He Is Morning Light

Wang Chuyun was feeling a little dejected.

Back in the meeting room, she had found one of the students vaguely familiar and felt a sense of closeness, so she had tried to greet him. To her surprise, he ignored her.

The other party seemed to have thought of something pleasant, yet also seemed to be waiting for something. His expression shifted between bright cheerfulness and anxious impatience, making Wang Chuyun feel it was better not to get involved with him.

Still, being alone was rather boring, and it was not really the right time to play Quiz Melee. So, after politely asking, she picked up the book beside her and began reading.

She had thought it was a book, but it turned out to be that male student's speech draft.

And it was written very well!

The speech covered every possible angle, thanking everyone involved and spreading the appreciation evenly. There was not a single flaw to be found.

It seemed to say something, yet it also seemed to say nothing at all. That vague, elusive quality was perfectly suited for a speech. It was far better written than hers.

She had never expected Sports High School to have someone this talented. She really had underestimated the students of the world.

By comparison, the speech she had painstakingly prepared earlier suddenly seemed rather unpresentable, which left her feeling unconvinced.

When you felt you could not beat someone, then choose sincerity.

Besides, she truly had discovered an excellent learning method this time, and she wanted to share it with everyone.

After all, they were all people of Heaven Origin. Good learning methods should not be hoarded; reviving all of Heaven Origin was what mattered most.

The smarter a person was, the more clear-sighted they were. Wang Chuyun knew her roots lay in Heaven Origin, so helping everyone soar together was the wise choice.

Therefore, Wang Chuyun decisively set aside her previous speech draft, took the microphone, and said, "First of all, I want to thank our teachers. They gave us ample freedom, allowing us to arrange our daily studies according to our own ideas."

"Next, I want to thank the Tianyuan Cultivators Committee. Thank you for the funding and the cafeteria, which let us study without worries."

"But this time, the person I most want to thank is actually a Dream Maker, Mr. Morning Light."

Backstage, Chen Yu, who had nearly fallen asleep, jolted upright.

What was she saying?

Did she just call out my stage name?!

But Morning Light was a fairly common name. Maybe she was thanking some stationery manufacturer and endorsing them.

However, Wang Chuyun's next sentence mercilessly shattered Chen Yu's fantasy:

"Thank you for creating Quiz Melee."

Clutching his chest, Chen Yu felt a dull pain there.

There were seven hundred and twenty students from all three grades present. If all of them contributed Positive Emotion to him, it could break through the limit, but that was unlikely to happen.

It was only an expression of thanks. It was impossible for him to gain that much Positive Emotion from it.

So the advantage was mine!

Wang Chuyun did not sense the eager gaze behind her and continued emotionally, "To be honest, when I entered the exam room just now, I thought I was done for."

That statement drew the attention of the teachers and students present. Teacher Zhao and Teacher Gao also sensed something and looked at her expectantly.

Facing everyone's gaze, Wang Chuyun continued, "I've spent nearly two days playing Dreamscape, and I barely reviewed my schoolwork at all. I thought I would fail miserably this time, but my Grades turned out to be the best they've ever been."

"It was the first time I realized Dreamscape could be this fun, this interesting. The knowledge from the textbooks seeped into my Sea of Consciousness without me even realizing it. This method of happily absorbing knowledge is truly novel."

"Therefore, I suggest that, if possible, everyone should try this Dreamscape. This has been my greatest learning gain recently. Thank you."

After saying that, Wang Chuyun bowed politely, but the applause she had expected never came.

Confused, she raised her head and saw Culture High School's top student standing not far away, awkwardly saying, "Actually, I play too."

The representative from Labor High School's eyes lit up, and he said excitedly, "You play too? So do I! I thought I was the only one!"

The representative from Moral High School was somewhat aloof.

She merely gave a cold snort and continued reading the Moral Scripture in her hands, but she still quietly said, "Me too."

"Eh?"

After a brief moment of bewilderment, Wang Chuyun heard a student below say, "Actually, I play too. I was even playing before I entered the exam room."

Another player chimed in, "Getting suppressed by the Bratty Girl at first feels awful, but successfully turning the tables and killing her is insanely satisfying."

"Same here!"

"Me too. That feeling is really addictive. To make it even more satisfying, I even memorized one-tenth of the question bank. I didn't expect some of it to actually show up on the test."

"Same here!"

Almost every student at Sports High School had played Quiz Melee. The few who had not regretfully took out their phones, ready to download it and give it a proper try.

The venue immediately became a giant discussion hub. The students eagerly began discussing tactics and strategies for the game, then arranged to play together next time.

When Wang Chuyun realized that everyone had actually played it and benefited greatly from it, her face immediately turned bright red.

She had made a fool of herself.

She had thought it was a little secret only she knew, but everyone else knew too. The embarrassment made her blush furiously as she returned to her seat with the same hand and foot moving together, like a lost fawn in the forest, helplessly sitting back down.

Chen Yu was having an even worse time.

When he discovered that Positive Emotion was beginning to soar, he immediately wanted to contact Luo Tong and the others, telling them to spend money quickly!

It did not matter what they spent it on. Just spend it!

But before he received a reply, someone dragged him onto the stage.

Looking at the figure before him, as solid and unyielding as a wall of bronze and iron, Chen Yu felt like crying without tears.

Teacher Zhao, you again!

I honestly think my Morality at 27 is pretty good.

Could you please let me go?

However, Teacher Zhao did not sense Chen Yu's pleading. Instead, he handed him the microphone and whispered into his ear as he stepped off the stage, "Well done. Give a good speech and let them know who you are. Most people who play Dreamscape never check the author. You need to let them know who you are, understand?"

"...Understood."

Walking onto the stage like a corpse, Chen Yu watched the Positive Emotion he had accumulated continue to skyrocket.

Beating the Bratty Girl to death felt great. Getting counter-killed felt awful.

Memorizing questions felt awful, but discovering afterward that their Grades had improved significantly felt great.

Looking back, they saw the Bratty Girl who had been brutally beaten behind them, only to find her wearing a loving smile.

"Well? Did you remember everything? Go take your exams without worry. Don't mind me."

All the earlier whips had turned into candy, making them "understand" Morning Light's painstaking intentions and recognize the "kindness" behind them.

So you were doing it for our own good!

Watching Positive Emotion rise steadily, while the comments beneath Dreamscape were all things like "Thank you, Bratty Girl," Chen Yu's heart shattered.

When he stepped before the podium, he saw that Positive Emotion was about to reach the target, dyeing even his previous Negative Emotions white.

Hehe, I'm about to fall into goodness again.

What kind of surprise would two hundred thousand mana bring me? I was really looking forward to it.

You Culture High School brat, just you wait!

Sooner or later, you'll get what's coming to you!

But there was still hope. As long as he could turn his reputation around, he might still be fine!

Gripping the microphone, he forced out a smile. "Hello, everyone. I'm Chen Yu, Sports High School's representative."

"And also the Dream Maker, Morning Light."

The moment that name was spoken, Wang Chuyun, who had been embarrassed just moments ago, immediately stopped feeling embarrassed.

Staring at Chen Yu before the podium, she felt as though a layer of light had settled over him, making his entire being seem holy.

So he was Morning Light.