I am a demonic cultivator, not a capitalist with a conscience.

Chapter 7 This year's college entrance rate is saved

The news that Lu Ziqi had gone mad did not cause much of a stir.

This is because there are a total of five training high schools in Tianyuan City, each focusing on one of the following: "morality, intelligence, physical education, aesthetics, and labor".

The visualization stream at the Fourth Training High School corresponds to "beauty," and since most of the students there are art students, it's normal for them to go crazy along the way.

Those who are involved in the arts are all a little bit eccentric.

Therefore, after being rushed to the school clinic by her roommate, the school doctor wasn't surprised. She simply put down her artistic but unhealthy notebook and casually asked, "Do you have medical insurance?"

“Yes, but it’s the lowest tier,” my roommate replied immediately.

"Then I don't recommend you go to the hospital. Just take some medicine. This is calming herb. I'll prescribe three catties for him to take first. If it doesn't work, come back to me and I'll prescribe another three catties."

"Thank you very much, teacher."

"You're welcome. It's normal to be nervous with the monthly exam coming up. Remember to relax occasionally. Dream a little now and then, relax while you rest, and don't keep studying all day long."

My roommate immediately looked embarrassed.

The school doctor looked up, saw the expression, adjusted his glasses, and asked in confusion, "What's wrong?"

"Lu Ziqi is just a dream."

The school doctor gave a knowing smile: "Young man, you've got quite the temper. Anime or surrealism? One or one? Active or passive? Are you one of them?"

"Teacher, what are you talking about? I don't understand anything. It's a legitimate dream. I read the description, and although it's a bit gory and violent, it's generally wholesome. I don't know what Lu Ziqi went through in there, but it ended up like this after half an hour."

Watching Lu Ziqi, who was sometimes manic and sometimes clapping and laughing wildly, the smile on the school doctor's face gradually disappeared.

He reached out, took Lu Ziqi's phone, and after confirming that Lu Ziqi was playing "The Mysterious Immortal's Dream," he closed his eyes and began to experience the dream world inside.

It was fine at first.

The plot, where reality and illusion are indistinguishable, has a unique charm. Although it is just a simple dream sequence, its profound meaning is captivating.

Unfortunately, it lacks artistic but unhealthy content, so I'd give it a barely passing 85 points.

But in the second chapter, the teacher was startled by the misplaced identity in front of the campfire. His defensive magic artifact was suddenly activated, forcibly pulling him out of the dream.

The moment I left the dream, sweat poured out like a flood, soaking my white coat.

"Fuck!"

He rarely uttered a curse word. He quickly snatched the calming herbs from his roommate's hand, ate three pounds of them, and then felt it wasn't enough. He took out another three pounds and ate them before he felt a little more at ease.

He let out a long sigh and slumped limply into the chair like a lump of mud. After a long while, he patted the back of the chair and exclaimed, "This dream should be rated Fifteen!"

"Teacher, we're all fifteen years old now."

"I am forever fourteen years old!"

"Teacher, stop pretending to be young."

"Shut up! Damn, this dream deserves a 95 out of 100! The artistry is off the charts! This guy's a genius to pull off a story like this. What's his name?"

"Dawn".

"Never heard of a big shot pretending to be young? No, wait, he doesn't have the aura of a big shot, so he's probably a newbie. These newbies these days are amazing, are they all monsters?"

Recovering from the initial shock, the school doctor, chin in hand, exclaimed excitedly, "Interesting, truly interesting! Half-real, half-fiction, a constant interweaving and fusion of illusion and reality, ultimately giving birth to this dream. Genius, absolute genius!"

After expressing his feelings, the school doctor said regretfully, "It's a pity that our high school students can't play this game."

"why?"

"That's how visualization is: either you succeed or you go crazy. This dream is too stimulating for our high school students, so let's not do it anymore. I'll report this to the Tianyuan Cultivator Committee later. This dream needs to be blocked from our Fourth High School, but students from other high schools can do whatever they want with it."

"Eh……"

"Don't say 'oh,' this is for your own good." The school doctor waved his hand, about to give a few more instructions, when Lu Ziqi, who had been laughing loudly, suddenly fell silent.

He suddenly reached out and gripped the school doctor's arm tightly, coldly asking, "Which one do you want to ban?"

The school doctor trembled slightly at the other person's gaze.

He instinctively tried to pull his hand back, but the other person was holding it rather tightly, and he didn't want to upset them, so he slowed down and said softly, "I won't hold back either of them. Lu Ziqi, go back and rest first, and then go to class when you're rested."

"Who is Lu Ziqi! There is no Lu Ziqi here! I am Sun Huowang! I am Xin Su! I have whatever I want, whatever I wish for comes true! I have become an immortal, I am invincible! I have succeeded!"

After bursting into a series of arrogant laughs, he released the school doctor's hand, jumped onto the table in front of him, and pointed one finger to the sky and the other to the ground.

"In heaven and on earth, I am the only one who reigns supreme! This Daoist has whatever I desire, come forth, Xia!"

The school doctor was stunned, and the roommate was too frightened to speak.

This dream is really not something I can play around with anymore.

A moment later, the school doctor, who had come to his senses, picked up Lu Ziqi's medical record and was about to change "three catties a day" to "six catties a day" when he realized something was wrong.

Looking up, he clearly saw a glow reflected in Lu Ziqi's previously empty eyes, but there was actually nothing in the room.

Not only that, the opponent began to frantically absorb the surrounding spiritual energy. A large amount of spiritual energy was absorbed into Lu Ziqi's body and quickly transformed into magic power, which remained in the opponent's dantian.

After quickly calculating the time, the school doctor discovered that the other party's rate of absorbing spiritual energy was actually about the same as that on Wangtian Cliff.

"You can cultivate immortality like this?!"

My roommate has become somewhat numb to these successive accidents.

He tugged at the school doctor's clothes and asked, puzzled, "Teacher, what's going on?"

"This is what visualization is like. It's either success or madness."

"Did Lu Ziqi succeed or go mad?"

"Half and half. The essence of the visualization style is that if you believe you have something, then you may actually have it. A master of the visualization style can even turn the illusory into the real, which is how the clouds on Wangtian Cliff came about. But that's a Golden Core expert, how could Lu Ziqi know this skill?"

"Playing with dreams?"

“Very likely. No, I need to look into it. If it really works, we can save the 20 yuan fee for half an hour of practice, and you can also reduce the burden on your family... Why don't you give it a try?”

"Me? Teacher, what do you want me to do?"

The school doctor tossed Lu Ziqi's phone into his roommate's arms and said, "Play!"

"teacher!"

"I'll give you an extra hundred yuan."

"Godfather, I'm going!"

Two hours later, his roommate also started gesturing wildly and got entangled with Lu Ziqi.

"I am Sun Huowang!"

"I am Sun Huowang!"

"I have clouds!"

"I have clouds too!"

Seeing the two's cultivation speed increase dramatically, the school doctor nodded in satisfaction.

Looking at the college entrance rate for high schools next year, there's hope.

(End of this chapter)