NOVPUBChapter 746 -420: Continue to Deceive (Part 2)_2
Chapter 746 -420: Continue to Deceive (Part 2)_2
Watching the Slime leave, Liuzi walked to the outside of the classroom and heard a piercing scream coming from inside.
The brightness inside the classroom was astonishing. Even standing by the window and glancing casually caused a sensation akin to staring directly at the sun, making one’s eyes ache.
The Demon inside the classroom was even more pitiable, suffering from the intense light every second, making their suffering indescribable.
By the end of the class, these Demons were done for.
During the class break, Liuzi had the Slime dim the lights a bit and then he walked into the classroom.
As soon as he entered, he heard groaning.
Nineteen Demons lay on the floor, covering their eyes with their hands, trying to hide from the intense light.
However, the strong light still irradiated from every corner, forcing them to face the attack they once scoffed at.
Noticing the light had weakened, a Demon groaned as he stood up and then, roaring, charged at Liuzi.
“You damned butcher!”
Though his demeanor was fierce, his strength was lacking. His legs trembled as he walked, allowing Liuzi to simply sidestep and watch the student fall to the side.
Lying on the ground, he still bellowed with rage, “Do whatever you want, kill or slice me up. If I call out, I’m no hero.”
Squatting in front of him, Liuzi said with a smile, “Wow, quite a fierce one, aren’t you? I like your untamed spirit. As a principal who loves talent, why not channel this vigor into studying?”
“Study? What the hell! I’ve never known what ‘study’ is my whole life!”
“Impressive, a real tough guy.”
Liuzi stood up, intending to continue tormenting the student, but soon he had a new idea.
Though the game of the Living Immortal had aspects that transcended reality, there were still some aspects that could adapt the frameworks of reality.
For example, the guy in front of him could be let off if he stayed quiet, as long as he didn’t disrupt the good students from studying and promised not to eat the classroom, then he too could be considered a regular student.
After coming to this understanding, he realized his school could indeed be divided into different tiers.
Excellent students willing to be transformed could be nurtured intensively, developing them into qualified talents to earn higher scores and rewards.
Average students, as long as they didn’t cause trouble, could just be left to their own devices, and after three years, they could go wherever they wished.
The worst, most aggressive students needed to be contained in one place to face punishment, punished for three years, then left to blow off.
Refining this idea further, Liuzi felt he could continue to ponder it.
Students had money.
Some excellent students could receive free subsidies allowing them to eat better food, sleep in better dorms, thus transforming themselves more effectively.
Bad students could be given more entertainment facilities to keep them indulged, and then take out all the money in their pockets to build better facilities for themselves.
Once they were broke, they would be shown the door, which was also a way of recycling waste.
Thinking this through, Liuzi nodded in satisfaction, feeling he had discovered the real way to play the game.
In a school, one couldn’t be too lofty, nor too utilitarian.
Only by holding to the doctrine of the mean does one fulfill what a principal should do.
Having clarified his thoughts, Liuzi felt his whole being was elevated.
By his side, the Goddess of Art observed the enlightened Liuzi, feeling the child had embarked on a rather dark path.
Looking at the classroom bathed in a strong light, the Goddess of Art thought the facilities here should be improved, in case Liuzi someday came in.
After realizing his insight, Liuzi sat down beside the Demon and asked, “How much money do you have?”
“Is that something you need to know! All you need to know is that I can kill you with one punch! Let me go nicely, and maybe when I’m out, I’ll leave you a whole corpse.”
“Wow, I’m so scared. Never mind, if you won’t tell, others will. Hey Minotaur, how much money do you have?”
After questioning them one by one, a student with an Octopus face unable to withstand the torture was the first to break.
The Octopus-faced student was naturally afraid of light, with photosensitive organs all over the body, and after the powers were sealed, even instincts were ineffective, making the suffering here particularly terrible.
Hearing Liuzi’s question, the Octopus-faced student immediately answered like a fawning dog, “Three thousand one hundred Spiritual Energy, it took me a lot to save that up, that’s all I have.”
Spiritual Energy was the currency here.
Though unsure why Spiritual Energy was used as currency, Liuzi didn’t want to delve into it for the time-being, deciding to analyze it slowly when he had time.
His initial funds were only five hundred Jin, yet the fellow in front of him actually had three thousand one hundred. If by normal means, then the other party could only contribute about three hundred over three years here.
But if by abnormal means, that would be much faster.
In Liuzi’s eyes, the Octopus-faced student now appeared amiable, and even the sticky tentacles seemed somewhat cute.
After all, the other party was now a patron, and looking cute was pretty normal.
Friendly pulling the student to his feet, Liuzi smiled and said, “What do you like? Tell the principal about it.”
