Primary school students of all worlds

Just like little Wukong doesn’t think practicing is hard because he likes it.

Just like the chef Ding didn’t think the job of slaughtering cattle was hard because he liked it.

Just like Teacher Xiaomeng doesn’t find teaching hard because she enjoys teaching.

It's like they're cheating, as they're releasing dopamine into their brains from this supposedly hard work, which makes it not hard at all and even feels great.

"I seem to understand."

Seeing Teacher Xiao Meng's gratified eyes, Wang Quan looked at his palm thoughtfully: "I shouldn't regard making money from business as my job, but as a hobby I enjoy, right?"

"Forehead……"

Teacher Xiao Meng blinked, then shook her head repeatedly, saying, "Student Wang Quan, you're mistaken! What I meant was that you should find something you enjoy and then make it your career. For example, if you like drawing, become a cartoonist, or if you like the universe, become an astronaut. This isn't about falling in love with a job you originally dislike! You've completely put the cart before the horse."

"That's not the case. I have completely understood your teachings, Teacher Xiao Meng!"

Wang Quan nodded in understanding. "It's only now that I've realized that 'business,' which seems like hard work to others, isn't actually hard at all for me. I was so exhausted before because I worked too hard and didn't eat, rest, or sleep properly, which severely drained my enthusiasm and health. But as long as I exercise some restraint, business will become a hobby and my vocation!"

Looking at their friends who were gaining enlightenment on the spot, Rika, Illya, Miyu and Li Syaoran unconsciously took a step back.

"I won't be bothered anymore by the fact that I can't do this kind of thing because of my low-profit business."

Wang Quan continued to understand, "Business is business. Whether it's high-profit or low-profit, it's still business. It's my hobby. Making money is just a bonus. I shouldn't give up on this business just because the bonus is too small."

Teacher Xiao Meng's expression froze on her face, and she felt panicked as if she had done something terrible.

The pupils of the other children dilated unconsciously, filled with horror.

Why did they sense an extremely familiar aura from Wang Quan at this moment? This aura of wanting to make money, whether big or small, was so familiar to them. Wasn't this the person who—

Illya said in horror, "Mr. Krabs? When did he get here?!"

"Huh? What are you complaining about again?"

Wang Quan looked at Illya in confusion. "How could I possibly be a scumbag like Mr. Krabs, who sells his friends for a few coins?"

Lihua asked timidly, "Does that mean I have to pay more?"

"a ha ha ha……"

Wang Quan embraced his friends and said generously, "How could I possibly sell out my teammates just because someone raised the price by a few copper coins? Let's not talk about that anymore. Do you remember my plan to revive the Tyrant Force Field?"

"The [Death Confectioner Project] that sells powdered sugar at school?"

Miyu asked doubtfully, "But now Kaz has been captured by Mr. Joseph and locked up in a place where no detectors can find him. We don't need to awaken the Tyrant Force Field anymore."

"It's not necessary, but don't you think selling powdered sugar is a very good business?"

Wang Quan excitedly told his classmates, "Powdered sugar is practically free if produced on a large scale, but of course it can't be sold for a lot of money. So we need to increase the value of our product and expand the industry. For example, we can brew it in advance, add bubble tea pearls, and then sell it to students."

"emmm..."

Li Xiaolang said thoughtfully, "It sounds like a normal business practice. If Wang Quan could use less powdered sugar as an additive and make a normal drink, there would be no problem."

"Of course, we can reduce the additives and make it into normal sugar."

Wang Quan nodded affirmatively and said, "But plastic bottles used to hold beverages are difficult to get. Although I can contact the factory to produce new plastic bottles, the cost will not be able to be reduced. I can't launch a dimensionality reduction attack on the vendors around the school, especially the silver-haired natural curls. So - how about we collect the discarded plastic bottles in the school and then take them back for processing? Don't worry, as long as they are washed clean, there will be absolutely no problem..."

Looking at Wang Quan walking towards Yuanshen Primary School while discussing with his friends, Teacher Xiao Meng was in a trance for a long time before she came to her senses. She couldn't help but look at the backs of the primary school students who were walking away, and Wang Quan who soon came back, with an incredible look.

"I almost forgot, I have to thank you formally, teacher!"

Wang Quan said to Teacher Xiao Meng seriously, "Without your help, I don't know when I will be able to realize the truth. How can I thank you?"

"Uh, what's the point of saying thank you..."

Teacher Xiao Meng said weakly, "Just don't betray me in court."

Elementary School Students and Business Empires: Chapter 184: The Dirty World of Adults

With Teacher Xiao Meng's warning, which was five parts weak, five parts threatening, and ninety parts pleading, "If you dare to thank me for my teachings at the graduation ceremony, be careful or I will sue you for defamation," Wang Quan caught up with his friends and headed towards Class 1, Grade 5.

However, after walking a few steps, Wang Quan stopped in his tracks when he heard a greeting and looked at the little Monkey King who was leisurely passing by not far away.

"Mmm... Mr. Goku, wait a moment."

Seeing this, Lihua suddenly remembered something and quickly called out to Xiao Wukong, who turned back with a puzzled look on his face, "I suddenly have a question I want to ask you - what are you doing here?"

Hearing this, Wang Quan also realized the problem that he had ignored for a long time. The little Goku in front of him, whose height was even more miserable than his, was turned into a child by a power called the Black Star Dragon Ball. He was not an elementary school student of Monkey God Elementary School at all. So why did he come to a place where elementary school students gathered and pretend to be an elementary school student?

"I?"

Little Wukong looked at the five pairs of curious eyes in front of him in confusion: "Why are you asking this?"

"I am also very curious."

Wang Quan looked at Little Wukong in confusion and said, "Since Mr. Wukong isn't an elementary school student, then why are you hanging around here all day? Your clear eyes, untainted by knowledge, don't look like those of a teacher. Could it be that—are you looking for that enemy you mentioned last night? And protecting us?"

"Of course not."

Little Wukong blinked and said, "I'm a member of the 'Biodiversity Conservation Organization', a non-profit organization dedicated to protecting endangered animals."

“Biodiversity Conservation Organization?”

Illya looked at Goku in confusion, "Only a very vicious poacher could possibly need someone as powerful as you to protect him?"

"No, you misunderstood."

Little Goku shook his head and said, "I'm not a protector, but rather a member of the organization's 'endangered [Proud Fighting Race - Saiyans]' who is under its protection. My job is to stay here, regularly report my health to the organization, and actively cooperate with their observation and research projects."

"hiss……"

Li Xiaolang gasped: "A strong man like you actually needs protection from others?"

"Of course not."

Little Wukong shrugged and said, "It's just that if we cooperate with them, we can defraud research funds from foreign research organizations. Why not do it?"

Wang Quan looked at Xiao Wukong awkwardly. "You're a powerful being who can easily shake the universe! Didn't you just clearly say you were defrauding funds?"

Illya beside him nodded vigorously and said, "Senior, you are a proud and famous warrior Saiyan. Is this appropriate?"

"Of course it's not appropriate..."

Little Goku said to Illya seriously: "So the Saiyans are destroyed."

Wang Quan: “…”

“Why do you want to defraud research funds?”

Li Syaoran, his worldview shaken, stared in disbelief at the strongest martial artist before him. "How could someone as skilled as Goku-senpai have fallen to such a shameful level? Has he encountered some unspeakable difficulty?"

"Not really."

Little Wukong laughed heartily and said, "It's impossible for a mountain monkey who's used to being free and unrestrained to work. Although I have a lot of strength, I can't adapt to farming or anything like that. So I used the backdoor to get myself the status of an endangered species being studied, so that I can get a high-tech job without doing anything like a panda."

Illya looked at Little Goku awkwardly. "Mr. Goku, you claim to be a proud member of the fighting nation. Do your proud fighting nation approve of your way of living, of being studied?"

"Of course they don't agree, as they only think about going to war and seizing territory."

Little Goku said to Illya seriously: "So the Saiyans are destroyed."

Wang Quan: “…”

"Wait a moment."

Lihua suddenly remembered something and looked at Xiao Wukong in astonishment and said, "Mr. Wukong, you can already afford to order your own set meal, right? Do you have a family?"

"Ok!"

Little Goku scratched his head a bit embarrassedly and said, "I have a wife, Chi-Chi, two sons, Gohan and Goten, and a granddaughter, Xiaofang. Honestly, if it weren't for my family, I wouldn't be looking for a job. I prefer a free life with the sky as my blanket and the ground as my bed, hunting wild game every day."

Illya looked at Little Goku awkwardly. "Mr. Goku, what do you think those proud warrior races would think of you, a father, using yourself as a research subject to defraud funding?"

"I still send money home, while other Saiyans abandon their one-year-old children to invade other planets. They must despise me for that."

Little Goku said to Illya very seriously: "So the Saiyans are destroyed."

Wang Quan: “…”

"Sorry, Goku-senpai!"

Li Syaoran looked at Xiao Wukong solemnly: "I cannot agree with your practice of defrauding research funds in any way! Even if you try to stop me, I will definitely complain to Principal Wu Tian!"

"Forehead……"

Little Goku blinked and said to Syaoran, "But I bribed Grandpa with my best friend Bulma's photo album, so Grandpa agreed to help me find this easy and lucrative job."

Li Xiaolang staggered back two steps as if he had been hit hard, his pupils trembling violently. He simply could not accept that a powerful cosmic figure who roamed the world could actually bribe a highly respected martial arts master with a photo album to get him a good job!

The adult world—is it really so dirty and dark?!

Illya looked at Goku awkwardly. "Mr. Goku, what do you think the proud Saiyans would think of you using your best friend's photo album to bribe the powerful?"

"They must have yelled at me."

Little Goku was very self-aware and said, "As a fighting race, they must use violence to obtain what they want. They would never do something that would damage the pride of the Saiyans."

After a pause, Goku said to Illya in a serious tone, "So the Saiyans are destroyed."

Illya, who no longer lived in Bengbu, tugged at the sleeve of the person next to her: "Student Wang Quan, please say something quickly. I can't complain anymore."

"I'm sorry, Illya, but even I can't do this..."

Wang Quan looked solemnly at the relaxed Xiao Wukong. "And I have a terrible feeling that Xiao Wukong, who possesses the universal phrase 'So all the Saiyans are dead', is naturally immune to all verbal attacks and psychological attacks!"

Elementary School Students and Business Empires: Chapter 185: The Regretful Dean

Although the kind-hearted primary school students could not accept that little Wukong would cheat research funds in order to avoid working, and could not accept that the amiable old principal would accept bribes, they only felt that their three views had been seriously challenged, so much so that they were a little dazed and unable to concentrate on listening in class. However, Wang Quan continued to watch the Science Fiction Primary School silently, hoping to draw some inspiration from it to use on the newly acquired Gluttony Star.

But just when he was reading with great interest, a ball of paper flew in front of him and interrupted his thoughts. Wang Quan looked at Illya in front of him with some confusion. She was looking at the blackboard seriously and pretending to be listening attentively. Then he unfolded the ball of paper and looked at the beautiful handwriting on the wrinkled paper.

"Student Wang Quan, you also think this is outrageous, right? How could adults in education do such a thing? Aren't they afraid of corrupting us?!"

Wang Quan laughed in silence, then picked up the note and tore off a corner, wrote a few lines and handed it to Illya.

Rather, it's better to say that Mr. Wukong has done well enough. He clearly possesses the power to traverse the universe, but he has never tried to use this power to obtain the wealth he needs. Although he is reluctant to admit it...

Imagining Teacher Wu Tian wearing a Hawaiian shirt and sunglasses, gesturing "yes" to him with a big grin showing his missing front teeth, Wang Quan clenched his fists reluctantly.

No matter how lustful a star-level warrior is, he will never really use his abilities to start a harem. A universe-exploding warrior would rather be a research subject than think about how to use his powers to make money. Although he doesn't want to admit it, the Kame-senryu school does have a way.

His thoughts were soon interrupted by the bell for the end of get out of class. Just as Wang Quan stood up and was about to discuss with his friends how to carry out the Deathly Candy Chef plan - the class monitor's call interrupted his actions.

"Student Wang Quan, the teacher wants you to go to the office."

Hearing this, Lihua's eyes widened in disbelief: "We haven't even officially implemented the plan yet, why is the teacher asking us to go to the office!"

Li Xiaolang crossed his arms and nodded in satisfaction. "A good teacher should nip criminal incidents that will cause a large number of sanitation problems in the bud. But don't worry, Wang Quan. If you are punished to stand, I will put some talismans on you to reduce your presence."

Miyuya suggested, "If you need barrier magic to mask your aura, I can provide that, too."

"Don't act like I'm destined to be punished."

Wang Quan held his forehead and said, "But it's very stressful to be looked at with doubt and suspicion by a group of innocent elementary school students. If I really am punished to stand, I will find a way to drag you down with me."

Illya was about to protest, but then she thought that it would be less embarrassing if more than one person was made to stand in the corner, so she gave up complaining, watched Wang Quan go to the classroom office, and then secretly followed him to eavesdrop.

However, Wang Quan, who came all the way to the office, was surprised to find that Teacher Xiao Meng was not there. Instead, two adult men seemed to have been waiting for him for a long time. As soon as he entered the door, two sharp eyes swept over him.

Wang Quan looked at the man with glasses who looked a bit tough with a surprised look in his heart, and then looked at another familiar man——

"Director, do you have something to talk to me about?"

Wang Quan looked at the Yuanshen Primary School principal in confusion: "Is Fat Tiger causing trouble again?"

"Do not……"

The Dean of Studies said to Wang Quan in a low voice, "Actually, I called you here because I happened to overhear your conversation with Mr. Wukong this morning. I never thought that at such a young age, you had already touched upon the deepest secrets of Yuanshen Primary School."

"The deepest secret of Monkey God Elementary School?"

Wang Quan blinked and asked uncertainly, "Are you referring to the fact that the Saiyans are extinct?"

The Dean's mouth twitched, then he shook his head helplessly. "You're saying you already know that we were all forcibly captured by 'that enemy' from another world."

"Forehead……"

Wang Quan had a strange look on his face. Mr. Wukong had indeed mentioned to him last night that a few people retained their memories before being captured by "that enemy". He didn't expect that the dean of studies was one of them?

Thinking of this, he asked in a somewhat weak tone, "So you want to make me stand in the corner as punishment for the crime of 'knowing too much'?"

"Standing in the corner? Of course not."

The Dean of Studies shook his head and said, "I asked you to come here just to ask you - do you want to know how to return to your original world?"

"Forehead……"