"Look, do you see those blazing flames? That's faith!"
Zhao Xin could only sigh in admiration. Before this Chicken Dinner Game fanatic, even he, the Justice Knight, seemed a little old...
This level of chuunibyou spirit required a thickness of skin no ordinary person could possess.
He held himself to strict standards at every moment. For the love and justice in his heart, he would absolutely never deviate even a little.
Even if he had to kneel on the ground and be mocked by ten thousand people, he had to fulfill the belief in his heart—if no one helped him up, he absolutely would not get up.
Those were the settings. They could not be changed.
If he got on a plane, he feared it would explode. If he jumped from a plane, he had to open a parachute. If he fell from high altitude, he had to be seriously injured and collapse.
What did it mean to lead by example?
This was what it meant to lead by example!
What did it mean to love something?
This was what it meant to love something!
There was also one more point of pride—if a teammate got him killed, he would absolutely not let that lousy teammate revive him.
Others laughed at Big Brother for being too crazy; Xin Ye laughed at others for failing to see through him.
"Hey! You, stop already! Isn't it enough that I admitted I was wrong?"
Du Qiangwei felt helpless and amused, but she apologized as she stood in front of Wang Ji. She had just crouched down and touched the hand he had braced against the ground, intending to "help" him up, only to see him stubbornly crawling toward Qi Lin.
That figure was lonely, pitiful, weak, and helpless.
Kneeling on the ground, clutching his abdomen, and saying nothing, he crawled resolutely toward Qi Lin. No matter what, he would not let Du Qiangwei help him up—even though she was also Wang Ji's teammate.
This was a team they had formed a few days ago as part of a joke.
He liked it, so he liked it.
Since he liked it, she could like it too. She had studied it as well, so during that joke, she had proactively joined his team.
There were three slots besides Wang Ji himself. Qi Lin occupied one, and Du Qiangwei jokingly claimed another.
Leina, that fool, had wanted the last one too. But Zhao Xin, that fool, had happened to join in and fight for it, so Leina beat Zhao Xin up—yet Wang Ji had not given the slot to Leina, but to Zhao Xin.
It nearly pissed Leina to death!
Now Du Qiangwei stood in front of him, but no matter how she tried, she could not stop him. He continued crawling determinedly toward Qi Lin, while Qi Lin smiled in amusement, unsure whether she should come over and embarrass Du Qiangwei.
Du Qiangwei was at a loss. She did not know what to say. It was not as if she had never suspected that Wang Ji's Gene Engine System might have some strange settings, like the vague speculation Aunt Lian Feng had made.
But the most likely explanation was still that this guy was simply chuunibyou and doing it on purpose, because he really did love the Chicken Dinner Game. There was no doubt about that.
A lot of the time, he acted silly too. He had Chicken Dinner Game camouflage uniforms, Sticker Posters, and Toy Figurines, even Airdrop Box Snack Gift Packs—he really did like it.
"That's enough already~" Du Qiangwei patted his shoulder with an amused expression, then said, "I already apologized to you. Besides, it was Leina's order. Didn't I just forget about that setting?
"Do you really have to stay mad at me over this?"
Wang Ji said nothing. He simply crawled around the barrier of her legs and accelerated toward Qi Lin.
Du Qiangwei was speechless and was about to speak again...
"I'll do it." Qi Lin quickly walked over, smiling slightly. "You got him killed, so of course he doesn't want you to revive him. Rose, let me do it."
She smiled at Du Qiangwei, then crouched down and placed one hand over Wang Ji's hand on the ground.
"Sigh..." Leina had somehow arrived as well. With her hands on her hips, she finally could not help shaking her head helplessly. "Didn't you say he was already an adult?"
He was one meter eighty-five, good-looking, well-dressed, and great in every way. Apart from the fact that his face still showed some youthfulness and softness, he did not look particularly childish.
But the moment he started acting silly, no one could do anything about him...
Ten seconds later, everyone had gathered around them.
Qi Lin stood up, evidently having successfully revived him.
Wang Ji silently pulled out a Pepsi Cola and began drinking as he repeatedly crouched and stood, turning in circles.
Everyone fell silent...
Zhao Xin suddenly dropped to one knee, placed one hand over his chest, and said with a devout expression, "Oh, my God! From this day onward, you are my faith!"
Then the other men solemnly placed their hands over their chests and bent in salute. "We believe in you! Oh, our God!"
Click~
A crisp sound rang out.
Du Qiangwei silently activated a Smoke Grenade and tossed it beside Wang Ji, then slowly retreated several steps.
Seeing that, Qi Lin felt somewhat annoyed. She still did not know how to use wormholes, nor had she prepared anything like that... What a failure!
Everyone retreated together, looking with admiration at the cloud of white smoke in the middle. Within the smoke, that figure was indeed no longer visible.
But they could imagine it. He was surely squatting and standing while turning in circles to watch his surroundings, drinking cola bottle after bottle.
They roughly understood the situation now. Usually, it took three bottles in circumstances like these.
"Burp~"
A distinctive sound rang out. Everyone stepped aside at once, their eyes filled with respect as they looked into the smoke.
They knew Big Brother should be done drinking.
Wang Ji walked out of the smoke with a calm expression, without the slightest complaint or embarrassment. Even as everyone watched him with all kinds of looks, his face did not redden and his heart did not race.
That bearing... was truly awe-inspiring.
"Alright, we've already wasted several minutes. Training continues."
Leina waved her hand, signaling an end to the nonsense. "One hour of running for warm-up, then specialized ability training begins! Wang Ji is joining too!
"Everyone!
"Run—march!"
Very quickly, the group began running in a fairly orderly formation.
Wang Ji followed at the very back of the group, not finding a place to sit and read as usual.
"The system has detected that you were maliciously injured by a teammate." Wang Ji raised his brows, somewhat surprised that the system had suddenly spoken up at this time. Sometimes, he did not know what to say about it either. Although his system seemed to have appeared out of nowhere, just like those in novels, based on what he knew about Gene Engine Systems, other people's genetic systems should probably function in a manner similar to his current system. The principles behind his system might not be very different from those of others. It was scientific, possessed logical thinking without being alive, and had an interface, permission settings, and so on. So when the system spoke in his mind, it was a logical auxiliary function. Perhaps there was danger, or perhaps some compound setting had been triggered, and that was why it spoke. In Wang Ji's case, the system indeed often triggered environmental settings. If he jumped from a plane, it automatically gave him a parachute. If the parachute was gone and he entered free fall, he had to collapse. Before he had developed a complete algorithm to remove debuffs, he had to accept such settings under normal circumstances. They were determined jointly by his physical attributes and the system. He was researching it. It would require rewriting a large set of programs. It would not be difficult, but it would take some time. And he had to think through those debuffs he might not have considered yet, preferably removing them all at once. "The system has determined that a teammate damaging a parachute constitutes exploiting a system bug." "System query: Would you like to punish the teammate's unfriendly behavior?" "System bug discovered: Unable to punish teammates for accidental friendly-fire damage." "System bug discovered: Wang Ji must be killed by a teammate before the teammate can be punished. This setting contains a real-world logical infinite-loop flaw." "System is repairing logical bug: Punishment may be requested for malicious friendly-fire damage by teammates." "Bug repair successful." "System query: Would you like to punish the teammate's malicious friendly-fire damage?"
Wang Ji ran at the back of the group because he would not often participate in running training in the future, and he did not want to disrupt the team's original formation.
At that moment, Leina led from beside the eight-person group. The other eight were split into two rows, with Du Qiangwei and Cheng Yaowen at the front.
Wang Ji looked at the report interface in his mind and fell into deep thought.
Everyone was training. That would not be good, right...
"Du Qiangwei, what are you doing? Why are you lagging?"
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