An Unorthodox Guide to Conquering Another World

As Elena watched her daughter's retreating figure, her eyes gradually lowered, and her delicate hands clenched tightly on her knees.

"XiXi...she's already used up one layer...so, she must have encountered some danger..."

...

After Hikaria finished her bath, Eline bandaged her wounds. Thanks to Afeng's healing spell and the life force, the rest of her wounds had almost fully recovered. She changed her clothes and sat down at the dining table.

After being busy for so long, I can finally have dinner.

"I'm sorry, the food is getting a little cold, but the fish soup is still warm. Mr. Ya Feng, Ms. Linda, please try it."

Elena personally ladled hot soup for them and brought it to him.

"Thank you."

Ilsa took it. She had been looking forward to the taste of this fish soup since she started cooking. She picked it up and took a sip. The delicious flavor immediately filled her mouth and warmed her whole body as it flowed into her stomach.

“It’s delicious! Hikaria is absolutely right. Mrs. Elena’s cooking is truly amazing,” Ilsa said.

"I'm glad you like it, Linda!" Elena's face was flushed, like a little girl who had just received a compliment.

"Then... what about Mr. Ya Feng? Does he suit your taste?" Elina looked at Ya Feng.

"Mmm, it tastes good." Ya Feng nodded and said casually.

“Really? That’s great,” Elina said with a smile.

However, Ilsa was looking at him with a puzzled expression. Logically speaking, shouldn't he be going crazy praising the fish soup and saying he wanted to drink it for the rest of his life? Why was he acting so calmly?

Ya Feng sipped his fish soup and sighed.

If it weren't in front of others, and if he didn't want to disrupt this peaceful and beautiful atmosphere, this comforting meal, brimming with traditional rural flavors and maternal love, would probably have made him want to rush over and shout, "Mom, I've thought about drinking your fish soup for the rest of my life!"

If I had a mother like Elina, I'd be willing to accept Hikaria as my older sister.

Hikaria sipped the drink, her body gradually warming up. The familiar taste brought her peace, and only now could she truly appreciate the beauty of being alive.

"Oh, right, how about Mrs. Elena and you come to our house as guests next time?" Ilsa suddenly remembered and said.

"Huh? Won't this disturb you?" Elina asked.

Ya Feng immediately looked up and gave Ilsa an approving look.

Well done, Ilsa, I hadn't even thought of that.

"It's okay, our home is in the suburbs anyway, we can have a barbecue party or something," Ya Feng said.

“Okay, then, I’ll definitely pay you a visit then,” Elina said.

Ah, that's right. If the two families visit each other more often, won't they eventually become one family?

very nice.

...

The night was very quiet.

After seeing off Ya Feng's family, Elina and the others should rest as well.

After taking a shower, Elina returned to her bedroom and saw Hikaria already fast asleep in bed.

She was exhausted today and fell asleep almost immediately after lying down.

Elena came to her side, sat on the bed, looked at her sleeping face, gently stroked her temples, and tucked the hair behind her ear.

His fingers traced her forehead, where a blue light flickered, revealing the veins of a branch. Of the five leaves on it, one had already dimmed, as if it would wither and die at any moment.

Eline lowered her eyes, then leaned down and pressed her forehead against Hikaria's.

A faint blue light flowed around her. After a moment, she stood up, and the dim leaf among the five leaves regained its color, flickered a few times, and then slowly disappeared.

Elena let out a soft sigh. After doing all this, she looked tired, slowly lay down, pulled up the covers, hugged her daughter, and fell into a deep sleep.

Chapter 72 The Cup of Light

A little beetle was crawling quickly across the notebook. Just as it was about to crawl out of the notebook's edge, a pen tip fell and blocked its way, forcing it to turn around and crawl to the other side. Every time it tried to crawl out of the notebook, a pen tip would block its path.

Ya Feng rested his chin on one hand and held a pen in the other, playing a game of teasing a small insect on his notebook. Watching the insect frantically running around in circles, he couldn't help but chuckle.

"Ahem, Teacher Ya Feng."

"Ok?"

Hearing his name called, he finally realized what was happening. He looked up and saw that all the homeroom teachers in the entire grade were looking at him in the meeting room.

"Huh? The meeting's over?" he said, bewildered.

The head of the grade, Charles, sitting at the top, looked rather grim. He tapped the table and said to Ya Feng:

"I wanted to ask you about your class's intentions regarding participating in this 'Chasing the Light Cup' competition."

"Oh..."

Three months later, after the Harvest Festival, will be the Hoinlé Academy's quadrennial grand event, the "Chasing the Light Cup." This year also marks the academy's 600th anniversary celebration, making it an unprecedented spectacle.

The scale and scope of the event prepared by the academy are comparable to any major event in the kingdom, and it will attract a large number of tourists from home and abroad. This is also an opportunity to showcase the academy's cultural strength and expand its influence.

The Chasing Light Cup will last for a full week, during which classes in the third grade and above are required to send students to participate in various competitions, including flying ball races, 100km flying broomstick rallies, 5000m trap relay obstacle courses, multi-person spell battles, and more.

And then there's the most famous competition, which can be said to challenge the limits of human endurance: the Orlando Triathlon.

This competition is the core event of the entire Light Chasing Cup and the focus of the entire event; the ultimate winner will become the overall champion.

The overall champion will receive the kingdom's highest honor for youth, the White Rose Medal, as well as exemption from entrance exams for graduation. They will also gain admission to the Sorcerer's Association Committee without further examination and receive a voucher for the kingdom's treasury, which can be exchanged for any magical artifact of Heavenly Craftsmanship grade or higher.

However, because the three activities in Orlando are extremely dangerous, only students in fourth grade and above can participate.

Ya Feng picked up the documents he had prepared in advance.

"Our class participated in... a fun obstacle course, and then..."

He looked up at Director Charles: "That's all."

"That's it?" Charles frowned. "Your class only signed up for one out of more than fifty projects?"

"It's not that I don't want to, the key is that our class is only in good condition right now. If we go up there, we'll just be there to make up the numbers. Besides, they're still in solitary confinement and won't be back until next week. There's not enough time to prepare. Can't we just sign up as a formality?" Ya Feng said.

“There are still three months to prepare, and it won’t start until after the harvest festival. How can you say there’s no time? This Light Chasing Cup and the school anniversary are very important, and all classes must take it seriously!” Charles said seriously.

At this moment, Chairman Mons coughed and spoke:

"Alright, one is fine. As long as we participate seriously, that's fine. Teacher Ya Feng, I'll have to trouble you to lead the team later."

"No problem." Ya Feng gave an OK sign.

Although the Chasing Light Cup is of great significance, what is Class 32 anyway? It's a blessing if they don't cause trouble for themselves. Although they seem to have behaved a lot after this punishment, it's still best to reduce their appearances as much as possible to prevent them from causing any more trouble for themselves.

Charles continued to report on the tournament schedule for the Light Chaser Cup.

"In addition, there is the list of participants for the Magic Teachers' Group competition; all Magic Teachers must participate in at least one competition,"

This had nothing to do with Ya Feng. He looked down and found that the little bug had long since disappeared.

Suddenly the door opened, but no one came in. A moment later, a fluffy rabbit jumped onto the main seat of the conference table, and everyone realized that the principal had arrived.

“Principal, we are still discussing the arrangements for the Light Chasing Cup. Do you have any instructions?” Mons asked.

"Hmm...where are we now?" Alexander picked up the list and glanced at it.

"A competition for magic teachers is being arranged."

"Oh~"

Alexander's rabbit ears twitched, and he looked straight at Ya Feng, who was sitting at the back.

"Teacher Ya Feng, which programs did you sign up for?"

"Uh, I..."

"It's okay, I've already paid for it for you, so you don't have to bother. Don't be shy."

As he spoke, in front of everyone, Alexander picked up the tablet and made a bold mark on the list.

“Um, Principal, Ya Feng isn’t a teacher in the magic department, and his magic level doesn’t meet the requirements for the competition…” Mons whispered a reminder.

"So what? It's sports, it's a competition, isn't it all about pushing your limits? Teacher Ya Feng, I really believe in you, good luck!" Rabbit gave Ya Feng a gloomy smile.

He then threw down the pen and the list and jumped off the conference table.

"Alright, you can continue. I'm leaving."

"Take care, Principal."

Everyone watched as the rabbit left the meeting room.

Ya Feng was completely dumbfounded. Did you, the president of the Sorcerer Association and the principal of a prestigious university, really make such a grand trip just to trip me up?

Rabbits are so petty.

After the meeting, the teachers went outside together.

"Hehe, Teacher Ya Feng, you've only been here a short time and you're already taking on such a troublesome event. It must be really tough for you."

Dean, the homeroom teacher of Class 24 upstairs, walked over with a smile.

"It's nothing, I just signed up for one project as a token gesture. I doubt my classmates would be interested in participating in these things either," Ya Feng said with a shrug.

"Yeah, sigh. To be honest, we ordinary classes are just there to make up the numbers. We'd be lucky to get one or two medals. The real competition is with the classes above ten," Dean said, shaking his head.

Ya Feng looked at the ten seventh-grade homeroom teachers walking at the front; each of them exuded an imposing aura.

"Sigh, this is also the last time our grade will participate in the Chasing Light Cup. Last time, the children were only in the third grade and didn't win a single award. This time, we hope they can win one or two awards, which would be a dream come true," Dean said.

He then looked at Ya Feng and asked, "By the way, Teacher Ya Feng, what are you going to do about those projects the principal signed you up for? Are you really going to participate?"

"Heh, go ahead and participate. It's nothing, at most I'll just embarrass myself, I'm used to that," Ya Feng said with a dry laugh.

"I'm sorry, Professor Ya Feng, it seems you're destined to meet me."

At that moment, a voice came from the classroom. It was Donovan, the homeroom teacher of Class 20, a young and somewhat handsome teacher.

Donovan chuckled, "I also plan to participate in the entire project this time. Based on the ranking weights, we are very likely to run into each other."

"Oh? Why did Professor Donoman sign up for the whole program too?" Dean asked curiously.

"Is it easy to talk about? Of course it is..."

"Because that way you can have a high appearance rate even if you don't win, and you're fantasizing about winning a lot of hearts just by showing a little bit of talent, right?" Ya Feng leaned over and raised his eyebrows at him.

"Yeah, yeah, maybe if I said that, Ms. Daisy would reconsider dating me... What nonsense are you talking about! I'm doing this to increase my chances of being selected as this year's outstanding teacher!" Donovan shouted angrily.

Daisy, the homeroom teacher of Class 14, who was walking ahead, frowned and glanced at them.

Donovan coughed.

"In short, just watch closely. I've been preparing for this competition for a long time. Even if I don't win in the end, I'll definitely be the most dazzling one on the field."

...

After the morning meeting, Ya Feng returned to his classroom, intending to laze around in his office. However, he noticed something as he passed the classroom and immediately went back.

Inside the classroom, a red-haired figure sat by the window, head bowed, intently reading a book.

Chapter 73 Miss Lucia's Determination

Lucia, head tilted back, her delicate eyebrows furrowed, looked at the contents of the book with a troubled expression, scratching her head in frustration.

Why is it so difficult? I remember I could easily complete the same questions when I was in fourth grade, so why can't I understand them at all now?

She crossed out the incorrect formula she had just written, flipped through the notebook she had borrowed from her brother, and tried to write down another set of formulas.

"There's a mistake here. The fundamental quantities in the Fama derivation formula are not written out here," Ya Feng pointed out.

"Oh, I see..." Lucia suddenly realized, but immediately jumped in fright and turned to look at Ya Feng.

"Can you please stop showing up all of a sudden! It's scary!" Lucia shouted angrily.

"Isn't it because I was afraid of bothering you, Miss Class President?" Ya Feng smiled slightly.

Lucia pursed her lips but didn't say a word, turning her head away.

"I went to look for you earlier, but no one was in your office, so I came back..." she said softly.

"Also, I've cleaned your office and washed your water glass."