Simba jumped up in excitement. Kicking his legs, he pointed to the sky and shouted, "LUCKY!"
However, the clown in the sky continued to shrink until it was only the size of a palm. It fell from the sky and the Fate Roulette disappeared, turning the space into pure darkness.
Wang Zhong regained his ability to move and immediately rushed over. He held the dying Simba in his hands and gritted his teeth. "You bastard! I don't want this damned gift! Change back immediately!"
Little Simba twitched his nose. "Friend … friend, this is the last thing I can do to help you …"
He tried to reach out to touch Wang Zhong, but his hand fell powerlessly. "I'm so tired, so uncomfortable. Friend, let's never … say goodbye …" Simba slowly closed his eyes.
Wang Zhong finally couldn't bear it anymore. Tears fell down his cheeks. He was only two years old, and he was lying on the hospital bed enduring the pain. He didn't cry, but this companion that had accompanied him for ten years …
Wang Zhong clenched his teeth. This was the first time he felt the helplessness and anger of being weak.
… Eh … was it an illusion? Simba seemed to be peeking at him???
… it wasn't an illusion. Little Simba was lying in Wang Zhong's palm and laughing secretly …
This … this guy had actually tricked him into crying!!!
"You …" Wang Zhong muttered with tears in his eyes.
Seeing that Wang Zhong had discovered him, Simba hurriedly sat up. "Cough cough. Wang Zhong, don't, don't. It's just a small joke. Look at me, I'm already miserable enough … Hey, hey, can we be reasonable? Little brat, don't pinch my nose!!!"
Ah ah ah ah ~ ~ ~
Early the next morning, at ten o 'clock, Wang Zhong gawked. He usually woke up at six in the morning, but this night, he slept especially deeply. He had never felt this way before.
Simba, where's Simba?
Wang Zhong scratched his head. Simba had finally activated that damned roulette. Beside his soul sea, the Fate Trickster had shrunk to the size of a palm. Forcefully activating the Fate Roulette had cost him quite a bit, and he had already sunk into a deep sleep. If he activated it again, he might really lose his life.
The gap in the seal had been forcibly increased by a bit. Although it had only increased to 50 grassos, to Wang Zhong, it had a completely different meaning.!
… What is this smell???
There was a strange smell in the room, almost causing Wang Zhong to suffocate to death. What the hell was the color of the bedsheets? It was as if they had been soaked in mud. Wang Zhong hurriedly opened the window. This definitely wasn't him wetting the bed.
Although his Soul Power wasn't too stable, Wang Zhong could feel the exuberant vitality surging through his body.
He opened the door excitedly and smelled the aroma of food. His stomach immediately growled. There was a sumptuous breakfast on the table and a note.
"Little Zhong, from today onwards, you are a real man. Do what you want to do. Every road in this world is paved by people … I'm going to take your Aunt Shirley on a honeymoon. You know, your Aunt Shirley has too many pursuers. Lately, my cooking can't satisfy her. My wife is the most important. Fight, young man. You are the best."
Wang Zhong couldn't help but laugh. Uncle Wang's looks weren't enough and needed to be supplemented. These past few years, it had been hard on the two of them. He would also work hard to prepare a satisfactory answer sheet for them.
After finishing his breakfast, Wang Zhong sprinted all the way back to school. This was also a form of training. Since he didn't have any classes today, he had to think of a way to recruit enough members of the Prodigy Society. Along the way, Wang Zhong felt as if he was in a completely different world. His footsteps were light and quick, and his surroundings were clear. It was as if he could feel the breathing of the plants.
It was a pity that Wang Zhong didn't look in a mirror. His previously turbid and weak eyes had already become as deep as the sea.
As soon as he arrived, he saw Ma Dong and a burly man shouting with all their might. It seemed that this was the pitiful child that Ma Dong had duped.
"Barran, your idol has arrived. This is our Prodigy Society's vice president, Wang Zhong," Ma Dong said.
Barran immediately walked over and hastily bowed. However, his head was slightly imposing. "Greetings, senior. I'm Barran Gestalt, a new member of the Prodigy Society. Please advise me, senior."
Wang Zhong didn't know whether to laugh or cry. It wasn't certain who would be advising who. Looking at Barran's figure, he was afraid that he would be considered outstanding even in a soldier's academy. To the side, Ma Dong winked at Wang Zhong as if to say, "Isn't your brother very awesome?"
Even with the addition of Barran, it didn't change the Prodigy Society's awkward situation. Compared to their simple and crude society, the other societies were like a hundred flowers blooming. Handsome senior brothers, beautiful senior sisters, beautiful society introductions, and rows of society results were all displayed below. They completely outshone the Prodigy Society. Only someone like Barran would be duped.
Suddenly, the students became lively and a group of people rushed towards the east. "Senior sister Natasha!"
"It's really senior sister Natasha! Black Rose's senior sister Natasha and senior sister Milami have arrived!"
Wang Zhong and Ma Dong looked at each other in dismay. They could only smile bitterly and shake their heads. There was nothing they could do. Natasha had been an influential figure during her first year in the academy. She was a genius girl from the Command Branch and was rumored to be the headmaster's granddaughter. Black Rose was one of the four great societies in the academy. In her first year, she had taken the position of vice president. This year, due to the previous president's graduation, Natasha had assumed the position of president. The current Black Rose was even more imposing.
In terms of popularity, there really wasn't anyone in the academy that could compare to the Black Rose.
"Damn, what's so great about it? There will be a day when the Prodigy Society will become the fifth great society!" Student Ma Dong said in a sour tone. It was said that he had been rejected multiple times when he wanted to enter the Black Rose. That was why he had the idea of establishing the Prodigy Society.
"Hey, hey! Where are the people of the Prodigy Society? This young miss wants to join the society!" A clear and melodious voice rang out.
Wang Zhong and the other two turned around to see a pretty girl with short golden hair. She wasn't tall, but her body proportions were extremely well proportioned. Her large eyes blinked with intelligence. Ma Dong's mouth gaped open. … How did she appear here?
The girl smiled as she walked over. Ma Dong happily opened his arms. Afterwards, the girl walked past Ma Dong and gave Wang Zhong a passionate hug. "Brother Wang Zhong, long time no see. Do you still remember Emily?"
Wang Zhong awkwardly stretched out his arms. "Who could forget the adorable Emily? But why are you here?"
Ma Dong tugged at Emily's collar with extreme dissatisfaction. "Little girl, look carefully. I'm your cousin, your biological cousin!"
Emily rolled her eyes at Ma Dong. "Ma Dong, you don't do proper work. My uncle told me not to learn from you!"
Once his father was mentioned, Ma Dong became terrified. Suddenly, he thought of a question. "Ah, why are you here?"
"Stupid, I'm a new student of Tianjing Heroic Soul Academy. I'm specially recruited!" Emily proudly stuck out her little breasts that hadn't developed much. Her appearance was extremely adorable.
"Heavens! You have a soul power growth rate of 9.2 and a fire attribute special ability. You actually came here. Saint Mongul City's ranking is much higher than ours. Your Saint Mongul Academy's headmaster is going to cry himself to sleep in the toilet." Ma Dong laughed. This was called the help of the heavens. Emily was a genius that any heroic soul academy would fight for with their lives on the line.
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