Chapter 1180: Chapter 3: You Don’t Know How Happy I Am
From every perspective, Ming Country naval officers are currently the group with the highest cultural literacy, the most progressive thinking, and mastery of the most advanced productive forces, bar none.
They enjoy the best educational resources and welfare benefits, use the most advanced weapons of destruction of this era, being both the fundantal force that maintains national strength and the pioneering vanguard of the new era.
But sotis, having a brain that spins too quickly and flexibly doesn’t necessarily an one can find the right answer. It might also an being too clever for one’s own good, taking an unexpected path. The successful ones are called genius youths, but if they fail, there’s no doubt they beco part of the Heretical Path.
As the fundantal cultural courses were about to end, a wave of blind optimism began to swell among the freshn group.
In a word, it’s about not becoming Garrison Soldiers, striving to improve, and trying to cultivate Chess Herald and Advisor.
Garrison Soldiers are the simplest and easiest Dharma Gate; even Big-Headed Soldiers can cultivate it. We were selected from the military to attend the academy for further studies, and if in the end, all we beco are Garrison Soldiers, it’s the sa as attending school in vain, making us a laughingstock if word got out.
The reasoning indeed is this reasoning.
But most people think quite simply.
It’s like when you were a kid, telling your parents you have to study hard, work hard, and when you grow up, you’ll get into Tsinghua and Peking University, beco a scientist, and contribute to the country.
There’s nothing wrong when a third-grade primary school student says this, and your parents would be very pleased to hear it.
But if you still say this in the third year of high school, you should consider seeing a psychologist.
Wang Yunxiao is a hands-on type person. He may not fully grasp the intricacies of Chess Herald and Advisor, but he understands them much better than those who only rely on textbook theory. When he saw the test questionnaire prepared by the school, he imdiately realized sothing was wrong; it was too specialized.
This is like the primary education reform of the future, where a group of inherently uneducated parents hears a few new terms on Douyin public accounts, like “separation of preschool and primary school” and “anti-self-learning chanism,” and then feels indignant, finally able to shift the bla for educational failure onto so higher-ups.
In more popular terms of the future: “I don’t know whose cake I’m touching, but capital, you win.”
They had no clue what the so-called “anti-self-learning chanism” actually was.
To put it bluntly, it’s just four words—cognitive gap.
When teachers from first-tier big cities set questions for primary school students, they assu students should know the basic fact that “Starbucks coffee doesn’t have small cups, only dium, large, and extra-large cups.”
“Educational experts” from eighteenth-tier cities see this question as excellent, copying it verbatim, regardless of whether their students know what Starbucks is.
When students get questions wrong, parents pay for tutoring classes, and the tutors tell the students, Starbucks is the sa as Mixue Ice City, and students suddenly understand.
The test questionnaire in Wang Yunxiao’s hands is just like that.
One classic question asks, saying the king bet with Archides, placing one grain of rice on the first square of a chessboard, two grains on the second square, and so on, how much grain would Archides get in the end.
The challenge isn’t in the math, but in the fact that the questioner assus students should know what a chessboard looks like.
Let alone ordinary people, Wang Yunxiao himself doubts how many of his classmates know what international chess even is.
“Make so changes.”
Having finished reviewing the test paper, Wang Yunxiao said to the class teacher, “I’ll set a test, and you can let everyone try it.”
“Okay, okay, you set the questions!”
The class teacher was overjoyed, “You don’t have to attend the afternoon class. I’ll lend my office to you. If you need anything, just let know. What brand of cigarettes do you smoke, I’ll get them for you!”
“Thank you, I don’t smoke.”
Wang Yunxiao was quite helpless.
Cheng Feng ca over once, did nothing, and managed to damage his reputation.
Quite a few people saw when Cheng was handing him cigarettes, and now the rumors are getting more and more exaggerated.
Wang Yunxiao himself does not smoke and only brings two packs when occasionally visiting his master.
Now there are private whispers that he’s injured on the front line, with a severe addiction to smoking, uncomfortable all day without it…
Actually, he still wanted to go back to the class to study.
Who says Laozi doesn’t need to supplent basic cultural knowledge? Those naval military terms, semaphore, vectors, damage control, firing angles… he knows nothing about them.
The general public’s understanding of surface vessels in the future era at most remains at the level of the size of toss pieces, with AA being a submarine and E being an aircraft carrier.
The knowledge that active navy personnel of this era must learn is much more complex.
Without computer mapping, shooting across kiloters of sea for three nights, hitting half of the targets depended half on luck and half on ntal arithtic.
That’s why the assistance and support of an Advisor are needed.
Sitting in the class teacher’s office, sipping the tea personally brewed by the class teacher, while cracking a couple of sunflower seeds, Wang Yunxiao grandly set the telegraph machine on the table.
This thing is formally nad the Multi-dinsional Communicator.
The nine notebooks left by the Demon Monarch of Transformation (due to Ti-Space Retrospection, there are actually ten) were taken by Xia Yubing and placed in the Containnt Departnt.
Truth be told, it’s quite useful.
The side effects are minimal—likely deliberate by the Demon Monarch of Transformation. People of Ming are all pragmatists; as long as the side effects aren’t significant, that ans no side effects.
Only transmigrators like Wang Yunxiao and Li Mumu who were deeply influenced by online novels from the future remain cautious and skeptical about it. The local natives give it rave reviews.
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