In Sumeru, pretend to be a scholar!

After registering Wang Yan's information, seeing Wang Yan's happy expression as he held his student ID and badge, Elhesen reminded him again: "Turn left when you go out later and go to the logistics department to pick up three sets of scholar's robes. You are now a [Tuosado] and enjoy the logistics supplies of the Order Academy."

Wang Yan's eyes lit up; getting something for free was better than nothing.

"How much stuff can I get?" he asked curiously.

As expected of someone who had served as the acting scribe of the Great Sage, Elhesen was very familiar with these things. When Wang Yan asked, he replied directly, "There are many. You can get three sets of scholar's robes directly, including clothes, hats, pants, socks, and shoes. If needed, you can also get quilts, pillows, and the like."

"You can apply to the logistics department of the Religious Council for anything you need in your daily life, and they will usually provide it."

"Secondly, as a scholar enrolled in the Church of Christ, you can eat and drink for free in the Church of Christ's dining hall. It's not as good as a pub, but you'll definitely have enough to eat."

"If you're still renting, you can also apply for a housing subsidy..."

"..."

El-Hysen told Wang Yan about the dozen or so welfare benefits offered by the scholars of the academy.

In short, as long as you become a scholar of the Faith Council and reach the level of "Tasata," the Faith Council will take care of everything related to your clothing, food, shelter, and daily life.

"The greatest value of a scholar lies in creating knowledge, while the trivialities of life consume the most time. Therefore, the Academy will do its best to ensure that every scholar is not troubled by life."

Ehrlich said this.

Wang Yan nodded and exclaimed, "As expected of a nation of wisdom, the level of support they provide is truly astonishing."

Hearing Wang Yan say this, Elhesen shook his head instead: "Actually, it's not of much help, because a scholar who can become a [Tasata] level scholar is not short of money, and if a scholar is short of money, it cannot be made up for by this little bit of daily expenses."

As is well known, the biggest expense for scholars is their research projects.

Most scholars do not pursue a luxurious lifestyle; in fact, many can be described as frugal.

A scholar who can carry a backpack to conduct field research—you're saying he can't endure hardship? Is that even possible? Perhaps some indoor scholars have a higher standard of living.

The bulk of their spending is on academic research; their living expenses are negligible compared to their academic bills.

Therefore, Ehrlich said that this benefit was not very helpful because what scholars lacked was a lot of money.

However, Wang Yan retorted, "But at least it guarantees a livelihood, doesn't it? After all, it's not like there aren't unlucky people who go bankrupt because of research projects."

Upon hearing this, Elhesen's lips curled up slightly, but he quickly regained his composure: "You're right, there really are such unlucky guys."

The two looked at each other and both saw the smile in each other's eyes.

It goes without saying who the unlucky guy is.

Just then, there was a knock on the door.

"Hello, is anyone here? I'm here to register my student status."

A new person has arrived.

Wang Yan immediately said, "Then I'll go take care of the others first, and then I'll go back to the tavern."

"Okay, you'll be registered under Senior Farusan's name. Remember to go see her; we'll need to formally establish a teacher-student relationship later." Elhesen nodded, offering a reminder, then looked towards the office door and said, "Please come in."

The door opened, and a girl of about twenty years old walked in. Her gaze swept over Wang Yan, then looked at Elhesen behind the desk: "Hello, I'm here to register for the Epistemology School."

As he spoke, he handed the item in his hand to Elhesen.

Wang Yan withdrew his gaze, turned and left the office.

Following Elhesen's advice, we turned left after leaving the building, asked a few passing scholars, and found the logistics department.

Next to a large warehouse, this place is quite typical of the logistics department.

The scholars here wear green badges, the emblem of the Biophilosophy school, whose central design is a winged bird, symbolizing the school's close connection with nature, ecology, and life.

As the largest and original faction within the Council of the Fathers, the Life Theory faction had the most members and naturally occupied many public positions within the Council.

It's not that people who advocate life enjoy fighting for power; it's simply that there are too many of them, so many positions are filled by people who advocate life.

Sometimes, you can even see scholars of the biogeophysical school forging iron, and when asked, they will say that minerals are also part of nature.

Although they were from different schools of thought, the logistics staff did not make things difficult for Wang Yan. After he gave them his size, they quickly found him three brand-new scholar's robes.

They also told Wang Yan that if he wanted to go to certain special places for inspection, he could come here to pick up professional inspection clothes.

In addition, if your clothes are damaged or don't fit properly, you can bring them here to exchange them for free.

It can only be said that the Academy of Educational Sciences has indeed taken very good care of its scholars.

Carrying large and small bags, Wang Yan left the Institute of Instruction and returned to his small room. After putting his things away, he changed into a scholar's robe from the Institute of Instruction and carefully pinned the insignia of the Epistemological School on his hat. He then appeared as a vivid Epistemological scholar.

Looking at himself in the mirror, Wang Yan smiled.

Putting everything else aside, just based on her appearance, even without any stats, people would still pull for her in the gacha pool.

"Let's go find Farusan first, pay our respects at her temple, and then we'll talk."

...

Upon arriving at Farusan's house, Wang Yan straightened his clothes and then knocked on the door.

After waiting for a while, there was no response from inside the door.

He knocked harder, but there was still no response.

Just as Wang Yan thought no one was inside and hesitated about whether to come back another day, a series of hurried footsteps approached from afar, and the door was pulled open.

Farusan poked her head out with messy long hair, her eyes slightly dark and her sleeve stained with ink and what looked like engine oil.

"You... why are you wearing a scholar's robe..." She blinked blankly at first, her gaze falling on Wang Yan's brand-new academic robe, then staring at the prominent Intellectualist insignia on his cap for several seconds. "Wait, how long has it been? The exams are already over?"

Wang Yan was speechless for a moment, wanting to complain, but he held back and bowed, saying, "Senior, the examination has been over for three days. I received a notice this morning and went to the Shravasti Academy to complete my student registration, officially becoming your disciple."

Farusian froze, then slapped her forehead: "Oh...haha! Look at my memory!"

She scratched her hair a little embarrassedly and stepped aside to make way for the doorway: "Come in, come in. I've been working on those ancient mechanism design drawings these past few days and haven't paid any attention to the dates... I was even thinking of checking your exam results a few days ago, but once I got into the drawings, I forgot everything."

Wang Yan followed her into the house, not paying any attention to this minor issue.

It's quite normal for scholars to forget to eat and sleep when they're doing their research.

Wang Yan looked around and found that the living room was even more cluttered than when he last came.

The desk was piled high with open blueprints, some of which had even slipped to the floor; several half-person-high mechanical skeletons stood in the corner, their parts scattered around; on the display shelf by the window, several models that had been neatly arranged had been moved, leaving empty spaces for gear sets being assembled and a few parts that Wang Yan couldn't recognize...

As Farusan hurriedly gathered the few sheets of paper that had slipped off onto the table, she turned to Wang Yan and smiled, "Sorry, it's a bit messy here..."

Wang Yan shook his head: "It's alright, Professor Farusan, let's get straight to the topic of the research project."