao walked forward quickly and bowed. Before he could say anything, he saw something placed next to Xia Ying.
Like a chair, but with wheels.
It seems that there was a young man from the Wei State who was missing a leg, and he was sitting on this thing.
Imperial Physician Tan recalled for a moment and asked, "Is this a wheelchair?"
Xia Ying nodded: "Yes."
This made Tan Ao's heart rise in excitement. "I wonder why the Immortal Lord prepared this? Could it be that he heard that one of the people here has injured his leg? Or is the injury so severe that he can't walk?"
Seeing the usually aloof man now looking terrified, Xia Ying knew he had misjudged him and quickly said, "Don't worry, it's okay. I just felt that since there were elderly people among the injured who couldn't see clearly, it would be difficult for them to move around in an unfamiliar place, so I pushed the wheelchair over."
After hearing this, Tan Ao's worries faded. Instead, he looked puzzled. "Old man? Where did this old man come from? Could it be that the king sent someone else here and didn't mention it to me?" He paused. "But the journey from the capital to Fengwei Mountain is long. If an elderly person had to endure some hardships, this shouldn't have happened."
This time it was Xia Ying's turn to be confused: "Didn't you say your third uncle was coming?"
Tan Ao nodded: "Yes."
Xia Ying then asked, "Isn't this the old man?"
Unexpectedly, Imperial Physician Tan shook his head firmly: "No, he is not."
But before a detailed explanation could be given, someone came over from outside.
Since the road near Langyun has been repaired, the speed of climbing the mountain is much faster.
From the gate, you can directly see who is coming.
They were all wearing Zhou Dynasty costumes. Unlike Qi State, which valued light colors, Zhou State's aesthetic tended to favor darker tones.
Among them, black is the most respected.
Walking in front of the crowd at this moment was a man in black and red clothes.
He had a handsome appearance, unlike the ordinary Zhou people who were strong and powerful. He had fair skin and a tall figure. Even the solemn and serious robe he wore could not conceal his brilliance.
The man had a silk bandage covering his eyes, and it was obvious that he had an eye disease. However, he did not need anyone's support. Instead, he held a long stick similar to a crutch and took a step with each tap.
Even when he was in an unfamiliar place, he was not at all flustered. He seemed to be strolling leisurely and relaxed.
Xia Ying, who had served in the Zhou State for quite some time, was quite familiar with the Zhou people. Just by looking at the color of his clothes, one could tell that this person should be the most noble among this group of people.
That is, the second-rank official of the Zhou Kingdom.
He is also Tan Ao's third uncle...
This made Xia Ying's mouth twitch unconsciously. He turned his head to look at Tan Ao and asked, "He, your great uncle?"
Tan Ao replied calmly, "Yes, this is my third uncle, Tan Min."
"Is he well-maintained, or is he just that young?"
"My great uncle is one year younger than me."
"……ah?"
"The Tan family has several branches and a large population, so matters of generation often have little to do with age."
Xia Ying translated this sentence in his mind.
Although he is young, he is of a higher generation and is a grandfather since birth...
Although Tan Min cannot see, his ears are extremely sensitive.
He heard the conversation between the two and then paused slightly.
As he stopped, everyone behind him also stopped.
Tan Min casually passed the staff in his hand to the side. Someone immediately stepped forward and bowed to take it. Tan Min followed the voice and turned towards Xia Ying with a smile, bowing: "I am Tan Min, and I am honored to meet the Immortal Lord."
Xia Ying nodded to him, then realized that this person couldn't see, so he said: "Hello, Lord Tan, did you have a smooth journey?"
Although young and in a high position, Tan Min possessed no arrogance. Instead, he was exceptionally humble, smiling before speaking. He was very docile. "Have a safe journey, and thank you for your concern, Immortal Lord." He paused slightly and said, "I wonder if my senior brother has caused you any trouble lately? If he has been inconsiderate in any way, I hope you will forgive him."
This made Xia Ying confused again: "Your senior brother? Who?"
Tan Ao's face remained expressionless as always, and his voice was flat: "It's me."
Xia Ying looked confused.
Did he have some misunderstanding about the Aboriginal generational hierarchy, or was it just a common practice here to just call people by random names?
Tan Ao slowly explained, "My third uncle and I are of similar age. We went to school together. I became your senior disciple a year earlier, so I'm your elder brother. He became your younger disciple a year later."
Tan Min added with a smile: "Yes, he calls me uncle, and I call him senior brother. We each have our own way, and neither of us is hindered."
Xia Ying: …???
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