Chapter 4: Xiao Sao turns into a dead dog

  "As long as you persist in your efforts, everyone can be the protagonist of their own life!" Many people must have heard similar words before. However, whether or not they believe it is another matter altogether.

  "Whoever is believed is the S- tyrant!" Tang Xiao said bluntly as always. Since he understood that students with good grades are more popular than those with poor grades; rich students are more liked and valued by teachers than poor students; a classmate with an official father committed a big mistake, even the teacher and principal did not dare to punish him... He knew he couldn't be the "main character".

  "If someone like me, who is both academically and physically disabled, can become the main character of society, then probably everyone can get promoted and rich!" Xiaohe occasionally thinks about this proposition, but the answer is surprisingly consistent: he is indeed a waste, purely that kind.

  So, it can be imagined that when this mediocre guy was surprised to learn: "Congratulations, you can now play the leading role", his first reaction would not be the kind of crazy joy and skyward wailing of "Hong Huo Nan". On the contrary, Tang Xiao Sau was very "shocked", he stared wide-eyed and muttered: "Why? How could they choose me? This is unscientific!"

  "Heaven helps those who help themselves, unfortunately you are not one of them!" The system became even more solidified, and its eyes could be seen shining brighter as it said faintly: "This game system was purely developed to help countless useless people throughout the universe, with the efforts of numerous top scientists over nearly a hundred years. Generally speaking, the more useless a person is, the higher their chances of being selected - this is a very scientific probability problem!"

  "I'm indeed a waste!" Tang Xiao heard the explanation and surprisingly didn't argue, but nodded and said: "I spend several times more time studying than others, yet I still can't compare to those who don't put in much effort; when bullied, I dare not speak out, but can only grit my teeth and bear it, plotting revenge in secret; I have no talents, having written dozens of books of calligraphy, yet they're still as bad as a primary school student's scribbles..."

  As he was narrating his misfortune, the "system man" had already appeared. He was a tall and sturdy man with a height of about 2 meters, yellow skin and black hair, with an ordinary flat head. His facial features were not particularly distinctive, neither fierce nor handsome. It can be said that except for his height and physique which made Tang Xiao envied, the others were not eye-catching at all.

  "Tell me directly, do you still have confidence?" It interrupted Xiao Shuai's monologue, looking at him coldly with his head lowered: "Before starting specific reinforcement training, the system must figure out whether there is still a hint of pride and resilience deep within your heart!"

  "Arrogance and... strength?" Tang Xiao looked at the towering figure in front of him, his eyes filled with envy, and a hint of confusion flashed across his face. His voice was low as he said, "Is there or isn't there, does it make a difference?"

  After half a beat of silence

  System: "......It seems that the highest level of reinforcement must be implemented on you!" As soon as its voice fell, Tang Xiao suddenly fell to the ground with a "bang", and his whole body curled up into a ball like a cooked shrimp, clutching his head and letting out a heart-wrenching scream: "Pain...pain ah..."

  The system stared at him with an expressionless face, his desperate roar seemingly like a god looking down on mortals: "In this world, there's a saying that the things that can make men hard besides power and wealth are only fierce personal strength. And for someone like you who has almost lost all confidence, the only thing that can change you is a strong fist. So, enjoy this suffering!"

  "Old... old me... I can't take it anymore!" Tang Xiao was now on the ground, rolling around and wildly scratching and kicking everywhere. He had reached his breaking point, his eyes turned bloodshot, his chest was being clawed at by an unknown powerful force and his own hands, causing his skin to tear open. His already thin body and limbs now seemed even thinner, as if he had become a real "bamboo pole".

  If it's not terrifying enough to say that, then when Tang Xiao's originally somewhat delicate face is now being stretched and pulled, with the bridge of his nose and ears slowly changing, it looks particularly frightening.

  "Aren't you eager to grow to 8 feet tall? Don't you envy the explosive muscles of Western men? Don't you want to become a super handsome guy? Oh, and don't you also want a ** that can be used as a rubber stick? I'm sincerely fulfilling your desires now! The faint voice clearly pierced into Tang Xiao's ears, which were almost devoid of consciousness, like a dead dog that had lost all its blood: "This super-large-scale body modification is a one-time opportunity only! The chance to become strong lies in your thoughts, it depends on whether you have the determination and courage to endure it!"

  To be honest, this "system person" is really not suitable for the work of a political commissar. Its morale-boosting words are simply bland and unenthusiastic, and the more you listen to it, the more powerless you feel. If it were to take on the role of a negotiation expert, I'm afraid many people who could have been saved from jumping off buildings would end up doing so in frustration, rather than finding hope for survival.

  But something strange happened.

  The "Blood Man" Tang Xiao, who had originally given up on life, suddenly moved his eyes that had lost their luster after hearing the various "temptations", and his hands, which had completely relaxed, also trembled slightly...

  Half a minute later - Ah!

  A faint, yet piercing scream that was even more sorrowful than a whisper, brought new life to the massive stadium which had already calmed down. Suddenly, Tang Xiao Sau, who was lying in a pool of blood with his bones exposed, opened his eyes wide with anger, his eyes red with blood. He clenched his fists and pounded them against his emaciated chest, which didn't have an ounce of good flesh left.

  "The old... son still... cannot die!"

  With a weak voice, he uttered these few words, and Tang Xiao suddenly became different. Although his body was still bleeding profusely, although his eyes were almost invisible due to excessive blood flow, and his throat was dry as if cracked open and unable to shout, but he ultimately did not faint.

  "The System Man" remained standing still, his face unchanged. However, if the carefree guy on the ground could see, he would discover that the mysterious "System Man's" eyes were gradually gleaming, just like a playful child who had found an interesting toy.