Simba's expression was extremely ferocious. He wanted Wang Zhong to submit, but the little Wang Zhong was all smiles as he looked at Simba. He even took the initiative to walk over and touch him. To the little Wang Zhong, let alone a cute clown, even a monster was the cutest existence in the world of darkness.
Simba took two steps back and rubbed his red nose. He didn't expect to meet such a foolish child. Forget it, the great Fate Trickster wouldn't bicker with him.
"Child, what's your name?"
"Wang Zhong, are you really called Simba? You're so cute!"
"No, wimpy child. There's no need to use the word 'cute' to describe the great Fate Trickster. I'm a great existence that transcends fate!"
It was clear that Simba wasn't satisfied with the word 'cute'.
"Then call me Wang Zhong, and I'll call you Simba. I can also call you the handsome Simba." Wang Zhong's eyes flickered with intelligence as he curiously looked at the clown. He tried to get closer to the clown, but found that the distance between them hadn't changed. He really wanted to … rub his nose.
The Fate Trickster pondered for a moment and found that he didn't have many methods to deal with this child.
"Alright, Wang Zhong, your fortune has arrived. Do you want to become a great hero? Do you want to become the king of the world? Do you want to become the ruler of the masses?"
The Fate Trickster's voice was resounding and impassioned. It was as if he was the hero that was the center of attention, receiving the worship of countless people. Coupled with his colorful radiance and exaggerated body language, a mere wimpy child wouldn't immediately cry and shout that he wanted to become a hero!
"I don't want to." Wang Zhong casually replied after admiring the clown's exaggerated body language. He then extended his hand, wanting to touch the clown. He really wanted to pinch his nose as if it was fake.
… …
The scene was a bit awkward. The clown looked at Wang Zhong in disbelief. The child's calm and indifferent expression had deeply provoked him. Was this wimpy child an idiot? Why would the Fate Stone choose him?
"Why don't you want to? Are you an idiot?!" Simba anxiously said. If Wang Zhong refused, it would mean that he had no value in existence.
"I don't want to!" Wang Zhong said craftily. "You're really stupid. Do you want to reason with a child?"
The clown was dumbfounded. He scratched his head. What Wang Zhong said made sense … But … that's right, he was being unreasonable!
Why did she have to reason with a little wimp!
"Very good. As expected, you have the rebellious spirit. We are very compatible. Fate is a wooden club. Let us happily beat it together!" The clown didn't give Wang Zhong any chance to object. He blabbered on in one breath and even made the decision for Wang Zhong.
The whole world quietened down, just like in the past.
After a while, Wang Zhong looked at the clown seriously. "Can you be my friend?"
"Little brat, if you want to be Simba's friend, you'll have to pay a huge price!" The clown nodded.
"I'm not afraid!" Wang Zhong replied firmly.
"Then let's give it a try!" The clown said. After all, this little brat was chosen by the Fate Stone.
"It's a deal. Pinky promise for a hundred years!" Wang Zhong extended his hand. The clown happily extended his hand as well. It felt a little strange, like an eraser …
The Fate Trickster didn't notice the smile on Wang Zhong's face. A sick child who could face death at any moment longed to have a playmate. Furthermore, it was such an interesting clown. The reason he refused was because he was afraid. He was afraid that if he agreed to the clown, the clown would disappear like the fairy tale characters Aunt Shirley had told him about. There was nothing more painful than endless darkness.
In the next second, the clown's expression crumbled. Wang Zhong had actually … actually seized the opportunity to pinch his nose!!!
His noble, incomparably handsome, and most importantly, his nose!
Wang Zhong's joyful laughter rang out from the darkness. This was the happiest he had ever been since he could remember. Of course, it was accompanied by Simba's screams as he flew into the sky …
So it turned out that being alive was such a happy thing.
Year 526, Tianjing City, one of the hundred largest cities of the Freedom Federation. Tianjing Heroic Soul Academy was famous for its rune technology. Every year, the academy would be bustling with noise and excitement.
"Students, students, come over and take a look. The soldier department's top society, the Immortal Barrier Society, is recruiting new students!"
"Don't miss out on this opportunity! Become a future commander, a camp of geniuses, the Arbitration Society. Hey, student, take a look at that information. This is your first step towards glory! “
"One of the ten great societies of the rune department, the Divine Eye Society, is recruiting as long as you have talent. Idiots, move to the side. Come come come!"
The entire school plaza was as lively as a wet market. The freshmen's recruitment season was undoubtedly the season of competition. The seniors all wore their most handsome clothes and styled their hair to look like those from the performance department. On one side, they were recruiting new students while on the other, they were looking for beautiful junior sisters. What could be more motivating than this?
"Hey, student. I'm the president of the Prodigy Society. The Prodigy Society will be one of the five great societies in the future. Joining us is the wisest decision you've made since entering the academy. This place only exists for you, who stand out from the masses. Hey, dear junior sisters, don't go. Listen to your senior brother first." Student Ma Dong did his best to make his smile appear amiable and amiable. However, the two cute junior sisters still fled at lightning speed.
"Isn't the Prodigy Society on the society blacklist? They actually dared to come out and swindle people."
"That's right. Hurry up and leave. That president looks like a hoodlum. Dad said that we must be careful of sweet-talking and black-hearted seniors. He's exactly like that!"
Seeing the two girls' expressions as if they were guarding against a thief, Student Ma Dong felt very hurt. Wang Zhong, who was standing to the side, laughed. "You should just give up. There are people selling the freshmen handbook everywhere. It has a detailed introduction to the various societies in the school."
"Laugh. Just laugh. In any case, you're the vice-president. Can't you have a bit of a sense of responsibility?"
Wang Zhong couldn't help but smile. There were only two people in the society. One was the president, and the other was the vice-president. To be precise, their society had only reported to the student council and hadn't been approved. It was a typical black society.
"Hey, hey. Junior sister, take a look at your senior brother … Junior sister, don't go!" Today, Ma Dong was dressed to the nines. He was dressed in a black rose suit and looked extremely flashy. However, to the pure and innocent junior sisters, he seemed a little indecent.
Wang Zhong also distributed flyers to the passersby. Since they weren't an official society, they could only find a corner to sneakily recruit people. A society needed at least five people. No one paid any attention to the veterans, so they could only start from the freshmen. This was Student Ma Dong's dream.
Wang Zhong was a second-year student of Tianjing Heroic Soul Academy's command department. Ma Dong was also a second-year student of the command department. The two of them shared a dormitory, but Ma Dong basically lived outside of the school. The conditions of the school's dormitory were too poor for him. Ma Dong was an idealistic person. He wanted to create a unique society. The people here all had their own unique characteristics, but they couldn't be judged by the secular standards. They didn't look at talent or soul power, only personality and special characteristics.
Of course, dreams were plentiful, but reality had no meat. Freshmen were their only hope.
The two of them shouted at the top of their lungs for a long time, but no one paid any attention to them. Their throats were about to burst into flames. The two of them squatted by the roadside and gulped down large mouthfuls of water. "This can't go on. I have to use a big move!"
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