Chapter Eighty-Three: Anyway, Change Jobs Before Fighting the Boss?

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At this time, Yangcheng Academy at night is extremely quiet, in the middle of the bustling free city, but it is incompatible with the hustle and bustle around it. The ring of trees around the perimeter of the academy separates each other from each other, like a paradise, and from the perspective of it, it seems as if a piece has been dug out of thin air in the midst of a bright light, but it is remarkable.

In fact, the nightlife of Yangcheng Academy is very monotonous, once it is night, most of the students will honestly meditate and practice in the dormitory or the college's public quiet room. Teachers have their own things to do, and few of them waste their evenings entertaining. After all, as a place where elites gather, the slightest negligence can be left behind.

The Dream Builder's cultivation is very quiet. Unlike those warriors and warriors, who need to shout and wave their fists vigorously, Dream Builders only need to find a quiet room to sit or lie down, and then meditate quietly, so that they can continuously improve their cultivation until they finally enter the incredible realm. There may be a variety of auxiliary means during this period, but it will not make a big noise.

In Chu Yi's dormitory.

"How?"

Seeing that Chu Du had finished cultivating, Chu Yi asked curiously.

Chu Du's face was delighted, and he said with a smile, "Yes, the cultivation of dream building is indeed very good. ā€

"It seems that because I have already built a foundation and opened up the Mud Pill Palace, my cultivation of the Dream Building Technique is extremely smooth, and I am already in the realm of the late stage of waking dreams."

"If it weren't for the fact that I first came to this realm, and I hadn't been infected by the laws of this realm, I couldn't generate the power of dreams, otherwise I would have been able to understand one step at a time."

"As long as it takes some more time, when I get used to the special laws of this realm, I can easily enter the realm of emptiness."

Chu Yi said, "Then you can wait, or let the natural space devour some dream treasures in the future, and see if you can make the natural space produce dream laws." ā€

When Chu Du heard this, his face was strange, and he said hesitantly, "I seem to be able to feel that every moment the natural space will absorb some dream breath in the void. It seems to be adapting itself to the peculiar laws of this world. ā€

Chu Yi frowned.

"Can you feel the changes in the natural beads? Are there any questions? ā€

Chu Du understood what Chu Yi meant, he nodded and said, "I can feel the joy and longing of the Natural Bead, just like when we stole the power of the Dark World's job transfer. ā€

Chu Yi's expression eased slightly, "That's a beneficial change, let's wait and see what happens." You usually pay a little more attention. ā€

"yes, got it."

Now that this matter has been decided, Chu Yi talked about another thing.

"I have something to tell you."

"What?"

Chu Du asked curiously.

"That's the ......," Chu Yi whispered softly.

Chu Du was so surprised that he almost jumped up when he heard this.

"Holy! You're really good at playing! ā€

"But it seems to be funny, I like it, hehehe......"

In the end, Chu Dulang, whose face was full of ripples, returned to the natural space with a smile, looking forward to the arrival of tomorrow.

Then, Chu Yi practiced the dream building technique all night without saying a word.

On the second day, Chu Yi went to the cafeteria early to have breakfast, and then walked into the classroom to start the morning class. He wasn't in a hurry about his plans, he just went to class as usual.

"Calm your mind, concentrate your mind, restrain your distracting thoughts, breathe slowly, and don't be in a hurry......"

Hua Yun's soft voice echoed softly in the classroom, like a mother's lullaby at night, urging people to sleep, under the podium, more than a dozen students closed their eyes slightly, and a stove of incense was lit in front of the desk, carefully savoring the realm of waking dreams under the faint smoke.

Although the admissions standards of Yangcheng College are strict, the conditions given to students are very generous, and the teaching resources have never been disadvantaged to students.

The incense placed in front of each student's desk is made from an extremely rare plant. This kind of incense can effectively catalyze the student's mind, so that he can involuntarily enter the realm of waking dreams and appreciate the mysteries of this realm.

Such a precious piece of incense can be sold for dozens of free coins in the market, but each student can receive one piece every week to assist in spiritual practice.

Look, our school's teaching resources are first-class! All kinds of benefits are leveraged!

The above is the official statement of the college.

But Chu Yi knew the truth.

This incense is actually a refinement of a special plant, and the name of that special plant is the poppy.

Poppy, an annual herb. The stems are 30-80 cm high, branched, with stretched rough hairs. Its leaves are alternate and the flowers are solitary. The flowering and fruiting period is from March to November.

The poppy is gorgeous and is a valuable ornamental plant.

The poppy husk also contains alkaloids such as morphine, codeine, papaverine, thebaine, and nacotin, which are often refined for medicinal purposes.

That's right, this is the "Flower of Hell" that is famous all over the world.

So, what is the incense that the students are breathing now, there is no need to explain more.

As long as Chu Yi thought that the students of the entire academy were taking drugs as if they were taking drugs, he felt an indescribable sense of disobedience in his heart.

Through the faint smoke, he seemed to see the kind of big smoke house that swept the people in the history books of the earth, and the addicts who walked like withered trees.

Embarrassment, embarrassment, embarrassment......

Then, when Chu Yi finally finished the morning's class, he found out that Wang Wu had started working with Lin Feng again.

In the cafeteria in the morning, Wang Wu met Lin Feng again, needless to say, it was another argument.

Then, the bet between Wang Wu and Lin Feng quickly spread in the first grade.

Two months later, in the stage test, bet on whether Wang Wu could become the first in the grade, if Wang Wu won, Lin Feng will give him a delicate game of chess worth tens of thousands of free coins, and if he loses, Wang Wu will be Lin Feng's dog.

The gambling contract was simple and straightforward, and it quickly spread to everyone, causing great heated discussions.

Chu Yi was also speechless for a while.

Is this the universal setting of the whole universe where the protagonist is in trouble wherever he goes? Even having breakfast can make such a big noise.

In this regard, Chu Yi can only say.

You scum villains, your IQ is too low!

Obviously, you are all powerful people, you can play intrigues in secret, and use all kinds of methods to kill the enemy, why do you have to rush to do it yourself?

It's not incomprehensible for you to want to give the protagonist experience and prestige, but have you ever considered it for the family that gave birth to you, raised you, gave you money, gave you the right to play to your heart's content?

If you lose, you will make your family lose face, and then you will lose and be unconvinced, so you will use this to pull all kinds of elders down. Isn't this forcing his family to fight to the death with the protagonist?

No wonder the protagonists in those novels want to raid their homes and exterminate their families and kill their entire families, which is completely forced out by your pen!

Chu Yi already didn't have any expectations for Lin Feng's future.

So he decided to continue to hang on to Wang Wu, so that Wang Wu could face the Lin family more powerfully.

When there was no one around Wang Wu, Chu Yi stepped forward.

"Wang Wu, I heard that you are going to compete with Lin Feng?"

"Well, that's it. What do you want to say? ā€

Wang Wu's face was not interested.

"Lin Feng is just a little monster, so don't worry. However, after Lin Feng lost, he would cry and go home to find an adult, and that would be trouble. ā€

Chu Yi said calmly.

"By the way, do you want to change jobs before the miniboss arrives?"