"Teacher Fang, the senior students also want to add some physical education classes. What do you think about your schedule..."
The dean found Fang Ming and asked quietly.
Students still want to take classes? That's a good thing!
"No problem, no problem, I have plenty of time," Fang Ming said with a smile.
He couldn't wait to bring all the students in the school under his wing, which would give him more leverage when he later persuaded them to leave.
However, for now, he needed to show his omnipotence.
"Good, good, then I'll arrange it for you." The dean left with a cheerful expression.
Soon, the new class schedule was in Fang Ming's hands. There were now six classes a day, and the schedule was a bit tight. Perhaps considering Fang Ming's rest, the dean had arranged classes that were either in pairs or single sessions, leaving Fang Ming with fragmented free time.
Fang Ming stroked his chin and pondered the schedule, considering whether to ask the dean to change it.
But then he thought that he didn't have anything to investigate at the moment, so having free time or not wouldn't make much of a difference.
He abandoned the idea of changing the schedule.
"Ring ring ring~" The class bell rang.
Fang Ming glanced at the schedule; he had a class immediately.
"Time for class," Fang Ming said with a slight smile.
In the following period, Fang Ming's reputation in the school was thoroughly established. There were various unbelievable feats like punching through giant stones, splitting large trees with his bare hands, and running a hundred meters in three seconds.
What was crucial was that many of those students actually learned these skills. The ability to shatter a brick with a single punch was now achievable by almost half the students in the school!
In the eyes of the students, Fang Ming's status was now akin to a god's. Some students even complained that one physical education class a week was too little and argued with the principal, clamoring for more classes.
However, the principal naturally did not agree. Fang Ming was only one person, and his current schedule was already full. He couldn't be split into two.
"Classmates, let's gather on the sports field," Fang Ming called out from the classroom doorway, then headed towards the field.
Today was another class for Class 2 Grade 1.
"Teacher Fang is here! Let's go, let's go, time for physical education!" A group of students rushed towards the sports field.
Students from other classes looked on with envy. They wished they could also have physical education classes.
"Classmates, before we start today's lesson, I need to inform you of something," Fang Ming said in a deep voice, looking at the expectant students before him.
"What is it, Teacher?" the students asked curiously. This was the first time they had seen Fang Ming look so serious.
"It's like this..."
Fang Ming told the students his suspicions about the typhoon and the impending disaster at the school.
"Therefore, I hope you can go home temporarily and avoid this disaster."
"Is there really going to be a typhoon?" some students exclaimed in surprise.
Immediately, other students retorted, "Isn't that obvious? We're a coastal area, aren't typhoons normal here?"
"But our school said it could withstand very strong typhoons?"
"You doubt Teacher Fang? Teacher Fang would tell us this so seriously if he didn't have some inside information," some students speculated.
"That makes sense."
Seeing the students chattering and discussing, but without any resistance, Fang Ming smiled slightly. It seemed his plan was indeed working.
"Alright, everyone, stop arguing. I will discuss this matter with the principal later. There is still some time before the typhoon arrives," Fang Ming said, raising his hand to signal the students to quiet down.
Afterward, Fang Ming continued to teach the students the so-called "Qi circulation."
These students could easily learn these things not because Fang Ming taught well, but because of a very important reason.
This world was a "world within a world," meaning everything within it was constructed by the principal using resentment. Therefore, all of it, including the students' bodies, was pure resentment.
What Fang Ming taught was merely a method to activate the resentment within them. In other words, these students already possessed this ability, but the limitations of their minds prevented them from using their internal resentment.
For the next period, Fang Ming would inform the students about the impending typhoon power every time he taught. Some students were skeptical, but most chose to believe Fang Ming.
Suddenly, a sense of unease spread through the school.
Principal Dai also heard this news and was somewhat displeased with Fang Ming's behavior of spreading such information indiscriminately. With the college entrance examination approaching, Fang Ming's actions would undoubtedly distract the students from their studies.
Thus, Principal Dai summoned Fang Ming to his office to inquire about the specific reasons.
"Teacher Fang, please have a seat," Principal Dai gestured to a wooden chair, and Fang Ming sat down.
"I heard you've been telling students about the approaching typhoon recently. Is that true?" Principal Dai asked.
Fang Ming nodded. "Yes, the typhoon is approaching. To make the school take this news seriously, I had to resort to this measure."
"Why are you so certain that the typhoon will affect our school?" Principal Dai frowned and said sternly, "Our school's construction was specifically chosen to avoid typhoons. Unless it's a super typhoon, it generally won't affect us."
"And even if it does affect the school, other areas will be hit harder. Regardless, this place is always a safer option."
Fang Ming knew that Principal Dai would not believe his word alone, so he decided to reveal some information to him.
"Principal Dai, to be honest, the real cause of the school's problems is not just the typhoon, but other things as well," Fang Ming said, extending his arm. "Look."
Principal Dai's gaze shifted to Fang Ming's outstretched arm. In an instant, what was a human arm transformed into a monster's claw!
"This... this..." Principal Dai's pupils contracted, and then he abruptly stood up from his chair and stumbled back a few steps.
"You're not human?!" Principal Dai stared at Fang Ming in disbelief.
Fang Ming smiled helplessly, retracted his arm, and said, "I am human, but for some reason, I was infected and became this way."
"After the typhoon arrives, many monsters like me will appear at the school. If the students are not evacuated in time, it could lead to an irreversible disaster," Fang Ming said gravely. "Do you understand what I mean?"
Principal Dai had experienced many storms in his life. After a brief moment of fear, he quickly calmed down and sat back in his chair, his sharp gaze fixed on Fang Ming's eyes.
"How can I believe what you, a monster, say?" Principal Dai said in a deep voice.
"I can't make you believe me, but what if you believe me just once? If something unexpected happens, and even one student gets hurt, can you bear the consequences?" Fang Ming retorted.
Principal Dai fell into silence. He truly couldn't bear the thought of even one student getting hurt.
"Give me some time to think." After a long pause, Principal Dai said, sounding somewhat weary.
Fang Ming didn't disturb him further and sat on the chair, watching him think.
A few minutes later.
Principal Dai took a deep breath and said, "I'll believe you this time, for now. You must know that this decision of mine might be gambling with the future of the senior students. If it's false, I will absolutely not let you off!"
Fang Ming's face broke into a smile upon hearing this.
"Then I look forward to good news about the holiday," Fang Ming said with a smile, then stood up and left.
His objective was finally achieved!
With the students and the principal sorted out, the holiday would happen whether it was fake or not!
Next, it was time to see how things unfolded.
He had forcibly altered the direction of the principal's memory, and such a plot twist, what would happen to this "world within a world"?
Would it collapse, or continue?
Soon, the notice about an early holiday was conveyed to the students by their respective teachers.
Having been forewarned by Fang Ming, even the senior students did not exhibit much resistance.
"Leave campus before May 20th..." Fang Ming said with a slight smile, looking at the notice posted at the dormitory entrance.
Today was already May 17th, meaning the students would leave in three days.
Three days passed in the blink of an eye. All the students busied themselves packing their belongings and preparing to leave. Fang Ming stood on the rooftop of the teaching building, watching the students one by one exit the school gates, while simultaneously observing the changes in this world.
There were many students, and it wasn't until the afternoon that they all gradually left.
Fang Ming strolled through the teaching building, intending to find Principal Dai.
"Teacher Fang!" Suddenly, a voice called out.
"Zhang Jun? Is something wrong?" Fang Ming turned around and saw Zhang Jun from Class 2 Grade 1.
"Um... this is a gift our class prepared for you. Please accept it." Zhang Jun shyly took out a gift box the size of his palm from behind him and handed it over.
"A gift?" Fang Ming accepted it instinctively.
Seeing Fang Ming accept the gift, Zhang Jun's face lit up with a smile. "We pooled our money to buy this for Class 1. We hope you like it, Teacher."
Fang Ming looked at the gift box in his hand, unsure of what to say. In his life, this was the first gift he had ever received.
"Thank you." In the end, all his emotions condensed into a single word of thanks.
"Hehe." Zhang Jun scratched his head. "Then goodbye, Teacher!"
With that, Zhang Jun ran off, pulling his luggage placed in the corner, and left.
Fang Ming watched Zhang Jun's receding figure for a long time, speechless, then opened the gift.
It was a fountain pen.
It was exquisite, and inside, there was the price tag – 39 yuan.
"You have a thoughtful heart," Fang Ming smiled. 39 yuan was a considerable sum for students of this era.
It was a pity he couldn't take it with him. Once he left this world, this gift would be gone.
Suddenly, the entire world fell silent. Then, it began to dissipate like bubbles. Teaching buildings, structures, plants, and trees all vanished like phantoms.
Fang Ming stood still, observing the changes around him.
So, when a "world within a world" deviated from the main storyline, it would immediately dissipate?
"Fang Ming, thank you." A figure appeared behind Fang Ming. It was Principal Dai, or rather, the Principal.
"You finally appeared," Fang Ming turned around expressionlessly, looking at the Principal.
Fang Ming was prepared to face the Principal directly!