Just as Ouyang Weibai was sleeping in the bathroom, a fierce regular meeting was held in the Super Energy Gym.

"The three-day cultural education will resume every week starting next week."

Nan, the sister of the twins' owner, proposed the resolution expressionlessly at the regular meeting. This was no longer a meeting, but an order, which attracted a lot of discussion.

The gymnasiums in this world are no longer just used to provide training, competitive and daily administrative offices, but also undertake part of the educational function.

No, logic is to say, places like Taoist temples are used to teach people to practice.

But I think it is also known that this kind of educational method that is located under the same roof as the "strongest city" must be only the best young martial artists or superpowers in the entire city are eligible to enter.

"Sorry, I'm not questioning your wisdom... but can I discuss this decision again?" A girl in a kimono said, "To be honest, as far as the current course is concerned, we teachers are almost unable to catch up. If we want all apprentices to become B-level combatants this year..."

Oda City, a girl always wears kimono (the girl looks, her real age is unknown), is the chief teacher in the gym. She has the contract elf Yugira, who has a very high talent in mental power and teaches courses in superpower development.

"I agree." A lady with glasses also spoke, "The painful lessons in Zijin City have sounded the alarm for us. Under the threat of the elves, we have no extra energy to take any cultural lessons."

Tong, always wearing computer glasses, is the chief teacher in the gym. He has contracted elf metal monsters and electrical superpowers, has extremely evil computer talents, and is dedicated to teaching scientific and technological research.

"Well..." Nan Wei nodded in a daze and looked at a pretty solid man, "Jiang Tai, as the only martial artist in the gym, what do you think?"

Jiang Tai shrugged: "It doesn't matter. I know how much I have, as long as I don't let me take cultural courses."

Jiang Tai, a kind man in sportswear, is the only martial artist in the gym.

"Liuxiang?" Nan looked at the last teacher who came to the meeting again.

"I support the owner's decision emotionally. But in terms of reason, I can't agree."

Liuxiang, a handsome man who often looks melancholy, is a teacher in the gym.

Of course, it is impossible for the entire gym to have only these four teachers, but only these four have absolute say in the gym, so it doesn’t matter whether other teachers come or not.

And they are also the backbone of this city!

Nan was silent for a moment, then said, "Since that's the case, it's better to discuss it."

“Eh?!”

The four of them were obviously startled, and they all showed shocked expressions, looking at their own gym owners with a dull look on their faces.

It shouldn't be, why is Nan, who has always been dictatorial, so easy to talk about today?!

In fact, it cannot be said that Nan is dictatorial, but because his IQ and superpower are far superior to others, Nan's calculations can always give the most correct answer.

In most cases, Nan’s so-called “stubbornness” is actually just because the intellectual gap between him and others is too great that others cannot understand Nan’s intentions.

And every time Nan's "stubborn opinion" proves that she is right.

It's the first time I've encountered it as easy as today.

Could it be Feng who pretends to be her sister?

The four of them all came up with such a ridiculous idea.

"Forgive me..." Odashi said in a weird tone, "Did the decision you made have been calculated or out of some emotional need?"

Nan raised his eyelids and looked at Oda City, his eyes as deep as abyss: "Are you asking 'decided to restart the cultural course', or are you saying 'Is it time to restart the cultural course'?"

Oda City said without hesitation: "There are both."

"The former is calculated extensively, while the latter..." Nan glanced at the teachers on the conference table meaningfully, "for some emotional need."

"Emotional need?" Tong held his glasses.

Her tone was extremely cold, as if she had become a computer without emotions: "Sir, as the leader of Green Ridge City, I hope you can understand something."

"I hope to hear it carefully." Nan suddenly laughed, his expression subtle and intriguing.

"You shouldn't, and you don't need such cumbersome things as emotions."

Tong raised his head and looked directly at Nan Shensui's eyes: "Only an absolutely rational pavilion owner can lead this city, and only an absolutely rational pavilion owner can shoulder the hope of this city."

"Hey, hey, you're saying this too much, right?"

The upright Jiang Tai immediately couldn't sit still, and immediately slapped the table and stood up and accused him: "Do you have the ability to be as cold as a stone?"

"Correction of two points." Hitomi looked at Suota coldly, "First of all, in a narrow sense, I have body temperature, and in a broad sense, the stone is not completely cold, and your metaphor does not hold true."

Her words are the same as the voices spit out by the translation machine, without any emotion, and she can't tell whether it is the truth or just ridicule.

But even so, this attitude is enough to make you feel uncomfortable.

"Secondly," Tong continued, "My words belong to the reasonable category of persuasion, and there is no component of life attack, so it is not an exaggeration."

"Finally, everyone here should know who the real owner should be."

"Tsk, you guy..." Jiang Tai was speechless because of the choking, but it was not easy to attack, so he could only mutter, "I don't look like a human at all. Do you have no emotional needs?"

This is not the first time that Tong and Jiangta have confronted each other like this. The completely different personalities of the two make it difficult for them to reach an agreement on their views. In layman's terms, it is completely different from their views.

"The so-called emotional needs refer to luxury items that can be enjoyed after work." Hitomi habitually put on his glasses, "As far as the current situation is concerned, I don't think we don't have that condition, especially with the lessons of Zijin City."

"Don't mention the old things again." Liu Xiang looked at Tong with an expressionless face, his tone was cold.

If Tong's tone is emotionally stiff, then Liuxiang is filled with the coldness of the bitter cold wind.

It is someone who can hear the dissatisfaction in his tone.

"Sorry, I'm rude." Hitomi apologized, his emotional tone as if he was simply perfunctory.

"I understand what you mean, Hitomi." Nan chuckled and signaled that he didn't care. "But since you like to use Zijin City as a negative textbook so much, then I will also use Zijin City's data as an example to tell you my calculation results.

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Nan opened the three-dimensional projection to show everyone the post-war reconstruction of Zijin City...

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When the sun was about to set, Ouyang Weibai woke up slowly from the bathhouse.

The bathroom in the villa dormitory is very high-end, connected to the dormitory, and has a self-service AI. When the time comes, you will take away the water by yourself.

If there are still people in the bath at this time, the AI ​​in the dormitory will conduct a check to determine whether the person in the bath is asleep or sick by breathing, pulse, perspective beam, and combining personal case information.

If you are sure that you are just asleep, the bathroom heater will be turned on automatically to ensure that the owner will not catch a cold, and blow up the temporary air bed in the bath to ensure that it will not sleep too uncomfortable.

This set of human and considerate operations made Ouyang Weibai stunned, and then happily took a shower again.

After all, I felt so comfortable that I fell asleep directly before, and I didn’t take a bath very seriously.

By the time he came out of the bathroom, it was already dark. I looked at it and it was almost eight o'clock in the evening. When I was thinking about where to deal with supper, the door of his room suddenly rang.

"Who?" Ouyang Weibai quickly put on his clothes and prepared to open the door.

It is logical that it was the first day I moved in. There was no one living in this room before he moved in. It shouldn’t be anyone who visited me.

"I'm Nan." A slightly ethereal voice sounded outside the door.

Nan?Gyats owner?

"Here you come!" Ouyang Weibai opened the door and saw a girl who looked exactly the same as Feng, but the girl in front of him looked taller, but her expression was also colder.

Unlike Feng, who likes to tie a high ponytail and looks carefree, Nan's hair seems to be permed, slightly curly, and it looks much older than his actual age when he draped on his shoulders. And his cold face is even lightly made up, which makes the whole person feel mature.

But as a high school teacher who has seen too many junior high school students, this kind of dress will look even more cute.

How to say it...it should be considered a contrasting cuteness.

It is said that the owner of the Super Energy Gym is originally two junior high school students. The younger sister looks similar, but her style is much worse, and she is not as immature as a girl.

But then again, this kind of dress should be in line with the other person's psychological age?

The owner of this world is similar to the mayor, and he is a superpower with high IQ. This dress may have more or less help in managing the city.

At least it can help stabilize people's hearts.

No one would hope that the leader of a city is just a yellow-haired girl, at least not on the surface.

"I wonder if the owner of the museum is here to visit the humble house... what advice do you have?" Ouyang's tone was full of discomfort and respect.

Although this is not the first time I have met the owner of a super energy-based gym, even though I have the same face.

However, the owner in front of him was obviously not as easy as he could speak, and he exuded the aura of "no strangers to be close to" and was full of oppression.

"You don't have to be so nervous. And..." Nan's eyes moved away from Ouyang's body and fell into the room behind him. "Regularly speaking, shouldn't we invite the guests into the door first?"

By the way, entering a villa means entering someone else's house? In a sense, you have already entered the door...
Chapter completed!