Chapter 563: Junior College Dao Enlightenment (Thanks to 'Osmanthus and Wine' for Becoming Alliance Leader)

Chapter 563: Enlightenment at the Junior College (Thanks to 'Osmanthus and Wine' for becoming a patron)

This is Bao Biao, a freshman in the Security Department of a junior college.

As a junior college student, Bao Biao seems to possess a confidence before the camera lens that sets him apart from his peers.

Throughout the filming, he insists that the crew refer to him as a university student.

"Whether by law or by school regulations, we junior college students are a type of university student."

"Do you know? We are allowed to call ourselves university students; even the Heavenly Court permits it."

"My dream? To work for a company with high benefits."

"The company must at least provide bottled water, spirit-realm data subsidies, and 24-hour overtime with provided stimulants, so I can stay awake for free."

"I need to be able to walk around freely while working, and it would be best if they provided a restroom, so I could save on the cost of modifications."

"I know it's not easy to find a job now that offers clean water, a restroom, and the ability to stay awake. Many say my standards are too high... but I am a university student, not a vocational school student, and I believe we university students should have some aspirations."

To find his dream job, Bao Biao trains diligently on campus every day, even signing up for the Foundation Establishment exam in his first year.

Although he failed the exam, Bao Biao remains full of confidence.

When asked by the director, Bao Biao explains that he simply wasn't prepared in his first year, and he still has a chance to earn his Foundation Establishment certificate in the remaining years.

A month later, when the crew meets Bao Biao again, they find this once-spirited student looking utterly dejected.

"I haven't slept for seven whole days."

Before the camera, the student complains incessantly, repeatedly suggesting that a nearby pharmaceutical factory has contaminated the school's water supply to make students fall asleep more easily, thereby selling more stimulants.

However, when the topic turns to his studies, Bao Biao still shows excitement.

"In the last exam, I took down a tenant in 3 seconds, chased away a delivery person in 5, and could retreat unscathed from a thug in 0.5 seconds."

"The teacher said I look like I've been working in security for ten years."

A month later, when the crew visits Bao Biao's dormitory, his roommate informs them that Bao Biao is gone.

"What do you mean by 'gone'?"

"He offended a senior student from the main university, damaged someone's magical artifact, and was dragged off to be refined into a living soul..."

The crew feels helpless at Bao Biao's disappearance, but they understand that this is the life of a junior college student: a collision with a university student, a corporate error, a school's negligence, or a fluctuation in stock prices can all lead to the rise and fall of their existence.

The crew has no choice but to pause the filming of Bao Biao and begin recording the next junior college student.

...

Zhang Yu withdraws his gaze and looks at the title of the script: One Hundred Ways for a Junior College Student to Die.

"Is this really a documentary?"

Thinking about having to embody hundreds of ways for a junior college student to die, Zhang Yu hesitates: "This is a bit masochistic."

His eyes shift to the next simulation script.

This time, there is not only a text summary but also some video clips.

The protagonist is a junior college student studying logistics management...

...

During his three years of high school, the family only had enough money for one person to attend tutoring classes.

Between his older brother and Ah Ming, the father chose the brother.

Without money for tutoring, Ah Ming's grades plummeted, landing him at the bottom of the social hierarchy; he could only eat in the restroom, take classes on his knees, and have his homework stolen... enduring endless humiliation.

After the college entrance exam, Ah Ming left home with his junior college admission letter.

On the way out, his father looked at him with a complex expression: "Ah Ming..."

"Ah Ming is going to junior college! You chose this, Father!"

"Do you have any idea how I spent those three years in high school?"

He left without looking back, telling himself over and over that he would transfer to a four-year university, that he would get a better job than his brother, and that he would prove his father had chosen the wrong person!

On the way to school, Ah Ming remembered the changing expressions of everyone who learned he was a junior college student, the passages they couldn't use, the areas they couldn't enter, the warnings only they could see, and the fact that they couldn't board the same flying boats as university students...

He etched these humiliations, one by one... firmly into his heart.

He told himself repeatedly that attending junior college wasn't shameful; attending a vocational school was.

He told himself that junior college students earned their place through ability, as only the college entrance exam could get them in. Unlike universities, where there were plenty of backdoors and crooked paths to entry.

During his eight years at junior college, he surpassed one rival after another.

These junior college students were all so hardworking, all constantly taking out loans, all buried in debt...

As Ah Ming surpassed them one by one, he sometimes couldn't tell who was who, as if they were all carved from the same mold.

And every time he surpassed one, he would always find countless more similar junior college students above them.

It was like a road with no end; no matter how hard Ah Ming ran, he could never see the finish line.

By the year of his graduation, Ah Ming had failed to transfer to a four-year university. He decided to find a job.

He meticulously prepared his resume and made plans for every situation he might encounter in an interview.

Then, Ah Ming discovered that the jobs he could find didn't require interviews; if he arrived early enough, he could start that same day.

In just one year, Ah Ming's loans hadn't decreased, nor had his savings increased; his daily work felt like running on a treadmill... always staying in the same place.

"Heh... go to junior college, live a life of mediocrity."

He had thought he would stay in place his whole life, never comparing to a university student, but he never expected that a file download error would lead him to download the remnant soul of an immortal.

...

Seeing this, Zhang Yu is slightly stunned, then looks at the episode titles and descriptions below the script.

Episode 2: Fallen Immortal Venerable, Starting from Laying Bricks

Episode 3: Slapping the Intermediary, Shocking the Construction Site

Episode 4: Switching to Courier Sorting, Sorting Champion, Foreman Skeptical

Episode 5: A Challenge from a Formal Employee! Level 3 Formal Employee, Nothing Special

Episode 6: Wealth Sought in Danger, Taking a Loan to Buy a Flying Sword

Episode 7: Finally an Elite Delivery Person, Boundless Prospects!

Episode 8: 300 Orders a Day, Shocking the Station Master

Episode 9: Humiliated and Enraged, The Reporting Begins

Episode 10: The Dark Delivery World Strikes! Situation Critical

Episode 11: Immortal Venerable Transmits Dharma, Sword Mastery Perfected

...

Finale: Special Approval from the Immortal Emperor! Transfer to University! Finally Becoming a University Student!

Looking at these episode titles, Zhang Yu twitches his mouth and thinks to himself: "A power fantasy for junior college students, is it?"

"I am here to gather authentic intelligence on vocational students, not to amuse myself."

"Besides, it doesn't feel right either."

Zhang Yu shook his head and scanned the remaining scripts, encountering titles like Vocational Romance Story, Non-Standard Vocational Life, Call Me a College Student, and Slumdog Vocational Millionaire...

The more Zhang Yu read, the more he felt something was amiss: "These are far too entertaining and lack any semblance of reality."

He returned to the beginning, convinced that he should experience the most authentic vocational student script.

Watching the story of Xiao Ming and Xiao Hong studying in the Vocational Romance Department, Zhang Yu felt this one was more grounded.

Donning the spirit interface mask, he connected his consciousness to the spirit realm...

A moment later, Zhang Yu removed the mask, his eyes reflecting a trace of world-weariness, his gaze revealing an unprecedented maturity and wisdom, as if he were a sage who had seen all the vicissitudes of life.

Fu Ji asked curiously, "How was it?"

Zhang Yu sighed with emotion: "It turns out there was an ancient sect called the Supreme Dao, which followed the path of Supreme Oblivion, requiring one to abandon family and kin, eventually viewing all living beings as mere straw dogs."

"But the cultivation method of the Supreme Dao was too difficult; the ancients were limited by their era and found it hard to truly abandon their families, so fewer than one in ten succeeded, with a failure rate that was far too high."

"Thus, a predecessor of great wisdom reorganized the cultivation method, structuring it from simple to difficult, allowing one to achieve the path of Supreme Oblivion step by step."

Zhang Yu spoke eloquently: "The first step is to watch helplessly as others forcibly cultivate with one's own partner."

"The next level of difficulty is to watch them forcibly cultivate with one's own father."

"Following this, step by step, until one can witness the entire family cultivating together before one's eyes and remain indifferent, heart turned to ash, one reaches the supreme realm of Supreme Oblivion."

"This entire system of cultivation is a true progression, not requiring one to abandon family immediately, but allowing one to slowly master the path of Supreme Oblivion from simple to difficult; it is considered a great innovation in the world of immortality."

"But that was only the beginning..."

Zhang Yu sighed again and continued: "Later, the Joyous Sect merged with the Supreme Dao, taking its essence and discarding the dross, further improving this cultivation method."

"Using an entire family to cultivate one person is too inefficient, and the ratio of consumption to output is far too high."

"But what if every single person in that family is also cultivating the Supreme Oblivion?"

"Then every member of the family becomes cultivation resources for the others."

"Every act of forced cultivation becomes spiritual nourishment for everyone in the household."

"With this single change, the Joyous Sect increased the output of talent by more than tenfold, and by virtue of this method, they pioneered the Path of Passion."

"Only after attaining passion can one forget it, and only after forgetting it can one be truly passionate; this is the path taken by the Nectar God-Monarch of the current Joyous University, known as the Supreme Passionate Dao."

Fu Ji remarked, "I couldn't tell; you simulated the life of a vocational student, yet you learned quite a lot."

"Is this a lot?" Zhang Yu smiled slightly: "There is more."

"Although the Supreme Passionate Dao greatly improved the efficiency of talent cultivation, it still had its flaws. After all, not everyone has a firm Dao heart; even with a path provided from simple to difficult, not everyone can pass through it smoothly..."