Angry Laugh

When Lu Wu opened his eyes, he found that the world had changed completely.
The world before him did not have fancy magic, nor ultimate Dou Qi.
What it had were summoners that form contracts with summoned beasts.
And coincidentally, he was such a summoner, although not a professional one, and his first summoned beast was a piece of crap.
But that was fine, because he also had a golden finger!

My starting summon is a small skeleton

While Zhao Futu was showing off, Lu Wu's eyes were on the Angel, pondering both the Angel's attribute and gender, completely oblivious to what Zhao Futu, standing ten meters away, was saying.


By the time he snapped to attention, Zhao Futu had finished his act and run off, without giving Lu Wu any chance to respond.


This left Lu Wu feeling extremely frustrated and resentful.


Was it simply because he was a little more handsome, a little more talented, a little stronger, a little richer?


Why did it seem like everyone wanted to pick on him for sport?


He was just trying to have a good match, yet Guzhentian had to butt in, and now Zhao Futu had emerged.


Moreover, that girl from District 11 seemed to have glanced back and glared at him as she left.


At this point, Lu Wu really wanted to ask the referee if he could now stop and kill these wretched souls.


304 Education Bureau Treasure Trove