When the Sith instructor read Chen Lingcun's name, everyone except Ye Jiaquan and Shi Xiaobai were shocked, and everyone else showed doubts.
"Who is Chen Lingcun?"
"Huh? Why don't I have the slightest impression of this name?"
"Isn't the weakest newcomer Mi Xiaoqi?"
"..."
The newcomers whispered among each other, and they were shocked to find that they had no memory of the person "Chen Lingcun".
The strongest and the weakest are often the focus of people's attention. On the road of spiritual cultivation, the figure of the stalwart walking at the forefront has always been the target of admiration and pursuit in everyone's heart. For example, the one in the red team has been absent from training for many days. Shi Xiaobai's double S-level demon talent and divine consciousness are almost deified in the discussion among newcomers. Everyone in the room knows about it.
Logically speaking, they should be quite familiar with the desolate figure at the back. Whenever they encounter setbacks, when they are exhausted due to frustration, when they look at the back getting farther and farther ahead and become desperate, they just need to look back. One look at the figure at the end, the weakling who is even weaker than them, and they will laughably and sadly feel a little lucky, a little comforted, and even gain the strength to persevere.
The weakest person is their source of self-comfort, and is naturally the focus of their attention!
But, who is Chen Lingcun
The newcomers racked their brains but still couldn't remember any information about this name. They suddenly realized that they seemed to have overlooked something or forgotten something.
When the Sith instructor called out the words "Chen Lingcun" for the third time, a silver-haired boy stood up from his seat, put his hands in his pockets, lowered his head, and walked out of the crowd.
Some people, once they come into your sight, you can never take your eyes away from them. This is the case with the silver-haired boy who walked out at this moment. Even with his head slightly lowered, his handsome appearance still took everyone's breath away. Breathe, can't look away.
"Ah? How could there be such a handsome guy? I haven't noticed him after so many days?" A certain nymphomaniac girl was already jealous.
"What a handsome big brother, it's strange, why does this baby have no impression of him at all?" A ten-year-old girl tilted her head and asked in confusion.
"Haha, he is so handsome, he deserves to be the weakest one." A certain ugly man complained in his heart.
"Huh? When did I have such a person in my power?" Han Feng, one of the two leaders of the red team, frowned.
Ling walked to the high platform amidst everyone's surprised and amazed eyes, and stood a few meters away from Shi Xiaobai, facing each other, with a wry smile on his lips.
"Very good! Very good! Very good!"
Sis narrowed his eyes and stared at Lingcun for a moment, then suddenly laughed wildly, his fingers suddenly inserted into the fiery red hair, and his whole body trembled.
"I don't have any information about you in my memory. Even I have ignored your existence. It seems that you are just like some interesting guy. Your appearance is close to perfect, but your presence is almost zero. This is an interesting contradiction. It's really So funny!"
Sith looked at Lingcun with extremely hot eyes.
"You know that guy!?"
Lingcun suddenly raised his head and looked at Sith, his breathing became rapid, his light blue eyes glowed red, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Where is that guy now?"
Sith was stunned for a moment, then began to think deeply.
"I see, it seems that you and that interesting guy come from the same place, so they have the same characteristics. Oh, I see hatred in your eyes, your desire to kill him is so strong and urgent, oh , I like the look in your eyes, you remind me of a certain pleasant time."
Sith grinned, "You're lucky. I do know that guy who looks somewhat similar to you, and I also know exactly where he is now."
Hearing the words, Lingcun's breath stagnated, and his light blue eyes were suddenly dyed with a layer of scarlet color, but as if he thought of something, the scarlet color suddenly faded away, and the abnormality only lasted for half a second before returning to its original state. After taking a breath, he gradually calmed down.
"As long as you tell me where he is, I will agree to any conditions."
Lingcun raised his head and looked at Sisi. His calm words contained turbulent emotions and unquestionable determination.
"I see enough 'fun' in you. As long as you can show your value as a toy, I will satisfy all your desires."
Sith stuck out his tongue and licked his lips, "Just in time, I thought of a 'more difficult' game. If you can survive in that game, I will tell you everything you want to know, including that sense of existence that is almost All information about a man with zero.”
Everyone who was listening to the conversation blankly was shocked. Is this a game where "survival" is the goal
"No matter what game it is, I accept it. You can start now!" Lingcun answered without hesitation.
"Very good, I really like you more and more."
Sith's happy expression suddenly turned cold, and he changed the topic and said, "Although I am very satisfied with the 'fun' you bring, I am still full of doubts about whether you are qualified to participate in my game, because, ah, you are too Weak."
Sis looked down at the booklet in his hand and chuckled: "You are the weakest newcomer in this class. You really deserve it."
"Come on, lovely toys, listen carefully to what true weakness is."
Sith turned to face the newlyweds sitting at the table and read out the words in the booklet.
"Chen Lingcun has an F-level brain width and no supernatural genes."
"Ability test grade F, only one point."
"The realm of spiritual energy is the spiritual level."
"Mastering combat skills: None."
"Mastering Defense Technique: None."
"Mastering body skills: None."
"Evaluation score: three points, rating: F level."
Sis announced Lingcun's personal information one by one and revealed the unsightly qualification evaluation without mercy. Lingcun's "weakness" was immediately displayed nakedly in front of everyone.
The dead silence lasted for half a second, and the laughter and taunts erupted from the seats. The faces of the female newcomers who were originally jealous gradually turned cold.
"Haha, what a waste of data."
"Bah, I made my heart flutter. I didn't expect him to be a loser. I really lost a good skin in vain."
"Mi Xiaoqi is much stronger than him. She is indeed the weakest newcomer in [Destruction] this year. Heh, I'm afraid she is also the weakest newcomer in [Gaia]."
"How did you get into [Gaia] if you are so weak? Is it through the back door?"
"Look at his thin skin and tender flesh, he probably let the old perverts in the top management go through the back door, right?"
"Maybe he was kept by those superior old women."
"..."
The vicious ridicule was not stopped at all. Sith's smiling face seemed to be encouraging everyone to say more vicious words. The newcomers who originally just subconsciously laughed a few words seemed to realize the meaning of Sith's smile. More and more humiliating words poured out of their mouths.
Weak, pretty boy, taking the back door, and other such unsavory words came out one after another in various dirty and vicious forms. For a time, the whole classroom was completely drowned in the sound of abuse.
Sith smiled broadly and seemed to be enjoying himself immensely.
Lingcun was silent and his face was calm, but his hands in his pockets were clenched, loosened, clenched again, and then loosened...
Suddenly, an angry voice exploded like thunder amidst the waves of abuse!
"Shut up! Shut up! Shut up! Shut up everyone!"
Shi Xiaobai raised his eyebrows coldly, stretched out his fingers to scan the people on the seat, and roared "Shut up" one after another erupted from his throat, like a volcano erupting.
"Shut up! Shut up! Shut up..."
The noise of the crowd did not stop suddenly, but the persistent and crazy shouts gradually became smaller, lighter, and no longer had any power.
And ridicule and abuse seem to have lost its "fun" and meaning at this moment.
One after another, the newcomers closed their mouths involuntarily.
When the last newcomer stopped laughing, only the frail boy was left in the classroom still roaring.
The young man's voice was a little hoarse and cracked, but it was shocking.
"It's finally quiet!"
Shi Xiaobai stopped his monotonous roar with satisfaction when he found that the only voice left in the classroom was his own voice.
He coughed, as if he was about to say something.
Everyone couldn't help but wait with bated breath. This country bumpkin was like crazy. He asked them to calm down. What on earth did he want to say
"I really can't understand, what are you laughing at?"
Shi Xiaobai met everyone's gaze and said righteously: "Waste? Weak? These self-righteous definitions you think of are nonsense in my opinion!"
"Have you ever seen a real loser? Have you ever seen a real weak person? Do you understand what being weak means?"
"No, you have no idea what real weakness is!"
Shi Xiaobai's furious look shocked everyone, and what he said was even more difficult to understand. What did he want to express
"Don't you want to play a game? Come on! I will accompany you to the end! I will tell you what true weakness is!"
Shi Xiaobai sneered and pointed his thumb at himself.
"I am the real weakling and waste!"
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