I have to get lucky right away.

Chapter 444 You will be Confucius after all!
Just as Delis was studying diligently, the "Hundred Schools of Thought" movement in Xianyang City finally came to an end.

In the past few days, Feng Xue has broadened her horizons and seen many ideas that are either outrageous or interesting. For example, the Legalist "fully automatic conduct score recorder" that can identify and mark violations of laws and regulations within a certain range is quite interesting. However, the coverage area is too small, and it is necessary to tie a Legalist mentor who has passed on the torch to a pillar as a wet device.

For example, the street gossip group and the industrialist group built a newspaper reader, somewhat reminiscent of Feng Xue's AI-powered audiobook in her previous life. However, they used a purely mechanical method, arranging the sounds of different characters in a music box-like manner, then fixing reeds. Depending on the different protrusions on the characters, the reeds would sweep across different characters to produce similar syllables. It could indeed read, and even the reading speed could be adjusted by manually cranking a joystick. But the problem was that this thing required manual typesetting based on the reading content first...

There are many more inventions like these that are both laughable and absurd. Although these things may seem like silly inventions, if you consider the technological tree of this world, you will find that they are not ridiculous at all. On the contrary, these things, like the impractical clay movable type and the incorrectly proportioned gunpowder, are groundbreaking advancements. As long as they can solve the key problems, they may well become inventions that are recorded in history.

For example, the farmer's technique that left a deep impression on him was similar to the food synthesis technology of the pre-civilization of the sea world, except that they directly rubbed starch by hand.

It is said that the growth process of crops such as rice and wheat is recorded with a heart flame, and then the plant is directly bypassed as a "catalyst" to knead air, water and soil into various finished grains.

However, because it consumes a lot of Heart Flame, they are currently recruiting oxen and horses from the family to help out.

If Feng Xue didn't have her own project, she really would have liked to participate. However, he didn't just ignore it. Instead, he had Xiao Lingdang roughly translate the starch synthesis technology into a language that this world could understand. Although there were no detailed contents such as chemical formulas and process flow, the other party seemed to have some understanding. As for whether she could actually produce anything, he didn't know.

As Feng Xue was thinking, the dog, who was peering out the window, suddenly exclaimed in surprise:

"Oh no! A lot of people are rushing over! I don't know why, but I think they're probably after you!"

"What? Are they all coming for me? Could it be that some parents only heard about my 'high-efficiency ignition device' after the Hundred Schools Narrative Competition ended? Or do they want to try it out one last time?"

Feng Xue's idea is not surprising, after all, no parent would give up such an opportunity for upward social mobility.

But Fina shook her head and said:
"They're all from different families, and as far as the eye can see, it's all flames!"

"When will you be able to see the Heart Candle... Oh, right, Fina lit it. By the way, what kind of fire did you light?"

Feng Xue walked slowly toward the window. As the chief of the Yin-Yang School, a promising young talent who had been pre-selected for this year's Casting Tripod Award, and the next leader personally announced by the current leader of the Yin-Yang School, he was not worried that anyone could harm him in Xianyang City.

"Is this the time to ask such a question?" Fina clearly didn't want to bring it up, and grabbed Sarah's muzzle—although Sarah didn't speak using a dog's mouth. Seeing this, Feng Xue didn't press the matter, but instead brought her head close to the window, her face immediately showing surprise—

"so much?"

"What do you think?" Sarah's voice rang out from the dog's collar as she watched the dense mass of heads spreading in the distance.

Feng Xue grinned, but suddenly felt a little guilty. What was wrong? Had her "alien" identity been exposed? Should she run away now?

Just as Feng Xue was tense, there was a sudden knock on the door. Feng Xue jumped in surprise, but Liu Yunxi was relatively calmer. She moved closer to the door, her physique, honed by nearly nine hundred years of cultivation, ready to attack, and asked Feng Xue with her eyes whether to open the door. Feng Xue gave her a reassuring look, and then said:

"Who?"

"Brother Feng, it's me, Tao Qing! You've really gotten yourself into trouble!" Tao Qing's boisterous voice came from behind the door. Seeing that his tone was normal, Feng Xue held the substitute jade talisman in one hand and gestured for Liu Yunxi to open the door.

As the door opened, Tao Qing's large face instantly came into view, and Feng Xue also noticed that there were several people outside the door casting curious glances in their direction.

"So what exactly happened? How did I become famous? Or wasn't I already famous a few days ago?"

Feng Xue knew that it was best not to beat around the bush with Gong Jiahan, and Tao Qing, seeing that Feng Xue had asked directly, shook her head and said:

"That's different! When it comes to educating children, every school of thought has a few experts. Planetary theory only inspires those schools that have some knowledge of divination, calendars, and solar terms. But when it comes to enlightening children about the sun and moon shining together, you're the only one since Confucius!"

"So shouldn't this kind of thing have been trending for days?" Feng Xue felt a chill run down her spine as she looked at the unfamiliar disciples of various families staring intently at her outside the door. Tao Qing, however, seemed completely oblivious.

"What you're saying is ridiculous. Novelists have been weak for a long time. That newly promoted 'Sun and Moon Shining Together' is currently busy writing books and doesn't see anyone. Who can be sure whether it's a result of his accumulated knowledge that you've finally revealed, or whether it's entirely due to your guidance? But today you've enlightened another one, and that's a different story! Even Confucius enlightened Confucian disciples. You enlightened novelists first and then peasants, and you even have a Confucian maidservant by your side..."

"Eh, I'm a Confucian?" Although she didn't say it aloud, Feng Xue felt that Liu Yunxi was probably wondering the same thing. But when he mentioned the peasant school, Feng Xue realized what he meant and nodded.

"Has that farmer's disciple who created food out of thin air succeeded?"

"Whether it succeeded or not, I don't know, but he achieved the brilliance of the sun and moon, and it hasn't been long since you left." Tao Qing shrugged, then playfully leaned forward, speaking in a voice just loud enough for those around her to hear:
"Brother Feng, we came to the city together, after all. Do you think I have the potential to shine like the sun and moon? Could you give me some pointers?"

Feng Xue knew this guy was playing a prank, but his eyes darted around, and he immediately revealed a sinister smile:

"Okay, wait a minute!"

"There really is?!" Tao Qing was stunned when he heard this, and suddenly felt sweat pouring down his back. Even though he was a bit simple-minded, he could clearly feel the piercing gazes from the onlookers around him.

But it was too late to say anything then, since words were already beginning to appear on the white paper in Feng Xue's hand.

Meanwhile, in Feng Xue's mind, Little Bell was translating the principle of a difference engine into the small seal script of this world...

(End of this chapter)