The golden dragon is the direction you point to, and the blazing lightning spewed out by the dragon's head is the rage and boiling of 500 worlds...

The Space Gem, the Time Gem, the origin treasures that are full of fantasy and embody the laws of the universe...

Late at night, Taylor, who had transformed into a fish, lay on his small bed with his brows furrowed and his fish eyes tightly closed. It was unknown what kind of nightmare he had or what strange thing he was experiencing.

He dreamed of the upright primate again, but by then he had become a powerful man who unified the world. He had strange mechanical creations under his command, mechanical puppets that could move on their own without human intervention, and countless powerful men of various races crawling at his feet.

Why did I dream about these? How could I dream about these? Why did I dream about these? Taylor got up from the bed with a tired look on his face and asked himself these three questions in front of the bathroom mirror.

At this moment, he felt that he had learned a new skill called thinking.

Early morning Taylor, who was walking along the street as usual to go to the Krusty Krab, suddenly stopped and looked at the fishes coming and going around him with the same smiles, and then looked at his own outfit which had never changed.

Maybe I'll change my clothes.

After thinking for a while, he went home and changed into a white shirt and white pants.

He vaguely remembered that there was a paddling school not far from Bikini Bottom where he could learn boating techniques.

I should buy myself a boat. Coming and going every day on foot is too slow and inconvenient.

Taylor was intrigued by the new ideas that came to his mind, so he deviated from his original track and chose a new path to go to paddling school.

The moment he turned around, the whole world seemed to freeze again. The fish coming and going all turned their heads to look at the heretic fiercely, and then quickly returned to normal.

It's him again...

Don’t you hate it?

Hate that guy...

Paddling School It was another peaceful day. There were colorful cloud patterns in the sky. Rays of sunlight shone through the thick sea water and projected onto the seabed in some unknown way. There were also the sounds of shells flying around in the sky. Everything seemed so beautiful and sunny, except for Teacher Puff's mood.

"Oh my god, it's time to go to class again."

Teacher Puff, wearing a small hat and a blue skirt, opened the roster and saw the nightmare-like name that she least wanted to see at first glance.

SpongeBob SquarePants……

If one day I could get rid of this student, I would rather go to jail, or never come out again in my life.

Teacher Puff added the roster under her armpit as she thought about this. As soon as she arrived at the gate of Hualang School, she saw a strange fish wearing a small hat and white clothes standing at the school gate.

Hey? This doesn't look like Sally, nor does it look like Bobby. Who is this?

In Teacher Puff's impression, the students she taught were always the same few, and she didn't think it was a big deal. She came to this school to teach those students. Occasionally there would be a transfer student, but he would disappear without a trace the next day. Only SpongeBob and those students stayed there for a long time.

"Hello, are you Mr. Puff from this pilot school?"

When Taylor saw a pufferfish walking upright in a blue skirt and a small hat walking towards him, he smiled gently. He even stretched out his fins, lifted the small hat, and greeted it politely.

Looking at the teacher's appearance, you can tell that she must be a good driving teacher. I'm afraid the excellent drivers she has trained are quite obvious in Bikini Bottom.

Thinking of this, the smile on Taylor's face became two points warmer and more sincere.

“Yes…it’s me.”

Although she didn't know how a fish face could smile so gently, Teacher Puff saw it now. She nodded in surprise, then looked at Taylor and asked with some confusion.

"Sir, is there anything you need my help with?"

"I want to learn how to sail a boat."

Teacher Puff nodded in understanding, then pointed to the classroom in the middle of the driving area and said.

"Oh, so that's how it is. Then go to the classroom and find a seat to sit down. Remember not to sit in the last row."

Taylor, who had automatically assumed the identity of a student, seemed to respect the teacher who taught him knowledge. It was a respect and awe for knowledge that came from the bottom of his heart. He quietly chose a seat in the second row and sat down.

“Okay, teacher.”

After seeing Taylor sitting down, Teacher Puff was about to write the new student's name on the blackboard, prepare for the class, and wait for the arrival of other students. Suddenly, she remembered something and quickly turned to warn Taylor.

"Oh, by the way, one thing you must not pay attention to is the yellow sponge boy sitting in the last row."

“Okay, teacher.”

Seeing Taylor's obedient and serious look, Teacher Puff couldn't help but move the little hat on her head.

If only all students could be like this new student.

Especially.

SpongeBob SquarePants……

Fifteen minutes later

Ring, ring, ring……

The bell rang in the classroom, and a group of students came in one after another. After they found their seats and sat down, only the last row was left in the entire classroom, with a seat in the middle still empty.

I knew it. Teacher Puff, who was standing on the podium, rolled her eyes and raised her fin to look at the brown watch on it.

3 2 1 As the last number of the inner counting fell, the front door of the whole classroom exploded, and a very lively-looking yellow sponge walked in, his eyes were wide open, filled with tears, and he clenched his hands tightly, looking aggrieved and touching.

well…………

"What's up again, SpongeBob?"

"I'm so sorry, Teacher Puff, I'm late again, ahhhh......"

SpongeBob answered with sobs, and before he finished he started crying by himself. His whole body suddenly swelled up like a sponge that collects water. When he swelled to a certain extent, SpongeBob pressed his hands against his abdomen, and tears spurted out, spraying Teacher Puff's face.

Then SpongeBob's mouth was filled with his own tears again.

"Okay, okay, SpongeBob, stop crying and go back to your seat!"

After wiping the tears from her face, Teacher Puff looked devastated and pointed at SpongeBob's position angrily.

“Wuhu!”

Upon hearing this, SpongeBob was like a chicken with its blood injected. He jumped up on the spot and turned twice in the air, saluted with one hand like a new student, and then returned to his seat in a heroic and confident manner.

God, please forgive me...

Teacher Puff rolled her eyes.

"Classmates, today we have a new classmate..."

(End of this chapter)