An Unorthodox Guide to Conquering Another World

"An elf?"

Ya Feng raised his eyebrows.

Although I have seen many elves, this is the first time I have seen one with black hair. Due to the influence of their special magic, elves' body hair is either bright or light-colored, so pure black hair like this is really rare.

The dark-haired elf looked down at the stains on her school uniform, and her body instantly stiffened.

"Oh...sorry, I got it all over you." Ya Feng said apologetically as he came to his senses.

The girl paused for a few moments, seemingly trying to suppress her anger at him.

But in the end, she didn't say a word, and just turned and left.

"Hey, where are you going? It's not like I'm not taking responsibility."

Ya Feng pressed down on her shoulder.

"Let...let me go..." she whispered.

"I don't care about you. How are you going to class with your clothes like this? Come on, I'll take you to fix it," Ya Feng said.

Presumably because quite a few students around were looking on curiously, the black-haired elf lowered his head and actually followed Ya Feng.

He led her to his office.

The elven girl watched as he took off his coat and hung it on the coat rack, then put the lunchbox into the drawer of his desk.

"You... are a teacher?" she asked belatedly.

"You look quite young, don't you?" Ya Feng said.

"Take off your coat first," he said.

Perhaps it was the other person's identity that made her lower her guard. The girl hesitated for a moment, then took off her school uniform jacket, revealing a brown knitted sweater and a white shirt underneath.

"Give it to me," Ya Feng said.

The girl hesitated for a moment, but still handed it to Ya Feng.

He took the coat, which smelled of thick soup and a young girl, picked up the black wooden cane leaning against the wall, and gently touched the coat with the tip of the cane. He watched as the coat floated up, and then a ball of water emerged and enveloped it. The water sphere flowed, and the inside of it churned like a washing machine.

"Will this work?" the elven girl asked softly.

"To put it simply, the broth is just water and impurities. By utilizing the attraction of similar elements, it will naturally be separated out," Ya Feng said, then looked at the elven girl.

"By the way, have you learned about the attraction property of elements?"

“I taught that last semester,” she said softly.

"Oh...then you must be in the third grade..." Ya Feng said after thinking for a moment.

She's in the same grade as Ilsa, but the black-haired elf looks a bit older, probably around fifteen or sixteen.

Judging from her appearance, she's probably what they call the "negative corner" of the class.

The clothes churned in the water sphere. After about two or three minutes, Ya Feng raised her wand and flicked it. The water sphere turned into mist and dissipated. Then, a stream of air surrounded it, and her school uniform swung rapidly inside. Tiny water droplets could be seen being flung out and floating around.

"Alright," Ya Feng said.

The cloud of air dissipated, and the school uniform fell into his hands, which he then handed back to the black-haired elf.

She took it and unfolded it to see that the stains had all disappeared, and there wasn't a trace left even on the white fabric. The clothes were also dry and ready to wear right away.

Although it's just simple element control, achieving such precision still requires considerable skill and control.

“Thank you, teacher…” she said.

Ya Feng, who had just put down his cane, raised his eyebrows at her.

"So, wasn't it me who dirtied your clothes in the first place?"

“That…that’s true,” she said again.

"Alright, hurry up and go to class," Ya Feng waved to her.

The elven girl looked at him while holding the clothes.

“Um, teacher, I feel like I’ve seen you somewhere before,” she said.

"Oh? Is that so?" Ya Feng chuckled, not surprised at all. After all, he was a celebrity in the kingdom, and even if he changed his appearance, he would still be recognized.

Was it at an awards ceremony or a book signing event?

The other person thought for a moment and said, "I think I saw a news report before about a man who was beaten to death and thrown into a ditch for peeping into a girls' dormitory. It was accompanied by a black and white photo of you as a sign of condolence."

Ya Feng: Dragon face.

Damn, this isn't over yet, is it?

The girl put on her school uniform and bowed slightly to him.

"Then I'll be going, teacher."

"Uh-huh."

As the girl reached the door, Ya Feng remembered to ask, "By the way, what's your name?"

She paused, her eyes hidden by her bangs, making her expression unreadable, and then spoke after a moment:

"Hikaria."

“Hikaria…that’s a nice name. My name is Ya Feng,” Ya Feng said.

The elven girl Hikaria paused for a moment, then simply nodded at him and left.

...

In an activity room of the college.

"Ugh, I'm killing myself from standing all morning," White muttered, pounding his knee.

"That bastard, I thought he was so arrogant, but when I looked at his file he was only a bachelor's degree? Damn it, he's a whole rank higher than me!" he said angrily.

"Hilarious! Go find him and settle the score then," said the purple-haired girl with her hair slicked back, lying on the sofa with a laugh.

"You think I wouldn't dare! If he dares to mess with me again this afternoon, I'll give him a piece of my mind. It's not like I haven't done it before!" White said angrily.

"Hey, didn't you guys notice? The new teacher's name is Ya Feng. Could it be that writer? He was trending on social media a month ago," said Luna, a short-haired girl sitting to the side, while browsing Huanwangtong.

"Hmm? Let me see?" The two of them leaned closer and looked at the news on Huanwangtong.

"That's really true."

“By the way, don’t you guys read novels? Wasn’t he quite popular before? I noticed him during class just now, but I almost didn’t recognize him with his glasses on,” Luna said.

"Who reads books? They're all words, they give me a headache." White rolled his eyes.

"That's getting interesting. This Ya Feng isn't exactly a saint in that circle. There are always reports about him being crazy. I hope the school isn't deliberately sending him to put pressure on us?" Luna chuckled.

"Heh, I'd like to see if he dares. I told you, he'd better behave himself, or else..."

With a bang, the door to the activity room was kicked open, and the red dragon Lucia walked in sullenly.

"Boss!" White immediately stood up.

"When are we going to teach that new guy a lesson? He actually dared to hit you today, it's outrageous!"

Lucia snorted, plopped down on the sofa, unwrapped a lollipop, and popped it into her mouth.

“My brother’s back these days. If he finds out I’ve caused trouble, I’ll get a beating again. I’ll keep quiet for a while and deal with it after this month.” She picked up another can of drink.

"So, we have to put up with that Ya Feng for a month?" White said with great indignation.

"Do you think I want to?!" Lucia crushed the beverage can in her hand, gritting her teeth, her face full of anger.

"That bastard... how dare he hit my tail! I will... I will definitely make him pay! One day, I'll make him kneel down and lick my shoes!"

Chapter 27 Ya Feng's Little Fan Girl

"get out of class dismissed. Remember to hand in your homework tomorrow."

Ya Feng said while tidying up his lesson plans.

Several yawns echoed in the classroom; many students had just woken up and were still groggy.

Perhaps the initial establishment of authority had an effect, and they really listened to Ya Feng's words. Even when they were sleeping, they didn't make a fuss, so the day's classes went relatively smoothly, and there were no problems even when teachers from other subjects came.

Back in the office, after tidying up, I planned to go home and wait for Xiao Wang at the school gate to go home together.

As I left the office and turned a corner, I bumped into a student coming from the opposite direction, causing the student to drop what they were carrying.

"How come we bumped into each other again?" Ya Feng said speechlessly. Then, upon closer inspection, he realized it was still that red-haired little dragon girl, Lucia.

"Tsk..." Lucia looked annoyed when she saw him, but she didn't say anything and squatted down to pick up her things.

Ya Feng also squatted down and helped her pick up her things. He picked up a sketchbook and found that it was filled with all sorts of strange creatures, lifelike and colorful.

"Did you draw this?" Ya Feng asked in surprise, noticing that the scattered paintbrushes and paints on the ground were just some.

"What's it to you? Give it back!" Lucia snatched it away, glaring at him fiercely.

Unexpectedly, this little red dragon, who looks like a hedgehog, has this talent.

Ya Feng raised his eyebrows and smiled slightly: "Have you been to the Yehe Exhibition?"

Hearing this, Lucia finally looked at him:

So what if you've never been?

But when Ya Feng saw the look in the other person's eyes, he knew he had guessed correctly.

The Night River Exhibition is an internal art exhibition of the kingdom's art circles, which brings together many outstanding painters, illustrators, cartoonists, and artists to showcase their more private paintings.

However, this art exhibition is not open to the public, and only some of the content will be made public after it ends, which has always made it known for its mystery.

Judging from Lucia's expression just now, she seems interested in this art exhibition as well.

"It's nothing. I just have an internal letter of introduction, so I can go anytime I want. If Lucia is interested, I wouldn't mind giving my well-behaved class monitor a small reward," Ya Feng said with a smile.

Lucia squinted; it was clear she really wanted to go.

Although she was born into a prominent family, it would still be difficult for her to go to this exhibition without their help. Her family didn't have the time to care about such things, but now an opportunity has presented itself to her.

"Really?"

"I'm not lying to you."

Lucia paused for a moment, then said, "I understand. From now on, I will keep a close eye on the students in the class. But you are not allowed to go back on your word, or I will not let you off the hook."

"Of course, we can pinky swear if you don't believe me." Ya Feng held up his little finger to her.

Lucia paused for a moment, then extended her little finger and casually tugged at it with his.

"That's all, I'll be going now." Lucia picked up her sketchbook; someone had already come to find her down the hallway.

...

“Let’s go together, Linda,” Betty said, slinging her backpack over her shoulder as she walked over to her.

"By the way, do you have someone to pick you up? If not, I'll take you home," she said.

“No need, I’ll go back with… my dad,” Ilsa said.

“Your father must have been a tall and handsome demon, right?” Betty said.

“Yes, right…” Ilsa chuckled.

"However, he is human, my godfather, we are not related by blood,"

"Hey? It sounds like your family has quite a story to tell," Betty said unexpectedly.

They chatted casually as they walked downstairs.

As soon as she reached the school gate, Ilsa spotted Ya Feng waiting there.

Upon seeing her approach, he waved enthusiastically at her without any hesitation.

It feels like I'm picking him up from school...

Ilsa smiled helplessly at Betty: "My dad's right there, so I'll be going now."

Just as she was about to leave, Betty grabbed her sleeve.

"What's wrong?" she asked, only to see Betty staring intently at Ya Feng.

"Is that your father?" she asked.