Chapter 57: Why Do You Not Bow Before the Gods?!

As the Black Deer galloped down the school road with Lin Nan on its back, the system's notifications for recorded suggestions rang in his ears from time to time.

Clearly, his riding the Black Deer had brought a significant shock to the viewers in the livestream room.

And it wasn't just the netizens.

Even Lin Nan himself couldn't help but feel a surge of excitement.

After all, this sensation was incredibly marvelous, incomparable to anything one could experience on a bicycle.

Moreover, since it had been modified by the Thunder Seal, it was even more extraordinary.

Consequently, Lin Nan temporarily ignored the new suggestions.

He simply listened to the gale rushing past his ears, freely experiencing the lightning-fast speed beneath him.

***

Meanwhile, on the tree-lined avenue of Yanhai University.

Numerous tents were lined up on both sides of the road, making the originally spacious path feel somewhat crowded.

Tables were spread out under each tent, with students stationed there to guard them.

Some tents even had signboards standing beside them, reading "Recruiting for [Name] Club."

It was precisely the time when major school clubs began their recruitment drives following the completion of freshman military training.

Unlike departments such as the Student Union, these clubs leaned more toward personal interests and hobbies.

Departments like the Student Union would generally have upperclassmen visit freshman dormitories to recruit.

Often, some freshmen would be moved by their sincerity and go to the department for an interview.

Once the interview stage arrived, congratulations—the roles reversed!

Those upperclassmen who had been visiting dorms to recruit would completely change their demeanor during the interview, asking with a deadpan expression: "Why do you want to join our department?"

It was as if they had entirely forgotten the humility they displayed earlier when introducing their department in the dorms, fearing they wouldn't get enough new members.

In contrast to the Student Union's interview process, these clubs were different.

They basically accepted new members on the spot.

Furthermore, as long as a freshman wanted to join, the club would generally welcome them enthusiastically.

The reason was simple: clubs charged membership fees during recruitment.

For those freshmen with genuine interests, they wouldn't be stingy about paying a few yuan in club funds to find a group of like-minded friends.

However, many other freshmen joined merely on a whim.

Often, after paying the membership fee, they would be too lazy to participate in activities and would forget about it within a couple of days.

Therefore, whenever this time of year arrived, every club would use every possible trick to recruit, their tactics being no different from a gym selling annual memberships.

However, there were exceptions to everything.

Under a tent at an intersection—which was also the best location on the entire avenue—a place that was originally the most crowded with freshmen, an argument suddenly erupted.

"No, seriously, why can everyone else get in, but I can't?!"

The speaker wore a ring of fake monkey hair on his head, a tiger-skin skirt around his waist, and held a telescopic golden staff in his hand.

He was clearly dressed as Sun Wukong, yet he was arguing red-faced with the people opposite him.

Opposite him were several students dressed in cosplay outfits.

Clearly, this tent belonged to Yanhai University's Cosplay Club.

As a gathering place for ACG (Anime, Comic, and Games) enthusiasts, such a club naturally attracted much attention from freshmen.

However, the students under this tent looked at the "Monkey Brother" who had come to sign up with somewhat disdainful eyes.

"Student, let me give you a piece of advice: if you're in a different circle, don't try to force your way in."

The "Tanjiro" sitting behind the table glanced up and shook his head.

"Why don't you take a look at what you're cosplaying first? You look like someone performing a sword dance in a park."

"If you really want to join us, I suggest you go back and re-enact Sun Wukong properly."

Hearing this, "Monkey Brother" frowned.

Although his gear was a bit rudimentary, he didn't lack any of the essential elements.

"This doesn't count? What am I missing?" "Monkey Brother" asked in confusion.

In response, the others seemed to have already reached a consensus.

The "Nezuko" standing behind "Tanjiro" spoke up: "Stop joking. The Sun Wukong we're talking about is a Super Saiyan."

"You..."

Hearing this, "Monkey Brother" was momentarily speechless with rage. He pointed at the group in front of him, his voice indignant

"Fine, fine!"

"So you're saying I have to dress up as a character from Japan to join? Who made that rule?!"

As "Monkey Brother's" voice rang out, the members of the Cosplay Club laughed in unison.

"Can't help it, our standards are just set that high."

"Exactly. What era is this? Cosplaying gods? That's so tacky, man."

Seeing the mocking smiles on their faces, "Monkey Brother" felt a surge of anger but was ultimately helpless.

*Clop, clop, clop...*

Just then, the sound of hooves echoed from the side of the crowd.

The sound was crisp and melodious, yet it was a sound never before heard in reality, existing only on television.

The crowd instinctively followed the sound with their eyes. But when they saw where the sound was coming from, their expressions shifted instantly, and their eyes widened in shock!

Under the stunned gazes of the crowd...

At the end of the road, in the direction leading toward the dormitory buildings...

A towering figure actually appeared!

Looking closer, it was a robust and majestic Black Deer!

And that wasn't all.

Besides the Black Deer, what surprised them even more was that there was a person riding on its back!

As this scene unfolded, some who were in the know spoke up

"Whoa! Look, quick!"

"Isn't that the deer from last night?"

"Wasn't it taken away? Why is it back?"

"Holy crap... is there a person on its back?!"

There was no need for reminders; the other students present all saw the figure on the Black Deer.

As they drew slightly closer, the crowd realized the person's attire was far from ordinary.

The figure wore dark celestial armor and a long sash shaped like swirling clouds.

The magical tool held in hand was inscribed with the words "Five Thunder Mandates."

Furthermore, the Black Deer had the appearance of a dark Qilin.

Combined with the Five Thunder Mandate, it was enough for anyone to recognize it easily.

In the early morning, the air was still filled with a light morning mist.

Under the reflection of the sunlight, the figure riding the Black Deer seemed to emerge from the mist, looking incredibly ethereal and divine...

Such a scene looked exactly like the manifestation of the God of Thunder!

The gathered students were now staring in wide-eyed amazement!

Their gazes seemed frozen, fixed intently on the figure riding the Black Deer, their heads turning in unison as it ran.

The Black Deer galloped like lightning, its speed incredibly fast.

The sound of hooves, which had seemed distant, drew close in an instant.

As the distance closed, the students could see even more clearly, even the glossy sheen of its fur was visible. The figure sitting on the deer's back exuded an aura of natural authority.

In an instant, the students fell silent.

The members of the Cosplay Club, in particular, were dumbstruck, suddenly feeling an indescribable sense of inferiority.

They couldn't help but look down at their own costumes and then back at the Thunder God Qilin, feeling a sudden urge to prostrate themselves in worship.

It wasn't until an ill-timed voice rang out from the side that snapped them out of their trance.

"See that? That's my old countryman from the Heavenly Court! Isn't he majestic? Back when I was the Stable Master, he was the God of Thunder! Why don't you little Japanese nobodies bow to a god when you see one?!"

(End of Chapter)