The strangeness has come, I am a god with trillions of ghost money

Chapter 356 Director, may I ride you to the competition?
"Experience a warship?"

Song Mang asked with some curiosity, "What kind of warship is it? I felt it was pretty good after experiencing it. Can I buy one?"

"...?"

The head of the teaching department stared at her blankly.

The special training instructors, who were listening nearby, wanted to roll their eyes and looked at Song Mang with more contempt.

"Do you know what you're talking about?"

The instructor said somewhat speechlessly, "Warships are extremely important military equipment used to deal with alien enemies. The number of warships in each district is limited. Even regular soldiers may not be able to fight on warships, let alone a piece of trash like you who hasn't even graduated yet."

If you're a top student in Class A, you might get to experience a warship before graduation. Otherwise, you'll only be fit to watch from the ground as warships take to the skies.

Before Song Mang could speak, the instructor looked her up and down and said, "Based on your current grades, you probably won't be able to graduate from here, and you might not even have the chance to see a warship take to the sky."

Song Mang remained silent, lost in thought.

The instructor's mocking voice came again, "Stop thinking about these unrealistic things. You're only able to get out of here today thanks to the director. Now get lost."

Song Mang nodded. "It's the father's fault if the son is not taught properly. You're so clueless; it's my fault for not teaching you well. We're in a hurry now, so I won't hold it against you."

"...?"

Song Mang turned to the head of the teaching department and asked, "Head, where is the camping competition? How long until it starts?"

"It's on the back hill of the academy. It'll start in about ten minutes. You'd better hurry over."

But Song Mang had only taken one step when she was stopped by an instructor with an angry expression.

"stop!"

The instructor looked at her with a sinister gaze, thinking to himself, "How dare this piece of trash from Class E mock me?"
Do you know who he is?
He's a new kind of human!

The instructor sneered and said, "Director, she can't leave yet. I suddenly remembered that the strange thing in the dark room might be related to her. We need to keep her here and question her more carefully!"
As you saw when the door opened, there were many tentacle-like things inside the small dark room. These things don't belong in the small dark room at all. Where did they come from? Who brought them here? These questions need to be investigated!
Perhaps this incident is closely related to the multiple deaths occurring in the "small dark room" (a place for people to stay in a dark room).

"Indeed."

The head of student affairs then realized, "Where did those tentacles come from? I remember there was a really big, fat thing eating roasted tentacles!"

The instructor narrowed his eyes and said, "Maybe she lured the monsters from outside the battlefield in. Otherwise, how come everyone else died when they went into the dark room, but she was fine?"

Song Mang chuckled, "What monster? That's the mythical Pixiu, haven't you bumpkins ever heard of it?"

"No."

The instructor looked at her coldly and said, "Stop making excuses, it must be an alien monster left over from the battlefield!"

"Fine, say whatever you want, there's no time to waste, Dad doesn't have time to play along with your nonsense."

Song Mang glanced at the time on her phone. "I still have to go participate in a camping competition!"

"I told you, you can't leave yet!"

The special training instructor tried to stop Song Mang, but Song Mang simply took out a thick stack of ghost money and handed it to the head of the teaching department.

"Director, there's no time. I haven't learned how to fly on a sword yet. Could you ride me there?"

"...?"

Upon hearing this, the head of the teaching department's expression changed instantly.

What does it mean?

Ride him over?

Do you have any manners?

He was, after all, the Dean of Students at the Commander Academy. He was in charge of the instructors for all five classes, and even the special training instructors didn't dare to speak to him so arrogantly!

The head of the teaching department glared angrily at Song Mang and said, "You little brat, how dare you talk like that?"
If you're in a rush and want me to take you there, can't you just say so politely?

"You think you're so great just because you're rich? You think you can talk to a teacher like that just because you have money? Besides, do I look like the kind of person who's greedy for money? Do you believe I might just tear up all these ghost money in a fit of anger?" The head of the teaching department originally wanted to say that he would tear up all these ghost money in a fit of anger.

But when he glanced at it out of the corner of his eye, he discovered that these ghost money notes were actually for tens of thousands of yuan each.

He had never seen ghost money with a face value of 10,000 yuan before.

That's not all. The stack of ghost money that Song Mang handed over was huge, at least dozens of bills!
That's just a few hundred thousand!

Damn it! ! !

The head of student affairs tried hard to keep his expression straight and said, "Do you believe I might get angry and suddenly lose my temper? Don't do anything so outrageous next time!"

Do you know what will happen if you mess with me? You'll get zero lessons!

Instructor: ???
The head of the teaching department quickly collected all the ghost money and then squatted down slightly in front of Song Mang.

He pointed to his back and said, "Hurry up and get on. It's the teacher's job to lift students up. After you graduate, the teacher won't be able to help you anymore!"

Instructor: ???
Song Mang quickly climbed onto the back of the head of the teaching department, sighing and saying, "Teacher~ the instructor won't let me leave. If we just leave like this, won't it be~ not~ good!"

The head of discipline rushed out in a flash, knocking away the instructor who was blocking his way. "A good dog doesn't block the way!"

"...?"

The instructor was knocked away by the head of the teaching department and spun several times in the air before barely managing to regain his balance and land.

"director!"

He stared grimly in the direction the head of discipline had left, but the man had run very fast and soon disappeared from his sight.

"Damn it!"

The instructor's face contorted for a moment, and finally he could only look away, walking into the small dark room with a grim expression.

"How did she survive, and even give that thing to... Could it be because of some Pixiu monster?"

As the instructor whispered, he looked around the small dark room and saw that the floor was covered with leftover barbecue seasoning and chili powder.

About five minutes later, the instructor came out of the small dark room and hurriedly walked towards the dormitory.

He arrived at a villa dormitory area, entered one of the villas, and went to a room on the second floor.

He knocked on the door and said inside, "Are you alright? Why were you injured by an ordinary human? What powerful thing does she possess?"

"a lot of……"

A weak voice came from inside the room, "I haven't eaten enough, so I won't be able to attend class tomorrow. Could you cover my A-class class for me?"

"Are you going to start hatching again?"

"Yes."

The voice grew weaker and weaker, "I'm too badly injured, and I might fall into a deep sleep. If I don't wake up tomorrow, you can cover my classes the day after."

"Ok."

The instructor stood at the door for a while, even pressing his ear close to the door to listen carefully to what was happening inside.

He then asked, "Have you started the repairs?"

He didn't receive a reply for a long time.

The instructor heard no sound from inside the room, so he quietly opened the door with his key.

The large bed in the room was covered in thick, sticky blood, but there was no one on it.

Instead, there is a...

(End of this chapter)