Weird rules: 10 billion ghost money to gain weird favor

Chen Bin nodded slightly and said, "I'm all ears!"

The dean said, "Think about it, your parents raised you with great difficulty, provided you with food and drink, and sent you to school, but look at what you did at school, don't you feel guilty?"

The dean asked a standard soul-searching question.

Are you worthy of your parents?

"My parents have passed away." Chen Bin said lightly.

"Even if they are dead, are you worthy of their education and expectations of you?" The dean was stunned and continued.

"I don't think there is anything wrong with my behavior. Even if my parents are alive, they will support me. You are not qualified to stand from the perspective of a bystander and morally blackmail me." Chen Bin said calmly.

The calmer he was, the more anxious and angry the dean was.

"If you don't think about your parents, don't you think about yourself? If you don't study hard, how can you go to college? If you can't go to college, how can you find a job? Will you live on the streets all your life and become a loser at the bottom of society?"

How can you go to college, find a job, and live?

The dean asked three soul-searching questions.

Chen Binren said little. He directly took out one million ghost money from the system and slammed it on the desk, saying:

"I live on the pocket money my parents left me."

The dean's eyes widened, and when he saw the table covered with money, he couldn't help but open his mouth slightly.

With such parents, I won't go to work!

The dean suddenly came to his senses and shook his head.

Damn, I was the one who brainwashed you, how come he brainwashed me in return!

The dean said in a deep voice: "Your wealth is not worthy of your position. One day you will be living off your savings and you still need to struggle!"

Chen Bin counted on his fingers and said seriously:

"If I spend one million every day, it will take me a thousand years to live off my savings. Hiss... I haven't calculated it before. If I spend ten million a day, maybe I can spend all the money before I die."

"Suddenly I feel that my life is so difficult. Once I relax a little, it will lead to the biggest tragedy in my life."

"People die, but the money is not spent!"

Hearing Chen Bin's description, the dean was a little excited for some reason.

Just thinking about this kind of life...

The dean was shocked.

Damn, I was confused by this guy's smell of money again!

"Decadent! Erosion! Think about such a life, what's the point?!"

"I have money!"

"Without cultural knowledge, your resume lacks the puzzle of four years of college, and your life will be greatly flawed!"

"But I have money!"

"Without higher education, your ideological quality is stagnant, your soul is empty, it is nothing..."

"But I..."

"Don't mention you are rich to me again!!!" The dean stood up and yelled in a state of disgrace.

Chen Bin's simple and plain answer hurt his soft and fragile heart every time.

"Hahaha, this makes the dean lose confidence."

"Hearing Bin Shen's simple answer, the dean began to think about the meaning of his life?"

"Why do I feel that Bin Shen came prepared? Does he want to punish the dean?"

"I remember that I was busy criticizing that by Kun Taiduan before, and forgot that when the bell for class was about to ring, Bin Shen deliberately stood at the stairs and didn't go into the classroom!"

"What does this mean?"

"Good guy, big brother upstairs, you really threw your brain and had a good time, right?"

"Of course it means that Bin Shen actually wanted to take the initiative to violate the rules and come to the dean's office!"

"Hahaha, Kun Taiduan, this time he lost more than he gained!"

"This damn thief, didn't expect to frame Bin Shen and hit the mark!"

In the strange story, the dean was furious when Chen Bin responded.

"Look at your words and deeds, you don't look like a student at all, you sit in a shabby manner, cross your legs, do you want to light a cigarette?" The dean shouted.

Chen Bin took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, which were offered by the gangsters in the toilet, and took a deep puff.

"I've wanted to light it for a long time. You're a nice person."

"Arrogant! Really arrogant! Are your actions worthy of the school's cultivation of you?"

"I paid the tuition." Chen Bin said confidently.

"Then are you worthy of the hard work the teacher has put in for you?"

"She got her salary."

"Uh..."

The dean was speechless for a moment.

He knew that what Chen Bin said must be wrong, but it seemed to make some sense.

The two fell into silence.

The dean tried to break Chen Bin's thoughts from various angles, but every time he looked up and saw the million ghost money on the table, he always swallowed unconsciously.

Spend one million a day, spend oneIt takes a thousand years to spend all the money. What kind of suffering is this?

The dean of teaching dared not even think about it.

When he was in school, he was very happy to have ten yuan pocket money a day.

"Inhale-exhale-"

After waiting for a long time, Chen Bin blew out a smoke ring, extinguished the cigarette butt, and said, "Don't you know what to say?"

The dean of teaching looked visibly old. This was the first Waterloo in his teaching career.

"Since your ideological education is over, it's my turn to start ideological education now!!!"

"Huh?" The dean of teaching looked up in surprise.

Chen Bin jumped onto the table and slapped him with a big cunt.

There was a loud snap.

The dean of teaching didn't react at all. His head suddenly tilted to one side, and a burning pain came from his face.

"My teaching method is very simple. I will slap you until you dare not talk back, and then teach you!"

The dean's skin turned black, his face became hideous, and waves of black mist emanated from his body. He said in a deep voice:

"How dare you attack the teacher?!"

Snap——

Chen Bin slapped him with another big slap, and the black mist on the dean's body instantly dissipated, and even the hideous eyes became much softer.

[Rational Big Slap] As long as you can take the initiative, it is a dimensionality reduction attack against any weirdness except the extremely powerful weirdness source.

A few slaps will suppress all your weirdness, leaving no room for weirdness to play.

Chen Bin took the initiative to slap the dean's face more than a dozen times, and slapped the dean's face swollen.

"Old Eight, come on, cut him for me!"

Chen Bin took the initiative to control and suppress, put a debuff on the enemy, and then Old Eight took the lead.

If you want to rely on [Rational Big Slap] to kill or cripple the weirdness, you need to consume a lot of mental energy, and your hands will probably be numb by then.

"Woof!"

Old Eight barked and pounced directly on the dean. He opened his mouth, and sharp teeth grew out of his sticky upper jaw. His soft feet, shaped like maple leaves, also stretched out sharp claws.

"Old Eight has actually begun to evolve. He didn't have these sharp weapons before. He only had two fighting methods: binding with the tongue and swallowing with the mouth."

Chen Bin didn't know whether Old Eight evolved by swallowing the ghost money or evolved naturally as he fought in the dungeon.

Or maybe it was both.