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Transmigrating Into a Xianxia, Thankfully I Have a Dungeon System

Update: Hiatus for a while My name is Joe. I've been playing games about dungeon-building all my life with the hope of being able to manage or create one myself. Of course, I know there were no dungeons IRL, but who knows? A good friend of mine who knows of my obsession with dungeons gave me a birthday gift yesterday. It was a game in a different genre than what I played usually. But since it was a gift he gave me, I played it. Though there weren't really any "dungeons" in it, the oldies Eastern aesthetic took me in. I played it as soon as I got it from him, no questions asked. What did it give me?! Unwanted transmigration into this world of extra bullshit!!

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What The Winter Gear Was For

Mr. Abdul commanded the caravan to move onward. Inside the swaying wagon, our discussion continued.

Jiang Mei raised her hand, and asked gingerly, "Then teacher, what do you think is the best choice for our country?"

"Do you remember what I said to your father about my school's core rules, and can you recite that for me?"

"Yes, teacher. Talent is nothing, cultivation is temporary, but knowledge is eternal. The second rule is: Fill the world with knowledge, and make it a better place." She recited.

"Good. The emphasis on the first rule is the part about eternal knowledge that supersedes both talent and cultivation. I've told little Wei about how dangerous the loss of knowledge is. From that, what do you think the country should do?"

"They need to protect knowledge?"

"Right, they must protect knowledge, and it needs to be prioritized first. Do you think the turbulence in the capital never happened before?"

"I- I don't know, teacher."