Trinity Traitor: From One Person to the Other

Chapter 279 Mr. He, if you don't come, Zhang Zhiwei will beat us to death
Are you kidding? Then you become my disciple.

Today, He Songling is at the top of the entire alien world in terms of identity, status, wealth, and strength. If he wants to accept a disciple, it will definitely be a huge benefit and a top priority in the alien world.

How many people have spent all their money and knelt down to kowtow all the way from afar, just to ask for a place in the queue. Accept Zhang Xuan? Even if he is Wu Gensheng's strict selection, he is not qualified for the Thirty-Six Thieves.

If Wu Gensheng could kneel down and kowtow, he might consider taking Wu Gensheng's daughter Feng Baobao as his apprentice. As for others, forget it.

Even if he is very optimistic about Zhang Xuan, he cannot accept her.

The key is that he can't teach Zhang Xuan either.

He is a poor student from a lousy third-tier university who only scored 20 points in high school physics and was forced to take the art exam. What can he teach Zhang Xuan?
"Old gatekeeper, you really don't understand."

Looking at the surprised and doubtful head of the Mo Sect, He Songling sighed. It was really difficult to communicate with these bumpkins who were still living in the Qing Dynasty.

What he wants is talent, not slaves. This is the management concept of modern enterprises. It is enough to bring benefits to the company or one's own group and everyone should develop together, rather than asking for never betraying.

Why should he be your servant for his whole life when he has all the ability? Those who can become great scientists have something to pursue. Those who can be a slave for their whole life will not achieve anything in science.

If you don’t understand “equality” and “respect”, you can’t become a talent, let alone cultivate talents.

"Do you think that because Zhang Xuan doesn't pledge allegiance to me, I won't treat him as my own and hide things when I pass him on? You're wrong. I value his ability. The better he learns, the more useful he will be to me. I'm a businessman, and I'm profit-driven and result-oriented. Do you understand?"

He even planned to arrange for Zhang Xuan to attend classes of Nobel Prize winners and great physicists such as Born, Fermi, Bohr, Einstein, Planck, and Dirac. This is definitely not something that can be achieved by just bowing your head or becoming the disciple of two teachers.

The progress of science lies in inheritance, communication, collision and thinking. What can you achieve by apprenticing to a master and working in isolation?
Of course, he had no intention of telling Master Mo, firstly because he didn't need to use this to seek credit from Master Mo, and secondly, it was difficult to explain this to these Qing bumpkins; they didn't have these concepts in their minds and couldn't understand them.

We should wait for that great man to do this kind of thing. He will stand on the high city wall and announce to the world that after five thousand years, the people of this land have stood up and equality for all has been deeply rooted in their hearts. The seeds of science will eventually blossom on the land of China.

"Well, okay, we were too rude." Only then did the head of the Mo family realize that although he was very accomplished and had a high status, he was still not qualified to let his disciples come over to congratulate Song Ling.

He could only take He Songling's words seriously. No matter how many doubts he had in his heart, there was nothing he could do about it. After all, the other party had the initiative.

"Zhang Xuan, remember this. After you follow Mr. He, watch carefully and learn well. No matter what, our Mo Sect cannot lose to the people of Tiangong Hall."

"I understand, Master." Zhang Xuan was visibly happy. You know, he was the one who tore open the coffin of the founder of the sect to study the mechanism, and risked his life to meet Liang Ting, the so-called number one master of the mechanism.

Now that he had seen the things that He Songling had brought, he understood that with Liang Ting's skills, he was far from being the best in mechanical engineering. At best, he was the best in mechanical engineering among extraordinary people.

A bigger world was opening its doors to him, and Zhang Xuan could no longer suppress his excitement.

"Mr. He, what should I do next? I'll go with you?"

"Follow me first. When we find Zhang Zhiwei, you can go back with Xiaotian." He Songling thought about it. The world is not peaceful. If they go together, they can take care of each other. "Wow!" Zhang Xuan jumped up and down happily. After lunch that day, He Songling took Zhang Xuan and Tian Jinzhong away from Momen.

Before he left, he suddenly felt a little weird. He had kidnapped another thief, Wei Shufen included, and now there were 34 thieves. How about just trying hard and leaving Wu Gencheng alone?
"Hey, hehe, this is a good idea." He Songling thought with a strange smile.

"Mr. He, how about you speak a little more quietly? I can't read here." Zhang Xuan shouted in dissatisfaction while holding a book on the ground.

Relying on his speed, He Songling took advantage of the time when Zhang Xuan was packing her luggage before leaving Mo Men to go back to Fujian and visit Mr. Dongshan's house.

He had been running a school before, and Wei Shufen and Zhou Quan had also studied there. He had relatively complete Western course materials.

He Songling took some new primary and secondary school textbooks from Dongshan's home. In addition, he specifically told Zhang Xuan to learn English well, and then cited the example of Li Muxuan in the original timeline.

After hearing this, Zhang Xuan became excited. He was studying hard at the moment, and when he heard He Songling's strange laughter, he immediately expressed his dissatisfaction.

"Oh, there are so many things to do."

He Songling waved his hand, and two balls of transparent Qi were stuck on Zhang Xuan's ears, making him unable to hear anything. Then he sighed, "Alas, where on earth did Old Zhang go?"

It’s a headache. After leaving Momen, I still have no idea where to find Zhang Zhiwei.

He Songling never had much patience, but Zhang Zhiwei had to find him. Once he achieved the third level, other people would have no meaning for him to compare with. If a person is too strong, he will be confused. He needed someone to discuss the truth with.

It was just an estimate before, but since he came out of Dongshan, he has been almost unstoppable all the way, except for a few strong people like Zhang Jingqing. At this time, the only one who can discuss Taoism with him is Zhang Zhiwei.

I can't go to Europe to find Taber. Although Taber is very powerful, he doesn't practice Eastern Taoism. Discussing Taoism with him can only be said to be analogous, and there is no pleasure of direct communication.

"But we have searched all the Taoist sects in Henan, even the Taoist priests hanging out in small shacks. Where can he go..."

Just as they had circled Henan for a while and were still clueless, and were about to change their destination, two monks with bruised faces and noses found the three of them.

"Amitabha, congratulations to the donor, I am lucky to meet you here!"

As soon as the two monks met, they put their hands together and bowed, which surprised He Songling.

"Which temple are you two monks from? Why do you look like this and show me such great respect?"

The short young monk in the lead almost cried out: "Please come quickly, or Zhang Zhiwei will beat us to death."

(End of this chapter)