Before George falls into a spiral of despair, the Tomorrowtown Administration Building, the City Lord's Office.

Alan put down the junior high school biology textbook he had just finished, and left a large line of new words on the new paper—a detailed explanation of the operation in the throat area.

The day before yesterday, there had been some Templar, causing some trouble in the mines, and Eren began to guard their throats.

Previously, a light throat cut was used in an attempt to hurt the enemy's throat while retaining their ability to talk.

However, the results were not ideal, and after some time, the Templars at their peak were the first to recover from their throat wounds, and launched a loud roar at the cat-eared orcs.

Fortunately, the cat-eared orcs who guarded the mine had been trained by the Assassin tutorial and had become awakened.

As heirs to the Assassin Way, they have always reacted well to sudden dangers.

When the enemy's throat condensed mysterious energy, they felt a strong threat, and subconsciously used the black shadow to flash in the opposite direction, allowing the opponent's lion roar to waste the best concussion distance in vain.

The Templars then erupted, stomping heavily on the ground, chasing the cat-people with the help of the shock.

But the Assassins taught by Eren were not bad, and retreated at the same speed.

Due to the prolonged battle, the Templar, who had undergone Achilles tendon surgery, suddenly convulsed on the spot, and the newly repaired Achilles tendon ruptured again, greatly reducing his combat effectiveness.

Later, when George was carried into the hut, he saw a large group of injured companions.

Those companions were subjected to a second Achilles tendon scalpel, and by the way, Allen performed a more advanced operation on their throats to keep them able to speak, and by the way, some debris was put into the muscles of the throat.

If they roll their throats, they will touch the clutter and the throat will cripple.

So for the rest of the day, the Templars lying in the hut were training how not to roll their throats to speak.

The Templars' awakening was immensely strong, and it wasn't something they couldn't do, but it was a great test for them to resist their throat-rolling instinct every second.

From time to time, there was a sharp sound of pain in the shacks of the mines, which ruined the throats of many Templars.

While Alan was writing about throat surgery, Windsor, who was reviewing the textbook at the next desk, rubbed her jerky eyes, stretched her hands upward, and made a lazy sound: "Hmm-"

Learning physics is very difficult, but fortunately, she barely reads "Junior High School Physics".

However, the theories mentioned in physics are very illusory, and if there is no practical application, she will only treat junior high school physics textbooks as the self-talk of a madman.

Object density, two-force equilibrium, water buoyancy, inertia, pressure, lever principle, power, light, thermodynamics, etc.

All sorts of physics unfolded before her eyes, explaining the truth about how everything works in the world, shocked Windsor and couldn't believe it.

When she read about thermodynamics, she remembered the steam engine, and then the whole person was fascinated.

Physics is difficult to understand, but it explains the truth of how everything works, and Windsor feels that junior high school physics is definitely a masterpiece.

Now that she saw Alan finish a book called "Junior High School Biology", her eyes lit up.

"Can I take a look at biology?" Windsor blinked, wondering what the orc words "life" and "object" meant by the combination.

The word physics is a combination of words with two meanings, "object" and "truth", so "biology" is the creation of life?

Or explain why objects contain life?

Windsor instinctively thought of nature worship, where all things have spirits, and the orcs worship them, believing that there are gods in the world who control such powers, and that the objects in question are the spokesmen of the gods.

"You take this to the printer and let them print it quickly, and I'm going to launch the biology class tomorrow." Alan shrugged.

With the villagers of the fox village, his longing for rubber trees is even heavier.

Now that the fox village has been emptied, there are no fox people staring at those so-called white blood sacred trees, and in theory, Alan can send a large number of slaves to tap rubber, but he is still worried that the fox people will make trouble, so the biology is driven out by him.

"You explain it yourself?" Windsor raised her question mark tail excitedly.

She studied junior high school physics entirely on her own initiative, and during this period, Alan only mentioned a few words at random and did not analyze in depth, which made her learn very hard, and she slowly understood like gnawing hard bones.

"Yes, not really."

"I'll tell you."

Windsor whistled happily, and a pigeon flew out of the canopy by the window, passing a note to the school teacher on her behalf.

With Allen's personal teaching, biology will surely become a very happy class.

Alan used to have a class every day, which was a class that used allegorical stories to explain various life principles, but now that the villagers' minds have been almost transformed, it is time to take them into the biology classroom and understand the mysteries of biology.

Windsor leaves with the original biology and heads to the printing house, while Alan goes to meet the inhabitants of Altair Town and arrange work for them.

On the way to the small square, Alan saw that some concrete pavement had reached the end of its practical life, and he could step on it and walk freely.

On the way to walk, the children who came back from elementary school ran all the way, and you chased after me.

Cat ears, lion ears, fox ears, and young tails wagging around, one of which was as red as a flame caught Alan's attention.

The little fox Erin was chatting with her companion about today's class, and suddenly found that Alan was looking at her, she immediately shook the cute fox tail, lowered her head, and walked in front of him shyly.

"Very shy kid." Alan remembers that she was a bit introverted in class, often posing like she wanted to raise her hand but was afraid to raise her hand to ask questions.

The children shuttled past him, greeting one after another, and Alan responded one by one, gaining the favor of the little orcs, wagging his tail frantically.

"I wonder if there are rabbit-eared people among the morning glory townspeople." Alan muttered.

Seeing the fox tail and fox ears of the fox girl, Alan began to look forward to what the girl of the rabbit ear clan looked like.