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

Chapter 260 This dream was more fun than I imagined (56)

Fengdu University, although only a second-tier university, has a rather special environment and status.

Most universities choose to locate their campuses in the Upper Realm, where spiritual energy is abundant, various forces exchange resources, and there are fewer restrictions than in the mortal world, making it a very peaceful place.

However, Fengdu University is the only university located in the lower realm.

Here you'll find the Ten Kings of Hell, Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, and various judges assisting in adjudicating cases; the place is both serene and bustling.

Cultivators and mortals from all walks of life reincarnate here. Those who haven't paid off their loans are taken away to work and repay them. Only after they've paid off their loans can they enter reincarnation and receive different blessings based on their moral character in their previous life.

In the past, cases were judged manually, which was inefficient, and many wandering souls would wait in the underworld for thousands of years.

After finally getting my turn, I discovered that my application had expired, so I had to change brands and wait for thousands more years.

Therefore, ghost cultivators were a rare commodity at the time. Once they entered Fengdu, they were guaranteed job placement. Many ghost cultivators were reserved before they even graduated, and then they started receiving wages from their first year, living a wonderful life.

But since the invention of the psycho-brain, the process of trial has become much simpler.

Drag the form, pull past events, and then go wherever you need to go.

This also led to a large number of ghost cultivators losing their jobs. Their once secure jobs were shattered, and many ghost cultivators had to find new employment in the Human Emperor's Banner, where their treatment was naturally completely different from before.

Many ghost cultivators choose not to graduate, even if they could, because they would be unemployed if they didn't graduate, just so they can enjoy the benefits of being a university student and eat in the cafeteria for a few more years.

But the university doesn't want these guys not to graduate. After all, keeping you around will lower our graduation rate and you'll be taking advantage of our benefits. Get out of here as soon as possible!

Moreover, many people who use the Emperor's Flag also hope that ghost cultivators can come and work for them. If you don't graduate, where are we going to find old ghosts?
Therefore, Fengdu University experiences various conflicts every year, with the university, which wants its students to graduate, and the students, who do not want to graduate, fighting back and forth without ever reaching a conclusion.

At Zombie Academy, Rongyuan climbed out of his freezer, checked his class schedule, and found that there was only one class today: Employment Psychology Guidance.

Nodding in satisfaction, Rongyuan knew he could enjoy another day of leisure.

As someone who has been through sixty-eight senior years of college, Rongyuan knows all too well how to stay in school.

If someone says they have no desire to work and that going to work would make them lose the will to live, then the university shouldn't force them to graduate and instead provide them with career guidance courses.

However, if one's mood remains low, the teacher of this course, the temple keeper of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, will determine that one's grades are unsatisfactory, and one will have to remain at Fengdu University.

Back when ghost cultivators were in high demand, Fengdu University, in order to increase the number of ghost cultivators, specifically contacted the Star Lord to issue a large number of regulations that benefited Fengdu University students.

Unexpectedly, the emergence of the Spirit Brain caused widespread unemployment among ghost cultivators, making staying in school the most cost-effective option.

"Hehe, as long as I'm in a bad mood, I can stay a college student forever and never graduate. College life is great, who wants to go to work and be a slave to society?"

Stepping out of the freezer, he saw that his roommates were still asleep, so he didn't disturb them. He went outside, lit some incense, took a nice puff, and then started thinking about how to make himself feel down.

The best way is to find a depressing dream, experience the plot, and feel really bad. This will temporarily diminish your motivation to live, and then you can fool your teacher.

After searching through a large number of dreams, Rongyuan found that he couldn't find a particularly suitable one for the time being.

He had already experienced most of the depressing dreams.

After all, he's an 86-year-old ghost. His mindset has matured a lot, so he can't go up or down anymore.

After searching for a long time, he finally found a dream that seemed somewhat interesting. "Tianyuan Inspector: Play as an inspector during a turbulent era, assisting Tianyuan in its gradual recovery. Players need to work for thirty years, handling a massive amount of work, dealing with unscrupulous outsiders, and dealing with various natural disasters… Isn't this just a corporate slave simulator? Author: Chen Guang, never heard of it. Price: 18, not too expensive, refund within three hours, not a bad deal. After experiencing what it's like to be a corporate slave, I'm even less inclined to go to work."

With an incense stick dangling from his mouth, Rongyuan opened his phone, paid for the service, and then drifted into a dream.

At the start of the dream, you can change your name, appearance, and city. If you don't fill in any information, the default name will be Hu Lai, the default appearance will be an ordinary person, and the default location will be Tianyuan.

Because he wasn't particularly interested in the dream, Rongyuan went straight into it and was shocked by what he saw.

The city in front of me was dilapidated, and the residents looked malnourished, staring blankly at their surroundings with an indifferent attitude towards life and death.

Lying by the roadside, they ate clay, while a child with water in his abdomen stood to the side, holding his belly and looking blankly at Rongyuan.

Although he had been a ghost cultivator for many years and had almost forgotten normal emotions, seeing the child's expression still gave Hu Lai a jolt.

Looking away, he saw that Tianyuan in front of him consisted of only a small commercial street with a few scattered shops.

Further away are residential areas that resemble garbage dumps, where most people own only a pair of pants and live like wild animals.

After watching for a while, Rongyuan felt that his mood was indeed low.

But there's no need to be so down...

When his mood got really low, it actually made him want to do something to improve the situation.

Just then, the phone rang, and a voice on the other end said, "Hu Lai, where have you been?"

It took Rong Yuan a while to remember that Hu Lai was the default name in his dream, so he quickly said, "I just arrived and am on patrol."

"Come to the checkpoint. People are already lining up to enter the country. If you don't know how to get back, just keep looking at the watchtower."

Looking up, Rongyuan glanced around and finally spotted the watchtower behind him.

Several sword cultivators stood on the watchtower, their flying swords obscuring the light and clearly not of any good quality.

As he walked toward the checkpoint, Rongyuan checked his belongings.

A watch, the time on it hasn't changed much, it should only start moving after arriving at the destination.

A handbook with one's name, photo, and job title printed on it.

A bill listing expenses including food, water, rent, and medicine.

Besides, he noticed a hole in his pants pocket, allowing him to reach down and touch his thermal underwear, which he found rather unusual.

After being a zombie for so many years, this is the first time I've discovered I can still wear thermal underwear.

This detail made him realize his own predicament and also gave him a sudden feeling of being reborn.

This dream might be more fun than expected.

(End of this chapter)