Waning Moon

Three years ago, he ran rampant in Africa, undeniably the King of Soldier Kings. Three years later, he returned to the city, carless, houseless, and constantly in trouble. 
Applying to be a security guard at a company, switching from the battlefield to the office, he's low key, clever, with depth. Even security guards can have their moment in the spring.
Every time someone asked him, why are you always the unlucky one?
Basil Jaak would shyly say, it's just because I'm too obviously handsome!
...

Close body King of Soldiers

Basil Jaak asked, "What's the third round?"


Gustave pondered for a moment, just about to speak, when he suddenly saw Hessen walk up.


"Gustave, let me take the third round! I have to rebound from where I fell; I will beat him!" Hessen pleaded.


Gustave asked, "But, what are you going to compete in?"


Hessen turned his head to look at Basil Jaak and said loudly, "In your race with Joyce, I heard your wheel got damaged, but you still managed to stand the vehicle up and finish the race. So, what I want to compete with you is — standing the vehicle up, using just two wheels to create the final impact!"


"Standing the vehicle up? Sounds great." Gustave said excitedly, seemingly itching to try. He turned his head to Basil Jaak and asked, "Are you okay with it?"


Basil Jaak shook his head nonchalantly. This so-called "high difficulty" didn't seem to be anything in his eyes. As long as he had mastery over the basic balance, everything felt like a piece of cake.


Chapter 185: It's Still Me_1