Chapter 2

Simba's expression was very fierce, wanting to make Wang Chong submit, while little Wang Chong looked at Simba with a smile, even taking the initiative to walk over and try to touch him. To Wang Chong, let alone a cute clown, even a monster was the cutest being in the dark world.

Simba took two steps back, touching his bright red nose, not expecting to encounter a silly child. Well, the great Clown of Destiny wouldn't bother with him.

"Kid, what's your name!"

"Wang Chong, do you really call yourself Simba? So cute!"

"No, brat, never use the word 'cute' to describe the great Clown of Destiny. I am a great existence beyond fate!"

Clearly, Simba was very dissatisfied with the word 'cute.'

"Then I'll call you Wang Chong, and you can call me Simba, or Handsome Simba." Wang Chong's eyes sparkled with curiosity as he continued to observe the clown. He tried to get closer to the clown but found that the distance between them never changed. He really wanted to... touch his nose.

The Clown of Destiny pondered for a moment, realizing he didn't have many ways to deal with this kid.

"Alright, Wang Chong, your luck has come. Do you want to become a great hero? Do you want to become a renowned king? Do you want to become a ruler admired by all?"

The Clown of Destiny's voice was very high and stirring, as if he were the hero admired by all, receiving the adoration of countless people. Accompanied by colorful lights and exaggerated body language, a mere brat would surely cry and beg to be a hero under such a powerful call!

"No." After watching the clown's exaggerated body language, Wang Chong casually replied, then reached out to touch the clown, wanting to pinch his nose, which seemed fake.

...

The scene was a bit awkward. The clown looked at Wang Chong in disbelief. This kid's calm expression deeply irritated him. Is this brat a fool? Why did the Stone of Destiny choose him?

"Why don't you want to? Are you a fool!" Simba said anxiously. If Wang Chong refused, it meant he had no value.

"Don't want to, just don't want to!" Wang Chong said slyly, "How stupid, are you going to reason with a child?"

The clown was stunned, scratching his head, thinking it made some sense... but... no, no reasoning!

Why reason with a brat!

"Very good, indeed, you have a rebellious spirit. We are very compatible. Fate is a hammer; let's happily strike it together!" The clown didn't give Wang Chong a chance to object, rattling off a bunch of words and making the decision for him.

The whole world suddenly became quiet, just like the old days.

After a while, Wang Chong looked at the clown seriously, "Can you be my friend?"

"Brat, to be Simba's friend, you have to pay a lot!" The clown nodded heavily.

"I'm not afraid!" Wang Chong said firmly.

"Then let's give it a try!" The clown said, since this brat was chosen by the Stone of Destiny.

"Deal, pinky promise, a hundred years, no changing!" Wang Chong extended his hand, and the clown happily extended his hand as well. The feel was a bit strange, like rubber...

The Clown of Destiny didn't notice Wang Chong's smile at the corner of his mouth. A child who had been sick and faced death all the time longed for a playmate, especially one as interesting as a clown. He refused because he was afraid, afraid that once he agreed, the clown would disappear like the characters in Aunt Shirley's fairy tales. Nothing was more painful than endless darkness.

In the next second, the clown's expression collapsed because Wang Chong... actually pinched his nose!

His noble, incredibly handsome, and most important nose!

In the darkness, Wang Chong's joyful laughter echoed, the happiest moment since he understood the world, of course, accompanied by the clown Simba's screams of flying and diving...

Living, it turns out, is such a happy thing.

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526 AD, Tianjing City, one of the hundred major cities of the Free Federation. Tianjing Heroic Soul Academy is famous for its rune technology, and every opening season is always bustling.

"Classmate, classmate, come and take a look, the Warrior Division's top club, the Indestructible Wall Club, is recruiting new members!"

"Passersby, don't miss out, the future commander, the genius camp, the Arbitration Club is recruiting new members. Hey, classmate, take a look at this brochure; this is your first step to glory!"

"One of the top ten clubs of the Rune Division, the Divine Eye Club is recruiting new members. Only those with talent, the rest, go away, come on!"

The entire school square was as lively as a market. The new student season was undoubtedly the season for recruitment. Senior students all dressed in their best clothes, with hairstyles almost as fancy as those in the performance department, recruiting new members while looking for beautiful junior girls. What could be more motivating than this?

"Hey, classmate, I'm the president of the Oddity Club, one of the future top five clubs. Joining us is the smartest decision you can make when entering the academy. Hey, dear junior, don't go, listen to your senior brother." Ma Dong tried to make his smile as friendly as possible, but the two cute junior girls quickly ran away.

"Isn't the Oddity Club on the blacklist? How dare they still try to recruit people."

"Right, let's go. That president looks so sleazy. Dad said to be careful of sweet-talking and evil senior brothers, he's exactly like that!"

Seeing the two girls' expressions as if they were guarding against thieves, Ma Dong was deeply hurt. Wang Chong smiled, "You might as well give up. There are people everywhere selling the new student handbook, which has detailed information about the school's clubs."

"Laugh, just laugh. At least you're the vice president, can you show some responsibility!"

Wang Chong couldn't help but smile. The club only had two people, a president and a vice president. To be precise, their club was only registered with the student council and not officially approved, a typical black club.

"Hey, hey, junior, look at your senior brother... junior, don't go!"

Ma Dong was dressed in a black rose outfit, extremely flashy, but to the innocent junior girls, he looked a bit untrustworthy.

Wang Chong also followed, distributing flyers to passersby. Since they weren't an official club, they could only find a corner to secretly recruit people. A club needed at least five people, and the older students ignored them, so they could only target the new students. This was Ma Dong's dream.

Wang Chong belonged to the Command Division of Tianjing Heroic Soul Academy, a second-year student. Ma Dong was also a second-year student in the Command Division, and they shared a dormitory. However, Ma Dong mostly lived off-campus, as the dormitory conditions were too poor for him. Ma Dong was a man with ideals, wanting to create a unique club. The people here had their own characteristics but couldn't be judged by worldly standards, not by talent or soul power, but by personality and uniqueness.

Of course, ideals were full, but reality had no meat. New students were their only hope.

The two of them shouted for a long time, but no one paid attention. Their throats were almost on fire, and they squatted by the roadside, drinking water in large gulps. "This won't work. We need to pull out the big moves!"

(Why is he surnamed Wang again? Why? This... the main character's name is the most headache-inducing. If you don't like it, use your collections and recommendations to torment him ^_^)

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