Chapter 4
Chapter 4: Cards
[Ding ! The host is facing Wang Sheng's challenge, triggering a god-level selection task. Please choose from the following options:]
[Option 1:Endure humiliation and allow Wang Sheng to bully you. Reward: the title of <Iron Waste>.]
[Option 2:Curry favour with Wang Sheng. Reward: the title of <Lackey. >]
[Option 3:Teach Wang Sheng a lesson by force and establish your status. Reward: unlimited storage space.]
Seeing the rewards for the first two options, Qi Ling felt a cold sweat break out on his back.
The thought of earning those titles made him shudder if he really ended up with either one, he might as well find a way to disappear out of sheer embarrassment!
On the other hand, the reward for the third option unlimited storage space was absolutely worthwhile.
It would allow Qi Ling to carry a storage space with him at all times, ready whenever needed.
It was the ultimate convenience, and there was no reason to pass it up.
[Ding! Congratulations to the host for choosing Option Three: teach Wang Sheng a lesson.
You have received the reward: unlimited storage space!]
Qi Ling then turned a cold gaze towards Wang Sheng but didn't bother to respond.
Instead, he chose the best bed for himself and began unpacking his belongings.
"Hey! How dare you ignore me!" Wang Sheng shouted angrily as he marched over.
"And that bed is mine! You better move to another one!"
"Your bed?" Qi Ling smiled coolly.
"It's a fine bed, but from now on, it's mine."
"You're asking for it, brat! I'll teach you a lesson!"
With that, Wang Sheng threw a punch at Qi Ling's face, his body faintly glowing with soul power.
Clearly, he had tapped into his martial soul's strength, intending to give Qi Ling a good beating.
But Qi Ling didn't even glance at the incoming fist.
He casually raised his right hand and caught Wang Sheng's confident punch effortlessly.
Then, with just a small amount of pressure, Wang Sheng yelped in pain, begging for mercy.
"Ah! It hurts! Let go of me!" Wang Sheng cried out, tears welling up as he felt his hand was about to be crushed.
"Listen up, kid," Qi Ling said coldly.
"I don't care what games you're playing here, but don't mess with me."
"Otherwise, you'll regret it."
When Wang Sheng didn't immediately answer, Qi Ling tightened his grip slightly.
"Do you understand?"
"I understand! I understand!" Wang Sheng hurriedly pleaded.
"From now on, you're the boss of Qishe! I'll do whatever you say!"
Satisfied with the response, Qi Ling released Wang Sheng, adjusted his bed, and lay down as if nothing had happened.
Wang Sheng was terrified, but being a child, he wasn't one to stay down for long.
Noticing Qi Ling relaxing, he cautiously approached him.
"You're really strong! The way you took me down earlier was that a soul skill?" Wang Sheng asked, a mix of fear and admiration in his voice.
"I didn't even use my martial soul, let alone any soul skills," Qi Ling replied indifferently.
"You're just too weak,your physical condition is poor,If you train hard, you might improve."
"Okay, boss! I'll definitely train harder from now on," Wang Sheng said, now smiling broadly.
In the end, the instinct to follow the strong prevailed. Although Qi Ling had beaten Wang Sheng, he had also earned his respect.
"Actually, I never wanted to bully anyone, I just wanted to be in charge," Wang Sheng continued, sounding more sincere.
"But as working students, we get bullied so much that we have to stick together."
"Huddling together for warmth is what goats do, Wang Sheng," Qi Ling said, looking at Wang Sheng with a deeper meaning in his eyes.
"You're a tiger, aren't you?"
Qi Ling had no idea how much his words would influence Wang Sheng's future. After all, it was just something he said offhandedly.
But the immediate impact was clear Wang Sheng became one of Qi Ling's loyal followers from that day on.