Little Baldy saw two strange people. To be more accurate, it was a human and a soul beast. What a unique soul beast. He was surprised to see other humans here. From the looks of it, they should be from the Federation. He had seen a few people from the Federation before, but this was the first time he saw such a young one.
The little baldy was very happy. He extended his hand and said loudly, "Hello!"
Rumble … rumble rumble rumble …
Simba, who was standing at the side, looked like he was about to explode. "Good for you, you idiot!"
Wang Zhong didn't know whether to laugh or cry. Taking a big stride forward, he shouted, "Run!"
He reminded the little baldy to hurry up and run. Although this fellow had foolishly tricked him, he could still rely on the Fate Stone to be reborn. If this fellow were to die, it would be a great injustice.
However, Wang Zhong and Simba once again witnessed their naivety. After sensing the aura of a level-7 creature, the little baldy grabbed his coffin and disappeared like a wisp of smoke …
Wang Zhong was dumbfounded. What the hell, he's even faster than me!
In the next second, an earth-shattering earth-shattering wave came crashing over. The dense earth special ability formed a wave that was over ten meters tall, spreading out in all directions. Wang Zhong and Simba roared as they rushed out.
"I hate baldies!" Simba screamed as he ran.
The potential of a human's life force was indeed limitless. Under the limit of their strength, the two burst forth with astonishing speed as they chased after the little baldy's butt. Two big and one small. One of them was even carrying a huge coffin on his back, but his speed wasn't slow at all. As for the rank 7 Crag Beast King, it didn't seem to have any interest in these little bugs. It only disliked people disturbing its sleep. After roaring for a while, it quieted down.
The three of them had finally escaped from danger. Leaning against a large boulder, they gasped for breath. The little baldy curiously sized up Wang Zhong and Simba, while Wang Zhong curiously looked back at the little baldy. Suddenly, the two of them looked at each other and burst into laughter.
"Hello, my name is Mu Zi. This is the first time I've seen someone from the Federation acting alone," said Mu Zi with a smile.
"Hello, Wang Zhong. Are you also here in your consciousness form?" Wang Zhong sized up Mu Zi. This feeling was very similar to his own, so he shouldn't have come here in his physical body.
Mu Zi smiled faintly. "We of the Tutankhamun Empire call this place the Soul World. Using the Soul Gate is our method. The Freedom Federation prefers to use spatial cracks. You're very strange."
Wang Zhong rubbed his nose. "Brother, you're even weirder, okay?"
"Your pet is very interesting," Mu Zi said. "It's rare to see this type of dimensional beast."
Simba was enraged, thoroughly enraged. He jumped up as if his hair had stood on end. "You're the pet! Your whole family are pets! I'm the great Fate Trickster! Little baldy, if you call me a pet again, I won't forgive you!"
Mu Zi scratched his head in embarrassment. "Ah, I'm sorry. I thought you were a low-grade dimensional lifeform. I've heard that high-grade dimensional lifeforms possess intelligence and strength not inferior to humans. You … seem to be very weak."
Simba rolled his eyes. "Little baldy, a true expert only needs wisdom!"
"I'm not bald. I shave regularly."
"He's still bald!"
"Being bald and being bald are two different things. One is not growing hair, and the other is shaving regularly …"
Wang Zhong couldn't help but laugh. These two were like old friends at first sight. They were so good at quarreling. Wang Zhong had gained a lot of information from Mu Zi's words. First of all, this really was the hyperdimension. Secondly, other people besides him would come here, including people from the Empire. It was just that their methods were different. Even the "frontlines" mentioned by Teacher Grace might be related to this place.
As a student, his level of authority was too low. The core information he could access was also too little. Wang Zhong definitely had to grasp this opportunity. However, Mu Zi didn't have a deep understanding of the Federation. He had only seen a few times the Freedom Federation's army besieging the dimensional beasts.
This also answered one of Wang Zhong's questions. How did the humans of the various continents communicate with each other during the history of the ocean being sealed? It was likely that the earliest contact had started from the hyperdimension. Wang Zhong was a curious baby, and the little baldy was even more so.
"Is coke really that good?"
"Do you guys really not need to fight?" "Is it illegal to kill people?"
Their ages were about the same, but their experiences were different. Both of them were deeply attracted to each other.
"Are there many mutated insect armies over there?"
"Are there any oases in the desert?"
The two looked as though they hadn't seen each other in eight lifetimes. Simba's eyes were as round as saucers. "Hey, hey! Can you let Simba say something? You two have been chatting for half an hour already!"
How could he continue living like this? He didn't even have the chance to speak. It was rare for him to come out for a breather, but he was actually ignored!
Wang Zhong and Simba chatted in full swing, wishing they could … At this moment, the coffin-like box behind the little baldy lit up. Feeling a little regretful, Mu Zi said, "Looks like we'll have to chat another time. I've almost used up all the soul energy I've accumulated. You're so awesome!"
Mu Zi looked at Wang Zhong with admiration. Not only did the descent of consciousness require a soul tool, it also required a large amount of energy. He didn't think that Wang Zhong, who was about the same age as him, would be so much more carefree than him. He even had such a special soul beast.
"I hope I'll have the chance to meet him again." Wang Zhong was also very happy. He suddenly felt that even if he were to die a few times, it would be worth it if he could meet such an interesting friend. Most importantly, he had gained an understanding of the wider world.
"Me too." After saying that, Mu Zi opened the coffin and walked in. Suddenly, he stuck his head out and looked at Simba. "I'm really not a baldy."
"I'm not a pet either!" Simba said stubbornly.
Not long after Mu Zi left, Wang Zhong felt his body turn fuzzy. His body gradually dissipated as he sunk into a deep, dark sleep.
This night's dream was clearly worlds apart from the previous one. When Wang Zhong woke up in the morning, he was brimming with energy. Quite a few of his doubts had been resolved, and the Tianjing Squadron now had hope. The haze caused by Reeves' departure had completely dissipated. Wang Zhong had displayed his strength and secured the position of captain. The Tianjing Squadron now possessed a true soul and confidence. Wang Zhong was an extremely powerful ranged soldier, while Grai was a soldier. These two strong points meant that the Tianjing Squadron wouldn't be eliminated in the first round. In fact, Emily, Scarlet, Lily, and Colby weren't weaklings. There were many times when a squadron needed a powerful soul figure to activate it.
Clearly, Reeves wasn't one of them. There were many areas where Wang Zhong was different from Reeves. Wang Zhong's outstanding theoretical understanding had provided him with quite a few concepts of group battles. If it was in the past, his words would definitely float away like a fart, and might even affect the living environment of others. However, it was different now. Everyone would use their hearts to experience the true meaning of group battles. It was about teamwork, and not one versus five. That was no different from a duel. The stronger a person was, the more they would be able to display teamwork in group battles, using the smallest amount of strength and the smallest amount of risk to exchange for the greatest results.
Depending on the opponent, the tasks of every position would be different. This way, one could adapt to the situation. For example, when facing an opponent with a powerful attack, the heavy soldier would not attack and would focus all his strength on defense. These opportunities were very likely to be traps. One shouldn't treat the opponent as a fool. One should do one's job well and believe in one's squadron members.
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