Chapter 1157: Chapter 106: You Might as Well Use Free Labor

After all, the reputation of these three warriors in certain circles of Tianmen City rivals that of the Three Witches.

The reputation of our Three Witches is fake, it’s all an act.

What these three did in the past was real.

They each made astonishing achievements in their respective roles.

To say their hands are stained with blood is a beautified description.

And this is under the premise of them being public officials and somewhat restrained in their actions.

Without restrictions… the Fusang Government on another timeline would have a story to tell.

So when realizing they might not be able to handle the Tushan Clan, Li Mumu decisively considered seeking external support.

Professional matters should be handled by professionals.

“In summary, the Tushan Clan is such a thing, and we really have no way with her.”

Li Mumu skimmed over the travels of the three of them and the ins and outs of the Signal Flag plan, only giving a brief introduction to the Tushan Clan-related information.

It’s not that there’s no way.

If pushed to the limit, they could smash Avalon and its supercomputer; without hardware support, the Tushan Clan would be like water without a source and a tree without roots, easily manipulated by them.

But there’s no need.

It’s too time-consuming.

I still need to study, cultivate, and get married, so where’s the energy to tangle with that dead fox?

Li Mumu wanted to hear Wang Yunxiao’s opinion, feeling there might be some surprises.

After listening to Li Mumu’s story, Yan Yu’an and Han Bin exchanged a silent glance and did not speak immediately.

Quantum artificial intelligence from the future, a fallen disgrace master from the landmine department… didn’t quite understand, but there are countless bizarre demons and evil spirits in this world, so not understanding isn’t a problem.

Just need to know what she intends to do.

“Let me clarify one thing first, that… sister-in-law, you’re saying that this Tushan Clan prefers to cultivate her own rather than plucking someone else’s peach, am I right?”

Han Bin raised his hand and asked.

Li Mumu looked at Shen Qingxi; she hadn’t considered this issue.

Shen Qingxi shrugged, indicating don’t ask me, I don’t understand either.

“Logically, it should be like that.”

Wang Yunxiao answered the question on Li Mumu’s behalf because he was the only one present who had experience dealing with the Tushan Clan as an “outsider.” His perspective on the Tushan Clan differed from Li Mumu and the others.

“Since her fundamental logic is to cultivate Dragon Maiden, it’s naturally better to nurture from a young age. These days, plucking peach is actually quite difficult.”

In essence, it’s a matter of perception.

The average cultural literacy of women in this era is fundamentally not on the same level as women in the future.

Forget about playing with phones and going online, how many girls from ordinary families have the chance to attend school?

By the time the young girls grow up and become sensible, they are basically ready for marriage negotiations.

And those girls who do go to school are well-protected—inadequate protection, and parents wouldn’t feel secure letting their girls attend school.

As for the more outstanding kids, they either study at Jishan Academy or are sent to Qinghe Middle School for targeted training.

Where do you plan to pluck peaches from?

From a rational perspective, of course, it’s more economical to establish your own school, organize a teaching team, and cultivate students from scratch.

The Tushan Clan isn’t lacking in time.

There is no need to go head-to-head with a fully-formed Great Evil Spirit like Li Mumu.

The facts also prove that after arriving in Tianmen, aside from that greeting, she hasn’t continued to entangle with Li Mumu.

Now it seems more like Li Mumu and her companions are battling the air.

However… after all, being victims, it’s not surprising they were tormented into PTSD.

“Well, I do have an idea.”

Han Bin looked at Yan Yu’an: “What do you say, Old Yan?”

“I also have an idea.”

Yan Yu’an looked at Wang Yunxiao.

Wang Yunxiao shrugged: “My idea is relatively simple.”

Li Mumu watched from the side, utterly confused.

What is this camaraderie between men?

“Such good workforce, it’d be a waste not to use it.”

Wang Yunxiao explained: “Isn’t Principal Zhou short of staff? Miss Tushan is also fond of teaching; I think we could introduce her to Principal Zhou, and maybe they’ll hit it off.”

“Wouldn’t that be like pushing Qinghe’s students into the fire pit…”

“You should also see who’s in the fire pit.”

Obedient and sweet-mouthed Song Lili, harmless Mu Yusheng.

One is initially learning humanity, and the other is a seasoned youtiao.

Wang Yunxiao didn’t think the Tushan Clan posed a greater threat than these two.

Conversely, if they don’t find a mentor who can suppress them, these two will explode sooner or later.

Bai Shanshan… Teacher Bai going back to square one, sitting with kids at the same table isn’t really an issue.

“Let’s not trouble Principal Zhou; I think since you guys believe she might fancy Miss Yagyu Junko, and we need to address the problem of Fusang women working abroad, perhaps we can assign this task to the Tushan Clan.”

Yan Yu’an proposed his solution: “This way, Fusang girls get the opportunity for higher education and might even make money. We also solve a significant social safety hazard. The Tushan Clan can realize her dreams—doesn’t that make everyone happy?”

Does it… really?

Li Mumu suddenly felt unsure.

“With such great free labor, why keep her in Tianmen?”