Seeing his professional skills activated, Ling Tian revealed a satisfied smile.
It seems everyone is cooperating well.
After some time, seeing that they had almost finished reading the professional introduction, Ling Tian began to carry out the next step.
"Everyone has finished reviewing the professional courses, so now line up and come to me one by one to register and have your information recorded."
Ling Tian stepped off the stage and took out a table and chairs.
He pulled a special book out of his pocket.
This is the record book of the ghost saint writer.
There are no records of any strange creatures above, so let's take this opportunity to fill in the blanks.
Of course, the record doesn't need the strange creature to personally introduce its abilities; it can record any strange creature it sees.
However, that information was incomplete, only providing a general understanding of the surface capabilities. The only way to improve the information was through continuous observation.
Without a shred of suspicion, the strange creatures obediently formed a long queue.
"Name, age, abilities, and special methods."
"Huh? Isn't this a record of your major's course selections?"
The first strange thing left me a little confused.
The first two are understandable, but the last two just don't feel right.
"You don't understand this, do you? The school will recommend subjects that are more suitable for you based on your abilities. There are many intricacies involved, which you wouldn't understand, so you should just follow the school's arrangements."
Ling Tian lied.
"Oh, my name is Zhao Dezhu. If we count from the time I died... I'm 120 years old. My ability is to freely change the environment of a certain area. As for special abilities, I don't have any at the moment. I'm just a vengeful ghost in red."
"Hmm...then you are suited for Feng Shui. Once you have mastered it, you will definitely make a name for yourself in the Feng Shui world with this ability."
With a thought, Ling Tian saw all of Zhao Dezhu's information and abilities appear in the manual.
Zhao Dezhu also instantly fed back one ten-thousandth of his strength to Ling Tian.
However, even a fraction of what the woman in red possessed was barely enough to satisfy Ling Tian's current needs.
Fortunately, this time I'm just focusing on improving my manual. As for how much strength I can gain, that's fine. A journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step.
"Next."
Ling Tian signaled that it was time to leave.
One strange thing after another followed.
As time went on, more and more strange occurrences were recorded in the Lingtian Manual.
Before long, all three thousand strange creatures present were recorded.
"Very good, everyone can go back now. Next, the principal will find teachers to teach you your major courses. Of course, I will personally draft the textbooks."
Ling Tian put away the manual, stood up, and said.
"Principal, you draft the textbooks? Do you really know how to do that?"
The strange creatures were surprised.
"Not at all, I only know a little bit, more than enough to teach you. Go back and wait quietly. School will officially start next week."
"Don't be late. In the meantime, I'll start building the classrooms for our specialized courses. All you need to do is keep the school clean."
"Don't worry, Principal, we will handle this small matter very well."
The eerie creatures left happily.
Just then, the dean returned carrying the half-dead school bullies.
"Vice Dean, I have completed the mission perfectly, look..."
The dean put them down and rubbed his hands together.
"Hmm, well done. Take a walk around the school and let me know which piece of land you like."
Ling Tian nodded.
"Alright! I'll go pick one right away!"
The dean chuckled, then dashed off, circling the campus repeatedly.
Ling Tian shook his head and looked at the school bullies lying on the ground, their faces filled with doubt about their very existence.
"How does it feel to be ravaged by a strong person?"
"Hmph, you can only find someone to teach us a lesson. If you were to come by yourself, we'd beat you until you question your existence."
The school bullies stubbornly insisted.
"Hey, to get by in this world, you need power and connections. Do you even know which gang I belong to?"
"They went out without even asking who I, Ling Tian, am. In Chinatown, nobody gives me face unless they're a ghost."
Ling Tian spoke in a roguish manner.
His reputation has long been known in this area; now, every ghost who sees me hands me a cigarette.
"Keep bragging. There are plenty of big shots in Chinatown. You, a mere Ghost King, can't make a fuss. Humans just love to brag, aren't they ashamed?"
Ling Tian shook his head helplessly, calmly took out a cigarette and lit it.
"How could you, a bunch of flowers in school, possibly know about what's going on in society?"
Alright, I have some errands to run today, so come with me and I'll take you out into the community for a bit of experience.
Stop being so short-sighted and dominating within the school. If you're so capable, go out and become a local tyrant. What kind of skill is it to bully a bunch of weaklings?
Hearing Ling Tian's words, the school bullies looked aggrieved.
You think we don't want to move? Our arms and legs are broken, and we have comminuted fractures all over our bodies. Otherwise, we would have jumped up and attacked you long ago.
"Oh, I almost forgot, doesn't this hospital director know his own strength? Never mind, I'll take you to the hospital for treatment first. As for the medical expenses, I'll give you... fifty times the amount. We won't make a profit or loss."
Ling Tian wore an expression that said, "I'm doing this for your own good."
"you!"
The school bullies turned green with rage; they had never seen such a shameless person.
"What, are you going to treat your injuries or not? If you don't treat them, they'll probably never heal, and who knows if the dean will beat you up again."
Ling Tian pondered.
"rule!"
The school bullies gritted their teeth and said.
"Alright, as for the medical expenses, I'll just charge you a symbolic one million ghost money as a handling fee, out of respect for me. The remaining ten million for the treatment will be paid after you recover."
Ling Tian nodded.
"Ten million?! Are you crazy for money?"
The school bullies stared wide-eyed, wondering if they were being extorted for medical fees or for loan sharking.
"This price is very reasonable. You are ghost kings, and there are ten of you. Is 1.1 million per person a little more? Not too much, right?"
Ling Tian grinned.
The school bullies fell silent.
"Could you lower the price? We're still students, could you treat us for free?"
Ling Tian's face turned cold: "Students? Students can treat patients for free? Students can extort me? It seems I need to give you a lesson in social theory."
Ling Tian dragged the immobilized school bullies toward the warehouse.
"Wait, what do you want to do!"
They panicked. They were powerless to resist, and with Ling Tian possessing the strength of a Ghost King, dealing with them would be effortless.
As the warehouse door closed, the environment turned pitch black.
Various screams could be heard continuously.
"Stop hitting! If you keep hitting, your soul will scatter!"
The school bullies were scared. They had been beaten so badly by the dean that their souls were unstable. Now that he was back, they were going to lose their lives.
"Nonsense, I'm treating your illnesses and helping you open up your Ren and Du meridians."
Ling Tian spoke, but showed no mercy in his actions.
Just as people can be good or bad, so too can the supernatural. To deal with these truly wicked and bizarre creatures, one must employ methods even more ruthless than theirs to leave a lasting impression.
This is... disciplining... ugh... teaching!
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