Nurgling Gang, Established!

He shot out like a cannonball, slamming squarely into the fungal mat. The tremendous impact made the entire patch bulge upward!

The robust Nurgling, which had been stuffing its face, felt its rear jolt and instantly lost its balance. It bounced up like a ball, tracing a ridiculous arc through the air before landing several meters away with a splat.

It was dazed from the fall, seeing stars, and for a moment had no idea what had happened.

Meanwhile, Liu Zhipeng took the opportunity to roll over and land steadily beside the largest mushroom fragment.

He did not keep it for himself.

He turned toward the little Nurgling beside him, which was staring in stunned silence, and made a friendly "bolo" sound.

"Hey, little guy, come eat with me!"

The little Nurgling froze, its enormous single eye filled with disbelief. It looked at Liu Zhipeng, then at the mushroom.

In the end, its craving for food defeated its fear.

It gave a delighted cry, hopped over to Liu Zhipeng, and began pecking at the delicious mushroom fragment in tiny bites.

Liu Zhipeng himself took a few symbolic bites, then did something that left every Nurgling present utterly dumbfounded.

Using his body, he nudged the huge mushroom fragment into several smaller portions, then pushed them toward the smaller Nurglings around him, who had only been able to watch longingly until now.

"Everyone gets a share. Come eat!"

His voice was full of generosity and goodwill.

The Nurglings looked at one another. Their simple minds could not comprehend this act of "sharing." In their world, good things belonged exclusively to the strong.

But the lure of food was immense. At last, the first timid Nurgling crept forward and carried off a piece. Then came the second, the third...

Before long, all the Nurglings had crowded around, happily sharing the unexpected feast. As they ate, they cast grateful and admiring looks toward Liu Zhipeng.

At that moment, the robust Nurgling that had been flung away finally came to its senses. Seeing its "spoils" being divided up, it flew into a rage.

"Mine!!!"

It let out an angry roar, spread its two symbolic little legs, and charged over menacingly.

The peaceful atmosphere instantly became tense. The little Nurglings shrank into a trembling cluster, too frightened to make a sound.

But Liu Zhipeng remained calm. He stood in front of all the Nurglings, facing the enraged brute alone.

He knew the real test had arrived. He had already won them over with kindness; now it was time to establish his authority.

He did not choose to meet force with force. Instead, he carefully watched his opponent's movements. The robust Nurgling's charge was powerful and heavy, but its weakness was... it ran in a straight line, with no technique whatsoever.

Just as it was about to crash into him, Liu Zhipeng twisted his body aside at an unbelievable angle and nimbly dodged the charge.

Unable to stop in time, the robust Nurgling barreled straight into the group of Nurglings eating mushrooms behind him, knocking over a whole swath of them and setting off a chaotic chorus of "bolo" cries.

"Idiot!"

Liu Zhipeng mocked from the side.

The robust Nurgling grew even angrier. It climbed back to its feet, shook its head, and charged again.

This time, Liu Zhipeng did not dodge.

He rushed straight at his opponent. But just before they collided, he suddenly lowered himself and slid between the robust Nurgling's legs!

The slick fungal mat reduced the friction, sending him gliding fast and far.

The robust Nurgling, meanwhile, was moving too fast and had unstable footing, so it once again fell face-first into the muck.

"Bololololo!"

The Nurglings around them could not help bursting into laughter. It started quietly, but soon swelled into a sea of joyous cackling.

In the Nurgling world, "ridiculous" was far deadlier than "ferocious." A strong one that made a fool of itself quickly lost its prestige.

The robust Nurgling's face turned bright red. It felt humiliation like never before. Again and again, it charged at Liu Zhipeng, but each time, Liu Zhipeng toyed with it in some unfathomable way.

Sometimes Liu Zhipeng used the terrain, sometimes his more agile body, and sometimes he even grabbed a handful of sticky mud and threw it into his opponent's eye.

He was like an experienced matador, while the robust Nurgling was a stupid bull that knew only how to lower its head and charge.

After several rounds, the robust Nurgling was panting heavily, covered from head to toe in dirt and spores, looking utterly miserable. Liu Zhipeng, meanwhile, remained perfectly composed and even had enough energy left to direct the other Nurglings to finish the remaining mushrooms.

In the end, the robust Nurgling gave up. It let out an unwilling wail, sat dejectedly to one side, and no longer dared approach. Its brute strength was useless before this agile and cunning "kind."

Liu Zhipeng had won.

He had not conquered his opponent with violence, but earned every Nurgling's respect through wisdom and skill.

He walked over to the smallest Nurgling, the one that had first invited him, and affectionately rubbed against it.

"What's your name?"

The little Nurgling was flattered beyond measure and stammered, "Bo... Boji."

"Very good, Boji." Liu Zhipeng nodded. "From today onward, you're my second-in-command."

Though the Nurglings did not understand the term "second-in-command," they could sense the solemnity and trust in Liu Zhipeng's words.

Then Liu Zhipeng cleared his throat and delivered his "gang founding declaration" to all the Nurglings present.

"Listen up, brothers! From today on, we're family! We're an organized, disciplined group! If there's good food, we share it! If anyone dares bully us, we take them on together! We're going to be the happiest, most united Nurglings in the Garden!"

His words were simple and direct, yet full of infectious force.

"Bololololo!!!"

All the Nurglings cheered. They crowded around Liu Zhipeng, hopping and bouncing as they expressed their excitement and support.

Liu Zhipeng, a soul from another world, had successfully gathered his first group of followers through a carefully planned "performance."

He gave his organization a resounding name—the "Nurgling Gang."

Of course, only he knew that name. To the other Nurglings, they had simply gained a clever, generous, and very good-fighting "big brother."

Their big brother's name was Boss.

It was a nickname Boji had come up with in a moment of urgency, based on Liu Zhipeng's commanding air.

Thus, in an inconspicuous corner of the Nurgling Garden, the Nurgling Gang—led by a transmigrator's soul, with Boss at its head and Boji as his second-in-command—was officially established.

Their first goal was... to try everything in the Garden that looked like food.