Chapter 492: Chapter 267 Overlord Sunflower
If you were to ask which two clubs in Time Square were the largest and most lively, it would undoubtedly be the Mecha Club and the Fighting Club.
Correspondingly, they had the most members in related majors, and not to mention, an abundance of good-looking boys and girls, talented individuals everywhere. Many star students who were usually out of sight were among them.
In this era where many forces stood side by side, peace was not as wonderful as people imagined. Only by following the strong or becoming strong oneself could one gather enough capital for future adventures in interstellar space.
These two clubs were the best places to enhance one’s own strength, and the threshold to join was much lower. Compared to the Starship Research Club, which was almost monopolized by noble students, it was a pipe dream for ordinary students to become captains.
Even if they were lucky enough to get in, the natural barriers of those circles would keep most students with average family backgrounds and limited perspectives out in the cold.
So the busiest clubs with the best locations were the Mecha and Fighting clubs!
Inside the recruitment area of the Mecha Club, about a dozen students were busy preparing.
“Lange, come over and set up two Virtual Cabins, get the power cables connected properly, and test the network,” a beefy student shouted to someone nearby.
“Coming right now, boss!” Lange, with a small mustache, scampered over.
“Clumsy hands and feet, hurry up! Today we’re recruiting, and Senior Brother Crock has gone to attend a special meeting organized by the school. We’re in charge of recruiting for the club today, and we can’t afford to mess it up!” the beefy student shouted with a menacing look.
“Don’t worry, I’ve run many teaching classes, very professionally, leave it to me,” Lange boasted as he thumped his chest with a loud bang.
For Brother Wolf, none of these matters were a problem.
Heh, newbies, you’re about to be sifted by Brother Wolf’s keen eye.
Pick out the real talents as the club’s reserve force, then choose the true noobs for the next batch of students for the Lonewolf Teaching class.
There are always more rookies than experts. When it comes to pretending to be an expert and swindling, Lange boasts that he’s the number one and nobody dares to claim any of the top ten spots.
He would make another score for himself, then making money in the future would be a matter of minutes.
The Seven War Generals of the Mecha Club weren’t there either. As the top combat force of the club, they naturally had some privileges, such as more freedom concerning their own time. Recruiting newbies was too trivial for them to make an appearance.
Clapping his hands and looking at the several Mechas lying quietly under the spacious sunshade, Lange smiled proudly.
Professional indeed! You couldn’t find a second person with such efficiency in the whole club.
Now, the fun part was about to begin.
Just wait for these newbies to swarm in. Heh, what kind of experts could there be? Even if there were, Brother Wolf’s special trick would be enough to screw you over!
Bro, I’m a Gold 1 star on the internal network, Gold 5 stars externally!
Lange had just opened a delicious beverage and hadn’t had the chance to drink it when he got up with a smile and said to a few new students who were walking over, “This is the Mecha Club’s recruitment ground. Are you here to register?”
…
When Wang Nuonuo dialed Mu Fan on Sky Communication, Chuchu curiously stared ahead and tugged at Nuonuo’s clothes.
“What’s up?”
“Nuonuo, look over there, there’s a moving sunflower!”
Following Chuchu’s pointing hand, Wang Nuonuo clearly saw that shaking giant sunflower.
At this moment, the Sky Communication also connected.
“Boss, where are you? We’ve arrived.”
“Uhm…” Mu Fan looked up and saw White Hair strutting proudly next to him, awkwardly saying, “We’ve also arrived. If you see a sunflower in the crowd, that should be us…”
“I think I see it.” Nuonuo put down the Sky Communication and said to Chuchu, “That sunflower over there is where they are. I’ll go over first.”
“What? Hahaha, your boss is so talented.”
“All right, I won’t chat further. You go check out the Starship Research Club first; I’ll follow shortly.”
Wang Nuonuo made a face and pushed Chuchu aside, then with her long white legs, she hopped and skipped her way over.
…
In the crowded Time Square, roads crisscrossed.
One man with a sunflower walked with flair, calmly watching the crowd automatically parting for him. Following him were four people. When they reached a fork in the road, White Hair suddenly pulled out a tablet to check, then pointed in one direction and declared,
“We go that way!”
“Why?” asked Wang Nuonuo, tilting her little face curiously. She was relieved that the person with the sunflower wasn’t Mu Fan – at least her boss was normal.
This made Mu Fan beside her show an expression of helpless resignation; his experience taught him—never give White Hair even a sliver of a chance to show off!
“That’s where I feel the breath of spring.”
White Hair’s face radiated with a holy and devout light.
Li Xiaoxi covered her face in resignation, and Gu Yunyou silently sipped her strawberry ice coffee…
In the end, none of them could stop White Hair from chasing dreams, and they were all led by him toward a path at 4 o’clock.
A few minutes later, aside from Wang Nuonuo’s intoxicated exclamation, “It’s so beautiful!”, Mu Fan and the others were stunned as they looked at the four characters made out of flowers – Flower Arrangement Club.
Their first stop for the day was indeed led by White Hair here.
And now, White Hair had excitedly rushed in empty-handed.
Where was his sunflower? The group looked towards the bushes at the side.
“Girl, let me tell you~”
“Call me Senior Sister!”
“Oh, pretty Senior Sister, really, this goes against my heart, because you look so young, just like my little sister.”
The slim girl at the reception covered her mouth and laughed, clearly finding White Hair extremely humorous.
But the next second, White Hair would let her understand that true sleaziness knows no time or place.
“Why do you want to join the Flower Arrangement Club?” a bespectacled girl beside asked defensively, clearly not fond of such smooth-talking boys.
“Why join the Flower Arrangement Club? Because I love this art, I really want to tell those who love flowers, with my own two hands I will make your dreams come true. So today, I’ve brought my own work, hoping all the beautiful Senior Sisters will like it.”
White Hair’s words immediately piqued the interest of the girls in the Flower Arrangement Club, with some even feeling a sense of anticipation.
The silver-tongued boy looked somewhat handsome, and sweet-talking, too; the junior boys nowadays are really something else.
Pairs of beautiful eyes turned toward him, among them a few above 90 points, causing many onlooking boys to gulp.
Yin Shuai, seeing the eyes near him all turn his way, revealed a mysterious smile on his face and swung his arm, shouting loudly, “Xiaoxi, bring me my props!”
His voice echoed throughout the land, drawing sideways glances from those around.
Who is this idiot calling out to?
When a large sunflower slowly rose from the roadside bushes and emerged, people saw a boy wearing a baseball cap with a reluctant expression.
Li Xiaoxi took out a pair of sunglasses and put them on; he wasn’t going to let anyone see his face clearly this time.
Holding the huge sunflower, under White Hair’s cold, gleaming gaze, he uneasily faced everyone’s upward glances as he made his way over.
Like a warrior performing a sacred flag-raising ceremony, the massive sunflower was his banner.
“Boss, your flower,” Li Xiaoxi said, handing the two-meter-high sunflower over as he approached.
Returning a satisfied gaze to Li Xiaoxi, then White Hair turned his attention to Mu Fan and Wang Nuonuo, who were watching the scene, showing a radiant smile.
Mu Fan had been closely watching him all along, but hurriedly looked down when White Hair’s head turned his way, murmuring, “Nuonuo, don’t look.”
Before she had a chance to look up after hearing Mu Fan’s words, Wang Nuonuo obediently did not raise her head.
On the other side, White Hair’s mouth twitched in disappointment.
Alas, this moment of glory… I alone shall savor it.
He planted the giant sunflower firmly in front of him, and then under the shocked gazes of the many girls from the Flower Arrangement Club, White Hair took out a steel cone and swiftly punched dozens of holes in the stem.
Then, with a smile on his face, as he watched the girls’ eyes and mouths widen in disbelief, White Hair showed eight gleaming white teeth: “And now, witness a miracle.”
Snatching a basket of gold thread chrysanthemums he had been eyeing from a corner of the table, he inserted the chrysanthemums precisely into those holes with dizzying speed before the cluster of girls could react.
Instantly, the 2-meter-tall sunflower’s stem burst into a bloom of chrysanthemums, like a giant… flower mace.
Then, with a slightly arrogant smile at the corner of his mouth, White Hair looked meaningfully at the girls from the Flower Arrangement Club.
“My creation—Overlord Sunflower!”
Pfft!
Pfft!
A few girls who had just finished arranging flowers and were drinking water glanced over inadvertently.
A mist of water sprayed through the air.
A group of embarrassed girls immediately threw baskets of flowers from the table at the dead shameless White Hair.
“Am I accepted now?”
White Hair fled with his head covered.
“Get out of here now!” a chorus of delicate scolding followed him.
However, as soon as Mu Fan realized what White Hair’s creation, the Overlord Sunflower, was leading to, he felt a foreboding sensation and shouted to Wang Nuonuo, who was still looking down, “Run.”
So now Mu Fan and Wang Nuonuo were already dozens of meters ahead of White Hair.
Wang Nuonuo was all confused, “Sir, what are we doing? Aren’t we watching flower arranging?”
“Changing location, that flower arrangement exploded,” Mu Fan said with a bitter face.
“Sir, can flowers explode? Where are we going next?”
Flowers might not explode, but people do!
Mu Fan didn’t know how to explain to Wang Nuonuo about his extremely absurd teammate.
“To the Mecha Club!”
…
As Mu Fan and Wang Nuonuo were heading this way, a group of about twelve or thirteen people dressed in the common uniform of senior students appeared in front of the recruitment area of the Mecha Club.
Lange curiously looked at this solemn-faced group and couldn’t help asking cheerfully, “What brings you to the Mecha Club, fellow students?”
These people were strutting around, but they must have come to the wrong place. If they were looking for trouble in the Mecha Club, that would be interesting.
“Just looking.”
After scanning the area, the young man at the front turned his head, frowned, and said, “Didn’t see it, come back with me for now, I’ll arrange for a few points for you to look again later.”
“Yes, Young Master Rong.”