I am a demonic cultivator, not a capitalist with a conscience.

Chapter 13 Teacher Zhao, you're a lunatic too!
An hour later, Chen Yu tossed his completed math homework onto the table. Afterward, a bunch of his adopted sons would come to pay their respects, and afterwards they would bring him some snacks as a reward.

The relationship between the godfather and the godson was so harmonious.

Seeing that it was almost time, Chen Yu pretended to be nonchalant and headed towards the faculty dormitory.

As I approached the dormitory building, I heard a commotion carried on the evening breeze.

The air was thick with the pungent smell of chili peppers, and the smoky aroma from the barbecue assaulted his nostrils. The spicy scent was infused with magic and ruthlessness, yet it still made Chen Yu's nose twitch.

"Even though I know the food here isn't clean or hygienic, it smells so good."

Swallowing hard, Chen Yu lowered his head and walked through the stalls downstairs from the dormitory building, finally arriving at Teacher Zhao's dormitory room without incident.

After a gentle knock, there was no sound from inside, but the door opened silently.

Then, a finger reached out from inside, hooked Chen Yu's collar, and pulled him inside.

The room was dark, but there wasn't much furniture.

The bookshelves that occupied one wall were full of books, ranging from "sports injuries" to "dantian care" and "one hundred ways for poor cultivators to train their physical strength".

Besides books related to physical cultivation, there are also math textbooks, "Postpartum Care of Boars," and "The Way and the Art of Tractor Maintenance," making it all-encompassing and all-encompassing.

Noticing Chen Yu examining the book, Teacher Zhao said, "You can look at it here, but don't borrow it back. I only own the book, not the book."

Chen Yu nodded, indicating that he understood.

Not long after being reborn into this world, Chen Yu discovered that money was valued far too much here.

In your past life, once you bought a book, it was yours to keep; you could give it away or sell it as you pleased.

However, here, a book actually comes with a lot of rights, such as ownership, resale rights, and lending rights. To buy all the rights to a book, you would have to pay at least three times the price. This means that many books can only be read by the owner and cannot be lent out.

In addition, the school has classes during the day and a night market at night. The playground is so big that it seems like it has been dug out into two levels. The tables and chairs become dining tables at night, and your hands will be oily after touching them during the day.

Students study during the day and come here to work and spend money at night, which can be considered as a preview of the grueling life after graduation.

After glancing around, Chen Yu didn't find any books he wanted to read, so he sat down and asked, "Teacher Zhao, why did you hit me today? Was it to keep the principal away?"

"It's to keep the principal in check."

It's an open secret at No. 3 High School that Teacher Zhao and the principal don't get along.

As for the reasons for the discord, everyone had different opinions, but Chen Yu felt it was related to Teacher Zhao stripping the principal naked and then hanging him at the school gate and beating him.

They hit it twice more.

Ultimately, the principal was hospitalized for seven days, and Teacher Zhao was suspended from her duties for a month. After that, the two became estranged.

Furthermore, since Teacher Zhao is a kind-hearted teacher who is ruthless and talkative, while the principal is a scoundrel who only cares about profit, there is no question that we must side with Teacher Zhao.

After pouring Chen Yu a glass of water, Teacher Zhao asked, "Have you been taking enough medicine lately? Is there enough protein in your food? Is there water coming out of the tap?"

"Yes, Teacher Zhao. Just ask me whatever you want. I'm waiting."

"Hmm...you got something from the Tianyuan Cultivator Committee, didn't you?"

Remembering his awakening liquid, Chen Yu nodded.

Teacher Zhao nodded: "I also received some things, but I won't go into details. You said you wanted to have dreams, what kind of dreams?"

Upon hearing about the dream, Chen Yu immediately perked up and excitedly told Teacher Zhao all his thoughts.

He had assumed that Chen Yu, having cultivated for less than a year, wouldn't have a deep understanding of body cultivation and that his ideas wouldn't be authentic. However, he was surprised to find that Chen Yu's logic was clear, his structure precise, and the content simple yet engaging, which actually got him completely excited.

Teacher Zhao quickly raised her hand and said, "Stop, stop! If you keep listening, I'll want to have this dream with you right now. Have you had any dreams before?"

"To be honest, I did one, and it seems to have some reputation."

"name."

"The Mysterious Immortal's Dream".

"You are the morning light!"

Teacher Zhao was shocked, while Chen Yu was completely bewildered.

Is this dream so famous?

Teacher Zhao's eyes widened, and she drank several bottles of water to suppress her surprise. Then she rushed over and touched Chen Yu's head, saying, "Did you hurt yourself just now? Are you injured or vomiting blood? Do you want me to take you to the hospital? Don't worry, I have medical insurance and can help you get reimbursed."

"Teacher Zhao, your attitude changed a bit too quickly."

"How could it not be fast? I've been craving those dreams! There aren't many dream weavers in Tianyuan to begin with, and the ones they create are all awful, completely useless for cultivation, not even good for entertainment. But then you suddenly appeared, and the people on the Tianyuan Cultivator Committee are ecstatic."

"No way."

"Young man, have some confidence in yourself. If you don't have it, that's okay, I can help you get it."

"That's really unnecessary."

Many facilities in Tianyuan are incomplete, and the committee here is very poor. They cannot afford many functions of the dream-making platform, so he cannot see the dream data.

Judging from Teacher Zhao's excited appearance, he probably guessed that the quality of "Dream Man" was definitely very high, but he didn't expect it to be this high.

Logically speaking, the more you play with dreams, the more erratic they become. How could they possibly provide you with so many positive emotions, ultimately causing you to endure three days of living hell?

Teacher Zhao, oblivious to Chen Yu's expression, sighed, "It's a pity that the visualization system doesn't significantly improve our physical cultivation, otherwise I'd want to let every disciple go crazy. Just you wait, the art high school's college entrance rate will increase by at least twenty percent next year."

Chen Yu was stunned for a moment, then asked incredulously, "Can going mad increase cultivation level?"

"It's limited to the visualization style, which is basically what the students at No. 4 Middle School do. The cultivators at No. 4 Middle School are all artists, and going crazy is commonplace for them. They'd be starving if they didn't go crazy for a day. Moreover, your 'Dream Man' is especially suitable for them to go crazy, and it can also allow them to visualize various things while they're in a daze, thereby increasing their efficiency in absorbing spiritual energy. Now, the students at No. 4 Middle School sneak around playing it every now and then to accumulate mana and then cultivate. The efficiency is top-notch."

Chen Yu suddenly clapped his hands.

Case solved!
No wonder my positive emotions kept rising, it turns out it was these crazy guys!
If I had known that driving someone crazy could also make them improve, I shouldn't have done it in the first place.

But it doesn't matter. In this dream, I'm determined to torment my classmates to the very end. I absolutely won't let them thank me!

After laughing excitedly twice, Chen Yu looked at Teacher Zhao and asked, "Teacher, would you be willing to help me?"

"I have to help you. But I have classes to attend recently and it's not easy for me to ask for leave. Please wait for me to ask for leave."

Then, Teacher Zhao jumped directly out of the window, quickly disappearing into the darkness, and headed straight for the principal's office.

Not long after, a series of screams echoed from the principal's office. The fat, big-eared principal was dragged out by Teacher Zhao with one hand, hung at the school gate, and given a severe beating.

After finishing his work, he crawled back to his dormitory like a gecko, patting the dust off his hands and saying, "It's done. This time I should be suspended for seven days, that should be enough."

Looking at Teacher Zhao, who seemed completely unfazed, Chen Yu couldn't help but say, "Teacher Zhao, has anyone ever told you that you're pretty crazy too?"

(End of this chapter)