Battle Frenzy

Chapter 5

Simba shot excitedly up into the air, his legs spread apart as he pointed his finger towards the sky. He loudly proclaimed, “LUCKY!”

However, in midair, that clown, which had been about Wang Zhong’s size, suddenly began to shrink rapidly. He continued shrinking until he was palm-sized, then descended at last. The Fate Roulette faded away and the space returned to pure darkness.

After Wang Zhong regained control of his body, he immediately rushed over and held the dying Simba in his hands. He spoke through clenched teeth, “You scoundrel. I didn’t want this kind of damned present! You better return to normal for me!”

The tiny Simba’s nose trembled as he forced out a few words. “Frie… nd. This is the last time I can help you…”

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He reached out his tiny hand in a desperate attempt to touch Wang Zhong, but his arm powerlessly fell back down. “I’m so very tired now… I don’t feel well… Friend… We must separate… forever…”

Wang Zhong couldn’t bear it any longer. Tears began to stream down his face, dripping one by one. When he was just two years old, alone on the sickbed, enduring bone-scraping pain, he hadn’t cried. But now, his partner for the last ten years…

Wang Zhong clenched his teeth tightly. This was the first time he felt so angry at himself for his weakness and helplessness.

Ah… Was it an illusion? Simba seemed to be stealing glances at him.

…

It wasn’t an illusion. The tiny Simba smirked in Wang Zhong’s hands.

This… This guy had actually tricked him into crying!!!

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“You…” Wang Zhong tearfully muttered.

Noticing that Wang Zhong had seen through his deceit, Simba promptly sat up. “Cough cough. Wang Zhong ah. No, no. It was just a joke. You can see I’m already so miserable. Hey hey. We can talk this out, alright? Don’t pinch my nose you brat!!!”

“AHHHHHH~”

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Ten o’clock in the morning. The day after.

Wang Zhong was startled awake. He usually woke up at six in the morning, but his sleep seemed especially deep last night. He’d never felt this way before.

‘Simba? What happened to Simba?’

Wang Zhong scratched his head. Simba had started that demonic roulette all by himself and aside from the effects it had caused on his soul sea, Simba had shrunk into a palm-sized version of himself. He’d paid a steep cost to forcefully spin the roulette and now lay dormant. If they tried it again, it would likely cost his life. Wang Zhong could only look after himself from now on.

The crack on the seal had widened a bit. Even though his soul power had only risen to 50 grassos, its significance was completely different for Wang Zhong!

…

‘What’s that smell?’

There was a strange odor inside the house, which nearly caused him to suffocate to death. His bed sheet was stained with some demonic coloring, as if it had been soaked in sludge. Wang Zhong quickly opened a window. This definitely wasn’t him wetting the bed!

He felt refreshed by the breeze flowing in. Although his soul power wasn’t too stable at the moment, Wang Zhong could still feel his body bursting with vitality.

Excitedly opening the door, he let in the fragrant aroma of food. His stomach immediately rumbled in response to the smell, and he soon discovered that the table was already lined with a sumptuous breakfast, as well as a note.