Absolute Great Teacher

Chapter 191: If You Don't Wish for Him to Die, Then Shut Up!

Zheng Qingfang knew that there were three headmasters in Central Province Academy. An Xinhui, for one, was too famous. There wasn't anyone in Jinling City who didn't know of her. She had high morals like her grandfather, never being impartial to others.

Wang Su was a 4-star great teacher and a well-known perfectionist. If someone wasn't a perfect talent, he wouldn't care for them.

To speak the truth, Sun Mo had graduated from Songyang Academy.

Thus, no matter how Zheng Qingfang looked at it, he didn't think that Wang Su would admire Sun Mo. Therefore, it was impossible for Wang Su to help Sun Mo get a position in the school.

Then there was only Zhang Hanfu left.

"Uncle Zheng, what rubbish are you talking about?"

Sun Mo was speechless. (How can that potato Zhang be able to give birth to a handsome guy like me? It'd be impossible even if he were to wed a goddess!)

"I'm sorry, it was a slip of tongue." Zheng Qingfang apologized and smiled, feeling bad about it. "Your drawing skill is very good and your calligraphy isn't bad either. An Xinhui must admire you a lot, right?"

In Zheng Qingfang's opinion, Sun Mo was a famous artist who had reached the level of being able to create great masterpieces. It wouldn't be surprising for An Xinhui to hold him in high regard.

"No, she doesn't know that I can draw!"

Sun Mo shook his head. Ever since he started drawing character illustrations for Journey to the West the other day, he didn't draw anymore. He'd just be drawing spirit-gathering runes every day.

"Uhh!"

Zheng Qingfang was speechless. (Brother, you weren't this bad at chatting in the past. How am I supposed to carry on the conversation with you giving me these replies? And it's really a great waste of talent for you not to be drawing.)

"I'll be heading to the Darkness Continent in half a month, so I won't be free to write (Journey to the West] now."

Sun Mo said honestly to save Zheng Qingfang from constantly thinking about it.

"What? Are you crazy?"

Zheng Qingfang frowned. "Did someone plot against you?"

"No!"

Sun Mo was perplexed.

"Then why would you be assigned to go to the Darkness Continent when you're new on the job? Do you know what kind of place that is?"

Zheng Qingfang looked at Sun Mo. He was very disappointed when he heard that Sun Mo wasn't going to write (Journey to the West] anymore. But when he heard the word 'Darkness Continent', he was instantly shocked.

"I know!" 

Sun Mo nodded. The original owner of this body had been there before, but he had only been to the second level.

That was right. Given all the known information for now, there was a total of five levels in the Darkness Continent. Each level had different natural laws.

For example, the spirit qi in the first level wasn't as stable as that in Middle-Earth Nine Provinces. They were like tidal waves, seething non-stop.

Such a phenomenon resulted in varying spirit pressure in various regions.

It wasn't an issue to move around in areas with low spirit pressure, but they had to be careful when they were to enter high spirit pressure areas. When it exceeded a certain value, one's organs would be compressed and damaged.