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

Chapter 93 First-Class Dream Weaver

The second day of the Inquiry Day.

Chen Yu stood by the window, gazing into the distance.

Through the huge floor-to-ceiling windows, you can see the teaching buildings across the way. The teaching buildings, located in the water, are shrouded in mist and look particularly enchanting.

The layout of the entire Moral High School is a large yin-yang symbol, with trees covering the black end and a lake on the white end. The black and white intertwine, creating a authentic Tai Chi aesthetic.

The school is situated between the two points of a yin-yang symbol, and students attend classes in the teaching area in the lake, which is meant to embody the idea that "the wise find joy in water."

The dormitory is located in the woods, and each student has a separate room. Each room is exactly 100 square meters, which is taken from the idea that "the benevolent find joy in mountains".

Everything here subtly conveys an ancient feel and embodies Taoist principles; the design alone must have cost a fortune.

The room was fully equipped with all kinds of facilities, and the various modern magical artifacts allowed Chen Yu to jump directly from the 1990s to the future, and also made him realize how many good things one could obtain with money and connections.

Just as the time was about right, he heard a knock on the door.

After Chen Yu gave his permission, a semi-transparent waiter floated in from outside the door, greeted him, and then began to clean up the trash.

Chen Yu stared at the semi-transparent creature for a moment, then walked to the next room. Across from him, Liu Qing, whose face was flushed and who was frantically absorbing the spiritual energy, said, "Class monitor, my room is haunted."

"That ghost is really stubborn! It actually dared to cause trouble here."

"Absolutely. But that ghost did knock on the door, which was quite polite. However, once she came in, she started tidying up the room, leaving no corner untouched. Don't you think she's some kind of ox-horse ghost?"

Liu Qing then stopped practicing, went out to check Chen Yu's room, and then came back and said, "Hey, I thought it was something else, just a ghost cultivator."

"But shouldn't ghost cultivators be like Zhong Zheng?"

“Zhong Zheng has a physical body. Some ghost cultivators have to sell their bodies along with their spiritual roots to pay off their debts, and then become ghosts to work.”

"Even if you're dead, you still have to work?"

"I owed a lot of money in my life, which I can only pay off after I die. But being a ghost is not bad. I don't need to eat, and my place of residence is just a small box. I can buy clothes and such from a paper craftsman. It's very convenient. When I can't pay off my debts one day, I will become a ghost cultivator. Moreover, there are preferential treatments for body cultivators to switch to ghost cultivators. After all, the physical body of a body cultivator is quite valuable."

After listening to Liu Qing's explanation, Chen Yu realized that Tianyuan was still too conservative.

Moral High School is a private institution and is not under the control of the Tianyuan Cultivator Committee, so it is subject to external influences.

I thought Tianyuan Agricultural Machinery Factory had gone a bit too far before, but now it seems that it still lags behind the outside world.

While Tianyuan was still relying on manpower, the outside world had already begun to exploit the labor of ghost cultivators. It's unknown if there are any even more outrageous methods.

While Chen Yu was in a daze, Liu Qing had already gone to the toilet, turned on the tap, and filled her stomach with water. After coming out, she wiped her mouth and said with satisfaction, "No wonder this is the territory of Moral High School; even the water is so spiritual."

Aren't you going to the cafeteria?

"A bowl of noodles costs forty-eight yuan, and a serving of white rice costs fifteen yuan. I must be crazy to eat that stuff. Oh, by the way, I saw some edible wild grass by the roadside on the way here. Let's go steal some wild vegetables tonight."

"okay."

At this moment, Chen Yu felt the awe of cyber cultivation.

It's incredibly ironic that the people living there have to steal wild vegetables to survive, even though their place is already quite comfortable.

However, when he saw the "List of Wild Vegetables That Can Be Collected Along the Roadside and Where to Collect Them" that Teacher Zhao posted in the group, along with the "Top Secret" label, he realized that he had really underestimated how bizarre this place was.

Isn't there any company with a conscience that can come and help? Tianyuan, a prestigious institution, doesn't it have any wealthy entrepreneurs who can donate money to the students here?

After vehemently criticizing the capitalists here, he suddenly realized that if there were no such entrepreneurs here, he could simply do it himself.

This method is indeed quite good: it allows one to repay the kindness that helped him awaken his martial arts, provides him with a means to spend his money, and ensures that the students of Tianyuan are well-fed.

Immediately informing Luo Tong of the situation, Chen Yu put down his phone with satisfaction, preparing for his day of self-reflection.

The second-year students from the five high schools followed their teachers toward the teaching building located at the sunny end. The teaching building was partially obscured by clouds and mist, and spiritual energy and wealth emanated from it. Even without cultivation, one could live more than ten years longer here.

As the most important opportunity to improve scores in the second year of high school, almost no one was absent from the "Asking the Heart Day". Chen Yu saw a student who had just had his leg amputated and whose lower body had not yet grown back pushing a wheelchair, moving with the flow of people with difficulty, as if he were going to meet the Taoist ancestor.

Some people, unable to come physically, simply entrusted their primordial spirit to a friend, who would then deliver it. The guided primordial spirit floated in mid-air like a human-shaped balloon, which looked rather pleasing.

After they entered the auditorium, each person was given a futon. Everyone sat on the futon on the floor, and as soon as they closed their eyes, they were sent into a dream to experience the dreams of different high schools.

Subsequently, each dream will be scored based on the degree to which it shakes the Dao heart, and this will serve as the basis for judgment.

In the lounge on the second floor of the auditorium, Xu Zilong and four principals gathered together, looking at the scene below with expressionless faces.

The scoring process cannot be influenced by capital, but is based on the judgment of one's Dao heart, which makes Xu Zilong a little unhappy.

If the scoring process can also be controlled by their group, then the cost of influencing the Star Lord will be further reduced, which would be of great benefit to the group.

Besides the principal, a capable-looking middle-aged man was also sitting there.

The other person was wearing a bright red Taoist robe, his chin was neatly trimmed, and he was quite handsome.

What set him apart most was a badge hanging on his shirt; some mysterious power emanated from the badge and permeated his surroundings.

Even Xu Zilong felt a bit wary upon seeing this badge.

First-class Dream Weaver Badge.

To obtain the title of a Level One Dream Weaver means you are a prominent figure in Changsheng Prefecture and even in the Great Qian Dynasty, where Changsheng Prefecture is located, and you will receive preferential treatment wherever you go.

The prerequisite for this identity is Foundation Establishment. Once this is achieved, one must create three dreams with a rating of 80 or higher, or one dream with a rating of 90 or higher, within one year.

They can enjoy extra benefits on the Dream Maker platform, such as being recommended in advance after their dreams are created, being able to enter many places that are not normally allowed, and even being able to break through some area restrictions.

In addition to this, the other party also had another identity: the temple keeper of the Fire God.

The temple keeper is the earthly messenger of the star deity, acting on the star deity's will and commands; he is the person closest to the star deity.

Only a first-class dream weaver can become a temple keeper, which makes the temple keeper's status even more lofty and awe-inspiring.

Even a wealthy man like Xu Zilong had to be extremely respectful to the temple keeper.

After a moment of silence, Xu Zilong spoke first: "Mr. Sun, you've come all this way, it must be tiring."

Sun Lei glanced at Xu Zilong indifferently: "It's nothing, just my duty. This time, the dream you used for your inner inquiry looks a bit familiar."

Xu Zilong smiled slightly: "It was a dream you had before you became a temple keeper. Our Xu Group bought the copyright, adaptation rights, and trademark rights."

"...You've been very kind."

　Thank you Wu Ziyu for the 500-point donation, thank you.
　　
　
(End of this chapter)