"Who is Chen Lingcun?"
"Eh? Why don't I have any impression of this name? "
"Isn't the weakest rookie Mi Xiaoqi?"
“.....”
The rookies began to whisper. They were surprised to realize that they did not have any impression of a person named "Chen Lingcun" in their memories.
The strongest and weakest were often the focus of attention. On the path of Psionic Ability cultivation, the stalwart figure that walked right in front was always the target of worship and pursuit. For example, Team Red's Shi Xiaobai, who had been absent from training for several days. His double S Class freak talent and the Perception of God were nearly mythical among the rookies. Everyone in the room knew of him.
And the dejected figure that was left behind should have been someone they were rather familiar with. Every time they encountered a setback, they would be exhausted from the defeat. Seeing the figure in front of them getting further and further away, they would gradually feel despair. As long as they turned back to look at the figure at the very back, the weakling that was weaker than them, they would feel a ridiculous and tragic sense of relief. They would even gain the strength to persist.
The weakest person was the source of their self-consolation, so it was naturally the focus of their attention!
However, who was Chen Lingcun?
The rookies racked their brains, but they could not recall any information regarding this name. They suddenly realized that they seemed to have overlooked something or forgotten something.
When Instructor Hisith called out the three words "Chen Lingcun" for the third time, a silver-haired youth stood up from his seat. He had his hands in his pockets and his head was lowered as he walked out from the crowd.
For some people, once they entered your line of sight, you would never be able to take your eyes off them. This silver-haired youth who walked out at this moment was one such case. Even though his head was slightly lowered, his handsome appearance still caused everyone to hold their breaths, unable to shift their gazes away.
"Ah? How can there be such a handsome guy? It's been so many days, yet I haven't noticed him? "A love-struck girl's eyes were already emitting hearts.
"What a handsome big brother. Strange, why doesn't This Baby have any impression of him?" A ten-year-old girl cocked her head in puzzlement.
"Heh heh, to be so handsome, serves him right to be the weakest." A particular ugly boy lampooned in his heart.
"Oh? Since when did I have such a person in my organization? "Han Feng, one of the two leaders of the Red Team, frowned.
Zeroexistence walked up to the platform under everyone's bewildered and amazed gazes. He stood a few meters away from Shi Xiaobai as a wry smile suffused across his lips.
"Very good! Very good! Very good! "
Hisith squinted his eyes as he stared at Lingcun for a moment. Suddenly, he laughed maniacally as he thrust his fingers into his fiery red hair. His body began to tremble.
"There's actually no information about you in my memory. Even I have neglected your existence. It seems like you're the same as a certain interesting fellow. Your appearance is close to perfect, but your sense of existence is close to zero. This interesting contradiction is really interesting!"
Hisith looked at Lingcun with burning eyes.
"You know that guy?!"
Lingcun suddenly looked up at Hisith as his breathing turned hurried. His pale green eyes suffused a red glow as he said through gritted teeth, "Where is that fellow now?"
Sith froze for a moment, then fell into deep thought.
"So that's the case. It seems like you came from the same place as that interesting fellow, so you have the same characteristics. Heh, I can see the hatred in your eyes. Your desire to kill him is so intense and urgent. Oh, I like the look in your eyes. You remind me of a happy time. "
Hisith grinned. "Your luck is not bad. I do know that fellow who looks similar to you. And I similarly know where he is now."
Upon hearing this, Lingcun's breathing stagnated. His pale green eyes were suddenly dyed with a layer of scarlet, but as if he thought of something, the scarlet color suddenly faded. The strange state lasted for half a second before it returned to its original state. Following that, he took a deep breath and gradually calmed down.
"As long as you tell me where he is. I'll agree to any condition. "
Lingcun looked up and locked eyes with Hisith. His calm words contained surging emotions and an unquestionable firmness.
"I see enough 'fun' from you. As long as you can show your value as a toy, I will satisfy all your desires."
Hisith stuck out his tongue and licked his lips. "It just so happens that I've thought of a 'rather difficult' game. If you can survive in that game, I'll tell you everything you want to know, including all the information about that man whose existence is nearly non-existent."
The people who were listening to the conversation in a daze were immediately alarmed. A game with "survival" as the goal?
"No matter what game it is, I'll accept it. We can begin now!" Lingcun answered without any hesitation.
"Very good. I'm really liking you more and more."
Hisith's joyful expression suddenly turned cold. He changed the topic and said, "Although I'm very satisfied with the 'fun' you bring, I'm still filled with doubts if you have the qualifications to participate in my game. Because, you are just too weak."
Hisith looked down at the booklet in his hand and said with a chuckle, "You really live up to being this batch's weakest rookie."
"Come, my adorable toys, listen carefully to what it means to be truly weak."
Hisith turned to face the seated rookies and began reading the words in the booklet.
"Chen Lingcun. Mind Expanse: F Class. No Psionic genes."
"Ability test: F Class. Only 1 point."
"Psionic Ability realm: First level of the Psionic Mortal Realm."
"Offensive skill grasped: None."
"Defensive skill grasped: None."
"Movement technique grasped: None."
"Evaluation points: 3 points. Rating: F Class."
Hisith announced Lingcun's personal information one by one. He did not hold back in exposing the unsightly natural endowment evaluation. Lingcun's "weakness" was immediately exposed in front of everyone.
The dead silence lasted for half a second before the mocking and taunting voices exploded. The female rookies who had hearts in their eyes gradually turned cold.
"Heh heh, what trash-like data."
"Pui! I was tempted by him. I never expected him to be trash. What a waste of good looks."
"Mi Xiaoqi is much stronger than him. He's indeed the weakest rookie in this batch of [Annihilation]. Heh, he's probably the weakest rookie in [Gaia]."
"How did he enter [Gaia] when he's so weak? Did he go through the back door?"
"Look at how soft and tender he looks. Perhaps he got those old perverts from the upper echelons to go through the back door?"
"Maybe he's a kept woman of those high and mighty old women."
“.....”
The vile mockery was not stopped at all. Hisith's smiling face seemed to encourage the crowd to say even more vicious words. The rookies who were subconsciously mocking him seemed to understand the meaning behind Hisith's smile. More and more humiliating words poured out from their mouths.
Weakling, gigolo, going through the back door, and other such deplorable words were used in all sorts of filthy and vicious ways. Instantly, the entire classroom was drowned in a wave of invective.
Hisith was all smiles, as though he was enjoying himself.
Lingcun remained silent. His expression was calm, but his hands in his pockets were clenched and released. He clenched and released them again …
Suddenly, a voice filled with anger exploded like thunder amidst the wave of invective!
"Shut up! Shut up! Shut up! All of you shut up for This King! "
Shi Xiaobai's eyebrows furrowed coldly as he stretched out his finger to sweep across the seated crowd. Roar after roar of "shut up" spewed out from his throat like a volcanic eruption.
"Shut up! Shut up! Shut up … "
The crowd's clamor did not come to an abrupt end, but under the persistent and crazy shouts, it gradually turned softer and softer, as though it no longer had any strength.
And the mockery and invective seemed to have lost its "joy" and meaning at this moment.
One rookie after another could not help but shut their mouths.
When the last rookie stopped his mockery, only the frail youth was left roaring in the classroom.
The youth's voice was somewhat hoarse and cracked, but it was shocking.
"It's finally quiet!"
When Shi Xiaobai realized that only his voice was left in the classroom, he stopped his monotonous roaring in satisfaction.
He coughed, as though he was about to say something.
Everyone could not help but hold their breaths in anticipation. This bumpkin seemed to have gone mad. What was he trying to say by asking them to quiet down?
"This King really does not understand. What are all of you mocking?"
Shi Xiaobai faced everyone's gazes and said righteously, "Trash? Weakling? These definitions that you think are infallible are all bullsh * t to This King! "
"Have you seen a true trash? Have you seen a true weakling? Do you understand what it means to be weak? "
"No, all of you do not know what it means to be truly weak!"
Shi Xiaobai's angry look stunned everyone. What he said was even more incomprehensible. What was he trying to express?
"Don't you want to play games? Come on! This King will accompany you to the end! This King will teach all of you what it means to be truly weak! "
Shi Xiaobai sneered and pointed at himself with his thumb.
"This King is the true weakling and trash!"
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