I am a support player in the cultivation world

"Teacher Fang, you're back."

"Hello, Teacher Fang. Long time no see, Xiao Meng."

"Teacher Fang, can you help me look at this? My consciousness cannot be condensed into substance."

"Teacher Fang..."

...

Fang Meng's team built the stairs in a seven-story building on the edge of the west campus of Red Star Academy. Fang Meng's laboratory is on the seventh floor.

Along the way, everyone he met greeted Fang Meng. One can imagine the position Fang Meng holds in their hearts.

"Xiao Liu, go ask Teacher Xu and Teacher Du to come to my lab when they are free."

Fang Meng gave an order and did not choose to transmit the message himself. Because he did not know whether Xu Tang was conducting an experiment at the moment, it was inconvenient to disturb him with his spiritual sense.

"Okay, Mr. Fang, I'll be there right away."

The one called Xiao Liu was a middle-aged female cultivator in the early stage of Spirit Transformation. She nodded in greeting and walked towards the other side.

When he stepped into the seventh floor, Lin Fuping felt his mind was in a trance. After entering, he found that the building, which seemed to cover only a few hundred square meters from the outside, had expanded to more than ten acres (one acre = 666.67 square meters) at this moment.

There was nothing in this ten-odd-acre space, and one could not even see the floor under one's feet or the boundary of the ten-odd-acre space beyond.

This is a gray space.

Lin Fuping felt that there was not only the effect of the space formation, but also other forces that could confuse people's perception.

Lin Fuping wanted to find out what that power was, but considering that this was Fang Meng's territory, he suppressed the thought.

[Forget it. There will be plenty of opportunities in the future.]

Lin Fuping thought so.

On the way up, Lin Fuping had already met most of the team members, half of whom were Divine Transformation cultivators, and the other half were Nascent Soul cultivators. As for the Void Refining cultivators...

According to Fang Meng, there were only three people in the Nascent Soul Stage, including his two deputies and Ji Wen'an who was still studying abroad, so he was in a hurry to get Lin Fuping to join them.

This made Lin Fuping more certain of his idea.

"Teacher Ning, please take a seat."

Three chairs appeared out of nowhere, with a round table in the middle. Lin Fuping chose one and sat down.

Fang Meng took out melon seeds, peanuts and various spiritual fruits from his storage ring and piled them on the table, while Fang Meng took out spiritual tea from his storage ring.

Lin Fuping looked at their actions, hesitated for a moment, rummaged through her storage ring, and then took out the fried fruits and scallion pancakes she bought at the campus cafeteria.

The three of them looked at the food on the table and smiled at each other.

"Haha, Mr. Ning, you just met most of my team, what do you think?"

"Those with restrained spiritual awareness are all talented and can be molded."

"Then what I said..."

Lin Fuping smiled calmly

"I want to see Mr. Fang's two assistants, Xu Tang and Du Xiao."

Lin Fuping did not care about Yuanying and Huashen, because they had no opinion or right to interfere in who the leader was.

They hope more that the team can continue to exist so that their treatment will remain unchanged.

So on some levels, Lin Fuping's appearance is a good thing for them.

The key point lies in the two assistant teachers. They are both in the late stage of refining emptiness and have followed Fang Meng for hundreds of years. If Fang Meng leaves, one of them may take over in the end.

Now that I have parachuted in, I have interrupted his path to promotion, which can be said to be a feud out of thin air.

"Teacher Du Xiao is immersed in research and rarely participates in decision-making within the team."

Lin Fuping nodded and understood. Teacher Du didn’t mean that, but Teacher Xu did.

"Teacher Xu...I believe he will put the overall situation first."

Upon hearing this, Lin Fuping looked at Fang Meng with a half-smile.

Fang Meng felt guilty when Lin Fuping looked at him, so he picked up the teacup and took a sip.

"Ahem, of course, I don't know what he's thinking."

"It takes at least several decades to a hundred years for a team to disband. If during this period of time, Teacher Xu can break through and become a special researcher, wouldn't it be better for the entire team?"

To build a team, one needs the qualifications of a special-grade researcher, and the prerequisite for becoming a special-grade researcher is to have the cultivation level of the fusion period.

Lin Fuping held the teacup in both hands, turning it slowly in his hands, and Fang Meng smiled bitterly.

"If you, Mr. Ning, hadn't shown up, this would have been the best solution. I can buy a hundred years for the team, but I don't know if Mr. Xu can break through to the Fusion Stage within these hundred and fifty years."

Fang Meng talked about his original plan, and then there was a turn.

"But... Teacher Ning, you showed up. As soon as you showed up, you were at the Fusion Stage, and you have the ability to modify memories."

Fang Meng looked at Lin Fuping deeply.

"If that's all, I would consider you a competitor. After all, the academy only has so many resources allocated to spiritual consciousness research."

If Lin Fuping set up her own team and left the West Campus, most of the school's resources would probably be tilted towards Lin Fuping, especially since she was poached by Xiao Sheng himself.

She can stay in the West Campus for a long time and can represent the West Campus in the evaluation of the four major branches.

With all these factors added up, Fang Meng could imagine what kind of blow his team would suffer if Lin Fuping set up his own team after he left.

But after recruiting students, Fang Meng no longer thought so, as the team had a better way out.

The research direction is consistent, and there is no foundation in the West Campus, so it is simply tailor-made for his own team.

How could Lin Fuping not know what he was thinking? Was she really as rootless as he thought?

Lin Fuping's lips curled up slightly. There are still fifty years left. A lot can happen in these fifty years.

"Teacher Fang has a long-term vision for the team."

"After all, this is the result of nearly a thousand years of hard work."

Fang Meng chose to be frank with Lin Fuping because neither of them was a fool.

"Teacher Ning, it will save you a lot of time and energy after you take over. I'm sure Teacher Ning is also quite yearning for the main campus."

"That's natural."

Lin Fuping smiled.

The atmosphere between the two seemed to be harmonious, but Fang Meng, who was eating fruit at the side, felt something was wrong. Looking left and right, both of them were smiling.

So Fang Meng thought that there was something wrong with his feeling.

"Teacher Fang, I'm coming in."

A male voice was heard in the gray space, and then the gray mist at the border dissipated, and a man and a woman walked in.

"Teacher Xu and Teacher Du are here. Come meet the new teacher, Teacher Ning."

Fang Meng waved his hand, and at the same time two new chairs were added around the round table.

With Fang Meng's introduction, the three of them quickly got to know each other.

Du Xiao is a middle-aged female cultivator with a gentle face and a constant smile. She welcomed and congratulated Ning Miaomiao, a new member of the West Campus.

In contrast, Teacher Xu Tang’s smile was not as beautiful and sincere.