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1840 Indian Renaissance

Ma Shao, a high school physics teacher, was reborn in the United States in 1840 and becomes an Apache Indian. She must save her people. All rights to their respective creators I am just a translator who uploads this book. Sorry if there are translation errors in the chapters.

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Chapter 113: [Is there a heaven on earth?]

Ma Shao naturally knew about Xiao Ma Que's girlish thoughts, and not only that, there was even some tacit understanding between the two. That was why Xiao Ma Que became the only one who called him "Brother Shao".

Everyone would like a pretty and lively girl, and Ma Shao, who is physically in puberty, is no exception.

But there is a prerequisite for everything, that is, the little sparrow must grow up.

Physiologically, Little Sparrow was already half an adult, at least fourteen years old. But psychologically and intellectually, Little Sparrow was still far behind, so Ma Shao still mainly treated her as his sister.

Yes, it was a sister, not a student, because Ma Shao really had students. As a teacher, he was quite averse to teacher-student relationships, and developing relationships with students made him feel guilty.

But my sister is different.

He was an only child in his previous life, and in this life he was the only one in his family, so he had no psychological burden at all. Not only that, he also watched a lot of related anime, such as... cough cough.

Students definitely can't.

But my sister is the best.

"Mathematics and physics?" The little sparrow suspected that Ma Shao was repaying kindness with enmity.

Ma Shao: "Yes, otherwise why is it called 'Mathematics and Physics Advanced Class'. Of course, there will be some other knowledge, just like the 'World Course' you learned in the upper grades of elementary school, but it is more in-depth."

The little sparrow pursed his lips and said, "But, Brother Whistle, I don't like math and physics."

Ma Shao: "No one likes to study, but everyone should study, unless you want to be an empty-headed person."

"But do I have to learn so much math and physics? I don't think I'll ever use that knowledge." The little sparrow said again.

Ma Shao: "It's just that it's not used in daily life. But this knowledge is not used to buy groceries, but to build a worldview. Knowledge is the raw material of the worldview, and it is almost the worldview itself. People who regard water, fire, earth and air as elements and those who regard hydrogen, helium, lithium, beryllium and boron as elements must have completely different worldviews."

He accidentally made a mistake - the element helium had not yet been discovered in this era.

But the little sparrow was so confused that he didn't notice the mistake.

Ma Shao continued, "Worldview is the view of the world, and the world is objective, so we need knowledge, we need physics, we need history, and we also need knowledge about knowledge, such as how knowledge came about and how it was overturned."

The little sparrow blinked, as if remembering something: "Wait, Brother Whistle, I remember you said that the world includes our spiritual world, right? If so, how can the world be objective?"

Ma Shao smiled and said, "It seems that you have a talent for learning, my little sparrow. Yes, I did say that the world includes the natural world, the social world, and the spiritual world, but these three are all objective materials."

"Ah?" The little sparrow felt unbelievable.

"If you want to know why, just keep studying." Ma Shao didn't intend to elaborate.

He had hardly even expressed this view, and perhaps the little sparrow was the first person to hear him express it.

To make this point clear, we need at least the prerequisite technology tree of information theory, Turing test and brain medicine. The first two are easy to explain, as they are both theoretical and not difficult to understand.

But the development of brain medicine cannot be promoted by horse whistles.

If he were asked to promote brain medicine, he would probably only be able to try the frontal lobotomy surgery, which was later called the "black history of the Nobel Prize."

The little sparrow's curiosity was aroused, but he still didn't want to learn mathematics and physics, and hesitation appeared on his face.

Ma Shao immediately added: "When you graduate from the math and physics training class, I will let you be my personal secretary."

The Apaches didn't have the term "personal secretary" in the past, so it was inevitable that Little Sparrow misunderstood. Her face instantly turned red, and she pounded her chest with her fists at him: "Brother Whistle, you are so shameless! Who wants to be close to you?"

Ma Shao was also a little embarrassed and wanted to explain.

But when the words came to his lips, he suddenly changed his mind, and hugged the little sparrow, and whispered in her ear: "Really not?"

The little sparrow stopped moving instantly, his face turned even redder, and he buried his head in Ma Shao's chest, not knowing what to say for a long time.

Ma Shao looked down and felt that at this moment she was just like a little sparrow curled up in his arms.

"Little sparrow."

"Hmm?" The little sparrow was shy and its voice was like a mosquito.

"Come and learn physics from me."

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The air was quiet for a few seconds.

"Horse whistle!" Just then, the stone crow ran in hurriedly from outside the door.

Ma Shao quickly let go of Little Sparrow. He used to have a rule that no one needed to knock on the door when meeting him during working hours, but now he thought he could change that.

"What's the matter, teacher?" Ma Shao felt that something urgent might have happened.

The mask made Stone Crow's breathing more rapid: "Old Bear, Old Bear's condition has suddenly worsened, you should go see him."

Upon hearing the news, Ma Shao hurriedly got up, and Little Sparrow also gave up his children's thoughts. The two followed Stone Crow out of the chief's hall and went to a ward, wearing masks on the way.

Soon they saw Old Bear lying on the bed, and there were several people standing in the room, including Rainy Day.

The old bear's condition at this moment looked similar to how he looked a few days ago when he was about to die from grinding bones. He was coughing and gasping, his forehead was covered in sweat, and he was so weak that his eyes were unfocused.

However, everyone's mood was very different, especially the people of the Mianxiong clan.

The clan is very small, the smallest one has only a few dozen people, and the largest one usually has only two hundred people.

For people of the same clan, the relationship between them is closer to that of family members. Ma Shao had eaten at Lao Xiong's house for several years, so naturally there was some kinship.

Moreover, Old Bear was an open-minded and kind old man. At least he always hoped for peace, especially peace among the indigenous people. It was for this reason that the Sleeping Bear Clan once had a rare gentle atmosphere, and Ma Shao liked this atmosphere.

Therefore, seeing the old bear so seriously ill, he couldn't help but feel a lump in his throat. However, he was a man who was ashamed to cry, so he didn't cry.

"Chief." Ma Shao is still used to calling Lao Xiong that in private.

"You are the chief now, Little Whistle." The old bear smiled weakly.

He took a few deep breaths, adjusted his posture, and then said with difficulty: "I am about to die. Before that, I want to know, Little Whistle, are you the messenger of the Great Spirit?"

Ma Shao didn't say anything.

The old bear said to himself: "Yes, you must be, even though you never admit it. You are the messenger of the Great Spirit."

Then hope emerged in his eyes. He looked at Ma Shao and his voice trembled even more: "Little Shao, can you tell me where people go after they die? The Oracle says that everything is in the human world. Is there really no heaven in this world? Or...even hell is fine."

Ma Shao really wanted to say that there is no heaven in the world and when people die, it is like a light going out.

But looking at the old bear's eyes full of hope and fear, he couldn't say these words no matter what.

"Hell is fine too. Does it really exist?" The old bear repeated, his voice trembling even more, he was eager to know an answer.

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