Chapter 3

Ma Dong's eyes revealed a murderous intent, Wang Chong was at a loss whether to laugh or cry, "Just use your big move as soon as possible. Don't forget, today is my birthday. We'll have dinner at my place tonight."

"Ah, look at my brain. Alright, let's divide the work. You go to crowded places and finish distributing the flyers. I'll continue to recruit people here. I don't believe that with my looks, I can't attract a few newbies!" Ma Dong said.

Wang Chong nodded with a smile, anyway, he had no more tricks up his sleeve.

As soon as Wang Chong left, Ma Dong immediately stood up, his gaze scanning the surroundings. Although he only wanted to recruit new, young female students, keeping the club alive was the top priority. If he couldn't gather five people within a week, the club would have to be dissolved, and they wouldn't even be able to be unofficial members.

Suddenly, Ma Dong's eyes lit up, and he quickly rushed to a freshman, blocking his path. Ma Dong squinted; this guy was over two meters tall, and his physique and muscles definitely indicated he was from the Warrior Division.

"Classmate, you're a freshman, right? Have you joined any clubs yet?"

The freshman, who had been blocked, was stunned for a moment, then immediately showed a simple smile, bowed, and nodded, "Senior, I'm a freshman, Barren Gesta, from Donsqueak City. I haven't joined any clubs yet."

"Haha, great, your luck is here. I see you have good potential. Join my Odd Club. This is a paradise for elites. Come, look at the Odd Club member, Wang Chong, your senior, who ranked first in the Command Division's theory test. You know the Command Division, right? It's the paradise for the strong!" Ma Dong opened the Sky Messenger and showed Barren Gesta Wang Chong's transcript, while his left hand covered the lower part.

First place???

Barren Gesta was utterly amazed. The seniors seemed to care more about the female students and ignored him. Could he really join such an excellent club?

"Se, Senior, can I really?"

"From now on, you can call me President. I have high hopes for you!" Ma Dong said in a very arrogant manner.

"Yes, Se... President, I will definitely work hard!" Barren nodded hurriedly.

Ma Dong felt a sense of satisfaction all over his body. No wonder so many people wanted to be president; it felt great. "Barren, the first task I give you is to put the table and materials back in the warehouse. I'll send you the address via Sky Messenger."

"Ah, President, aren't we going to continue recruiting?"

Ma Dong rolled his eyes, "What do you think our Odd Club is? We only recruit truly unique elites. Quality comes first, better to have none than to have the wrong ones!"

Barren Gesta's face turned red with excitement. Indeed, the capital Tianjing was a big city. The seniors from the top Soul Spirit Academy had a higher class than those from small cities!

Watching Barren easily lift the table, Ma Dong once again felt the wisdom of his decision. The club wouldn't lack for logistics, and this one person was worth three.

Ma Dong quickly found Wang Chong, who was still distributing flyers, took the flyers, and stuffed them back into the bag, "Bro, I'm off. I've already recruited someone. Today is your sixteenth birthday, a big day. We'll continue tomorrow!"

Wang Chong nodded with a smile, "You didn't use half of my grades to trick someone again, did you?"

"What do you mean 'trick'? I just stated the facts... half of the facts." Ma Dong said indifferently.

Wang Chong was also a peculiar case. In middle school, he had written an essay, "On the Core Role of Control Techniques in Teams," which caught the attention of the academy. With his excellent grades and already ignited soul fire, he was directly specially recruited into the Command Division. However, his subsequent development was a shock. This "genius" had a growth potential value of only 5, below average, meaning he was purely a theorist. It was thought that he would shine after formal education, but he ended up blending in with the crowd. The academy was speechless, and Wang Chong himself became a laughingstock in the Command Division.

The Command Division was undoubtedly the representative of elites. In the entire academic year, Wang Chong only had Ma Dong as a friend.

The Soul Spirit Academy had four divisions, each with different focuses: Command Division, Ability Division, Warrior Division, and Rune Division.

The Command Division was the cradle of officers, requiring students to be very comprehensive in theory, talent, and practical combat. Of course, the children of influential Soul Spirit families were mostly in this division.

The Ability Division only recruited students with special abilities. After all, only a small portion of those who ignited their soul fire had abilities, and it also included the study of ability technology.

The Warrior Division recruited students with excellent soul power growth potential.

As for the Rune Division, it recruited students who had ignited their soul fire but lacked outstanding features. The Rune Division was the largest division, with the most categories and subjects, including auxiliary specialties like rune technology. After all, in this era, every student who ignited their soul fire was a resource. Even if they lacked combat inclination, they could still do many things.

Of course, almost all students in the Rune Division had a fighting heart. If their comprehensive scores could rank in the top ten of the year, they would have the opportunity to change majors. Theoretically, students from other divisions who performed poorly and were deemed unsuitable for their majors would be demoted to the Rune Division, but this had never happened in the 200-year history of the academy.

Although Ma Dong was in the Command Division, his life goal seemed to have nothing to do with becoming a hero.

As soon as he opened the door, the aroma hit his nose, and Ma Dong darted in, "Uncle Wang, it must be your cooking. Sweet and sour ribs, so fragrant!"

An elegant woman walked out and smiled, "Little Dong, come in and sit down. It'll be ready in a moment."

"Aunt Shirley, you're even more beautiful. If my girlfriend were half as beautiful as you, I'd be over the moon!" Ma Dong said with a smile.

"You're such a sweet talker." Shirley smiled, though she wore no makeup and dressed simply, her innate elegance was undeniable.

Ma Dong wasn't inexperienced. Honestly, those heavily made-up so-called upper-class women were far inferior to Aunt Shirley.

"This guy can talk the dead into living. I wonder who fell for his tricks today." Wang Chong said, though he didn't know the details, he was sure the freshman had been deceived.

"Ha, you're questioning my charisma. Those young female students immediately cry and beg to join when they see me. Sigh, I'm just too honest." Ma Dong unceremoniously picked up a piece of rib.

Shirley couldn't help but laugh. With Ma Dong around, the atmosphere was always lively. She looked at Wang Chong with affection. Ten years ago, she and Wang Zhanfeng thought Wang Chong wouldn't make it, but he miraculously recovered, which was the greatest gift from heaven.

The dinner was filled with joy. With Ma Dong, the evening was filled with laughter. Wang Zhanfeng even broke his routine and had a drink. Aunt Shirley didn't hide Wang Chong's orphan status, and Wang Chong didn't feel sorry for himself. Instead, he found more warmth in this family.

After a warm evening, Ma Dong left, and Wang Chong returned to his room, gazing out the window, feeling a bit sentimental. He had finally come of age. Entering the Soul Spirit Academy had always been his dream, and he hoped to find a solution to his own problems, but it seemed to be of little help.

A year had passed, and seeing the influx of freshmen, Wang Chong felt the pressure. But then he thought, from being weak and sickly to where he was today, what was there to complain about? If he was lacking, it meant he hadn't worked hard enough. In the second year, he would have to work harder. As he thought, Wang Chong drifted off to sleep, still in that dark world. For ten years, a rainbow had always cut through the endless darkness, and Wang Chong smiled.

(Female students all say that a good senior is one who gets votes and follows.)

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