Godly Stay-Home Dad

Buzz!

His words excited the crowd and stirred up a lot of discussions.

"He underestimated our tutor's strength!"

Chu Chang'an sneered and added, "As an Ancient Demonic Beast, the Three-tailed Rat is endowed with supernatural power. It's normal for it to see things clearly. How could he lie to us?"

"Jealousy makes people lost. That's what my dad said," Benny, who was slightly chubby, said. "At first, I didn't understand. But today, I get it. Isn't Mr. Fu jealous of the treatment for our tutor? Our tutor is so powerful that he was acknowledged by the Ancient Demonic Beast, but Mr. Fu was defeated. He feels ashamed, so after the Three-tailed Rat left, he stood out to challenge our tutor."

"Yes, he didn't dare to speak just now, but he is now acting arrogantly before us. I don't like it," Fan Xiaoshuang said.

"We seem to be able to see our tutor make his move," Ling Duoduo said in high spirits.

"Are you just going to watch it for fun?" Chu Chang'an could not help glancing at her. "You're an auditor and need to sign up for the class. If our tutor fights today, everyone will know how powerful he is. Aha, limited seats."

"Huh?"

Chu Chang'an was not far from Zhang Han, so Zhang Han also heard his words.

"Yes, limited seats."

Zhang Han thought to himself, "I can limit the seats for the auditors. How could I forget that?"

He touched his chin and smiled softly.

"Mr. Treasure."

The president of the branch said, "Mr. Fu is now challenging you. You can accept it or refuse it. It doesn't matter which choice you make."

"Well, okay, I accept it." Zhang Han nodded.

"You accepted it?"

The eyes of the dean, De Xi, lit up. "Fine. You can go to the ring."

No matter what the result was, he only wanted to see if Mr. Treasure was capable enough.

"Aha, great!"

Mr. Fu laughed out loud and flashed into the ring.

"Finally, the battle will begin!"

"It's a battle of illusions. I'm so excited!" He Lun could not help holding his breath.

The six students were the most serious ones in watching the battle among all people. They gazed at Zhang Han and looked forward to his great performance.

More and more people were talking about the battle.

Everyone thought that Zhang Han would go to the ring and have a fierce and wonderful battle with Mr. Fu.

However, what happened then was different from what they had imagined.

Under everyone's gaze, Zhang Han walked to the ring step by step.

When he stood in the ring, the president of the branch raised his left hand and looked at the smart wristband. He suddenly froze. Hadn't he set the color of the smart wristband to black? Why did it turn white?

It was strange.

He did not think it over. He controlled the wristband with his thought and raised the energy layer in the ring.

Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!

A pale golden light wave slowly rose from the four corners of the ring and covered the entire field. Then the president of the branch said, "The battle of illusions begins. This battle will end where it should."

"Okay."

Mr. Fu grinned and said, "Don't worry, Mr. Treasure. If you are no match for me in illusions, I won't hurt you. If you are stronger than me and hurt me, I won't blame you!"

"Well, okay."

Zhang Han nodded gently.

"Then let's begin."

Mr. Fu's eyes lit up.

He made a big move and displayed his quite powerful occult art.

"They're fighting!"

"I wonder who will win!"

Everyone present, especially the students, got excited.

"Tutor, you must win!" cheered Fan Xiaoshuang, while clenching her fists.

Ling Duoduo waved her hands. "He will definitely win."

However, what was happening seemed to be deviated from their thoughts.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

Under the powerful and intensive attacks of Mr. Fu, "Zhang Han" was at a disadvantage in the ring. It seemed that he would be defeated in less than a minute.

"Good-for-nothing!"

Several people who had a good relationship with Mr. Fu sneered.

"How dare he come to be a tutor in the Dragnet Academy with just these skills?"

"Aha, he did become a tutor through the influence of his family. I hated him a long time ago. Today, he finally showed his true colors."

"Mr. Fu, a nice victory! Nice! Today, all of us, including the president of the branch, witnessed the fact that Mr. Fu is much more powerful than him. Mr. Fu will definitely be able to return to the Illusions Department!"

"..."

Chu Chang'an, Ling Duoduo, and the other four people were silent. They stared at the ring in a daze without blinking their eyes.

"What's going on?"

"Our tutor lost? Is he really no match for that person?"

"This... Why is it like this? It shouldn't be like this!"

Many students in Grade Two were in an uproar.

"Such skills are even worse than mine. How could he become a tutor?"

"Isn't this an example that I would also be competent for the job if I were him?"

"Really interesting."

The dean, De Xi, shook his head and thought to himself with a heavy sigh, "No wonder he didn't dare to come. It's a pity. I thought he had some ability, but he had a really poor performance."

The president of the branch viewed him with suspicion.

"Headmaster Shan, is this the person you asked me to take care of? For such a person, I'll be in a dilemma."

When he heard Headmaster Shan talk about the person before, he clearly felt from his tone and words that this person was very strong. However, the scene in front of him...

Just as the president of the branch had such a thought in his mind, he was abruptly shocked!

"Wait!"

Swoosh!

His expression changed, and he looked at his right wrist at lightning speed.

That white wristband.

"The white wristband.

"White.

"White!"

Hiss!

The president of the branch felt as cold as if he had fallen into an ice cave, and a shiver ran along the spine to his mind.

His heart beat faster.

He activated the soul sense.

"Break!"

He applied the occult art into his eyes, and then his eyes sparkled.

He saw it.

He saw the boundless white mist, and gradually, the mist faded away.

"What!"

He saw that Mr. Treasure was standing on the right side, dozens of meters away from him, and looking at the ring quietly.

"Oh my god!

"What level of illusions is this?

"Oh my god!"

The facial muscles of the president of the branch began to tremble.

Even the leader of the Seven Illusions Sect did not have such a skill!

He, he actually created an ultra-large illusionary scene that covered the whole field!

Suddenly, under his blank gaze, Zhang Han turned his head slightly, glanced at him, smiled gently, nodded and said, "It's not too late to react now."

"I, I..."

The president of the branch smiled bitterly.

Only now did he understand that the color of his wristband had been deliberately changed by Mr. Treasure.

If he had been vigilant at that time, he would have been able to find something wrong.

Unfortunately, in the academy, he was not vigilant enough.

"I'm impressed by your frightening skills. I'm convinced," the president of the branch said to Zhang Han, while cupping one hand in the other.

"Well, Class Nine of the Illusions Department can hold ten auditors at most. Could you please help me deal with it?" Zhang Han said.

"Okay, I'll change the system settings on the website later." The president of the branch nodded. Then, he wanted to say something but stopped on second thought.

He was very curious about the strength of this person in front of him. He also wondered how great his attainments in illusions would be.

But he could not ask now.

After thinking about it, he gave up and decided to ask Headmaster Shan later.

"So that's what Headmaster Shan meant when he asked me to take care of this person."

The president of the branch finally understood that Headmaster Shan just wanted him to change the system settings, run errands, and serve the drink for this person.

This man was even stronger than him.

"Bye."

After that, Zhang Han turned around and left.

After taking about a dozen steps, there came a clattering. Under everyone's gaze, the first illusionary scene slowly faded away.

Zhang Han's figure disappeared from the ring, and the defensive golden energy layer around the ring also dissipated. However, Mr. Fu was still dancing in the ring, and the crowd could still see the smile of a winner on his face.

"Huh?"

"Where is Mr. Treasure?"

"What happened?"

"Why is Mr. Treasure gone?"

Many people were stunned.

However, Chu Chang'an and his fellows looked around quickly and saw that Zhang Han was striding away and about to walk out of the square.

"It's an illusion!"

Chu Chang'an exclaimed, "What we just saw was an illusion!"

Clatter!

There was a silence in the whole field.

A second thought incurred profound fear.

"It's really an illusion."

The dean, De Xi, turned slightly pale. "It's really an illusion. I can't imagine that he actually created a large illusion and included everyone in it."

"What kind of skill is this?"

"When did he create the illusion?"

"I didn't feel it at all."

"It's terribly amazing. It is a divine skill!"

Everyone was dumbfounded.

As for Mr. Fu's good friends, the clothing on their backs was soaked in a cold sweat.

"How terrifying! With such a skill, he could kill us easily."

After the people present found it out, they were in an uproar for a few seconds. Then, gradually, there was a silence in the field again.

They all stared at Zhang Han's back, until he went far away and disappeared from the square.

"Aha! We had a wonderful fight!"

Mr. Fu, who was dancing in the ring, suddenly laughed out loud. With a proud look on his face, he cupped one hand in the other and said to the front, "Mr. Treasure, thank you for letting me win. Your strength in illusions is not bad, but... Huh?"

Before he could finish his words, Mr. Fu had felt that the scene before him changed. He was suddenly stunned.

"Huh? Where is he?"

Swoosh!

He turned his head and looked around, but failed to find Zhang Han.

"Dean, where is Mr. Treasure?"

Mr. Fu seemed to have found something, and he got a bad feeling as he asked the question.

"He is gone," the dean, De Xi, said with a sigh.

After hesitating for a while, he said, "He included all of us in his illusion. All the scenes you just experienced were created by him. Well, that is to say, you lost, completely. That is to say, Mr. Treasure's attainments in illusions are extremely great. That is to say, he is more than qualified to be the tutor of Class Nine of the Illusions Department."

Buzz!

What a dagger in his heart!

Mr. Fu's eyes slowly widened.

He stumbled all of a sudden and fell flop on the ground, dumbfounded.

His two good friends hesitated for a moment, looked at the president of the branch, and then got up to help him down.

"For the battle between Mr. Treasure and Mr. Fu, the winner is Mr. Treasure," the president of the branch said in a deep voice.

Actually, he was less talkative.

But at the moment, being shocked, he thought about it and added, "In the past few days, I've heard some voices of doubt from many tutors and students behind the back of Mr. Treasure. It's rumored that he became a tutor through the influence of his family on Headmaster Shan. Now, I can tell you that Headmaster Shan did arrange for him to be a tutor here, but with his strength, Headmaster Shan took great pains in inviting him here. Headmaster Shan did it just for your cultivation. If the academy makes an arrangement in the future, don't get paranoid about it or gossip about it. That's all. The battles between students in Grade Two begin."

After that, the president of the branch and his assistant turned around and left.

The crowd just stayed, dumbfounded.

The tutors looked at each other and began to discuss in a low voice.

The students in Grade Two did not know whether to battle or not. The ring was even taken away by the president of the branch.

There were more and more discussions among the new students.

"Aha."

Chu Chang'an sneered and said, "Who said that the students in Class Nine of the Illusions Department were unlucky and poor? We don't like to argue. We only like to fight."

"Did you see that? Mr. Treasure, the tutor of Class Nine of the Illusions Department. Even the president of the branch was amazed by his strength."

"He could include everyone present in his illusion, which requires a very high level of attainments in illusions. Even those tutors failed to find it. It's obvious that there is a great gap between the tutors and Mr. Treasure."

"Mr. Treasure is so powerful. No, no. I'm going to attend his class tomorrow."

"What did you say?" Ling Duoduo suddenly cried out upon hearing this. She looked at the male student who was speaking, shook her head, and said, "Mr. Treasure is powerful, but he doesn't teach well. He would play videos he found on the Internet in class. He doesn't teach you anything at all. Don't be fooled."

Her eyes were full of vigilance.

Even she was just an auditor. If there were more students signing up for the seats of auditors, she would have a headache.

How could she get a seat?

"Can I ask my father to get a permanent seat from Headmaster Shan?"

Ling Duoduo pondered for a moment.

In the end, she rejected the idea in her heart.

It was true that Mr. Treasure was powerful, but... it was not necessary to ask her father for help.

"I'll just wait and see," Ling Duoduo thought to herself.

At the same time, she made an eye gesture to Chu Chang'an.

In the face of the questions from many of his friends, Chu Chang'an nodded and said, "She's right. So far, we've been practicing illusions according to some videos on the website. We haven't learned anything from our tutor yet. He told us to practice according to the videos on the website for the time being. Well, yes, that's it."

"Even if Mr. Treasure just plays videos, I'll attend his class as an auditor."

Some students did not listen to them at all. Even, there were some people taking a fancy to Zhang Han's appearance.

"Even if I just go to see his pretty face, it's pleasing to the eye."

"Yes, I like Mr. Treasure very much now. I'm his fan."

"..."

Seeing this scene, Ling Duoduo had a headache. She covered her cheek with her right hand and let out a deep sigh.

She was so helpless.

Five minutes later, the tutors dispersed the sound-proof cover and had mixed feelings.

They had already decided to visit Mr. Treasure some day and disassociate themselves from the recent gossips and rumors. It was partly because Mr. Treasure had gained a firm foothold. More than that, they wanted to be friends with Mr. Treasure because of his great strength.

It had been none of their business, but it was different when Mr. Treasure was powerful. It was a good thing to have more strong friends.

This was what they were thinking, and they also made an investigation. Some tutors even sent Zhang Han a friend request on their contacts.

But they got no reply.

"Well, everyone, quiet, please. The battles between students in Grade Two will begin," a relatively calm tutor said.

"Before the battles, I'd like to say a few words. You've watched the battles of the Three-tailed Rat, whose three illusionary scenes are very powerful and stable. This kind of illusionary scene is an important part of the cultivation of illusions, and it's also a transitional means. The Three-tailed Rat won all three battles because of its extraordinary talent. But later, we saw the skills of illusions Mr. Treasure used, which were greatly superior to that of the Three-tailed Rat. The illusionary world is just a means. Such a person as Mr. Treasure, who can freely control and display illusions, is at a higher level."

"However, this kind of high-level illusion is not for you at the current stage. You have to learn it step by step. The battles of students in Grade Two can greatly help you determine your short-time cultivation goals. You should learn and watch carefully. You mustn't aim too high..."

After the instructions of the tutor, the students in Grade Two began to have a friendly battle in the open space in front of them.

The battles were not anything like as excellent as the previous ones.

But many students in Grade One could understand the battles, which was the meaning of the demonstration competition.

Zhang Han went to meet Zi Yan and the others. Just like a few days ago, they went shopping and visited exotic places.

At about three o'clock in the afternoon, Mengmeng and her fellows ran over.

They searched the Internet for good restaurants.

Interestingly, there was also a night fair street here. It was tidy and well-organized, and the buildings were similar to those in ancient times.

Maybe it had been organized by Headmaster Shan.

The street was ablaze with lights, and various snacks dazzled their eyes.

"We can eat here in the next few days." Yue Xiaonao looked around and wanted to keep eating, but she did not have an infinite stomach!

"It tastes good."

"Some giant chunks of roasted meat are really tasty."

The others also remarked, "I still like that porridge."

"Sister Mengmeng, this kind of candy is very sweet. Do you want to eat one?" Chen Chuan said.

"You go ahead." Mengmeng waved her little hand.

The motion was very similar to Zhang Han's usual movements.

They were already full when they only went as far as about one-fifth of the street.

"There is a city in front, like an ancient city. Shall we go and have a look?" Zhou Fei saw that on the right side of the snack street, a bridge was connected to the gate of a city in the distance across the river. The city was brightly lit and crowded with people.

"Let's go."

They slowly walked over.

The bridge was a hundred meters long and looked very magnificent. The river below was very wide, but the currents were so rapid. The clatter came from below constantly.

Many couples were walking on the bridge, who went out shopping.

They walked along the bridge and entered the city. There were streets and alleys of antique style.

"It should also be organized by Headmaster Shan. Some of the characters in the shops are the ancient characters from our home."

"It's pretty."

While they were enjoying their leisure time, a voice of surprise abruptly came from the side.

.

"Huh? Mr. Treasure!"

He turned his head and saw Ling Duoduo and her five friends walking quickly towards him.

Ling Duoduo greeted, "Mr. Treasure, you have so many friends in the academy."

She looked around and gazed at everyone for two seconds.

Seeing Mengmeng and her fellows, Ling Duoduo knew that they should also be new students. As for the others, she was not sure. Maybe they were students in Grade Two or in Grade Three.

"Hello, I'm Ling Duoduo from Class Three of the Illusions Department." She waved her hand.

"We're from Class One of the Incantation Department," Yue Xiaonao replied.

Ling Duoduo nodded slightly and took her leave.

She just came over to say hello. Also, she wanted to attend Zhang Han's class.

After walking far away, a few of her friends asked curiously, "Duoduo, you actually went to say hello. It's very strange."