Thank You, Morning Light

Though he was only the school doctor, if the school's college admission rate rose, his bonus would increase too.

Moreover, he had discovered this matter. Summing it up counted as an achievement as well, which would greatly help with promotions and raises.

Although the Student Council had Freaked Out because of it, after being fed six jin of Calmheart Grass, they were basically fine.

Calmheart Grass was spiritual grass, but it was also one of the cheapest kinds. There were heaps of it on the back mountain, practically an invasive species.

After organizing his findings, the school doctor compiled his discovery into a booklet and handed it directly to his friend, the homeroom teacher of Class Two, Year Two.

After reading through his friend's summary, the homeroom teacher's smile never faded.

"Two points of spiritual power every half hour, four points per hour, ninety-six points a day. Calmheart Grass can be picked freely, so it's basically free. And as long as they recover within three days after Freaking Out, there won't be any issues. That comes to two hundred and eighty-eight points. How many times a month can we use this method?"

"Probably twice. I'm not entirely sure," the school doctor replied.

"Five hundred and seventy points of spiritual power—enough for cultivation, with some left over even. Not bad!"

"There's more! I found that after Freaking Out, the Visualization Path's basic cultivation technique also improves slightly. Then inspiration surges, and cultivation feels incredibly satisfying."

"...Whoever made this Dreamscape is a true genius! Could the patriarch of the Visualization Path have come to enlighten us?"

Seeing the calculated figures, the homeroom teacher could barely contain his excitement. He kept rubbing his hands together, seemingly already envisioning his students entering university one after another and thriving.

For cultivation, the most important things were wealth, companions, methods, and land.

And in cultivators' eyes, spiritual power was wealth—the greatest foundation of cultivation.

With this spiritual power, his students would no longer need to spend money at Heaven-Gazing Cliff to obtain spiritual power. The money they saved could be used to buy other necessities.

And they could devote the saved time entirely to cultivation instead of wasting time and money, at least doubling their study efficiency.

With that, Visualization High School's college admission rate would indeed rise dramatically.

Thinking of this, the homeroom teacher grew even more excited. He picked up his phone and said to the school doctor, "Old friend, can we tell others this news? I want to tell the homeroom teachers of the other classes."

"Of course. Why not? But aren't you competitors?"

"That's true, but a real man should act openly and honorably. Good methods should be shared. If they find a good method, they'll share it with me too."

Just as he was about to contact the others, the homeroom teacher suddenly thought of something. He hurriedly told the school doctor, "Wait, we absolutely cannot tell the principal or the dean about this."

"Why not?"

After hesitating, the homeroom teacher looked around. Seeing no one nearby, he lowered his voice. "Hongxia at Heaven-Gazing Cliff is nominally outsourced to outsiders, but it's actually run by the dean. And without the principal's approval, the dean wouldn't dare do this. Of the money students pay, forty percent goes to the principal, forty percent to the dean, and twenty percent to the contractor."

"That's so shady!"

"And I heard they're planning to raise the price. The method you discovered is kicking away their ladder. If they find out, nothing good will come of it. It isn't easy for students to save money. Better let them use it to buy something tasty. Look at them—they're getting thinner by the day."

"I understand. I was originally thinking of changing my title, but now I'll listen to you."

"Thank you. I'll make the arrangements. Afterward, I'll schedule two group tutoring outings every month to reduce suspicion. Brother, we teachers owe you for this. Thank you!"

"You're welcome! The one we should thank most is Morning Light."

"I'll remember his kindness for the rest of my life!"

In less than half a day, A Daoist Oddity's Dreamer had blossomed across Visualization High School and become wildly popular.

Previously, obtaining spiritual power required sitting in meditation and calming one's mind, slowly enduring four hours to gain four points of spiritual power before carrying out daily cultivation.

If one wanted to save time, one had to spend money at Heaven-Gazing Cliff, exchanging money for time.

But now, all they had to do was dream to Freak Out. Freaking Out granted spiritual power, and afterward, it even improved their sect's cultivation technique. It was truly killing several birds with one stone.

In an instant, the Dreamscape's entire atmosphere transformed. The once sinister and terrifying Dreamscape suddenly became a sacred ground for cultivation, making Visualization High School's students so happy they practically took flight where they stood.

Under the Dreamscape reviews for Chapter Two, large numbers of Visualization High School students came to visit and left their heartfelt thanks.

[At first, I got into it because it was free. Now I practically wish it would start charging.]

[It's my first time going crazy this satisfyingly. After waking up, everything before my eyes kept twisting and warping, while inspiration kept flooding my mind. I feel like I can raise my score by at least five points on the next exam.]

[Real-name jealous. My cousin goes to Fourth High School, and they're all playing it now. Why doesn't our Fifth High School have a Dreamscape like this?]

[Lord Morning Light, make a Dreamscape that Sports High School students can play next time. I want to raise my scores in my sleep too. Better yet, make one where we can study math in dreams. Thank you.]

[The person above, are you a turtle in a wishing pond? If you want it that badly, go dream about it!]

[That's exactly what I'm doing!]

[Lord Morning Light, I know making Dreamscapes takes energy, time, and many other things. I have all of those! Please make one for Second High School. We're willing to pay any price!]

When Chen Yu saw these comments, he was in PE class.

The warm-up had just ended when he secretly took out his phone, wanting to check the Dreamscape's reviews. He had not expected to see this instead.

The comments below Chapter One of The Dreamer were still full of players' wails, yet Chapter Two had become a chorus of praise. The original horror atmosphere had vanished completely, leaving Chen Yu unable to understand what had happened.

"Just one year of cultivation really isn't enough. I have no idea why this is happening at all."

After sighing, Chen Yu opened his Constitution panel and discovered that his Negative Emotions had just risen to 2,010, while his Positive Emotion had soared to 18,000 and would soon reach its limit.

Though he did not know what would happen when Positive Emotion reached its limit, there probably would not be any major problem. It would likely be like Negative Emotions and grant him spiritual power.

After closing the panel, Chen Yu saw Teacher Zhao walk to the front, fling open his coat, and reveal the solid muscles beneath.

"Today, we're reviewing the Straight Punch."

"The Straight Punch is a required PE exam item. It counts for five points, and a Straight Punch level of five is enough for a perfect score."

"Now, I'll demonstrate the Straight Punch once. My Straight Punch has reached level ten. You don't need to be that perfect—level five is enough."

PE tested various physical techniques. Different techniques were scored according to their corresponding levels, and every physical technique had its own Grades.

Chen Yu's Straight Punch was only level one. His foundation was simply too poor, and reaching level one was already decent.

Teacher Zhao glanced at Chen Yu. Once he confirmed that Chen Yu was watching him, he took a deep breath.

He gathered his strength, stepped forward, and threw a punch!

Though it was merely a punch that mobilized his entire body's qi and blood without using spiritual power, the instant it flew out, everyone felt as if they had heard morning bells and evening drums, making them shudder.

The level-ten Straight Punch seemed to strike every person's heart. The enormous sound of it cutting through the air nearly tore their eardrums apart, making them realize the vast gap between themselves and their teacher.

Retracting his fist, Teacher Zhao said, "Practice according to what I just demonstrated. Chen Yu, if you have any questions, ask me."

Chen Yu had just nodded when he felt that something was wrong.

Just then, his Positive Emotion finally broke through the twenty-thousand limit. All his Positive Emotion and Negative Emotions transformed into spiritual power and were stored within his body.

Yet this spiritual power was restless. The force containing intense positive emotions seemed to conflict with his Heavenly Demon Body, making him feel as though he had to release it.

In an instant, the scene of Teacher Zhao's flawless Straight Punch appeared before his eyes. His body moved on its own, imitating his teacher as he swung his fist and threw a Straight Punch forward.

A faint sound rang out, like the first snowflake of winter landing on the ground, yet it still made Teacher Zhao swiftly turn around and look at the students practicing seriously before him.

Had I heard that wrong just now?