"What's the fuck?" Meng Yang couldn't help but swear.

Meng Yang knew at this time that he must have been not in a dream. He suddenly opened his eyes. Unfortunately, he seemed to have entered that nightmare state again. His eyes could be opened, but his body was stiff and he couldn't move for a while.

Although Meng Yang's eyes were opened, the light spots did not disappear, and it was obviously not over.

The scattered light spots began to gradually combine to form a beautiful and childlike interface. Yes, although that interface had a distinct exotic style, from Meng Yang's perspective, you can still experience the beauty and meaning from it.

Suddenly, a strange and concentric voice rang in Meng Yang's mind, and it sounded like a magnetic force. Although the sound was pleasant, I didn't understand it at all. This was obviously a language beyond Meng Yang's cognition.

But soon, the sound paused for a while and suddenly changed, turning into authentic earth-flavored Chinese.

"Student Mengyang, what we are going to carry out next is the life manufacturing course in the compulsory education stage of primary schools..."

The magnetic voice like Teacher Zhong Xiang said, which made Meng Yang stunned and couldn't help but burst out.

"Who are you?"

"..." The voice paused, "...I am the A9527 course auxiliary teaching intelligent courseware for compulsory education life creation course in primary school, you can call me 9527."

"Who are you?" Meng Yang's mind was filled with all kinds of lawsuits.

"I am the A9527 intelligent courseware for assisted teaching of life creation courses in primary school compulsory education."

"Are you an intelligent program?" Meng Yang asked in confusion.

"According to the knowledge system of human beings on Earth, I am not a program."

"What are you?"

"In words you can understand, I am an intelligent life."

"Intelligent life?" Meng Yang keenly noticed the difference between this word and the program, "that is, you have self-awareness?"

“According to the understanding of the people on earth, yes.”

"Where are you from?"

"According to the concept of Earthlings, I came from the ancient titanium civilization of the ancient river galaxy 30 million light years away. However, according to the concept of Earthlings, this is the data from 350 million years ago. Considering the relative movement between river galaxies in the universe, the relative distance needs to be re-measured before it can be finalized."

"Okay...what are you here?"

"It's not what I'm here to do, but... I was accidentally lost by my previous student...... Lost on Earth..."

"Oh...this is such a sad story. I feel sad for you, I feel very sympathetic...but, what are you planning to do with me?"

"The meaning of life lies in teaching, and I must teach a full-scoring student!"

"..." Although the tone of 9527 has not changed much, Meng Yang inexplicably heard a kind of passionate sense of mission. When dealing with such idealists, he always feels that it is not a good thing?

Meng Yang thought about it and asked weakly.

"Can I not learn? Or you can find someone else. There are 7 billion people on this earth. You can teach them one by one, enough for you to teach them for another 300 million years."

"Sorry, you have registered for student status and cannot be changed."

"Damn...when did I register? Why don't I know?" Meng Yang couldn't help but yell.

"You did not refuse when you were carrying out the registration process last night."

"...... Last night..." Meng Yang was depressed when he heard this. With such a terrifying way of registering, who could still think that this would be rejected?

"If..." Meng Yang tried to test the behavioral boundaries of 9527, "...I mean what would happen if...I don't study, or if I don't study hard?"

9527 heard a faint sentence, "There is no naughty child that cannot be taught well."

Meng Yang shrank his neck when he heard it. Although 9527's tone was very plain, why did he feel murderous?

"For students..." Meng Yang continued to test, "... Should we pay attention to protecting the rights and interests of minors, or at least respecting the personal rights of students?"

"Will humans talk about human rights to ants?" 9527 despised it.

This metaphor is full of discrimination from Hongguoguo, standard race + discrimination!

But if you want to refute it, Meng Yang still feels a little lacking in confidence, because 9527 has existed for at least 300 million years. When it appeared on Earth, not to mention humans, dinosaurs have not yet been seen. It is estimated that at that time, human genes were still hidden in a certain insect.

"Since you are all regarded as an ant, how could you be interested in teaching an ant?"

"The meaning of life lies in teaching, and I must teach a full-scoring student!"

Well, it's this sentence again. Whenever 9527 says this sentence, I always feel like a crazy believer possesses him...

"That...if I'm not careful...I mean if...you know, I'm all an ant, don't have too much expectations for the ant's IQ...what should I do if I don't get the full mark?"

"If it were you, what would you do with that ant?" 9527 asked quietly.

9527 said it very gently, but the content of the expression made Meng Yang creepy!

Yes, if Meng Yang teaches an ant, if that ant is not powerful...

Imagine the various ant tortures performed by lying in front of an ant's nest when I was a child: burning, flooding, focusing on the magnifying glass, pulling legs, twisting flattening, soap bubbles, and provoking civil war between an ant...

Meng Yang suddenly felt that Alexander...it was life-threatening...it was so terrifying. What was even more terrifying was that the way of death was likely to break through the sky, completely beyond human imagination... because it was completely out of the imagination of aliens...

The alien version of the top ten tortures of the Qing Dynasty...

Meng Yang found out that he would still pray that his IQ would be better!

Meng Yang remembered another question, "That... can I ask foreign aid, or let others know about your existence?"

"It's okay for you, you can't complete the assessment anyway."

"...Aren't you afraid that I will hand you over to the government?"

"Whatever, even if you are sliced, they may not be able to find me from the slices of meat. If you die, I will just look for the next student."

"...I don't necessarily have a lot of time to study. I need to work and earn money every day to support myself, which will delay learning."
Chapter completed!