29 Recruiting Soldiers and Buying Horses (2/2)

”Cheh, Zhang Shan, we have already made preparations for our leader. What ways of the world? The time of the muscular male is long over; this is the era of the elite, and one will have to walk the path of an elite!”

Yao Ailun opened his cupboard and removed a parcel. Within five minutes, he had completely transformed.

In a brief moment, he was dressed in a western suit, and his hair really looked like that of an ”elite.” Student Yao changed to a pair of golden rimmed spectacles and adjusted his collar while looking disdainfully at Zhang Shan. ”When dealing with girls, for one to have the poise of a gentleman, one will have to go the mile to look the part.”

Wang Zheng and Zhang Shan stared at each other in disbelief. Who could have believed that this hardcore nerd could transform in a snap? This transformation was too fearsome.

”This is called disguising yourself!”

”Don't be envious, brother. Did you not hear of my legend? At Tai Feng middle school, who did not hear of Yao Ailun's distinguished playboy nickname?!”

Chen Xiu looked enviously at Yao Ailun. ”Actually, I have made my own preparations. Mother said that age is not an issue, and that in university, it's better to find more than one girlfriend for the sake of the future.”

The dormitory was filled with silence. Wang Zheng and the other two were slightly petrified. What kind of modern age mother was that!?

”Wang Zheng, what about you? Are you planning to wear your school uniform?”

Wang Zheng replied helplessly as he shrugged his shoulders. ”I'm fine with anything. Anyways, like this, Ye Zisu will instantly recognize me.”

”F**k, the two of you are so close. You wouldn't have acted already, would you? S**t, it's just a trap for the rest of us. Wait, wrong. We are all brothers in arms, and she is yours. I will not fight with you over her,” Zhang Shan replied with a spirit of loyalty and self sacrifice.

”No, everyone, please work hard, we are only classmates.” Wang Zheng shrugged his shoulders. Although they were friends, he felt quite strange. Ye Zisu was always helping him. If he looked at it differently, Yue Jing had left the city because of his actions.

”Brother Zheng, you wouldn't happen to prefer males, would you?” Chen Xiu asked curiously. ”My mother used to say that times have changed, and that the best guys have been snatched by other males.”

The other three in the dormitory once again looked on speechlessly. They suddenly felt that there was a generational gap between them and Chen Xiu.

”Student Chen Xiu, you are already in college, so your heart should be that of an adult. You must have your own opinions in future!” Wang Zheng used to think that his train of thought was sufficiently weird, but when compared to Chen Xiu, he was way too normal.

”But… you have not answered my previous question.”

”Scram, this brother likes women!”

Student Wang stomped off in a fury while the other three roared with laughter. They had tricked Student Wang; Chen Xiu was merely pulling his leg.

Although Chen Xiu was the youngest in the dormitory, he had the largest number of devious ideas.

”Brother Yao, someone is here to quarrel with you.”

Yao Ailun rushed to the computer. ”F**k these noobs. They took the king's arena videos to commentate on. Damn it. When will Skeleton wreck these experts? I will see how they scream then!”

”Brother Yao, I have compared the Sol Federation's mechs. Theoretically speaking, the Wargod No. 1 does possess an upper limit. When competing against the mecha used in the Tyrannical Clash of Kings, the odds of victory are extremely low.”

”As devoted members of the Skeleton Corps, we have to believe in miracles. We have to believe that Skeleton will represent us and beat those guys silly!”

”Hopefully he will see the article I have written on the merits and drawbacks of the mech. Brother Zheng, do you want to take a look? It has been posted on the official site,” said Chen Xiu.

He was an avid fan of CT. At the same time, he was a noob eternally struggling in the beginner's arena, and he would always get scolded by his teammates until he could not utter a single reply.

However, when it came to theoretical discussion, no one could best him there.

”Sure, I am quite interested in this.”

”Okay, I will send a copy to your Skylink,” said Chen Xiu. He enjoyed sharing his work with other individuals.

Wang Zheng also wanted to better understand. Fighting against the Magnetic Storm Guardian was quite interesting. It was great that he was matched against a slightly weaker opponent, because if the opponent was any stronger, it might have been too tough to beat.

On the outskirts of the European Region's central LD district, there existed a grand villa which spanned 2/3's of a hectare.

In a spacious and shining gym, a young man was currently engaged in training with his bare hands. Beside him were four individuals who were wielding long knives… The knives were actually sharp.

The four simultaneously attacked, their knives flashing. There were no blind spots. Yet with a single sound as the knives clashed, the four who were assisting in the training lay sprawled on the floor, unable to get up.

The young man walked off in a relaxed fashion. ”Give them twice the usual compensation for medical fees.”

A butler immediately appeared and produced a towel for the young man while bitterly smiling. ”Yes, Young Master. These four are considered to be within the top 10 for MMA. With your viciousness, I'm afraid no one will be willing to come in the future.”

”Find individuals from the underworld arenas then. Those who are able to harm me will be able to win a million dollars!” replied the young man dryly.

The butler helplessly nodded his head, ”Yes, Young Master. In addition, Yue Long's representatives have already been here for three days. Will you pay them a visit?”

The young man's visage turned cold. ”Yue Long?”

”Yes, he has been implicated in Aslan's situation and has been sacked. Looks like he is here to ask for your help.”

[1] Old Tan is a brand of instant noodles

[2] Another brand of instant noodles

[3] Idiomatic expression that means that everything will eventually turn out for the best.