Master of Kaidan-Chapter 532 Money Can Make the Ghost Push the Mill

August 31, 2001, 4 PM.

"Knock, knock, knock..." The door to the staff office was knocked upon, and a professionally dressed woman opened the door. She appeared to be in her early thirties, neatly dressed, with a badge pinned to her shirt pocket. Seeing Feng Xue in a school uniform, holding a large suitcase, her furrowed brow slightly relaxed, yet she still asked,

"You are..."

"Hello, teacher! I am this year’s new transfer student, and these are my boarding documents." Feng Xue, dressed in a school uniform and having adjusted her face to appear seventeen, stood outside the door and politely said.

The middle-aged woman sized up Feng Xue and took the documents from his hand. After a quick glance, she said,

"I’m not a teacher; I’m just the dorm manager. Follow me. Since there aren’t many first-year boarders this year, there are still beds available..."

As the dorm manager was speaking, Feng Xue suddenly grasped her hands and shook them vigorously, saying,

"Auntie Li, this is my first time at a boarding school, and I’m not quite used to it. Could you arrange a nicer dorm for me?"

"All the dorms are the same; how can there be better or worse ones?"

The dorm manager gave Feng Xue a serious look, withdrew her hands, which she stuffed into her pockets, and then turned her back to Feng Xue, saying,

"Follow me."

Feng Xue’s lips slightly curled upwards, and she followed the dorm manager to a corner on the third floor. The dorm manager took out a key and opened the dorm, saying,

"Here it is. See if it works for you."

Feng Xue glanced into the dorm. It was a four-person room with two bunk beds, but it showed no signs of prior occupation. She couldn’t help but smile and say,

"This is quite nice. Thank you, Auntie Li."

"Don’t thank me yet. We need to go over the rules. You can live here, but you cannot change beds, or it will be difficult for me to explain when the management inspects. Also, you must manage the cleanliness. Don’t stick anything on the walls. No girls are allowed to stay overnight, no electric stoves or similar appliances are allowed, and room inspections are mandatory every day. Don’t bring any prohibited items into the dorm. Understand?"

Auntie Li, though seemingly unapproachable, thoroughly explained the dormitory rules to Feng Xue who immediately nodded like pounding garlic, and surreptitiously handed two coins to the dorm manager.

Watching the dorm manager leave satisfied, Feng Xue’s lips turned up slightly, and then she immediately set about organizing her single room.

What? A four-person room?

Some things don’t need to be spelled out!

After roughly cleaning the dust, Feng Xue packed up the bunk bed by the window, and then retrieved a bed purchased from Babylon Tower Department Store —

Although this magical bed, besides being comfortable, had no other special effects, for a bed, what could be more important than comfort?

As for the dorm manager’s prohibition against changing beds...

Come on! Ever heard of "Hermit Power?"

As the Hermit Power was activated, the refined bed instantly transformed into a crude bunk bed made of steel pipes. However, lying on it, the feeling was still irresistibly pleasant.

He opened the cabinet and arranged all things that needed to appear in the dorm, then Feng Xue placed a "Hard to Understand" buff on the door of his dorm, and left the dormitory building.

...

Climbing up to the teaching building, Feng Xue observed the surrounding layout. Although the exterior looked a bit outdated, that was a matter of the era. Based on the teaching building itself, Feng Xue could conclude that tuition here must not be cheap.

The teaching building had only three floors, and each floor contained only five classrooms. That wasn’t to say the building could only accommodate that many classes; in fact, there were more specialized rooms like offices, laboratories, computer rooms, and lecture halls than regular classrooms.

It’s worth mentioning that the building was organized by grade level. Feng Xue, being in the second year of high school, was sandwiched between the third year on the first floor and the first year on the third floor, making it feel like there were "people" both above and below.

After getting a rough idea of the structure of the teaching building, Feng Xue approached a security door that differed from the classic wooden doors with iron locks of the classrooms and knocked softly:

"Knock, knock, knock..."

"Come in!" Hearing the voice from inside, Feng Xue pushed open the door, and instantly, five pairs of eyes almost simultaneously turned towards her.

Looking at the men and women seated in front of the office desk, Feng Xue revealed a shy smile and said,

"Well, I’m the new transfer student this year..."

"Have you settled into the dormitory?" Not waiting for Feng Xue to finish introducing herself, a young man sitting in the corner stood up, walked over with a gentle smile, and Feng Xue paused slightly. However, when her gaze fell on his name tag, she responded immediately,

"It’s already arranged, Mr. Zhang."

"You’re a transfer student, and your new dormitory is probably filled with first-year freshmen, which might be a bit noisy. Don’t get into conflicts with them, you hear?"

The teacher spoke calmly, and Feng Xue nodded immediately to show she understood. While following the teacher out, she discreetly slipped a coin into his hand and said,

"Teacher, I’m new to our school and don’t know any of the students yet. Could you tell me about them?"

"Oh, look at me, let me give you the roll call book. Also, how’s your eyesight? I’ll adjust your seating based on that." The teacher’s expression remained amiable, and Feng Xue maintained her shy smile while responding,

"My eyesight is very good, you can arrange as you see fit."

"That works. I’ll place you next to some diligent students, but be good and don’t distract them."

As they talked, the teacher and student arrived at Classroom 2-3. Receiving the roll call book handed over by the teacher, which contained various handwriting probably from different teachers, Feng Xue couldn’t help but inwardly reflect—

"Money talks; the ancients did put it well!"

...

"Ladies and gentlemen, dear teachers and students, good morning, today is the first day of the new semester..."

Listening to the probably principal’s unending speech at the podium, Feng Xue stood attentively below, wishing to zone out like the other students next to him. However, nobody knew whether, if he zoned out, the patrolling duty student or teacher might suddenly open their gaping mouths and bite him.

Though he dared to retaliate against anyone who dared bite him, he wasn’t there to kick down doors, but to investigate.

"Cry out! Wail, ghosts of Hell’s path!"

While Feng Xue was mentally correcting the grammatical errors in the school leader’s speech, a furious shout suddenly reached his ears. He didn’t dare turn his head, only casting a glance from the corner of his eye and saw a black light rising from the crowd not far away.

A skeletal arm, bound in chains, stretched out from the black light, accompanied by a chilling curse.

"Looking at the direction, it’s from Class Two. I didn’t expect anyone could survive the first day, must be someone clever. How could they make such a big move in this place?"

Feng Xue thought to himself, yet he saw the half-emerged palm of the skeleton giant being constrained by some force, gradually being pulled back into the black light.

Meanwhile, the principal on the stage frowned as his speech was interrupted and exclaimed angrily,

"Which class is this? Such disorder!"

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