In the end, René Descartes decided not to do such a thing.
Because he knew that many people actually cared about these things, and he was afraid that it might turn into something hateful, which wouldn't be good.
"Forget it, I'll take him as a disciple first, and we'll see about the rest," René Descartes mused, stroking his chin for a moment, then began to ponder another matter.
"Dream Stealers, Dream Builders, Disguisers... are these things feasible?"
René Descartes closed his eyes, and then a faint white light seeped from the creases, muttering to himself: "If these professions are created, would the stubborn Materialists recognize the shattering of the world?"
With this thought, René Descartes began to construct and deduce.
...
A few days later, it was time for the college entrance exam.
The entire Great Wilderness City witnessed its first college entrance exam, making it a historic day.
