"Today we have a new student in our class, everyone welcome it!"
Unlike Jiang Lin, who was having a smooth time with everything.
Qicai Dan, on its first day of school, was so nervous its shell was practically cracking.
Looking at its classmates and listening to their applause.
Qicai Dan completely forgot the speech it had prepared.
But thinking it couldn't embarrass its master, it gathered all its strength and greeted them with its mind.
'Hello everyone—!'
Instantly, the classmates around Qicai Dan froze.
Their ears were filled with a buzzing sound.
At the same time, a thought emerged in their minds:
So this egg can really communicate...
...
There were many students who started learning from scratch along with Qicai Dan.
Their appearances were also varied.
There were foxes, ghosts with half their bodies floating, ghost messengers with sheep horns on their heads...
And now, there was an egg.
On the first day of class, Qicai Dan listened attentively.
It stood straight on the desk, its posture very upright.
More serious than when practicing martial arts.
It was indeed serious.
However, the teachers in charge of the class today were a bit confused.
This egg...
Was it listening attentively, or sleeping attentively?
Was it really not distracted?
Some teachers, while walking down the aisle, found themselves near Qicai Dan's seat.
While reading, they subtly observed the round egg on the desk.
They even wanted to poke it.
To verify if the egg was sleeping, the teachers used a method that was both reasonable and not awkward.
"Qicai Dan, come, read what I just taught again."
"Qicai Dan, you answer this question."
"Come, Qicai Dan, please read aloud for us..."
...
...
After school.
Qicai Dan and Jiang Lin returned to the apartment together.
Jiang Lin asked, "How was class today?"
Qicai Dan thought for a moment, "I feel like the teachers really like me."
It learned a lot today.
Met many new classmates.
The teachers paid attention to it, and the classmates were friendly.
It was very happy!
"Master, I will definitely study hard!"
Since the teachers were so good to it, it had to work hard too!
If the teachers in the ordinary teaching area knew, they would surely think:
—This is a wonderful misunderstanding.
...
In the days that followed,
Qicai Dan indeed studied hard and improved daily, just as it had said.
Influenced by its master, it also diligently studied on its own at home.
It quickly caught up with the overall progress of the class.
Meanwhile, Jiang Lin was studying in both the Paper-Cutting Art - Intermediate class and the Musical Instruments - Beginner class.
However, compared to its rapid progress in Paper-Cutting Art.
Jiang Lin's progress in musical instruments was not as smooth.
Both before and after death, he had few opportunities to interact with musical instruments.
Nor did he have a deep understanding of them.
Jiang Lin was not in a hurry about this.
Everyone has their strengths and weaknesses.
It was only after arriving at the North Hall that he discovered his talent for Paper-Cutting Art.
Considering the limited time in the North Hall, Jiang Lin arranged his time well.
He focused on the comprehensive study of Paper-Cutting Art, and for musical instruments, he chose to practice a few commonly used pieces.
Such as the Soul-Dispelling Melody and the Soul-Extinguishing Melody.
And the basic manipulation technique—using music to control and create illusions.
...
"Is the streamer working overtime to study again?"
"Eh, Dandan is also doing homework..."
In the live stream,
Viewers marveled at the scene before them.
In the apartment, a ghost and an egg were both buried in their desks.
Either doing homework or practicing Paper-Cutting Art.
Their diligent appearance was truly enough to make teachers cry with joy.
Seeing them, the viewers felt like getting up and flipping through their books.
...
At first, the viewers were quite curious about how Dandan did its homework.
How did it write?
Jiang Lin taught it a method, letting it control the pen to write.
So, what the viewers saw was an egg propped up in front of a notebook.
A pen floated in the air beside it.
It wrote on the notebook, stroke by stroke.
It was quite diligent.
"Dandan, don't use just one pen, use three! Three times the speed, three times the joy!"
"If I had this skill, why would I worry about not passing games? Typing too slow?"
"I suspect those who say 'one pen, one miracle in a night' have secretly learned Dandan's skill."
"Wuwuwu, Dandan is actually writing the Three Character Classic. This prenatal education is too successful."
After watching for a while, the viewers almost thought they weren't watching an underworld live stream.
But rather a learning live stream.
Indeed, some people would open the live stream with their computers or homework every night.
Working overtime or catching up on homework.
The streamer is too inspiring!
"[Black Cat Nine Tails] tipped the streamer a hot air balloon*1 with the message: Streamer is mighty, Dandan keep it up!"
"[Human Cub is Too Troublesome] tipped the streamer a sports car*1~"
"Delicate.Body.Soft tipped the streamer..."
...
Just as the viewers thought tonight would also be spent studying.
Suddenly, they saw the streamer lift his head from the desk.
It seemed he was finished.
Then he looked at the live stream camera and said calmly:
"Tomorrow during the day, I will be live streaming a mission."
The graduation exam for the Musical Instruments - Beginner class required completing a mission using what they had learned.
Whether they passed or not depended entirely on their performance during the mission.
The entire process would be synchronized using paper figures.
For this reason, Jiang Lin had already taken a day off from the teachers of the Paper-Cutting Art - Intermediate class.
In response, the teachers of the intermediate class said:
—Go ahead, go ahead, we'll also study the difficulty of the curriculum properly.
...
After hearing Jiang Lin's words, the bullet comment section of the live stream immediately became lively.
"Is the streamer finally going to start the mission?"
"I almost thought this was a study hall, and I was about to share it with my younger brother so he could experience society."
"What should I do? The streamer is about to start the mission, I'm a little excited, but also a little scared."
What does the streamer do?
He's an underworld ghost messenger.
If he's doing a mission...
The viewers recalled the times they had in the East Hall.
For a moment, they were both expectant and apprehensive.
"My face, please don't appear in the live stream."
"(I don't need my face anymore.jpg.)"
...
In the underworld apartment.
After saying he would live stream during the day tomorrow, Jiang Lin turned off the live stream.
He was about to check how Qicai Dan's homework was coming along.
Knock knock~
The door suddenly sounded.
The knock was not loud.
Jiang Lin immediately thought of Qin Zhouzhou's ghost soldier—Xiao Er.
But upon opening the door, he didn't see any ghost.
Only a negligibly small paper crane flew in.
It transformed into a small slip of paper and drifted to the ground.
Jiang Lin looked outside the door and closed it.
Instead of reaching for it directly, he used his ghost energy to lift the paper slip and bring it closer.
On the paper slip, only one sentence was written:
—Do you want to be the King of Hell?
...