Chapter 73

Chapter 74: I dreamed you were covered in filth

The System panel floated in front of her and asked: “Did you have a nightmare?”

In the Flight hovercar sliding through the night, Qian Qi looked at the bright windows outside and nodded slowly: “Yeah, a really scary one.”

She dreamed a B rank Black Dragon Beast broke into Awakener University and swallowed all her cute, charming students. Qian Qi wanted to save her “little wallets,” so she dove into the Black Dragon Beast’s mouth, planning to poison it, just like when she once knocked out the Three-headed Thunder Lion.

But her hand slipped. She slid straight down the beast’s esophagus and dropped into its stomach.

The stomach was packed with her Little Wallet students. They were squeezed together, crying and begging her to save them, so she poured poison into the Black Dragon Beast’s stomach.

The poison worked fast. The beast clutched its belly and had explosive diarrhea on the spot. She and the Little Wallets got blasted out of its butt. When she looked around the school, she saw other “wallets” ragged and torn, hanging from trees, the track, the railings, everywhere.

The nightmare was so messed up that Qian Qi, who had dozed off on the ride back, woke up with a jolt.

The System sounded curious and asked: “What did you dream about?”

Qian Qi gagged and said: “I dreamed you were standing in front of me covered in poop, bleh.”

The System went silent, then muttered in regret: [I really shouldn’t have asked.]

Qian Qi pressed her cheek to the cold window to clear her head. She checked the map and saw they still had a long way to go. Looking out at the dark night, she suddenly realized something and leaned forward to warn the driver not to drive while tired.

As soon as she leaned up, she saw the driver asleep at the wheel.

Qian Qi stared, then shook his shoulder and said: “Hey, driver, why did you fall asleep? We’re not lost, are we?”

The driver jolted awake. Seeing Qian Qi’s anxious face, he jumped, then calmed his pounding heart and pointed at the dash: “Relax, it’s on autopilot.”

Qian Qi frowned and asked: “Didn’t Senior Su Ang say he doesn’t trust autopilot?”

The driver gave her a lazy look and said: “Didn’t you say you don’t trust drivers?”

Qian Qi blinked: “…”

[Is this guy eavesdropping on his employer? Where are his professional ethics?]

To avoid awkwardness the secondhand way she liked best, she switched topics smoothly and said: “Since we’re just sitting here, could you teach me how to drive a hovercar?”

The driver sized her up and asked: “Do you have a hovercar?”

“I’m about to,” Qian Qi said, rubbing her hands and grinning. “Please teach me. I’m really smart.”

“Alright,” the driver said, oddly excited. He slid into the passenger seat, pointed at the main seat, and said: “With autopilot it’s not hard. Just learn the modules on the dash. But if you want to fly it yourself, that takes a long time to train. Still, you can try it… hehehe.”

He laughed for some reason. Qian Qi, focused on the hovercar, didn’t notice. She climbed into the driver’s seat, ran her fingers over the dash, turned the wheel a little, and asked: “Is there a manual?”

The driver chuckled and said: “Yep.” He opened a small box, took out a booklet, and handed it to her: “Read up. We’ve got three hours till we reach school.”

Qian Qi flipped to the table of contents, skimmed a few basic questions, then switched from autopilot to manual.

She tapped the wheel and asked to confirm: “I can really drive it, right?”

“Relax. It’s fine,” the driver said as he slowly buckled his seat belt.

Qian Qi drew a steady breath and turned the wheel.

The next second, she and the hovercar spun through the air like a soccer ball getting kicked into the sky.

“Ahhhh!”

Three hours later, Qian Qi tumbled out of the car and gagged: “Bleh.”

“This hovercar is not meant for people to drive!!!”

Inside, the driver admired her miserable look and burst out laughing. He waved and said: “Little classmate, go rest. Bye.”

He drove off. Pale-faced, Qian Qi weakly waved back, then ducked into the bushes by the school gate and threw up again.

She had been rolling through the air for almost three hours. She finally learned how to fly a hovercar in a straight, steady line, but that was it. The wheel was very sensitive. Doing one-handed barrel rolls to dodge buildings and Dungeons, or using the hovercar for combat, would take a lot more practice.

Wiping her mouth, Qian Qi checked the time. Magiplant class hadn’t started yet. Legs still shaky, she headed for the classroom building, ready to keep up her good-student image of attending class even while “sick.”

The moment she stepped into the room, she felt something was off.

Her classmates were arguing. Zhang Feng was cussing and saying he was going to “deal with someone.” A few boys were holding him back. Several girls in the back row had their heads down, crying. One of them was Liang Yu Ting.

Qian Qi walked over and asked, curious: “What happened?”

Thanks to helping everyone with their Magiplant homework, Qian Qi had blended in and become a legend in Magiplant 101. So the moment Zhang Feng saw her, he cooled down.

He glanced at Qian Qi, then pointed at Liang Yu Ting and the others and said angrily: “Some students from the Skills Department came to Back Mountain today to practice on the E rank, fully grown Magiplants the girls just raised. Now those Magiplants are all ruined.”

To the Magiplant students, their plants were like life itself. They raised E rank Magiplants with care, like their own kids. Watching others smash them while they could only stand by was a kind of pain only they truly knew.

Zhang Feng suddenly remembered Qian Qi had done that in the past and shut his mouth. Maybe, to Qian Qi, this wasn’t a big deal. If they were broken, just grow new ones. Why cry?

Everyone seemed to think of that too, and the noisy room went quiet.

Qian Qi slammed her palm on a desk.

Everyone in 101 jumped. [Uh oh, we made Qian Qi mad.] They worried she might hit someone.

She was mad. To her, this was a declaration of war. She grabbed a stool and snarled: “Tell me, which brat did it?”

[They dare bully my future employees? Don’t they know an employee’s mental health affects company results? If my people end up traumatized, who will pay for that?]

This grudge had to be paid back.

“Watch me smash them to pieces,” she said, eyes fierce like a ghost. Zhang Feng swallowed hard and stammered: “Actually, it’s not that serious…”

If Qian Qi got involved, it would become serious. What started as a Magiplant incident could turn into a human-life incident.

But Qian Qi refused to let this go. If you let it happen once, it happens again. If the Skills Department thought Magiplant students were easy to bully, they might come to Back Mountain every day to use their plants for target practice.

What if they hurt the Magiplants she had worked so hard to grow?

She would never allow that. She would remove the threat.

She stared at the class and asked: “How is it not serious?”

She walked to the podium, grabbed the Little Bee Amplifier, and spoke into the headset: “Classmates, answer me. Why do we work so hard to grow Magiplants? What for?”

“What for?”

Hearing that, the students of Magiplant 101 couldn’t help thinking about the question.