Chapter 4: The Test of Intelligence

[ Rankings ]

[ 1. Vv: 300 ]

[ 2. Fatty: 220 ]

[ 3. Cute Loli: 215 ]

[ 3. Phlegm boy: 215 ]

[ 5. Melons: 210 ]

And the rest, I'll not show your results since it's not necessary but you'll be aware of your results on your performance.

If I wanted to, I'd scrap your name from this event but I believe that in the second and last stage, you'll bring your A-game.

All right lads. Commercial break. Take two.

You can choose to socialise or rest. Anything you want to do till the time is up to you, "Defoes said after creating a throne made of unknown material that was releasing a multitude of lights.

His image as a man of power was further cemented in the minds of the contestants. Sowing seeds of ambition within some of them.

'Tsk brats. Did they expect me to be fair or something? I gave the points randomly. Did they expect me to follow the rules? I am the rule. When you are in my position, you do things on a whim.'

'What the hell? Really of all things, it just had to be phlegm boy. Today hasn't been the best of days for me. Oh, come on!! How did I lose to that meatball? My life is a lie.

And to top it off I got tied to someone who is not here, Vincent said as he scanned the surroundings looking for the so-called Cute Loli whom he could not find. How the hell are the points even calculated? I did between 110 to 120 push-ups.

The fatty didn't get to 100. Hell, I'm sure he didn't get to 30 but he managed to get second. Or was it posture that was being inspected? Didn't he say he was checking willpower? Maybe it was because I had thoughts of forfeiting so it hampered my willpower. I think giving up means having a weak will. I may be wrong, only the Supervisor knows what pertains to it.

If Vincent knew the ranking for the top two was based on a whim. His reaction would have been priceless.

"Why don't I use this chance to network? Who knows we might be born in the same town, country, or continent. Right, why don't I test the waters with the big man? Oh, right I forgot I won't be born as a human. Maybe I can decei…* Ahem* I mean convince the big guy to take the monster route. Wait don't the Mc in web novels have a fat friend? So if I make the fat brother my friend. Won't I be an Mc? I feel like I'm getting somewhere with my thought process. Whatever.

I need to convince fatty to reincarnate as a monster hero, so I won't be lonely.

Lemme rehearse my lines a bit.

Brother, I heard of your auspicious dream and I have a proposition for you.

Why don't you reincarnate as a monster hero? Now hear me out, I know I might sound like a madman. But who suffers more than monsters that have evolved to their humanoid form?

Don't they need justice too?

I think they need justice the most. I'm on to something. I think this can work. No, it will work. Off to persuade fatty and cement my role as the main character or something.', Vincent patted the dust off his body and swaggered his way to the fatty Hakim.

He glanced at Hakim and tried to put up a kind smile but it came out very creepy since he was drooling.

'I did it. I was second. I am one step towards my dream as a hero. Heroes never fall indeed. They always rise back stronger. I'll carry my grandfather's legacy of fighting for justice. Since heroes are always on the side of justice. But wait how was I second, I did 10 push-ups. It might be that Kami-sama is inspired by my sense of heroism. Yes, that might be it,' as Hakim was lost in thought a silly smile was plastered on his face. He suddenly felt a shiver run down his spine. Not knowing a scheming devil had set his eyes on him.

"What was that? Why am I shaking?" Hakim pondered as he glanced and his trembling arms which could not stop shaking.

Meanwhile, Viva was surrounded by boys like flies do faeces. As humans are social creatures they tend to flock to others who inspire confidence or security

"Miss what lovely white hair you have. This type of white reminds me of semen. "

..."

"So true. Wait what the fuck? This pervert. "

"No, it's not what it sounds like. I mean her hair reminds me of a snowman. The whitishness. The fluffy feeling it emits when the wind blows. "

"Get out of here you perv."

"Miss, this might be the first and last time we meet. Do you mind telling me a bit about yourself?"

As everyone was expectantly waiting for Viva to say something, what she said next left them stunned. With a visible frown on her face showing her irritation. She coldly looked at them and said what was on her mind.

"Scram Fodders."

"Aiyaya. It seems we have a feisty Missus here. No need to be pissed. I am sure our fellow brothers mean no harm," a red hair boy showing a polite smile said to Viva. He had mauve-coloured eyes which were rare. His jawline is triangular complementing his oval-shaped head. His nose was flat, and his face not spotting any pimples.

"I am Syrr", He let out whilst approaching Viva.

Syrr walked confidently towards Viva. He leaned his face towards her licking his lips.

" Your performance in the first round was excellent. But it ends here and now. The next stage is where I take the lead. Join me. I need someone like you in my next life. We can talk to Seth. In an unfamiliar world instead of going solo, we should stick together as a cohesive unit. I will personally use a wish of mine to make sure we reincarnate together. I guarantee I'll take first place in terms of intelligence. All you need to do is to take my hand," Seth whispered whilst stretching his palm towards Viva, encouraging her to take it.

He was confident he would be first though his confidence was a bit unnerving. The look on his face showed no arrogance just his trust in his intelligence. As he waited for Viva, believing she would join him, Vincent also made his way towards Fatty.

"Brother Fatty your heroic performance in the previous round is an inspiration towards contestants like us who believe in the light", the first thing Vincent did was to bootlick fatty through bs he got from who knows where.

As humans who yearns not to be complimented and looked up to. As a result communication between him and Fatty started on a smooth note.

" Senior brother, this little one goes by the name Vincent. Your awe-inspiring performance was a feast for the eyes. Alas fated not to be first you met a monster named Viva. But I believe in the next round you will show us all that heroes aren't only brains but brains. That I know", Vincent sighed as if he was sad Fatty was not first and kept on heaping praise upon praise still maintaining a humble smile on his face.

As for Fatty, he was so stunned that his triple-layered chin almost touched the ground. To not keep him waiting he quickly gathered himself.

'I never knew I could be this fluent. I should try to be a minister in my next life.

Hais! This mouth of mine also landed me in trouble. If only I could be that polite I would probably reincarnate as a high human or something. But on a serious note that Defoe was way too ugly. Like who does that? If my future self at that said I should watch my mouth I would probably still diss Defoe. Words cannot define his ugliness. His creator was probably frustrated. As Vincent was in the dark.

Come on. Talk to me, I don't have all day. Stop smiling like a fool. I don't have all day. There are other victims to convince. '

With that, he calmly waited for Fatty who was still organising his thoughts not wiping away his smile.