Chapter 236 Baby Stroller

A good leader doesn’t need to have strong strategic abilities or grand decision-making skills, but they must possess a silver tongue that’s capable of charming others.

Otherwise, they wouldn’t even be able to gather their first loyal followers.

Clearly, the fat guy had a knack for this.

Since the Dragon Lord was already aware of what the Summer Family was all about and considered them the personnel to be recruited, the fat guy simply went along with that notion and charmed them all over—his attitude was just right.

The Summer Family itself was quite large, so placing too much emphasis on such a small organization would feel off, which is why the fat guy’s tone carried a subtly arrogant air—because from the perspective of the Dragon Lord and the others, the Summer Family definitely had the standing to look down on them, even the small fry underneath their influence.

Moreover, since the fat guy was sent to lead this small organization, he probably held a bit of weight within the Summer Family, just not too high.

So, he made sure to show sincere intentions, letting them believe he genuinely wanted to develop Canglong, aiming to expand his own power and garner a glance of approval from the Summer Family, or even give the whole Canglong a voice in the Summer Family.

It was as if everything he said and did conveyed one message to them—

They were destined for greatness, and would no longer just be a small organization, but a massive force that could be recognized within the Summer Family or even throughout the chaotic world!

Wasn’t that exciting?

Think about those young folks who suddenly gained abilities and found an organization, believing themselves to be superior. What did they desire the most? Wasn’t it to showcase their power in the future turmoil? To stand at a height they could never have reached in their previous lives?

Undeniably, the fat guy was drawing a grand picture, but it was an enticing one! There were hardly any among them who could resist the temptation, including the Dragon Lord, who was nearly swayed by the fat guy’s charm.

After all, at heart, the Dragon Lord just wanted to survive in the chaos to come. What he sought was a place to settle down, and since the fat guy was willing to let him stay, he was naturally pleased, even if it wasn’t as the top dog—truth be told, after leading Canglong to this point, he recognized he wasn’t exactly cut out to be a leader.

Even if the Summer Family hadn’t come knocking, other troubles would eventually find them.

In comparison, this was already the best outcome.

Since everything was settled, the fat guy then swiftly reorganized the entire group, removing those troublemakers the Dragon Lord had mentioned who were known to have spilled blood—those who had seen combat at this stage were considered dangerous. Even if they had the potential for reform, this small organization didn’t have the energy to waste on them.

Then, with a grand flourish, the fat guy changed the organization’s name to “Baby Stroller.”

—The Dragon Lord protested fiercely, but to no avail.

According to the fat guy: “Before we develop and grow stronger, the most crucial thing is to keep a low profile, avoiding drawing attention from unwanted forces. To be honest, the Dragon Lord used to do well in this aspect, but his subordinates have been lacking—plainly speaking, they thought joining this organization made them hotshots, eager to boast about joining a powerful force called Canglong. So I’m changing the name to Baby Stroller; let’s see who has the gall to brag later about being part of this so-called ‘great force,’ the Baby Stroller!”

—Unsurprisingly, this strategy had a significant effect, and more than ten people chose to leave that day.

Xia Xinyan felt grateful she hadn’t openly joined this organization.

However, under the fat guy’s stormy restructuring, the overall force looked much more organized, and now it was time for the growth phase. After this, it would no longer be Xia Xinyan or Ling Mo’s concern.

Monica, on the other hand, planned to stay a little longer to gather firsthand information for her money-making scheme, but Xia Xinyan and Ling Mo felt there was no need to remain.

It’s worth mentioning that as the two were leaving, the fat guy brought up another matter—

“By the way, are you planning to participate in the upcoming God of War Cup?”

Xia Xinyan paused momentarily.

She had been so caught up in the affairs here that she had nearly forgotten all about it.

The God of War Cup was the first truly large-scale PVP competition held at the beginning of the year, organized by all the major forces in the country.

In her previous life, this competition indicated the official transition of the game from mid to late stages, with all major forces being formally introduced, and the country starting to meddle in related areas, leading to a gradual chaos… For those with average strength, it might just be a casual entertainment event, but for the powerful, it was the prelude to a grand festival.

Like a signal, humanity pushed itself into a new world; once-established orders began to collapse, new orders commenced, ushering in an era brimming with opportunities.

Most importantly, the God of War Cup was also an opportunity for all forces and individuals to showcase their strengths. The majority of those who stood till the end in this competition became prominent figures in the future.

In her previous life, Xia Xinyan was still in the phase of floundering around without grasping the game, thereby missing out on this prime opportunity. This time, she certainly had no reason not to seize it.

“Of course, we will participate.” She smiled, taking Ling Mo’s hand. “And not just participate; we aim for the best results!”

The fat guy paused before nodding: “As expected of Miss Xia. If possible, I hope to hitch a ride with you.”

“As long as you don’t hold us back.” Xia Xinyan waved her hand and led Ling Mo away.

Naturally, Ling Mo had also heard about the God of War Cup through his channels. He had previously guessed that Xinyan wouldn’t miss this opportunity, but hearing her just now declare she wanted the best results still made him feel… a bit exaggerated.

“The ones likely to participate will be the strongest. Is Xinyan really that confident?” he couldn’t help but ask on the way.

Xia Xinyan shook her head: “I have confidence in you.”

“Me?”

“Yeah,” she tilted her head to look at him and said softly, “There are many online who think you depend on me, on Miss Xia and the Summer Family behind her to reach such heights. That perception might impact your future path. You need to prove yourself, showing everyone that even without Miss Xia, you are still Ling Mo. And power is the most direct proof.”

She couldn’t protect Ling Mo forever; it was time for him to spread his wings.

Yet, hearing her say this, Ling Mo was taken aback: “Xinyan… are you going to leave?”

“Huh? When did I say I was leaving?”

“…Then that’s good.” The softness of his words was barely audible, even to himself.

But the emotions in his gaze began to stir inexplicably.

He would never allow her to leave.

As long as he had strength, a means to prove himself… no one would take her away, right…?