“This period of accumulation is very long, but there are benefits to this,” Simba said. “The more energy you accumulate, the better your judgment will become. Your success rate will also increase. With the level of your judgment abilities when you saved Barran, you might not be able to use them on Heroic Soul soldiers. But now, not only can you judge Heroic Soul soldiers, you can even skip levels and judge Heavenly Soul experts! Of course, if you skip levels, your judgment abilities will become weaker. If you skip too many levels, it is possible that your judgment will not work.” Simba explained this to Wang Zhong and then hesitated. He looked at Wang Zhong with pity. “So, Lao Wang, if you want to use the power of the Fate Roulette to judge that Warlock Saint, I think that there is a very low rate of success. That Warlock Saint is very powerful. With the gap between your abilities, the chance of you succeeding is 1 in 10,000. What’s the point…? Do you want to reconsider? I think you should use this opportunity to judge my recovered figure!”
“Damn, there’s no use being cute!” Simba was agitated, and his face turned red. “I am going to chase Teacher Lan Daier and need to recover my incredibly charming male figure!”
Other than thinking about his own great-escape plan, Wang Zhong had spent most of his free time over the past few days examining and deliberating over his rescue plan.
The tauren leader coughed twice. This human was impressive. Previously, he had worked with another dark-skinned human. The two of them had instantly killed a few dozen Mizobudapi in their team. This tauren had been the leader of that team. He thought about challenging this human one-on-one and decided to give up. He shouted, “Don’t make an uproar! Humans are too cunning! If a human suddenly comes over, they definitely have something up their sleeves. Let’s see what he does first!”
