Chapter 742

Based on this, he thought that if he wanted to imitate the successful case of "Tailmon" and "Black Tailmon" fusing and evolving into "Bastimon" and promote the fusion of "Angewomon" and "Ladymon", it would probably require "advanced fusion"!

Of course, he could only transform half of "Angewomon" through evolutionary means.

It was too early to think so much...

Under the current circumstances, refining the "curse cage" was the top priority.

...

After Wednesday, it was Thursday.

There was still a whole day to prepare before the club's recruitment on Friday.

Although Dark had never experienced the club's recruitment, he had never seen pigs run, so how could he not have eaten pork?

- He immediately began to make posters and signs for recruitment!

With his current steady writing skills, it was not difficult to draw one or two promotional pictures.

However, if you want to recruit high-quality members, you have to do your best in all aspects.

A qualified promotional poster should not only show the theme of the club, but also make people feel the expectation of "this is the club".

After careful consideration, Dark chose a pleasing method.

First, add the two big words "Restart" on the poster.

Second, bring out the two great gods "Valkyrie" and "Beast Sage"!

As long as people know that "Magical Animal Club" is the club where "Valkyrie" and "Beast Sage" once belonged, the club's own status will instantly soar!

As for the founders of the club, "Grand Mage" Peter and the equally famous "Brave" Bright...

On the one hand, they are no longer there.

On the other hand, Dark is not familiar with them.

To use the name of others for publicity, it is natural to choose people who will definitely agree without asking.

Finally, and most importantly, it is necessary to clearly indicate the number of new recruits on the poster!

This time, Dark only plans to recruit five people.

One more, one less, that is five.

Better to have less than too much.

…

Combining the above elements, Dark barely drew two posters, one was posted on the wooden board as a signboard, and the other was kept for posting at the recruitment site.

While making the poster, he was expecting the club's reserve members, Diana and Rose, to come and help, but they didn't come.

This made Dak vaguely have some bad premonitions.

But because he was busy making the poster, he didn't knock on the dormitory door of the two girls.

Time passed quickly, and it was Friday morning in a blink of an eye.

After Dak came back from morning exercise, he took a hot shower and came to the desk. He listed all the items that needed to be purchased this weekend, preparing to go to Traveler Street after the recruitment was over.

These days, because of the physical fitness assessment, the number of people doing morning exercises has continued to increase.

But the intensity of morning exercises for most students is still not high. They need a process of adaptation and the assistance of potions.

Dak also got the training plan customized by Professor Jones. What surprised him was that the training plan was not for physical fitness, but for "qi"!

Professor Jones saw his situation at a glance and customized a corresponding morning exercise plan.

According to this plan, he can open the fourth chakra before the end of the second year.

Although this speed is not fast, it is actually very powerful if it can be achieved by just using the limited morning exercise time.

Most importantly, this will not affect his daily pace at all.

He can't spend time specifically on "qi training". If he can integrate it into "morning exercise", it will be perfect.

Dak gradually calmed down and concentrated on thinking.

In addition to the materials for the potion used to assist in morning exercise, the things he needs to purchase this weekend include the materials for the "curse cage", the modification materials for the club classroom, the cultivation potion of cat grass and insect trees, and the magic props that can guide the fragrance of flowers...

Listing them out in a nutshell, three sheets of paper are not enough.

"It takes a lot of time just to buy all these things!"

Dak knocked his head and felt that his head was a little swollen.

"Never mind, prepare for the club to recruit new members first."

...

It was eleven o'clock in the afternoon.

After Dak had lunch in advance, he took a few magic elves out of the tower.

Today's weather is a little gloomy, with piles of clouds above the sky. The water molecules in the air exceed the standard, and the humidity is slightly thick, giving people a feeling that it will rain at any time.

But this cloudy to overcast weather is just right for clubs to recruit new members.

The largest organization in St. Marian College is the Duel Club, and the most powerful organization is the Student Union.

The Duel Club exists independently of all clubs and organizations, and is the only club that can be joined.

The Student Union is an organization that assists the college in managing the college, and the club counselor is Vice President Sylph.

However, the Student Union does not recruit new members.

From the second grade to the sixth grade, the four prefects of each grade are members of the Student Union.

The president of the Student Union every year is also selected from these prefects.

By the way, Dak received the invitation letter from the Student Union this morning, but he declined it.

The Student Union had to settle for the second best and ask for Doron's opinion.

If nothing unexpected happens, Doron Teddy will become the second-grade prefect of the Noble House.

However, the prefect system at St. Marian's College feels more like "class monitor".

Just like the "class monitor", the "grade monitor" is not a lifetime system. If the performance is not good or the grades are not good enough, they will be dismissed.

…

Dake recalled what happened this morning, and he couldn't help but smile and walked out of the castle gate.

The bright sun at noon was blocked by white clouds, and the shadows of the castle and the tower intertwined on the ground.

On the open space in front of the castle, the recruiting leaders of various clubs have arrived one after another.

Each club has a fixed venue, and the venue of large clubs will be in the most obvious and spacious place.

Small clubs are basically clustered together, and the environment is relatively simple.

Some small clubs that have less than five people due to the graduation and departure of senior members will even send out all members to fight for the club's recruitment as a battlefield of life and death.

The entire recruitment venue was unexpectedly filled with the smell of gunpowder.

Dake walked while watching. If it weren't for the lion beast behind him carrying the club's recruitment sign, those hungry recruiting leaders would have pounced on him long ago.

But even so, Dak was stopped.

"Dimon!"

"Good afternoon, Senior Owen."

Dak paused for a moment as he looked at Mike Owen who had come in from the side.

Under the gaze of the crowd, the senior from the aristocratic academy, who was now in his fourth year, habitually lifted his golden bangs, revealing a mouthful of white teeth, showing a good mental state.

Next to him, there was a red-haired senior with eyes as beautiful as rubies.

Dak politely withdrew his gaze and did not let his gossipy heart run wild on the spot.

Mike Owen knocked on the sign on Leomon's shoulder and asked helplessly, "You haven't created a club yet? Even the seniors in the senior year didn't do it as fast as you."

Dark laughed and said, "Senior, do you have any questions?"

"Nothing." Senior Owen sighed, "I just want to ask you, do you want to give up building your own club and join the Noble History Research Society instead?"

Dark smiled and said, "I have answered this question many times."

Owen took a deep breath and suddenly lowered his voice and said, "It's like this. If you join our Noble History Research Society, you only need to wait for one year of qualifications, and you will be the president when you are promoted to the third year!"

As soon as these words came out, Maggie beside him raised her eyebrows.

There were also people in other clubs around who were paying attention to this side, and they showed astonishment.

Obviously, even though Owen deliberately lowered his voice, people still heard it.

But making such a promise in such a public occasion is also an expression of sincerity.

Dak felt his sincerity and said calmly: "But I really have no interest in the study of aristocratic history."

Owen hurriedly said: "There are special people in charge of the study of aristocratic history. Our club is really..."

Dak suddenly raised his hand to stop him from continuing: "Okay, senior, I have made it very clear."

Then he patted Owen on the shoulder and continued to walk to the corner of the venue.

Newly established clubs have no human rights.

...

Mike Owen stood there for a long time, and was finally pulled back to the recruitment site of the Aristocratic History Research Society by his girlfriend.

The Aristocratic History Research Society is very large and ranks very high among the clubs of St. Marian College.

Their recruitment site is spacious and gorgeous, decorated like a luxury suite.

Inside the recruitment site, a senior student with bright blonde hair was sitting behind a curtain drinking pearl milk tea that has recently become popular in the palace.

"It seems that you have not completed the task." Hearing the footsteps of Owen and Maggie, he said without raising his head.

"Sorry, president. Dark Dimon has already created a club, and it's the club that Valkyrie and the Hero joined when they were students!"

"That... um, the Animal Club?"

"Yes."

"That's all we can do. You guys look for any potential newcomers, I'll take a nap."

Mike Owen looked at the new president who was leaning on the recliner in a blink of an eye, and couldn't help but twitch his mouth.

At the beginning of the new semester, this fifth-year student who had been wandering around since joining the Noble History Research Society suddenly started a rebellion, and kicked out some members led by Angus Jeffrey from the Noble History Research Society without any obstacles.

Yes, he kicked the president out!

And Mike Owen was lucky to escape this disaster because he was marginalized by Angus Jeffrey last semester, and even returned to the power center of the club.

In the gap when other clubs had not yet reacted, the Noble History Research Society had quietly completed the power change.

Before that moment, Mike Owen had never thought that there would be such a change.

He was still worried about his future situation...

But Angus Jeffrey encountered an accident during the holiday, and his reputation was almost ruined and he became a laughing stock. It seemed natural that he was replaced?

It was this new president who was a little too lazy.

The reason he kicked Angus Jeffrey out seemed to be just because he couldn't afford to let Jeffrey continue to be the president?

…

Duck finally occupied a small and simple venue in the corner.

Then he stuck the sign into the ground, spread the poster in front of the table, and sat down leisurely, patted the table, and prepared to welcome guests.

A table and a chair, that's all this venue has!

In fact, other venues are also configured in this way, except that they may be larger, but they have their own decorations.

"I hope we can recruit five people today!"

Dark took a deep breath and focused his eyes.

Then he asked Leomon to put on the "Single Sword Sheath" and stand upright on the other side of the sign.

He asked Foxmon to stand behind the sign and act as the poster girl.