My Weekly Refreshing Mentor Spirit

The light band of the M87 Nebula flickers overhead, and the cheering Interstellar Corps are also preparing for a grand party and holiday to showcase this great feat they have explored.

At the banquet, some people play music, some cheer, and some sing.

Xue Dili smiled briefly; he had no plans to join this banquet. After having a drink with a member he seemed to have met before, he quietly left this place that didn’t belong to him.

Similarly, he gained a lot of information, whether it’s about those Subspace Evil Gods or about the Apostles, he had countless thoughts.

And, about the establishment of that academy...

...

"Hey brother, want to be a shareholder? Want to be above others? Here’s an excellent project, do you want to invest?" A person wearing only gold underwear, with a smiley mask on his face, said to his buddy beside him.

"What project? I’ve been tricked too many times, you better not think about getting even a penny from me." The other replied.

"Heard about the new boss? The fool who we fooled before, he has now inherited the position of the old boss and become the new boss. And now this new boss wants to start a Magic Academy and is looking for us to invest."

"The fool who we almost tricked into depression? Listen to my advice, that project is not worth investing in, that fool will probably lose even his shorts."

"Every year, there are new little rabbits we can fool..." the smiley mask naked man said.

"Here, how much money is needed? How many shares can I buy?" His buddy instantly pulled out a large bunch of various precious materials.

"Currently, we only accept techniques, treasure, and some real assets for shares." The mask man quickly collected that batch of materials into his gold underwear, with no intention of returning them.

"What are we waiting for? Let’s go, take my money!"

...

Scenes like these were unfolding throughout the Masked Ball.

With Xue Dili as the new official, he wanted to set some rules.

First: No fooling the boss.

Second: No causing irreversible harm to other normal people.

Third: Violators will be sealed and thrown into a small dark room, forbidden to seek fun.

Fourth: The Magic Academy is recruiting shareholders and sponsors, interested parties should contact privately.

Despite this announcement posted at the entrance, a throng of people quickly arrived, opening with: "Dog management, we came to give money? When will the school be built?"

"Hurry up, is the foundation laid? Where is the main campus selected? I think I can serve as chief designer."

"Get out of the way, with your skills, you’d only design the school like a circus. Give it to me; I can trick freshmen eight times in one night!"

"Can I pretend to be a pure schoolgirl and deceive the youths?"

"Cut your dense chest hair first before saying that!"

In an instant, the originally hungover group became extremely excited. Perhaps for them, drinking today and being drunk today was happiness, being able to fool was happiness, and if new things appeared, they also easily found happiness here.

In a way, their happiness threshold is very low; even the falling of a leaf can remind them of joyful things.

Though it’s bustling here, Xue Dili was not present because Xue Dili had fooled them, setting up only a self-service investment teleportation gate here.

They could only cast their treasures individually into this teleportation gate, the other side of which was Xue Dili’s Consciousness Space.

Xue Dili still had integrity, not purely deceiving, but each investor received a registered shareholder list.

Shareholders are ranked from bottom to top as Bronze, Silver, Gold, etc...

Even each tier is divided into several stars. You want to gain higher shares, higher authority, then make efforts to invest more treasures, new techniques, and rare minerals or heavenly materials and earthly treasures.

Receiving feedback from Xue Dili, those people cussed while receiving a booklet titled "Bronze-level Shareholder Certificate"; this was printed by Xue Dili on TaoBao, eight cents a copy, he still had a lot of them in stock now.

Yet even after cussing, they still cast more treasures into it again, fearing their rank was too low.

During the drinking and boasting, a mask man directly said: "Boss, two bowls of wine warmed up, and a small dish too."

The boss gave a half sinister smile under his mask, saying: "This is the shareholders’ gathering place, currently booked by the Magic Academy shareholders, small fry are not qualified to enter."

Saying this, he casually pulled out his own "Silver-level Shareholder Certificate."

"A Silver-level shareholder!" Someone immediately echoed.

"Oh my god, a Silver-level! Didn’t expect such a small Masked Ball; we could meet someone like this!"

"Little fry, quickly make way for the Silver-level shareholder!"

And he just grinned crookedly, pulling out the "Gold-level Shareholder Certificate" from his pocket, saying: "With this, can I drink here?"

In an instant, numerous masked people emerged from behind, respectfully bowing and saying: "The three-year term is up, welcoming the gold shareholder back to his place!"

"Quack! It’s a Gold shareholder! I didn’t recognize the mountain and the mountain! I’m rolling, I’m rolling!" After saying this, the boss curled into a ball, instantly rolling back to the kitchen.

Just then, Xue Dili, who came over to see what the Masked Ball was about: "..."

Not only here, Lu Yi walked over, seeing several groups performing such awkward dramas here, not knowing what kind of madness these people were under.