Just three days after Ji Heng made up his mind, another transfer student arrived at the academy.
The newcomer was wearing an extremely strange garment, the color of which was even somewhat jarring to the eye. On it, one could vaguely make out a line of words: Tongx Iced Tea.
Ice Tea's hair was also unusual; the front clumps were dark red, while the back was green. It was the first time Ah Mian had ever seen someone like this, and she didn't know how he managed to dye his hair.
"Is this...is this a beggar...?" Wangwang whispered to her, "Judging from the broken bowl he carries, he must have been a beggar from outside the city before."
This person was about fourteen or fifteen years old, extremely thin, with most of his hair covering his eyes. He uttered two sentences to the people in the study.
"Heh, so this is what hell looks like?"
"May God also bless my Prince Xuan."
After saying that, he put his hands together and suddenly began to place them on his head and rotate them rapidly, twisting his whole body from side to side!
Not only that, but a series of ethereal sounds emanated from his clothes, and the energetic drumbeats exploded in the room: "There's a game that makes you younger the more you play it, and that's Mobile X-Elite. Nobody here calls you 'brother,' because everyone calls you 'elementary school student'!"
"Come on, come on! Come on, come on, come on!"
The school was in complete chaos; no one had ever seen or heard of such sorcery. Moreover, the sound was exceptionally piercing, causing excruciating headaches, as if it were a demonic chant.
Some of the timid scholars were so frightened that they trembled and fell to the ground.
Wangwang panicked at this moment because the scene in front of him was really unbelievable. How could such a sound come from the human body? And the sound was so loud and did not stop at all. The demonic sound could keep looping!
"Ahhh, Mian, let's run! If we keep listening, our insides will explode! Then it will be too late!" she shouted.
Amian was also dizzy and terrified, and had no strength left to move.
The scholar in the study stood closest to Wang Zixuan, his hands covering his ears, his eyes glazed over, futilely shouting something—
But nobody can hear us!
Gradually, A-Mian calmed down. She tore two strips of paper, crumpled them into balls, and stuffed them into her ears. Seeing that it worked, she quickly made two more for Wangwang to plug his ears, and the others followed suit.
“Don’t be afraid,” A-Mian stood up, “He doesn’t know our names, he can’t hurt us at all!”
She had heard the story of the Monkey King, one part of which was that the Golden Horn and Silver Horn Kings had a treasure gourd that could suck anyone who answered its name into it!
This person must have that gourd, and he must have hidden it on his person. I just don't know how many people he must have sucked into it to make such a loud noise.
“It’s just a trivial skill.” Another person stood up; it was Ji Hengzhi, whose face was deathly pale. “I’ve seen a similar trick before in the state capital. It was ventriloquists who pretended to sing and speak using their bellies…”
After Wang Zixuan finished a smooth combo, he looked up and saw that everyone below was in chaos. With a wicked smile, he took out a flat, brick-like object from his clothes and poked it with his finger.
The demonic sound disappeared.
"Listen up, everyone! From now on, this academy is under my protection! Remember, my surname is Wang, Wuang Wang, and I am the school bully, Wang Zixuan."
Wang Zixuan, fifteen years old, has been here for several months.
In the complete silence, he quickly glanced at his phone battery; it was down to 74%.
Since arriving here, his phone has been showing no signal and no network; he can't make calls to anyone, and all messages fail to load. Only previously cached videos can still be played normally.
In the first few days after he opened his eyes, Wang Zixuan found himself in a mountain forest with several houses, but no one lived there or appeared in them.
He thought he had been kidnapped and waited anxiously for rescue.
However, after being starving for three or four days, he felt he was about to starve to death and a strong will to survive emerged.
Wang Zixuan's experience growing up in the countryside helped him. He picked some wild fruit from the tree and then began to take stock of the food in the houses. The group seemed to have left in a hurry, and there was still more than half a bag of rice and flour left.
He lit a fire, fetched water from the stream, and cooked a pot of wheat porridge that was a bit harsh on his throat. He then wolfed it down.
Then he discovered that the fake Nike backpack he had been carrying was still there.
When I opened it, it was the same old stuff inside.
A power bank, a baton, a steel pipe, a school uniform jacket (many places don't allow students to wear school uniforms, so he often stuffed it in his bag), a bottle of iced tea, a pack of Zhonghua cigarettes (full of cigarette butts), a lighter, and a notice of suspension from school for half a year.
Wang Zixuan picked up the note, tore it into shreds, and threw it into the stream.
He was very confused because he never read novels; he found anything with words to be annoying.
So he never knew what had happened. After solving his stomach problem, he quickly fell into a state of boredom.
It's no fun at all when there's no internet on your phone.
However, he was so bored that he even read several novels that came with the reading app on his phone.
When my head hurts from looking at things, I eat and sleep.
However, he soon discovered a problem: his power bank had a capacity of 10,000 mAh, which could only fully charge his phone three times at most.
Right now, he was absolutely certain there was nowhere to charge his phone.
After all, there wasn't even an electric light.
So when he charged it for the second time, he switched his phone to power saving mode and turned the brightness down to the lowest setting.
No one spoke, and none of my brothers were there. I had just bought this cool, modified electric scooter after scrimping and saving, but I couldn't bring it with me. Now I don't know who got it.
Around the tenth day, Wang Zixuan noticed that the soil behind a tree was different.
With nothing else to do, he rummaged around for a bit and actually discovered a cellar!
Wang Zixuan didn't go down immediately. After a day and a night of ventilation, he turned on the flashlight on his phone, went down, and was surprised.
It was all box after box of pure white silver!
That could buy so many electric cars!
Wang Zixuan frantically recalled the price of silver and finally decided to leave the mountains.
Then he took some wild fruit and food and spent a day and a night to reach the nearest village.
...Then he was treated like a monster, and the whole village beat him so badly with hoes and sticks that he almost got seriously injured.
He returned to the mountains in a disheveled state.
After that, he rallied. Wherever he went, he would use his phone's "looping" function and "flashlight" to impress people.
These are the two most effective functions he developed.
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