Juan, who left the laboratory, met Teacher Tyrande in the corridor.

"Hello, Tyrande, won't you have class in the morning?"

"Stay during class," Tyrande pulled out the little pink octopus Crusoe with one less tentacle from his chest, adding: "Lolita said that the learning machine needs Crusoe's tentacles. I don't know if the one I gave her is enough, and if it's not enough, you can cut it again."

No wonder the learning machine is indescribable fear when it is started. It is indeed related to Crusoe.

Juan, thinking about this, stopped Tyrande: "Lolita just finished testing the learning machine, she was a little tired and was resting. Don't disturb her."

"But I'm in a hurry..."

"It's not enough to be anxious." Juan didn't want Tyrande to see anything. He pulled the topic away, "I've tested the advanced learning machine, it feels a bit evil. Are you sure you want to use this way of directing the other party to educate students?"

"This is a must," Tyrande looked serious. "Pre-by-step teaching can allow students to understand human thinking more deeply and facilitate them to move closer to humans than verbal and written education."

"This is not a step-by-step process, this is a complete command. If you do this, it is equivalent to treating the student as a puppet."

"Students are puppets? They have to do whatever I ask them to do. Now it's just a little more direct."

"That's right, you can still cover up the necessary concealment. It's too direct to parents' opinions."

"Don't worry, my study plan has been informed by the parents of students and received unanimous approval. They only have one requirement to improve their academic performance."

"I'm relieved if that's the case. But I have another question. How do you plan to direct the students? After all, you only have one, and they have a group of them."

Tyrande said confidently: "My idea is to use mass-speech to direct all students at the same time."

Juan raised the orchid and quipped, "That boy is likely to become sissy."

Tyrande squinted, as if imagining a group of male elves walking like her.

Then she shivered.

"This is a problem, I've neglected, so, Juan, you come and command boys, I'll command girls."

"What, me? No, I'm very busy."

Juan refused decisively. Who can stand the fifty people around him who behave exactly like him? How can you pick up girls?

Tyrande turned his head and looked out through the transparent curtain wall: "Then I can only ask Morgan for help."

"Morgan is not available. He is busy teaching Zerela to hunt now."

"You two men are really, can't you do something meaningful?

"Apart from Jack, there are only three of us on the Beautiful Planet. You can't push everything to me as a woman!"

"You are in charge of education, this is your responsibility, and you are so strong, so how can those who are capable work."

"It's okay for me to do more. I'm happy to do it. But I really educated a group of sissies. It's not just me who is embarrassed!"

"What you said makes sense." Juan thought seriously.

Suddenly, an interesting idea popped into his mind.

Since it is remotely commanded through a portable projector, there is no need to limit the controller to a beautiful planet.

It is entirely possible to use developed networks to allow humans from other planets to direct these students.

It's like playing the Sims game.

Let those humans, as players, direct real humanoid activities.

Juan said his thoughts with some excitement and trepidation.

Tyrande trembled with excitement: “That’s great, genius thought!

"A complete one-to-one education can cultivate human-like students with various independent personalities and master various professional knowledge.

"And there is no need to consider the shortage of teachers. As long as the advanced learning machine is enough, all humanoids can be added.

"At that time, the entire planet will be full of humanoid behavior and action. How wonderful it would be!"

Juan was frightened by the fanaticism in Tyrande's eyes, and he murmured: "The Internet is being checked tightly now, I don't know if it's OK."

"Then go and get it done! Why are you standing there? Why don't you go!"

"Okay, I'll go now... Oh, it's not right. I'm the head of state. You are the Minister of Education. How come you ordered me?"

"Why can't I order you? According to the Major League Charter, we are all free, democratic and equal."

"But I am your superior."

"Having superiors and subordinates at positions does not mean that 'people' have superiors and subordinates. We are born equal and die equal. No one is nobler than others."

"Wow, Tyrande, you are a teacher now.

"You reminded me that I have to go back to class. As a teacher, you can't be late. Please give me the head of state about the Internet, bye."

Tyrande hurriedly left, his round buttocks stretched into his knee-length black skirt twisting, and pointed high heels stepped out a series of loud "steps" in the corridor.

Juan kept seeing Tyrande disappearing around the corner before leaving for the network auditor workspace.

It was the area where humans used to work in the building, but now even the corridors are filled with tables and chairs.

1,500 shrimps were crowded and kept pressing the "delete key" on the keyboard to delete the "illegal reply" displayed in the projector in front of them.

Juan did not disturb the shrimps' work. He walked along the corner into an office with the "administrator" attached to it.

After opening the door, a burst of incense almost made Juan suffocate.

Then he saw a group of moon elves dressed up, chatting with melon seeds.

One of the hot waves was showing off her Van Clerk Arpels earrings to her friends.

These are the "water troops" that Juan recruited from special workers in the Elf Town.

When the young lady saw Juan, she was so scared that she immediately covered her mouth with a Hermes scarf. The other girls suddenly lost their voices and their faces turned pale.

Obviously, they know that it is wrong to chat with melon seeds during working hours.

Juan did not get angry, he smiled gently and continued to walk into the inner room.

The inner room is "war is shattering".

"Encircle! Encircle! Fuck!"

"Snipe him!"

"Who is hitting me!"

“There is one in the corner!”

"Fuck, I'm hanging again!"

"It's okay, come again!...I said you're going back!...Hey, you're stupid, why are you looking at the door? Those girls outside are not something you can afford... Yuan, Yuan, Yuan, Yuan..."

Juan smiled politely: "It's the 'head of the people', not the 'yuanyuan'."

"Hello, Head of State!"

The room full of moon elves auditors were crying and shouting like a funeral.

Juan laughed at himself: "Why does it sound like 'going all the way'?"

"I'm wrong, head of state!" "Let's go around us!" "I dare not do it anymore!"...

After these Moon Elf auditors who were captured alive when they were playing games at work, they were in a little more stable mood.

Juan smiled and said, "I need a 'safe' network channel, or a secret platform, a platform that is not monitored above, can it be done?"

"No problem, head of state, our platform for playing games is very safe."

"Are you sure?"

"Please rest assured that this platform is full of our auditors, no one else."

"Give me the URL."

Juan, who got the secret platform website, smiled and saw the moon elves auditors again: "You guys keep going, don't worry about me, haha."

"I dare not, I dare not, I will never dare again. Thank you for the large number of heads of state. The heads of state will go well."

"What?"

"No, it's the head of state who walked slowly and didn't see him off. No, yes, yes... wuwuwu..."

Juan walked out of the dumb moon elves girls with a smile on his face.

The moment he went out, he heard a sigh of relief coming from behind.

The Elf Girl of Youyue was grateful: "I thought I would be scolded, but I didn't expect the Head of State to be so gentle."

"Yes, yes, the head of state is such a good person. Unlike the director Yaling, he is so fierce that he is dying."

Juan smiled, left the work area, and sent someone to find Yaling.

He said with a cold face: "Only the shrimp man is reviewing and deleting posts, it's really nonsense.

"All moon elves who don't work at work must be punished, but don't let them know that I said it."

Yaling took the blame: "I understand, boss, I will ask them to write the code in dictation, and then use the reason why the dictation fails to meet the criteria, and invite them to have the fired ones."


Chapter completed!