Before Dan Heng could process these emotions, the little monkey resolutely ran off into the distance...
"It worked." Dan Heng looked at Ranpa beside him. "It seems to be taking us somewhere. Follow it."
"Okay, Flying Dragon. Ninja." Ranpa nodded.
The five-hundred-credit monkey led Dan Heng and Ranpa charging into the teaching building's inner corridor, sprinting all the way to the end.
Many Banana Teachers and banana assistants were gathered there, along with a somewhat familiar figure—Fugui.
"Department Store. Ninja Disciple and Vermin. Evil Spirit." Ranpa looked ahead.
"Wait. Don't alert them yet."
Dan Heng led Ranpa behind a row of lockers and quietly listened to the conversation nearby.
"Wealth Banana Master." Fugui asked in confusion.
"Didn't you tell me to come pick up the goods? But there's nothing here."
"Sigh." The Wealth Banana Master was equally helpless. "The Dream Banana Teacher clearly said he would handle the new batch of goods. What an unreliable banana."
"Come to think of it, Banana Teacher..."
Fugui stared uneasily at the monkey face on the television screen.
"Did those people who became little monkeys really do so willingly?"
Dan Heng's heart tightened. Those little monkeys... had been people?
The Wealth Banana Master replied:
"Of course, Fugui. Can't you understand the happiness of being a little monkey?"
"I... really don't understand." Fugui shook his head.
Seeing Fugui like this, the Wealth Banana Master could not help sneering.
"It seems you weren't listening in class at all. Or did those students just give you more unrealistic fantasies?"
"Do you know the backgrounds of those Nameless ones?"
"You're a poor student from some remote planet supported by the Company, who came all this way to study here. You think you can compare yourself to them?"
The Wealth Banana Master lightly shook his head.
"Stop dreaming."
"Take