And with third-level history, you can basically clarify all of history at once, and you can also study first-level social economics and first-level social politics. In this way, it supplements the foundational subjects of Huaxia cultural studies.

The foundation of Huaxia cultural studies itself requires third-level history, first-level social economics, first-level social politics, the basic outlines of Confucianism, Daoism, Buddhism, Military Strategy, Mohism, Legalism, and the basic outline of the Huaxia pantheon. Once you finish these, you can choose more specialized branches.

After finishing these, Sean Foster plans to choose first-level Daoist internal cultivation, first-level Huaxia theology, and first-level Confucian classics. That would be the first level, and after completing them, he will only continue with second-level Daoist internal cultivation, advancing step by step. He will not require himself to study other subjects.

Of course, there are also corresponding basic skills that must be equipped. He has already chosen five: guqin (note: in this world, the guqin has had seven strings since the Tang dynasty), tea ceremony, chess, calligraphy, and painting. As for poetry and classical prose, they are easy to learn but hard to master, far too difficult, require talent, and he has no interest.

In short, when it comes to studying, Sean Foster just wants to take it easy and enjoy life.

What he truly wants to pursue wholeheartedly, however, is cultivation. Over these days, he has been diligently cultivating his internal energy, and an irrepressible ambition has already grown in his heart.

Everything is ready; he cannot waste time. It is time to replenish the energy of the jade ruyi. After all, relying on himself, the process is too slow.

With his study credentials in hand, Sean Foster went straight to the Huaxia Religious Alliance website to register.

First, there was a corridor, with soft light illuminating the floor. Beyond the corridor was the void, and above the void, a brilliant radiance appeared, within which countless gods and Buddhas seemed to flicker.

On the other side, there was only a single Taiji, spinning continuously in midair.

Looking closely, there were other options, also appearing in midair.

"I choose Dao."

Immediately, all other options faded away, leaving only a single Taiji floating in the air.

Sean Foster began to fill in his information. Once he finished, a beam of light shot straight into the Taiji. The Taiji slowly opened, turning into a door. The corridor led straight ahead. Sean Foster smiled—this was quite interesting—and walked straight in.

Passing through the door, he arrived at a plaza. On this plaza stood many buildings, and there were many people coming and going. Sean Foster already had a plan and directly clicked on "Huaxia Charity Federation."

Actually, whether or not there is a law of merit in this world is not important, but those with such a heart are beneficial to society and the world—this is certainly true.

Originally, on Earth, many people donated to charity organizations for this reason. There may be selfish motives, or wishes for blessings and longevity, but ultimately, it benefits those who are helped.

As soon as he entered, since his credit was zero, there were not many tasks he could take, but the request board was densely packed with pleas for help.

Even in this world, the government only solves the basic needs of most people, but beyond basic needs, there are countless issues that individuals cannot resolve. At such times, some seek help from the government, others from organizations like the charity federation. In Huaxia alone, there are 800 million people, so naturally, there are many issues.

Sean Foster read through them, carefully sensing the jade ruyi's response, and then clicked on one.

"Ding, you have accepted Gregory Wood's post: to tutor his daughter Amy Wood in her studies. The requirement is to pass the first-level math exam. Your current math level is third-level. Qualification verified. This post is worth ten credit points and ten social contribution points. Confirm?"

"Confirm!"

"Confirmed. Added to this system's credit. Added to the social system's credit. Sending information to the other party. The post information will remain open to you. Ding!"

Chapter Six: Merit Task (Part 2)

A map appeared, with a red dot flashing continuously, and it was saved to his personal computer.

Sean Foster felt a response in his heart. Everything was ready. He exited the nutrition pod, showered, got dressed, and as a boy, half an hour was enough.

With this information, when he arrived at the public bus station, his personal computer connected to the public system. After inputting the route, it would naturally remind him when to transfer. Although Sean Foster didn't know the way, he still arrived at his destination smoothly.

The street scene here was quite desolate. On the quiet, sparsely populated street, there were various shops and supermarkets on both sides. Although it wasn't too dirty, the atmosphere made it clear that this was the slum area of this world.

Sean Foster quickly found the place. It was a building, but judging by its history, it was already very old—twelve stories, with bedding and clothes hanging out to dry on every floor. It looked like a kaleidoscopic country.

Looking at all this, Sean Foster was filled with emotion. His own villa, his own nutrition pod—these were luxuries that people here could hardly obtain. Even in this world, the only guarantee was the minimum food ration; everything else had to be earned through hard work.

He understood that for society to achieve this was already very difficult, but such feelings arose naturally.

Only people like himself, with the means to live leisurely, could do good deeds and accumulate merit.

He went up to the tenth floor and knocked on the door. The person who answered was a middle-aged woman. He already knew from the information that this woman was William King, thirty-six years old, dignified in appearance, but with a tense expression.

"Who are you looking for?"