An Unorthodox Guide to Conquering Another World

"Oh, I'm fine," Ya Feng said, coming back to his senses.

“Well, let me introduce you. Her name is Laura. She came to the orphanage a year ago. This child is very pitiful. Her parents died of illness, and she became an orphan. Now she is also suffering from illness. She is such a beautiful and well-behaved child, but her fate is so unfair…” Winnie said with a sigh, stroking Laura’s shoulder.

It's noticeable that Laura's skin appears unusually pale, to the point of being unhealthy.

Those purple eyes blinked at Ya Feng, then tugged at Winnie's sleeve, looked up at her, didn't say anything, but showed a puzzled expression.

“This is Mr. Ya Feng, a kind person who wants to help you,” Winnie said to her.

"Ya Feng..." Laura opened her small mouth and softly called out his name.

Then she suddenly covered her mouth and started coughing.

“You see, that’s how it is,” Winnie sighed, patting Laura on the back.

Ya Feng suppressed his earlier doubts, and with a gentle smile, knelt down in front of her.

"Hello, Laura, I heard you're good at drawing and clay sculpting?"

Laura covered her mouth, her eyes red from coughing, and looked at him. Then she suddenly turned her head away, hugged Winnie, and buried her head in her apron, refusing to look at him.

“I’m sorry, this child is still quite shy around strangers,” Winnie said.

"But you can come and see, these are all made by Laura, the girl is really artistically talented."

Winnie pointed to a cabinet on the side, which was filled with oddly shaped and brightly colored animal or small dolls.

Ya Feng examined them carefully. These clay sculptures were full of children's boundless imagination, combining the characteristics of various animals, but they did not appear rough. At first glance, both the shape and the color were exceptionally artistic. If they were taken out, many people would really like them.

“It’s really good.” He nodded approvingly.

He picked up a small clay sculpture that looked like a one-eyed man. It resembled the monster from Monsters, except it was black and had a small tail.

"Black eyes."

"What?" Ya Feng looked at Laura, the little girl lifting her eyes from Winnie's apron.

"The child in your arms, its name is Black Eyes,"

"You even gave it a name... By the way, you just called it 'child'?" Ya Feng looked at her strangely.

“Because… I made it, so, it’s like my child… right?” She looked up at Winnie, as if seeking approval.

Ya Feng suddenly felt a fondness for this little girl.

“Yes, yes, I’m sorry, Mr. Ya Feng, this child is just like that, she has some strange ideas, like naming these clay sculptures she makes, and saying that they are her children... Please don’t mind her,” Winnie said.

"No, I think it's great. It shows that this child has an innate sense of responsibility, treating their work like a child's own, which is a very rare quality," Ya Feng said earnestly.

"Is that so?"

“Then, let’s talk about the projects we’re funding,” Ya Feng said.

"Okay, okay."

Winnie explained Laura's condition to him in detail. If she were to receive treatment, the monthly medical expenses, nutrition fees, rehabilitation training costs, and other miscellaneous expenses would add up to about eight hundred gold dollars.

Ya Feng also promised to take care of all of these.

"Thank you so much, Mr. Ya Feng. May health and joy always be with you," Winnie said.

“It’s okay,” Ya Feng squatted down in front of Laura. This time, the little girl didn’t avoid him and looked at him curiously with a pair of big glasses.

"I hope you can grow up healthy and happy, get proper treatment, study hard, and that your great artistic talent won't be wasted in the future," Ya Feng said to her.

“Hmm…” Laura looked at him, nodded, and after a long while whispered:

"thank you..."

"Wish Spirit Value increased by 40."

Hey, it really works. Luckily, he's not an ingrate.

Ya Feng and Winnie signed the sponsorship agreement, and Winnie introduced him to the children at the orphanage, explaining that it was a donation to support their schooling and to thank the kind people at the orphanage for their help.

What didn't discourage Ya Feng was that these children were incredibly supportive and full of gratitude towards him. In just a few minutes, his Wish Points increased by about 80 points.

That's incredibly efficient.

This trip did not disappoint Ya Feng. Winnie even thought of inviting him to stay for dinner, but Ya Feng kindly declined.

"Please take care, and thank you again for your help to the children."

Goodbye, Mr. Ya Feng!

"Thank you, Mr. Ya Feng!"

At the entrance of the orphanage, Winnie and the children warmly saw him off.

Just then, Laura wheeled over, hesitated for a moment, and then raised her hand to Ya Feng.

"Mr. Ya Feng... this is for you."

She opened her hand, and in her small, snow-white palm was a tiny clay sculpture of a knight. Although the shape was a little crooked, it was very exquisite, like a doll.

"Thank you," Ya Feng said, accepting the money and giving her a slight smile.

But Laura immediately and awkwardly snuggled into Winnie's arms, looking timid.

Still quite shy around strangers...

Ya Feng bid them farewell and left the orphanage.

However, before leaving, he left his mark at the door, still concerned about the feeling he had when he first met Laura.

Let's observe for now.

...

To Ya Feng's surprise, the orphanage's efforts were so effective that he received nearly forty points of Wish Spirit Values ​​the very next morning. It seemed that Winnie had kept her promise to him.

It seems this trick really works. I haven't even officially transferred the money yet. Once the donation takes effect, I'll receive a huge wave of Wishing Spirit Points.

It's still a good deal.

...

Good luck on your exam today!

Today is exam day. After dropping Ilsa off at the school gate, Ya Feng encouraged her.

“Okay!” Ilsa said, turning her head to take two steps, then turning back again:

"Ya Feng, what you said before about giving me a reward after the exam, does that still count?"

“Of course, what do you want?” Ya Feng asked.

"Don't worry about that, just don't try to renege on your promise," Ilsa said.

"Don't worry, I'll do whatever you ask, as long as you don't ask me to pluck stars from the sky for you. I'll also give you a complimentary foot massage voucher. Pretty good deal, right?" Ya Feng chuckled.

"Oh!" Ilsa stuck out her pink tongue at him and turned to walk towards her classroom.

She had already made up her mind: as a reward, she would have Ya Feng take her to the aquarium she had always wanted to visit, so she could have a good time!

Ya Feng walked towards his class and encountered Lucia, the little red dragon, in the corridor.

"Hey, good morning! How was it? Feeling confident about the exam today?" Ya Feng asked with a smile.

"Hmph, I'm not telling you." Lucia turned her head away.

"Trying to put on airs, huh?" Ya Feng chuckled.

But looking at her faint dark circles, you could tell that this child must have stayed up late last night.

“I’m sure I can improve. You just need to prepare the reward we agreed on before,” Lucia said.

“Okay, no problem, my duty officer,” Ya Feng chuckled.

"Okay, if you can improve your ranking by another twenty places, I'll grant you one more request."

"Requirements?" Lucia looked up at him.

"Well, anything is fine, but don't make things too difficult for me," Ya Feng said.

“Then I want you… no, it’s nothing.” Lucia quickly interrupted herself, then slung her backpack over her shoulder and ran up the stairs.

However, she felt somewhat uneasy at this moment.

If I improve my ranking by twenty places, could Ya Feng take me to the aquarium, which I've never had the chance to visit before...?

Chapter 127 Little Dragon's Strange Mood

"It's finally over,"

Betty sighed and walked out of the examination room with Ilsa.

The two-day exams finally came to an end. At 3 PM on Thursday, after the final exam, Magical Botany, Betty and Ilsa walked out of the sweltering greenhouse exam room together.

She kept wiping the sweat from her cheeks with a handkerchief, complaining that she would break out in a sweat every time she entered the greenhouse, ruining her ladylike image.

"Linda, how did you do on your exam?" she asked.

"It's alright, anyway, I feel pretty good about myself," Ilsa said.

"Really? But I feel a bit uncertain about myself. I might not even make it past the cutoff this time," Betty sighed.

Although Betty's grades weren't bad, they were still at the bottom of Class 2, a top-performing elite class. Her exam scores were always hovering around the red line, and she might accidentally fall out of the cutoff.

"However, my father said that if I can stay in the top twenty of my class this time, he'll give me a pink hot air balloon, and I can ride it around the royal city! I think maybe I can still try," she said, her eyes lighting up with anticipation.

"By the way, Linda, did Teacher Ya Feng promise you a reward for doing well on the test?" she asked.

“I think so… He said that if we make it into the top five, we can make one request,” Ilsa said.

"As expected of you... I wouldn't even dare to dream of being in the top five..." Betty stuck out her tongue and shrank her neck, then leaned closer and said with a grin:

"Then you can ask me to go on a date?"

"No way! What are you saying!" Ilsa said angrily.

"At most, I just wanted him to take me to the aquarium. I recently heard that a new narwhal has been added to the aquarium, and I want to go see it."

“Uh…” Betty’s lips twitched. “Going to the aquarium together, isn’t that a date?”

Ilsa's expression froze for a moment: "Does it...do it count?"

“I have to say, you really don’t understand. These days, aquariums have become popular spots for young couples to take photos and make romantic pictures,” Betty said, holding up a finger.

"Betty, what are you thinking about all day long? It's not like you don't have family or fathers and daughters going there together!" Ilsa couldn't help but poke her forehead and said.

"Oh dear, I'm in a hurry!" Betty said with a grin.

"you..."

"Oh, Linda."

They ran right into Oliver, the Potions teacher, a chubby, seemingly kind-looking man who was eating a donut.

He saw Ilsa and waved to her with a smile.

“Mr. Oliver.”

They both greeted each other.

"Linda, I've seen your test paper and sample. Your potion score is excellent; you might even be first in the grade," Oliver said with a smile.

"Really?" Ilsa's eyes widened. Her potion-making grades had always been in the top five of her grade, but this was the first time she had ever been number one!

“That’s wonderful, thank you so much, Mr. Oliver!” Ilsa said immediately.

“It’s alright, it’s alright,” Oliver waved his hand. “Also, you can consider the competition I mentioned before. If you’re willing, I can report it to the school.” Oliver said.

He was referring to the annual Kingdom Youth Alchemy Competition, which will be held next month. In addition to the prize money, the top five finishers will also receive a preliminary admission to the Alchemy Association, which will greatly benefit their future prospects.

“Okay, then I’ll give you an answer after the results are released,” Ilsa said.

Oliver nodded and turned to leave, but then remembered something: "Oh right, with such good grades this time, remember to ask your family for a reward, to make up for your hard work."

"Don't worry, teacher, Linda has already thought of the reward," Betty said with a grin.

"Oh? Is that so?"

Oliver nodded and walked away, munching on a donut.

As soon as the teacher left, Betty came up to her, put her arm around her, and said in a strange voice: