Little Chick

Some undercurrents were stirring, indeed undercurrents that most people couldn't see.

For example, Ge Xiao Lun, Zhao Xin, and Rui Mengmeng, they only knew to attend class when they should, train when they should, complain when they were tired, and sleep soundly when they could.

They knew that Wang Ji had gone abroad for a trip and brought gifts for everyone, but that was about it.

Some of them might know that several Goddesses in the academy liked this youngest handsome guy and were secretly paying attention to him, like Ge Xiao Lun and Zhao Xin; some of them might be clueless, like Rui Mengmeng.

They might be happy that they could finally eat lunch, or happy that Wang Ji had decisively gotten together with Qi Lin, cutting off ties with other Goddesses.

In fact, Wang Ji's daily life wasn't very eventful. Except for some simple physical training that he didn't want to participate in, he didn't do anything special in team collaboration training or group confrontation.

His positioning was similar to Zhao Xin's: assault, reconnaissance, and protecting the sniper.

As for other times, he would try to squeeze out time to study what he wanted to study.

He was indeed having a decent time at Super God Academy, especially after he had an open and honest conversation with Lian Feng, he didn't have to think about those unnecessary things anymore.

There was tension about future wars, and also joyful daily life with new friends. Du Qiangwei and Leina were speechless that this guy didn't always have a barbed tongue, but only when talking to the two of them.

And what was even more speechless was that after he clearly confirmed his relationship with Qi Lin, he spoke to them very normally.

It became very clear...

Although he was still annoying sometimes, they clearly felt that kind of intention—keep your distance from me.

He was actually good at making friends. Zhao Xin admired this little brother who had similar abilities to him and was very cultured. Although he was initially intimidated, as he became more familiar with him, he casually called him Old Wang.

After all, he couldn't bring himself to call him Little Wang.

Brother Ji didn't sound good either.

Rui Mengmeng admired Wang Ji the most because he seemed the most cultured. She admired cultured and capable people the most. Rui Mengmeng liked to ask this and that when Wang Ji was free, and he was never impatient.

Cheng Yaowen, Ge Xiao Lun, everyone had a good relationship. Although Cheng Yaowen was more profound, and Ge Xiao Lun was a bit depressed because he saw that Du Qiangwei liked Wang Ji, although Wang Ji was liked by girls and made people jealous...

But he was indeed approachable, polite, and kind.

Even Liu Chuang, although he had been taught a lesson by him, although he was still not serious, he was very polite and close to Wang Ji, and Wang Ji was one of the few people who was willing to chat with him calmly.

A belly full of poetry and books makes one naturally refined, a mind full of knowledge makes one humble.

No one can be liked by everyone, but many people are willing to be close to someone who is cultured and knowledgeable.

Knowledge is power, no matter when.

Especially after Wang Ji decisively pursued Qi Lin, the boys' goodwill towards him became even greater... What a great comrade!

"If I, your Xin Lord, had your conditions, I would definitely hang them all first, let them fight for themselves, only the winner can get my Xin Lord's heart!"

Zhao Xin stood on the tree, high-spirited, and waved his hand: "Either take them all into the harem! What Goddess or not Goddess, they are all chicks!

Men, all go get some!"

Wang Ji squatted on a tree branch, smiled slightly when he heard the words, shook his head, and said softly, "3."

Zhao Xin ah'd, not understanding what he meant.

"2." Wang Ji said quietly.

"What did you say?"

"1."

Bang!

A golden light flew over.

"Ah~!"

Zhao Xin screamed and fell to the ground.

"In the future, when you're fantasizing, try to keep it down. Be careful, even four kilometers away, someone can hear you," Wang Ji shook his head, looking helpless.

Gossip behind Qi Lin's back, who has super hearing, is practically the same as provoking her to her face, and since it involved instigating her boyfriend to cheat, of course she wouldn't hold back.

"Damn..." Zhao Xin covered his head, speechless. "How come I, Xin Ye, never knew my head could withstand sniper rifles? Isn't she afraid of killing me?"

"Ordinary sniper bullets won't kill you, she knows that," Wang Ji replied.

Actually, there's a big difference between actively learning and not learning. Even now, Zhao Xin and the others don't know the basic common sense about first-generation Super Soldiers, second-generation, third-generation, and so on.

Or God-Slaying Weapons, God-Slaying No. 1, etc., all they talk about all day is superpowers, superpowers.

No one teaches them, and they don't think to learn.

Sometimes it's quite interesting to think about it. Qi Lin and Cheng Yaowen, who are high-quality and love to learn, have average genes, while those who don't like to learn have good genes.

"Tch... Xin Ye isn't going up a tree yet!" Zhao Xin majestically and domineeringly found a tree root to hide behind, and then continued, "But I say, Lao Wang, are you cheating? Why do three Goddesses like you?"

Speaking of this, Wang Ji nodded with great seriousness, "I am... but I don't think it's because of that."

"Why?"

"Because I'm handsome."

"..."

Sometimes, a secret crush isn't really that secret.

Sometimes, besides yourself thinking no one knows, probably everyone knows.

Wang Ji can tell who is interested in him, can also feel Ge Xiao Lun's dimness and bitterness at that time, and can also perceive the imperceptible tendency in Zhao Xin's giggles.

The people they like all like him, which sometimes makes Wang Ji feel like a villain.

The look in someone's eyes when they want to stab you can't be hidden, and neither can a slight sourness.

Young men and women are together, and they are all at least good-looking handsome men and beautiful women, and the girls are all like celestial beings, so it's too normal for them to have some thoughts about each other.

If there's anyone who doesn't have any thoughts in this regard, it might be the deep Cheng Yaowen and Liu Chuang, whom many people look down on, as well as the simple-minded Rui Mengmeng.

But all of this has nothing to do with Wang Ji, nothing to do with his pursuit of Qi Lin, and even less now.

The days pass by day by day. Sometimes Wang Ji also feels that he is not living the same days as others, because his progress is new every day, making daily progress, and improving day after day.

The arrangements he had made abroad in just one day were also rapidly generating output for him.

In the blink of an eye, he had been at Super God Academy for a month and a half.

"Once the potion is injected, you will no longer be a mortal. You cannot have any worldly desires. Before injecting this potion, is there anything you want to say?"

A childish voice echoed in Wang Ji's ears. Qi Lin blinked, looking at the little thing Wang Ji had suddenly created, not daring to speak.

Although she was in a privileged position and gradually understood that Wang Ji's abilities seemed to be related to PlayerUnknown's Battlegrounds, or a simulation of it, how did he create this talking Little Chick?

It was fluffy, round, and had a QQ cartoon appearance, wearing a Level Three Helmet and with two small wings like little hands.

It was over thirty centimeters tall.

Wang Ji held the golden potion, glanced at the little thing, and said indifferently, "If we're lucky, we'll have chicken tonight."