After transmigrating into the role of a kindergarten principal at a school on the brink of bankruptcy, Lin Xia awakened a God-Tier Preschool Teacher System. As long as she did crafts with the kids, she would receive mind-blowing technology.
So three-and-a-half-year-old Xiaoming fashioned a miniature nuclear fusion reactor out of a cardboard box, while the snotty-nosed chubby boy upgraded his squirt gun into a high-energy particle cannon.
Lin Xia spread her hands. “Don’t ask. It’s just hardcore science education. We really are just a kindergarten trying our best to survive!”
With creditors at the door, competitors pushing her out, and haters cyberbullying her across the internet, Lin Xia calmly livestreamed the kids picking through trash.
Outraged viewers cried, “This is insane! You’re making a three-year-old take apart a microwave with his bare hands? That’s serious abuse!”
The haters jeered, “It’s scripted! Those are definitely special effects! That balance bike flying so fast it leaves afterimages is obviously on wires!”
Then, when counterterrorism special police, national security academicians, and five-star generals surrounded the kindergarten in the middle of the night and saw a nuclear-powered rocking car playing “Daddy’s Daddy Is Grandpa,” everyone’s legs gave way on the spot.
“Please, we’re begging you! Have that child sketch out a blueprint for our sixth-generation fighter jet!”
Lin Xia: “No. Xiaoming hasn’t had lunch yet, and Xiaohong is busy folding a two-dimensional foil. We have to make sure the children get enough sleep!”
From then on, Starshine Kindergarten became a globally classified SSS-level restricted zone.
Uncle Sam: “I want to attend the toddler class. I’m thirty, but is it still too late?”
Mars: “Help! A bunch of kids are coming at us with insect nets!”
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