CHAPTER 66: CHAPTER 66: SORRY, PRINCIPAL

Really letting Ling Feng stay home for a hundred days, the additional resource subsidy Ninth Middle School applied for from the Seven Great Star Systems Alliance wouldn’t be implemented properly.

Wang Dashan wouldn’t allow such a thing to happen.

He immediately wanted to go to West Warehouse District to drag Ling Feng over, but just then the bracelet vibrated, someone was requesting a video call.

The other party turned out to be Gao Yao, the principal of Zhengxing School in Outer Ring City.

Remembering yesterday’s events, Wang Dashan sighed and had no choice but to pick up the call.

The bracelet immediately projected a light screen, a figure with whitening temples yet full of life appeared on the screen, it was Gao Yao, the principal of Zhengxing School in Outer Ring City.

"Old Wang, I heard your school has a student who has cultivated Basic Spear Skills to transformation, and yesterday defeated Ye Xuan, the Martial Dao student from our Inner Ring City, with such a genius appearing before the second semester of senior year even begins at Ninth Middle School."

Gao Yao grinned without a genuine smile.

"Yesterday’s events were a bit of a misunderstanding, I was just about to explain to you..."

Wang Dashan knew Gao Yao came to cause trouble.

"Coincidentally, our school also has a student with good achievements, named Kang Ning, after hearing about Ling Feng’s feats, he hoped to invite Ling Feng over to our school for a contest, or he could come to your school to learn a few techniques from Ling Feng. I suppose you won’t refuse!"

Gao Yao interrupted.

"I’ve heard Kang Ning awakened Power Potential, Combat Power exceeds 22.0, Ling Feng is no match for him, besides he got injured last night, so let’s skip the contest, maybe they can exchange notes in the future."

Wang Dashan decisively declined.

Ling Feng being able to defeat Ye Xuan was already unexpected to him, facing Kang Ning, would only mean suffering. If twisting an ankle got him a hundred days leave, what if Kang Ning punched him a couple of times? He might pretend to be half dead, lying at home and not stepping out.

"No worries, we have a physician at our school to treat him, I’ll let him go to Ninth Middle School with Kang Ning tomorrow, it’s settled then."

Gao Yao, assuming Wang Dashan was stalling, didn’t give Wang Dashan a chance to back out, finished talking, and hung up the call.

"Hey, Old Gao... this guy sure holds grudges."

Wang Dashan was speechless, knowing the matter couldn’t be postponed, unless letting Ling Feng really stay home for a hundred days.

"Principal, what now?"

Yang Liru asked.

"Zhengxing and we both want to apply for additional resource subsidies, obviously they believe Ling Feng might achieve first place in the final exam, so they sent Kang Ning to sound him out."

Wang Dashan looked helpless, but upon seeing Ling Feng’s leave note, he also appeared furious, lamenting: "With such an attitude towards cultivation, no matter how gifted he is, it’s impossible to score well in the final exam, not to mention coming first."

"Let’s go, visit Ling Feng’s home, we must have a talk."

Wang Dashan was determined to change Ling Feng’s attitude no matter what.

"Yes!"

So, Yang Liru and Wang Dashan, led by Lai Zhijun, arrived at West Warehouse District, and knocked on Zhang Lei’s family door.

"Knock knock knock!"

"Ling Feng, the principal and Teacher Yang are here to see you."

Lai Zhijun knocked and shouted.

Yet there was no response from inside the house.

The three felt puzzled, Lai Zhijun knocked several more times, but Ling Feng didn’t come out.

"No one’s inside."

Wang Dashan sensed carefully and found there was no one inside.

"His ankle’s twisted, where could he go?"

Yang Liru wondered, ready to call Ling Feng’s contact, when Wu Weiwei suddenly sent a message with a video.

Upon opening, they saw Ling Feng leaning on crutches, receiving cultivation resource subsidy in the martial artist cafeteria, sitting in a corner, eating slowly.

"Uh... I forgot, every time he takes leave, he goes to school for the subsidy."

Yang Liru felt awkward.

Previously Ling Feng took leave mainly due to weather conditions, this time because of a twisted ankle, originally he wouldn’t wander around, yet still didn’t forget the cultivation resource subsidy.

"Keep him there, don’t let him leave."

Wang Dashan said as calmly as possible.

"Yes."

Yang Liru immediately replied to Wu Weiwei and asked her to keep Ling Feng in the cafeteria no matter what, so the three rushed back to Ninth Middle School, finally seeing Ling Feng in the cafeteria.

"Is your foot better?"

Wang Dashan asked, filled with rage but couldn’t help but soften his tone upon seeing Ling Feng, because whether Ninth Middle School could get the extra resource subsidy depended solely on Ling Feng.

"Staying in at home a few more days will help."

Ling Feng replied.

Wang Dashan’s face twitched a bit and forced a smile: "I’ve called the school physician for you, once the medicinal liquid is applied and massaged slightly, it’ll be fine."

Though resources were scarce in life, technology was extremely advanced.

Twisted ankles were nothing nowadays, easily cured with a bottle of medicinal liquid, and instantly making someone lively and vigorous.

So when seeing Ling Feng using a twisted ankle as an excuse to get a hundred days leave, Wang Dashan almost fainted.

Finally, under the school physician’s help, Ling Feng’s feet returned to normal, even if his physical fitness hadn’t reached the benchmark of an Elemental Martial Artist, it was close to a 0.9; his twisted ankle from last night had already healed by morning.

But as someone with Coasting Along Fate, and a traveler from Blue Star, the tradition that injuries meant lying down for a hundred days was ancestral, and if Ling Feng didn’t honor it, how could he gain Coasting Along Value?

After a while.

Wang Dashan brought Ling Feng into the Cultivation Room.

He didn’t force Ling Feng to cultivate, but prepared to have a good talk with him, so he said: "Ling Feng, just tell me truthfully, what would it take for you to be willing to cooperate with the teachers, seriously cultivate, strive for good results in the final exam, and help the school apply for extra resource subsidy?"

Thinking it over, Wang Dashan felt it might be Ling Feng trying to use these excuses to threaten the school, so why not speak frankly.

As long as Ling Feng could cooperate, make contributions to Ninth Middle School, Wang Dashan was even willing to personally give Ling Feng some money, more resource subsidy wasn’t impossible.

"Principal, would you believe me if I said I genuinely wish to help the school, and diligently enhance my strength, aiming to secure the Double S-Class contract with Starry Sky University?"

Ling Feng asked back.

"I believe you."

Wang Dashan nodded.

"Last night when dancing at the square in the district, I suddenly gained some insights, I felt it could improve my Spear Skills and I’d like to show it to you. But I hope, principal, that after watching it, you won’t get excited, won’t stop me, I hope you can trust me, my actions are all for Ninth Middle School’s glory, to apply for more resource subsidies for my classmates."

Ling Feng had a bold idea.

"Oh, okay, I promise I won’t get excited, won’t stop you."

Wang Dashan deliberately sat on a chair, as an elder, understanding that one must first comprehend Ling Feng as a person, to reach into Ling Feng’s heart eventually and change his various ludicrous behaviors.

"Principal, pardon me."

Ling Feng walked to the Soldier Landing Platform and took down a two-meter-long spear.

Wang Dashan was taken aback, seeing Ling Feng holding the long spear, could it be that he intended to attack him? Through sparring improve skills, if that’s the case, he was willing to accompany thoroughly and teach everything he had.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, Ling Feng plunged the long spear into the Cultivation Room floor, then around the spear, started wriggling his body, shaking his hips and performing the "Steel Spear Dance."

"Clap!"

Originally full of anticipation sitting on the chair, waiting for Ling Feng to strike, Wang Dashan couldn’t control himself and fell off the chair, the attack was too intense, he simply couldn’t fend it off!