External Aid

Back in the dorm, Chen Yu first reported the damage to the dorm supervisor and asked them to arrange for the door to be repaired. Then he lay on his bed, turned on his phone, and entered the Dreamscape.

Within the Dreamscape, he began searching for everything related to practical physical combat.

There had not been enough time earlier, so his search had been rather hasty. Now that classes were over, he could naturally dig deeper.

First, he filtered out the free content. There was nothing worthwhile there for the time being.

Next, he filtered out the small Dreamscapes, keeping only medium and large ones. After all, if he wanted to recreate practical training properly, small Dreamscapes simply could not handle that scale.

Finally, he removed every Dreamscape with a low positive review rate or fewer than ten thousand downloads. Only a handful remained.

Unfortunately, every city had regional restrictions. Unless a Dream Maker's rank was high enough, they could not see Dreamscapes from other regions and could only browse content made by Heaven Origin Dream Makers.

"The first one is <Heavenly Origin Body-Cultivator College-Entrance Review>. It sounds pretty official. The price... thirty-eight thousand? In mana? You could have just robbed people, but you even gave them a Dreamscape along with it? How generous of you. And with this many downloads, is the outer shell made of gold, or is there gold inside?"

After checking the reviews, Chen Yu found nothing but praise. It was one hundred percent money laundering.

He casually reported it, then continued browsing and moved on to the second Dreamscape.

"Required Physical Education, 128 mana... Why is this one so expensive too?"

Although he had fourteen thousand mana in his pocket, he had been poor for too long. Seeing such an expensive Dreamscape still made his heart ache.

But when he looked at the Positive Emotion bar, which was still slowly rising and had already reached three thousand, Chen Yu decisively chose to download it and began experiencing the Dreamscape.

Paid Dreamscapes really were far superior to free ones. The materials used were extremely close to reality, and while dreaming, there was almost no sense of incongruity.

However, this Dreamscape had no gameplay. Just like its name suggested, it was purely a review of key test points.

On a blank platform, a figure methodically listed the twenty physical education test points, which were twenty martial techniques, then had the player perform them again.

Afterward, the teacher within the Dreamscape would score the player based on their performance and offer targeted advice.

But the moment Chen Yu finished the scoring section, he felt that the Dreamscape's creator deserved to die twice.

His Straight Punch was already level nine, only one step away from Great Perfection.

Teacher Zhao had even acknowledged his ability, yet this damned Dreamscape actually claimed that his foundation was weak and his fundamentals unstable, awarding him only two points for this test item.

To learn how to improve, he needed to pay to unlock VIP service. Then a dedicated teacher would provide one-on-one tutoring, guaranteeing that his score could be raised to five points afterward.

So this was a scam Dreamscape too!

Chen Yu immediately exited and reported it again, then sighed over how Heaven Origin's Dream Makers had become like this.

No wonder even an entry-level Dream Maker like him could get recommended. Heaven Origin's other Dream Makers had become so rotten that it was beyond reason.

But from another perspective, was this not an opportunity?

The worse everyone else was, the better he needed to be. That way, his game—no, his Dreamscape—could spread as widely as possible and become a classic everyone owned.

But they would never know that his little scheme was hidden within that Dreamscape.

The early stages of the Dreamscape needed to be simple, easy to pick up, and satisfying.

After that, the Dreamscape needed to become difficult, full of hardship and all kinds of obstacles, making players suffer terribly and endure constant torment.

That way, he could obtain vast amounts of Negative Emotions to offset the effects of A Daoist Oddity's Dreamer, allowing him to gain mana easily and escape the nuisance of Positive Emotion.

At that thought, Chen Yu nodded and marveled at what a little genius he was.

But the problem now was that he had enough money to make a Dreamscape. Fourteen thousand mana would be worth at least one hundred and forty thousand in cash. Still, he might not be able to handle the content inside.

The only thing he truly excelled at was the Straight Punch. His other test points were either level one or had not even reached a level. He lacked experience in making a Body Cultivator Dreamscape.

The only option was to ask Teacher Zhao for help and have him create the twenty combat techniques.

Given Teacher Zhao's strength, the combat techniques he made would be at least level five. There was no need to worry about that part.

But would he be willing?

With the mindset of giving it a try, Chen Yu left the dorm and found Teacher Zhao on the edge of the field, practicing while writing a math exam.

Hearing footsteps, Teacher Zhao had originally intended to hide the paper, but when he saw it was Chen Yu, he smiled instead.

He tossed the five-hundred-kilogram iron block from his back aside, wiped away the thin sweat on his forehead, and said with a smile, "Chen Yu, you're here. Perfect timing. Help me see whether there's a problem with this question."

Taking the problem, Chen Yu carefully studied its contents, calculated it in his mind, then replied, "It's mostly fine, but some of the wording needs to be more straightforward. For example, here, when you ask whether the four sides in their drawing are equal, they might tell you they are, because all four measure four centimeters."

"That really does sound like the kind of answer they'd write. Just imagining it makes my blood pressure rise. Fine, I'll revise the wording later. Is there anything else?"

"Yes. I want to make a Dreamscape."

"...The National College Entrance Examination is coming up. Are you planning to switch to being a Dream Maker? Dream Makers have even higher educational requirements. Without good credentials, many people won't even look at your work."

"I'm becoming a Dream Maker for the sake of the National College Entrance Examination."

Teacher Zhao stared seriously at Chen Yu.

Seeing the determination and persistence in his eyes, Teacher Zhao recalled the Black Letter the Tianyuan Cultivators Committee had sent Chen Yu earlier and guessed that they had likely made some sort of deal with him.

Without asking about it, Teacher Zhao put on his coat and said to Chen Yu, "Come to my dorm later."

"Not the office?"

"Too many people come and go there. Don't discuss private or important matters there. And remember, don't associate with the principal or people from the principal's faction. If you can't avoid them, just play dumb. Don't expose your trump cards."

"All right."

"Don't look around. In a moment, I'll scold you and slap you. Prepare Tiger-Leopard Thunder Sound and Force Dissipation in advance. Come find me an hour after we separate. Do you have enough mana? If not, I'll transfer some to you first."

"I have enough. Teacher Zhao, please go easy on me."

"Sorry, I can't! You treacherous disciple!"

Teacher Zhao suddenly bellowed, nearly rupturing Chen Yu's eardrums.

Chen Yu immediately tensed every muscle and activated Tiger-Leopard Thunder Sound. He gritted his teeth, then felt as if he had been hit head-on by a truck.

His body was sent staggering backward out of his control. Terrifying force surged through him wave after wave until he was finally blasted into the air and landed at the entrance to the field.

Fortunately, Tiger-Leopard Thunder Sound began operating on its own. The mana within him was swiftly converted into thunderous sound, cleansing his body and dispelling Teacher Zhao's lingering force. Only then did he manage to stand steady.

Sure enough...

A math teacher who could not teach physical education was not a good teacher.