An Unorthodox Guide to Conquering Another World

"Then, will you still teach us after we come back from confinement?" a student asked again.

"It depends on the school's arrangements and your performance. Try to reform yourself properly, but if you're still the same as before, then let's just leave it at that," Ya Feng said.

"Really? You'll still teach us as long as we correct our mistakes?"

"After all, I was assigned to your class in the first place. If I don't teach you, who am I supposed to teach?"

Many of the students showed expressions of relief. A legendary mage was their teacher. Even the advanced studies academy probably wouldn't have one.

"Then, can you teach us some powerful spells?" White asked expectantly.

Ya Feng smiled faintly at him, then slapped him hard on the head.

"You damn idiot who only got 50 on a magic theory test wants to learn magic from me? Have some guts before you talk like that, okay?"

"Ouch... I, I know..." White said, rubbing his head.

Everyone quickly started cleaning up after him.

Ya Feng stood at the doorway watching when he heard footsteps behind him.

He turned his head and saw Lucia with red hair standing behind him. As soon as she saw him, her bright red eyes lowered again.

Chapter 47 I am a gentleman

“Teacher Ya Feng…” she called out awkwardly.

"They released you too?" Ya Feng asked.

“Because there are still things to take care of at the academy, they asked me to come here again…” Lucia said.

"Well, is there anything you want to say?" Ya Feng asked.

Lucia gripped her skirt, gritted her teeth, and curled her tail as she spoke:

"I...I mean, I was wrong...I'm sorry, I'll try to change from now on..."

She bent down deeply.

The family punished her severely, but thinking that if it weren't for Ya Feng, she would have almost lost the lives of the entire class, she felt fortunate more than once in the past two days, unable to imagine what it would have been like if it had really happened.

“I know I have no right to ask for your forgiveness for this. I can only atone for my sins. So, from now on, you can just ask me to do whatever you want... I’ll listen to you…” Lucia said softly with her head down.

She waited, knowing that if Ya Feng told her to get lost at this point, she would probably just lower her head and slink away.

But then, a rag was thrown over her head and got caught on her dragon horn.

She looked up at Ya Feng.

“Go, help everyone clean the floor,” Ya Feng said.

"Also, for the rest of this semester, you'll be in charge of cleaning my office all by yourself. Make sure it's spotless every day before I come to class,"

Lucia opened her mouth, but then gripped the rag.

"I see..."

She went inside and started cleaning with her classmates.

Ya Feng leaned against the door frame, watching the students busily working, and a slow smile crept onto his lips.

Although I don't know how I'll spend the remaining six months, at least being a teacher will definitely make things much easier.

...

"I'm back,"

At night, Ya Feng returned home. He had come home late because he had to take care of some last-minute tasks.

The living room was quiet, the lights were off, and his wife and children were in their respective rooms.

He went to Ilsa's room first, knocked on the door, and heard Ilsa respond from inside, so he opened the door and went in.

The young woman was sitting at her desk doing her homework, wearing a light blue spaghetti strap nightgown that revealed her round, fair shoulders, and her bangs were pinned back with a hair clip.

"Here, I brought you some late-night snacks." Ya Feng placed the paper bag on the table.

"Oh, thank you..."

Ilsa put down her pen, opened the container, and saw that it contained a fruit pudding.

"I just brushed my teeth."

"I know, that's why I always buy the milder flavors."

Despite her words, Ilsa honestly opened the box. The sweet aroma of fruit wafted out, and the pudding was also sweet, relieving the fatigue after studying. Every bite was filled with a sweet taste.

"Is everything taken care of over there?" Ilsa asked, taking a bite of a strawberry.

"Well, I'm done for today. They'll be sent to solitary confinement tomorrow. Things should be much easier for them for a while now, right?" Ya Feng said.

"That's great! It should be a good way to have fun and get paid at the same time, right?" Ilsa said. "Our class is about to have its quarterly exams, and if our scores are below the cutoff, we'll be moved to the honors class." The little princess sighed.

"It's okay, Dad believes in you. If you really can't hold on, I have some tricks up my sleeve that can help you pass the test smoothly," Ya Feng said.

Ilsa blinked at him: "Tips and tricks?"

"Taking the exam for someone else? There's a technique that can temporarily swap the consciousness of two people. I'll transfer my consciousness into yours, and then you can just tell me what score you want to get," Ya Feng said.

“Uh… everyone has to undergo a magic power test before entering the exam room, so such a common cheating method will definitely get you caught,” Ilsa said.

“Those are low-level players. My magic power can't even be detected by the spirit stones of the Sorcerer's Guild, let alone a small Hoinlair Academy,” Ya Feng said.

“Well… I still want to get the points through my own abilities. Isn’t cheating just deceiving myself?” Ilsa said.

Hearing this, Ya Feng nodded with satisfaction.

“Very good, this is the Ilsa I wanted to see. You have passed my test!” He clapped his hands.

"You're so boring! Okay, hurry up and get out of here, don't disturb my studies!" Ilsa got up and pushed him out.

"Remember to throw the bowl out after you finish eating, don't leave it in the room to attract bugs!" Ya Feng said.

“Okay!” Ilsa said.

Pushing him to the door, Ilsa leaned against the doorframe and pursed her lips.

"Goodnight, Dad."

Ya Feng smiled faintly: "Goodnight, Mom."

"slightly!"

Ilsa stuck her tongue out at him and slammed the door shut.

Next up is Little Silver Dragon's room.

He arrived at Zehita's room and knocked on the door.

No one responded, so they knocked again, but still no one responded.

So I simply pushed the door open and went in.

Yinlong was lying on the bed, his head tilted to one side, fast asleep. Several books were piled up beside him, and there were snack wrappers on the floor.

For the past two days, Yinlong has basically stayed at home and hasn't left the house at all. He spends all his time in his room reading comics and showing off snacks, and the rest of the time he sleeps.

It's only been two days, and the true nature of the "fat otaku dragon" has already begun to show.

Ya Feng picked up the trash she had thrown on the ground and put it in the trash can. Then he went to the bedside and looked at the silver dragon girl who was sleeping soundly.

The silver dragon's tail was tucked between his thighs, and his silver hair was spread out on the bed. His sleeping face was very peaceful, even a little blank, showing no trace of his usual arrogant and domineering appearance.

What's even more unsettling is that she was wearing a nightgown, but the hem had been lifted up to her stomach, revealing her soft belly and even her navel.

And in other places, needless to say, the black ruffles with a small bow made the panties completely visible.

"Ugh..."

Ya Feng shook his head as he looked at his unkempt wife.

Luckily, I'm a decent person, otherwise I would have taken this opportunity to take a dozen photos and then show them off like crazy.

Let's pull it up for her; her little belly is exposed and she might catch a cold.

Although it's estimated that the Dragon King has never even heard of catching a cold.

He reached out and grabbed the hem of her skirt, about to pull it down, when he saw Zeshita open her eyes and look at him.

The atmosphere was silent; they looked at each other without saying a word.

"So, you probably think I took advantage of you while you were asleep and then lifted your skirt to do something lewd, right?" Ya Feng said, looking at her.

“Otherwise what?” Silver Dragon said coldly.

Ya Feng chuckled, then suddenly lifted her skirt up.

Well, since you've already decided that's how it is, wouldn't it be a huge loss for me to pretend to be a gentleman?

Chapter 48 Kissing should become a daily routine

"I, Daenerys Targaryen, will bite you to death!!"

Yinlong grabbed the hem of her skirt and then pounced on her, his face full of shame and anger.

"Wait! Look what this is!"

Suddenly, Ya Feng took out a small box and placed it in front of Zeshita.

Zeshita stopped charging forward, looking at her in confusion: "What's this?"

"The Huanwangtong, I said I'd get you one, it's arrived now, want to try it?" Ya Feng took out the Huanwangtong, which was a little bigger than his palm, and handed it to Zeshita.

Zeshita looked at the smooth crystal screen, then took it.

Then, before Ya Feng could retract his hand, she bit him hard on the back of his hand.

"Ouch...you actually bit me..." Ya Feng touched the bite mark on the back of his hand, which was covered in the silver dragon's saliva.

"How do I use this?" Zeshita held it in her hand, fiddling with it back and forth, almost as if she was about to take a bite.

"Look, press the mark here and wait five seconds. When you see the image above, you can release it," Ya Feng instructed her.

The revamped Huanwangtong app operates almost identically to a mobile phone, making it extremely convenient and easy to use.

Zeshita pressed the button, and soon, several beams of starlight appeared on the crystal screen, combining to form a six-pointed star pattern, which was the logo of "Aurora Group," the company to which Huanwang belonged.

Ya Feng sat down and began to patiently teach her how to register information, set a personal password, and how to type text.

Since Zeshita didn't have a human ID card, Ya Feng bought a temporary registration card. The only difference between this and an ID card is that this type of account requires regular payments to use.

Watching Yinlong gradually become familiar with the operation of Huanwangtong under his guidance, Ya Feng felt as if he were teaching an elderly person how to use a smartphone.

"Look, this is the Huanwang Community. Everyone can speak here. There are different sections and sub-sections. You can speak in whichever one you are interested in," Ya Feng said.

"So, everyone can see what's posted?" Zeshita asked, scrolling through the posts.

"of course."

After a moment's thought, Zehita began typing, letter by letter, with her fingers, and posted her first message:

"I am Zeshita, the Silver Moon Dragon King! Anyone who can tell me valuable information about humanity will be rewarded!"

She posted this message and then waited.

Several minutes later, a small red dot appeared on the post, indicating a new comment. She clicked on it to take a look.

"sofa."

"What do you mean?" she asked Ya Feng.

"It's the first person to comment on your post," Ya Feng said.

“Boring,” Zeshita tossed the Netcom aside.

“Sigh, this definitely won’t work. Posting a message claiming to be the Silver Moon Dragon King, no one will believe it,” Ya Feng said.

"Tsk, I can't transform back into a dragon right now, so how can I prove it?" Zeshita said sullenly.

"Take your time, there's a lot of interesting stuff here, take your time to look around," Ya Feng said, standing up.

"That's settled then, I'm going to wash up and go to bed."

"Wait a minute, come here to me." Zehita sat on the bed and patted the bed next to him.