From the Carp that Brings Children to the Celestial Officials

Chapter 92 A Thousand Threads in a Single Needle (Sixth Update)
"Ding ding ding."

"Dang Dang Dang."

"Boom, boom, boom..."

Inside the school at the foot of Yuanling Mountain, the teacher had just recited two lines when he was interrupted by a series of noises.

Every time he was about to speak, there would be the rhythmic roar of the construction site.

"Could you talk to the people on the mountain and suggest that we choose to do the construction at night? There are no students at our school at night."

The teacher was somewhat exasperated. "How can we have a class with all this noise?"

But after he finished speaking, no one else responded.

Nonsense, you go ahead and say it. Everyone knows how powerful the carp on Yuanling Mountain is.

Especially the Xuan Guang cultivator from the Vajra Sect, after being defeated by the Yin soldiers raised by that carp last time, he had a lingering fear of that carp.

"If all else fails, take a few days off and come back to class when his temple is repaired."

The several Xuan Guang cultivators, all looking worried and disinterested in teaching, waved their hands, telling the children to go play on their own.

"Everyone, why do you all look unhappy?"

You Ming strolled over to the school.

To be honest, seeing these people suffering from the construction problems actually made Little Carp feel a bit better. Back when the school was being built, she herself was also disturbed by the noise.

"Carp Spirit God, what brings you to the school?"

Although they are neighbors, You Ming has always been a homebody, rarely showing his face except for his arduous cultivation in the mountains.

"What you're saying is true. The students you're teaching are all people under my jurisdiction. I've come to check on your teaching. Is there anything wrong with that?"

You Ming smiled, thinking it was much more comfortable to be on his own turf. It was nice up there, but no one dared to offend anyone, and he had to be careful in everything he did.

Several cultivators felt that these words sounded strange. Although the words were true, they made it sound like they were your subordinates.

"Also, I would like to apologize to you all. The construction work on this mountain is a bit noisy, and I hope you can forgive us. I have already instructed the people at the Craftsmen's Office that the entire project will be completed within three days."

You Ming cupped his hands in greeting to the group and continued speaking.

Hearing this, everyone felt a little better.

This little carp is superior to them in both status and strength. Although they are not in the same camp, the fact that the little carp is so humble is a sign of respect for them.

Just as the cultivators were about to exchange some polite words, the little carp suddenly interrupted them.

"Then, I hope to rent a few houses from everyone. The main reason is that I want to start a midwife training course. As you know, I am the deity in charge of childbirth, and training midwives is also to reduce the dangers of childbirth for women."

"what……?"

The cultivators exchanged bewildered glances, finding the carp's thinking rather erratic. What was midwife training? Was it the kind of midwife who delivered babies?

This...this is outrageous!

This school is a place for learning literature and martial arts; how can it be used to train people in such things?

If this gets out, it won't sound good for my reputation.

Even if they weren't pedantic scholars, they still found this kind of thing absurd.

no! Absolutely not!
“I will negotiate the rent with the City God, but as soon as the course begins, I will give each teacher five divine powers as compensation per month.”

Before they could even voice their opinions, You Ming spoke up again.

The words that everyone was about to say were instantly stuck in their throats.

One wisp of divine power is basically equivalent to one spirit stone. For these Xuan Guang cultivators who project their power outwards, it's like getting five extra spirit stones every month without doing anything.

For cultivators of small sects, this is a lot. "But this..."

The professor in charge of teaching the article came from Mingyue Temple and was somewhat well-off, but he still felt it was a bit absurd.

"In addition, during festivals, an extra divine power is provided as a supplement."

You Ming smiled and continued speaking.

"Uh... ok."

The man's face flushed slightly, and he swallowed the words he was about to say.

Well, it's just a little bit of fame; consider it a way to temper one's Dao heart.

Moreover, training midwives is for the purpose of delivering babies and accumulating merit.

You Ming looked at everyone, his smile growing even brighter.

Actually, he didn't necessarily want to hold the midwife training at the school, since that would be equivalent to spending dozens of extra units of divine power every month.

Even if he has money, he wouldn't waste it like this.

With so much divine power, what kind of house couldn't be built?

But he insisted on doing it, even if it meant incurring an extra expense.

He wanted to break down everyone's taboos about childbirth. Only by training midwives in the same place as other students could this conservative concept be gradually broken down, starting with children.

What he hopes for even more is that, in addition to having a professional midwifery team, all ordinary people can also master some basic midwifery knowledge.

At least it won't be as absurd as placing pregnant women in unclean or even dirty environments.

……

The temperature has dropped slightly these past few days.

A faint autumn chill began to permeate the air, and the edges of the originally deep green branches and leaves were tinged with a yellowish hue.

"My lord, this is a list of thirteen women that we have collected recently. They are all experienced midwives."

Wu Mo's figure slowly emerged from the shadows, and he placed a document on You Ming's desk.

The documents turned automatically without any wind, page by page. On each page was a woman, with her name, number of deliveries, and success rate information beside her.

"The success rate is a bit low."

You Ming frowned slightly. The average success rate was less than 40%, even after taking into account the success rate of his secret use of Blessing Fruit to help with production in recent years.

Otherwise it would be even lower.

But what he didn't know was that this was actually the norm. Even for royalty and nobility, the success rate of midwives who specialized in childbirth was less than 70%.

You Ming felt a little heavy-hearted. Such a high mortality rate meant that pregnant women and children could die from difficult childbirth at any moment.

“I understand. In the next few days, we still need to compile some teaching materials. Go to Heqitang and invite Master Tang to Yuanling Mountain for a chat... Uh, never mind, I'll go myself.”

That Lord Tang was a high-ranking deity of the eighth rank, and was highly respected. You Ming felt that he should lower his posture a bit.

From then on, whether it was editing the midwifery textbook, preparing the anesthetic powder, or researching the production equipment, we basically had to ask Master Tang to oversee everything.

"Go to the [Slave Control Bureau] and ask for a few mirage slaves. When the time comes, have them breathe mirage energy to create real-world scenes to aid in teaching."

As the saying goes, "A thousand threads are connected by a single needle."

You Ming has a lot of things to do next, but he can't afford to be disorganized; he has to arrange them one by one.

Wu Mo nodded, accepted the order, and left.

(End of this chapter)