The First Order Chapter 116 - 72 Transformations

Chapter 116: 72 Transformations
Just a moment ago, Ren Xiaosu was still trying his best to deny that he was Chen Wudi’s so-called master. But now the two were putting on a show of how deep their teacher-disciple relationship was?
Yan Liuyuan, Wang Fugui, and the others stared blankly at Ren Xiaosu as he took out a vial. Wang Fugui gasped as Ren Xiaosu had always treated this medicine like a treasure. Back then, Ren Xiaosu was not even willing to make it cheaper for him no matter how much he tried to persuade him! But now, Ren Xiaosu was willing to take it out and give it to Chen Wudi for free! Was this still Ren Xiaosu?
However, only Ren Xiaosu understood how a delusional person who liked subduing demons and monsters to uphold justice like Chen Wudi could end up becoming a divine weapon for him to gain heaps of gratitude tokens!
In fact, the thought of purely making use of Chen Wudi also crossed Ren Xiaosu’s mind. But when he saw Chen Wudi’s sincere gaze, he felt a little touched. He sighed and turned to look at Wang Fugui.
Before Wang Fugui could react from his shock, he heard Ren Xiaosu say to him, “Pigsy, give some food to your senior apprentice brother.”
Wang Fugui was dumbfounded. Had he gone crazy?! Wang Fugui felt as though the entire world had gone crazy! Although he had such thoughts, Wang Fugui still took out some cornbread and handed it to Chen Wudi.
“Thank you, Master!” Chen Wudi took the cornbread and stuffed it into his mouth. He was famished!
“Gratitude received from Chen Wudi, +1!” The palace’s judgment could not be wrong. This was a sincere thank you.
When Ren Xiaosu looked at Chen Wudi gobbling down his food, he suddenly felt that this master-disciple relationship wasn’t too bad.
Chen Wudi looked up and said, “Master, I’m still hungry.”
Ren Xiaosu thought that not only could this disciple fight well, he was quite an eater too.
He thought for a moment and said, “Disciple, do you know what begging for alms is?”
“Yes!” Chen Wudi nodded.
“I’ll point out a few people for you. Go up to them and ask them to spare you some vegetarian food.” Ren Xiaosu then pointed out several refugees to Chen Wudi. They all used to be Wang Yiheng’s trusted aides at the sand plant. Ren Xiaosu knew they must have hidden some of the food they had robbed from the escapees.
“OK, Master!” Chen Wudi carried the Golden-Hooped Rod and went to look for those refugees. The refugees nearly pissed their pants. Even now, Wang Yiheng was wailing in agony on the ground!
‘You call this begging for alms? Even though everyone was committing robbery all the same, what makes ours a robbery, and yours begging for alms?!’
They glanced at Wang Yiheng and decided to take out whatever food they had on them. When Chen Wudi returned to Ren Xiaosu, he was holding a lot of food, such as chocolates and crackers. Chen Wudi looked at Ren Xiaosu as though he wanted to claim credit for it. “Master, these are for you.”
Ren Xiaosu shook his head and said, “Since you’re the one who earned it, you should save it for yourself to eat.”
Honestly, Ren Xiaosu could not bear to eat any of Chen Wudi’s food. He did not feel any pressure when he strongarmed the other refugees into giving him something. But for some reason, Ren Xiaosu kept feeling a sense of guilt whenever the thought of bullying the dimwitted Chen Wudi crossed his mind. Perhaps this was also one of Chen Wudi’s talents.
Beside them, the girls from Stronghold 113 No. 2 Senior High School admired Chen Wudi. He looked rather handsome and even upheld justice for them. Other than his asylum clothes that looked rather unsightly, he looked quite suitable as a hero.
The girls stole glances at Chen Wudi. They were also at an age where they were starting to understand love. In this chaotic environment, people who could give them some sense of security would immediately give them a good impression.
Only Jiang Wu’s gaze was still on Ren Xiaosu. She suddenly felt that Ren Xiaosu might not be a good person, but he was also definitely not a bad person.
After the events blew over, everyone returned to normal. They urgently needed some rest as they still had to continue on their way tomorrow.
Ren Xiaosu found it a little odd. Those refugees had also robbed many things from the stronghold’s residents. Previously, it could be said that everyone had not dared to resist only because Wang Yiheng had a gun on him. That was understandable. But right now, Wang Yiheng, who was the backbone of the refugees, was dead, and the gun had fallen into Wang Fugui’s hands. Logically, the stronghold’s residents should be taking revenge and snatching back their belongings at this time. Unfortunately, Ren Xiaosu realized these people were still afraid of clashing with the refugees.
Initially, Ren Xiaosu’s group consisted of five people surrounding the campfire. But now it had turned into six people.
Chen Wudi ate his food noisily. It looked like he had really been starving for the past two days.
Ren Xiaosu suddenly asked, “I heard that the Great Sage can perform 72 Transformations and can use his hair to create a bunch of monkeys. Since you’re the Great Sage, do you know how to do that?”
“No.” Chen Wudi admitted his failings. He said, “Perhaps it’s because I’ve reincarnated recently. I haven’t awakened my other skills yet.”
“Have you tried it before?” Ren Xiaosu was curious.
“Yes, but it didn’t work,” Chen Wudi answered honestly.
Ren Xiaosu glanced at Chen Wudi’s head and noticed a small bald patch behind his right ear. It looked like he really had tried it before.
For some reason, Ren Xiaosu started to get the feeling that everyone’s superpowers were somehow related to their willpower.
For example, it was still a mystery as to what the value of his “mental fortitude” was.
For example, the combat strength of Xu Xianchu’s shadow clone was directly correlated to his mental strength.
But it was even more obvious for Chen Wudi. He had fantasized about being the Monkey King, and as a result, he materialized the Golden-Hooped Rod. Moreover, his physical fitness was also approaching a state that surpassed humans.
Ren Xiaosu wondered whether there were even more patients with delusions who had become supernatural beings like Chen Wudi. Wouldn’t those patients with “schizophrenia” be miserable then? They might end up killing themselves soon after becoming a supernatural being due to their own paranoia.
Of course, Ren Xiaosu felt this was quite unrealistic. Not all the mentally ill would have strong mental strength.
While he was pondering this, some female escapees walked over to Jiang Wu and asked, “Can you let us light a fire with your fire?”
Ren Xiaosu turned to look and saw that several women of different ages had approached Jiang Wu. They probably felt that being a female teacher, she would be easier to talk to about borrowing the fire as ignition than approaching Ren Xiaosu. Perhaps, they were worried Ren Xiaosu might make some indecent requests of them?
Ren Xiaosu was not happy about this. ‘What do you take me for? Am I such a desperate person? And woman, you’re already in your fifties, alright?! What’s with that wary look in your eyes while looking at me?!’
But Jiang Wu did not oblige their request. She looked at Ren Xiaosu and asked, “I borrowed your fire to light mine. Would you agree if I let them use my fire to light theirs?”
“Go ahead.” Ren Xiaosu looked up at the women. He was not so petty as to scorn them. However, Jiang Wu’s reaction surprised him.
As the women repeatedly thanked Ren Xiaosu, they lit the firewood they were carrying and returned back to their spots. From this, Ren Xiaosu reaped yet another three gratitude tokens.