Traveling through time and space to achieve a well-off life with your family

"Dad." Cheng Lingqu greeted him weakly after finishing a day's teaching. He slumped down on the rocking chair at home, as if all the strength had been drained away from him and he didn't want to move at all.

Cheng Mo is dealing with the latest affairs. The opening of the school has attracted many people to come and study. However, the school has limited space and cannot accommodate the entire city to study at the same time, so the students can only be divided into three time periods for classes. The teachers who teach every day need to explain the same content three times in a row, and their voices become hoarse. Even adult orcs find it quite strenuous, let alone the young Cheng Lingqu? Fortunately, Cheng Lingqu can still teach with Cheng Mo, and the two can take turns to teach and replace each other. Other teachers do not have such conditions, especially Banmu. The courses he teaches are highly dangerous. Orcs often accidentally hurt themselves or their classmates, so Banmu is the most tired.

"Baby, tomorrow is the weekend, take a good rest." Cheng Mo looked at his child with heartache, walked to him gently, and handed him a bowl of warm water. Cheng Lingqu sat up and took the bowl, drinking it in big gulps. Now, Qiming City also has a weekly schedule, divided into seven days a week. Saturday and Sunday are specially set as rest days to accommodate the orcs' daily enthusiasm for work. Otherwise, according to their tireless and restless nature, they may not have a rest all year round.

Cheng Lingqu wiped his mouth with his hand. After drinking the water, he felt as if he were alive again. He sighed with a long sigh, "Dad, being a teacher is really tiring..."

Cheng Mo looked at the child's tired appearance, his heart full of pity. He reached out and gently touched Cheng Lingqu's head, saying softly: "Yes, baby, you have worked hard, but hold on a little longer, and it will be fine after a while when there will be more teachers in the school."

Hearing this, Cheng Lingqu showed a satisfied smile on his face. He rubbed Cheng Mo's hand like a cute kitten and asked curiously, "Is the school going to recruit new teachers?"

"That's right. We plan to recruit a few more teachers and open a few new courses. In this way, everyone can choose their favorite courses according to their own interests and hobbies. They don't have to squeeze together to attend classes and can sit in the classroom and listen to the lectures peacefully." Cheng Mo patiently answered his son's questions.

"But there are not many teachers in the city, and we can't offer classes on iron smelting and brick making. Where can we find new teachers?" Cheng Lingqu blinked and asked with a puzzled look on his face.

Although Cheng Lingqu is still young, he is intelligent, quick-witted, and has his own opinions. Cheng Mo rarely treats him as an ignorant child and occasionally asks for his opinions when encountering things. At this time, he replied: "I plan to go to other tribes to recruit suitable teachers after the road is opened! The high priests of each tribe are qualified to be teachers."

"Good idea! Dad, will the road be repaired soon?" Cheng Lingqu asked happily.

"Yes, news came from Xiangshan that they have successfully connected three tribes. According to this progress, it is estimated that in another cycle month, they will be able to connect with all the remaining tribes!" Cheng Mo could not hide his excitement and nodded happily.

"Wow, that's great! Can we take a carriage to visit other tribes in the future? Gua Yan has always invited me to visit their tribe!" Cheng Lingqu happily threw herself into Cheng Mo's arms, her big eyes shining with bright light, full of joy and anticipation.

"Haha, that's right! When the road is opened, communication between everyone will become more frequent, and it will be more convenient for you to go wherever you want in the future." Cheng Mo patted Cheng Lingqu's little head lovingly, and sighed in his heart: After all, Cheng Lingqu is still a child, at the age of playing, but he has been confined to school to teach and educate, which is really unfair to him.

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Time flies, a samsara month passes in a flash, and the road between Qiming City and other tribes is finally completed. Several beautifully decorated carriages carrying recruitment documents slowly drive to various tribes. At this moment, the tribe leaders are looking forward to the arrival of the carriages. However, they don't know that a "poaching" storm is about to sweep in...

"What?! You want our tribal high priest to go to your side?!" The chief of the Uso tribe looked at the orcs in front of him in surprise, with an indescribable shock and anger in his heart. He widened his eyes, as if he couldn't believe what he heard.

When the orc drove the carriage that the Lord of the City of Enlightenment had promised to give them to their tribe, the chief of the Wusuo tribe was still immersed in joy, but the next moment, his mood was completely broken. The orc took out a piece of paper and said it was a recruitment document, and told the chief of the Wusuo tribe that they needed to recruit the chief priest of their tribe to go to the City of Enlightenment as a teacher.

"No! I will never agree to it!" The chief of the Wusuo tribe waved his hands vigorously without hesitation. He thought it was a big joke. How could he send the high priest of his tribe to another tribe? Not to mention to be a teacher! This request was simply unbelievable!

However, the orc of the City of Enlightenment did not give up. He continued with a smile: "Our city lord said that if the high priest is willing to come, we will give him some weapons in return."

Hearing the word "weapons", the chief of the Wusuo tribe's eyes moved slightly. For a tribe, having powerful weapons is undoubtedly crucial. He couldn't help but ask curiously: "Weapons? Are they the swords, guns, bows and arrows you are talking about?"

The orc nodded, and the chief of the Uso tribe fell into deep thought. On the one hand, he was determined not to lose the high priest of his tribe; on the other hand, the temptation of those weapons was too great. He began to weigh the pros and cons in his mind, thinking about whether he should accept this seemingly tempting condition.

"Ten swords and five bows and arrows in exchange for your tribe's high priest to come here to be our teacher! If the high priest performs well in school, we will give your tribe some extra gifts every year. For example, those pottery jars you got in the last trade, I wonder how you feel about using them?" The orc representative of the City of Enlightenment continued to increase the stakes.

"Okay! No problem! We will hand over the high priest of our tribe to you!" The patriarch of the Uso tribe waved his hand and decisively handed over the high priest of his tribe. The poor high priest was still in the dark at this time and had no idea that he had been "betrayed" by the patriarch.

Similar scenes were constantly played out in other tribes. The high priests of each tribe were "packed" and sent to the City of Enlightenment by the tribe leaders they trusted without any warning. Some tribe leaders still had some conscience, and before sending the high priests away, they earnestly warned them: "High priest, you must work hard over there! The future of our tribe depends on you!"