An Unorthodox Guide to Conquering Another World

"You're acting like you're seeing your own child finally grow up," Ya Feng said, brewing coffee.

“I’ll definitely be happy to have a capable little helper at home to help me with housework, so I don’t have to work so hard,” Ilsa said.

"I wish my future children could be as well-behaved as Xiaoguang," Ya Feng sighed.

"You're really impatient. That kind of thing should wait until..." Ilsa said, then immediately realized something and shut up, then quickly chopped the carrots on the cutting board.

"Master, Master! Look, I found out Little Gray is pregnant!" Xiao Guang ran in carrying the chubby Little Gray.

"Huh?" Ya Feng was stunned for a moment, then reached out and touched Xiao Hui's belly.

“It’s not pregnant. It’s just that it’s eaten too much and its belly looks big. Besides, it’s only one rabbit, how could it be pregnant?” Ya Feng said.

“Isn’t the master here?” Xiao Guang said.

"..."

"I need to really work on your storage space..." Ya Feng said with a dark expression as he stepped forward.

"Master is angry!"

Xiao Guang quickly picked up Xiao Hui and ran out.

Ilsa looked at them and couldn't help but cover her mouth and chuckle.

She opened the cupboard and took out a bottle of sour tea sauce.

"Huh? It's all used up?" She shook the bottle.

"What's wrong?" Ya Feng asked, filtering his coffee.

"We're out of sour tea sauce. There was a little left from yesterday, but Zeshita probably ate it all last night... Let's go buy some more this afternoon," Ilsa said somewhat disappointedly.

"Hey, it's no big deal, Xiao Guang!" Ya Feng waved to Xiao Guang, who was watching the morning news in the living room.

"coming!"

Ya Feng handed her a sketchbook and an empty bottle of sour tea sauce.

“Draw a full one based on this,” Ya Feng said.

"it is good!"

Ilsa looked at them with suspicion, then saw Hikaru pull out a paintbrush from somewhere and start drawing rapidly in his notebook.

In less than two minutes, Xiao Guang drew a full bottle of sour tea sauce, and then it landed on the table with a bang.

"Huh?" Ilsa picked up the bottle of sour tea sauce, her eyes widening in surprise.

"Try it and see if it tastes right," Ya Feng said.

Ilsa touched it with her little finger and took a small bite.

"This is the taste, but how did they manage to make it..."

Ya Feng patted Xiao Guang's head proudly.

"That's what our Xiao Guang is capable of."

Chapter 99 Lucia's Art Class

After the little incident in the morning, we ate breakfast together and got ready to go to the academy.

Ilsa was adjusting her bow tie in front of the dressing mirror when she suddenly remembered something and turned to ask Ya Feng.

"By the way, are you really going to take Hikaru to school like this?"

"I was thinking of taking out the main body first, and leaving the physical body at home," Ya Feng said.

However, today the plan is for Xiaoguang to meet her art teacher, Lucia.

"It's okay! Xiao Guang can turn on the power-saving mode!" Xiao Guang said, raising his hand.

"Hmm? What power-saving mode?" Ya Feng asked.

"It's... sex."

Xiao Guang sat down on the floor, hugging his thighs. His entire body then transformed into streams of data, which were compressed and compressed again until they finally reverted to a tablet lying on the floor. The screen lit up with a familiar pixelated emoji.

“(●'?'●)”

"Shutting down the external body and corresponding modules will conserve magic power, and my master can carry me with him! He can also transform back at any time if he wants."

"It even has this ability, how convenient!"

Ya Feng picked her up and put her into the pocket in his arms.

But then something else occurred to me.

If you have this ability, why didn't you use it sooner? You even pinned me down all night last night!

Forget it, I won't dwell on it.

And so, he took Hikaru and Ilsa to the academy.

...

His first class on Monday was history, but now the history classroom has been moved to the playground.

"Come on, everyone, let's get moving! Let's run twenty laps to warm up!" Ya Feng shouted, clapping his hands as he stood on the platform and addressed the young men and women below who were sweating profusely.

Compared to the scattered and disorganized pace of the first week, these students are now able to complete the entire race without missing a single one. Even those who lagged behind managed to finish. It seems the week of training was worthwhile.

Once the physical training is over, they can begin specialized training for each of their individual competition events.

At that moment, he saw Chairman Mons walking towards him.

“Hey, Boss Mons,” Ya Feng waved to him.

“Ahem, Professor Ya Feng, it’s best to use titles when you’re working,” Mons said.

"Yes, Chairman."

Mons looked at the children on the playground:

"It's quite remarkable that you managed to discipline them so well. These troublemakers haven't caused a single problem since they came back."

He then looked at Ya Feng: "Could you share your thoughts, Teacher Ya Feng?"

“Actually, even the most unruly kids are just full of energy. As long as they channel that energy into serious matters, it’s fine,” Ya Feng said.

"This competition is just such an opportunity, a chance to exhaust them a lot of their energy."

Mons nodded slightly.

"As long as I can keep these guys in check, it'll be easier for me."

Although Ya Feng took up all his other free classes and even borrowed a lot of equipment from the equipment room that he couldn't borrow for his position, he didn't care. Keeping these students in line was more important than anything else.

"Not only that, Chairman, just wait and see. Perhaps some of them will shine in this competition." Ya Feng smiled slightly.

Mons raised his eyebrows, then chuckled and patted him on the shoulder.

"Then, work hard."

His tone betrayed his disdain. After all, it was a pipe dream for a teacher who wasn't even a magic major to train a group of underachievers to participate in a competition and then compete with a group of students who had been trained for three years under the guidance of professional teachers and win a prize.

Ya Feng also felt that, however, whether it would be a case of pretending to be weak to take advantage of others or a case of chicken stew with mushrooms, it would depend on how capable he, as the teacher, was.

The gravity device automatically shut off after a certain time, and the students all sat down on the ground, panting and resting.

"Ten-minute rest, then continue with the physical training as we did last week, Lucia, come with me."

"Yes."

Little Red Dragon wiped his sweat, stood up, and followed behind Ya Feng.

She needs to undergo specialized training on her own, and that's been going on since last week.

He and Ya Feng arrived at the adjacent court, took a deep breath, and stood opposite him.

"So, are you ready?" Ya Feng pulled over a basket of dodgeballs.

"Ready, all set..." Lucia lowered her eyes, bent slightly, and prepared herself.

Then, Ya Feng picked up a dodgeball and suddenly hurled it at Lucia.

With a whoosh, Lucia dodged immediately, but before she could regain her footing, two more dodgeballs came hurtling towards her.

This time she immediately bent over, and the ball flew past her nose almost grazing the tip of her nose; she could hear the terrifying whooshing sound.

"Not bad, much faster reaction time than last week," Ya Feng praised.

"Hmph, I only figured this out after you smashed it so many times..." Lucia said, slightly out of breath.

"Then let's keep trying." Ya Feng snapped her fingers, and dodgeballs rose from the hoop and shot towards her like cannonballs.

This is what Ya Feng was referring to: special training to improve her reaction time and resilience.

...

"Hoo-ha... Hoo-ha...."

Lucia lay on the ground, her flat chest heaving, her long red hair cascading down.

"hiss..."

After catching her breath, she sat up again. At the last moment, her left calf had still been hit, and now it was red and burning with pain.

Suddenly, a bottle of ice-cold mineral water was pressed against the back of her neck, causing her to let out a startled cry, like a cat.

"Yeah!"

She shrank back slightly, then turned and glared at Ya Feng behind her, who was still carrying a case of water.

"Compared to last week when it was a complete mess, things are looking pretty good today, aren't they?" He smiled slightly.

"Humph!"

Lucia snatched the water from his hand, opened the bottle and took a big gulp, then twisted it tight and applied it to her calf as an ice pack.

"Here, it's better to spray this on. It doesn't look good for a girl to have bruises all over her body," Ya Feng handed her a bottle of ointment spray.

Lucia took it, sprayed some on her calves, and muttered a thank you softly.

"You should rest for a bit first. I'll go get the water over there," Ya Feng said to her.

"knew..."

"Oh, right, Lucia, could you stay after school today? I need to ask you for a favor," Ya Feng added, remembering something.

"Huh?" Lucia looked up at him blankly. "What is it?"

You'll find out after school.

"Oh..." Lucia hesitated for a moment, but still nodded in agreement.

...

School in the afternoon.

Lucia packed her schoolbag, told the driver outside the school that she would be back late, and then headed towards Ya Feng's office.

"Teacher, I..."

The office was empty. She pouted and told me to stay, but then she disappeared.

What exactly does this guy want me to do...?

Special training? No, even if there was any, they would have announced it during the day, not done in secret.

Her mind was racing as she sat down at Ya Feng's desk, where she noticed a tablet on the table.

It doesn't look like Huanwangtong.

She leaned closer to examine it, and then she saw the screen light up, followed by a pattern made up of blue pixels:

“o_o”

"?"

"Lucia, you're here." Ya Feng walked into the office and saw her.

“Teacher…” Lucia stood up, but her eyes unconsciously drifted to the tablet on the table.

"This is..."