Rebirth: I Became a Maggot 2

Chapter 129 Stay True to Yourself

The security personnel continued walking towards us, occasionally picking out some unqualified individuals to avoid wasting the judges' time.

"You, it's you! Look at you, you look malnourished. You must be practicing your 'Kirin Arm' exercises at home all the time. Get out of here, you're too skinny." The security guards continued to select.

But I'm so confused, what does this mean? Seriously, even flies know about the Qilin Arm? How do you guys even know about this Qilin Arm thing?

And do you guys watch movies too? But where do you watch them? Isn't that one of the world's unsolved mysteries?

"What? Don't let your skinny appearance fool you, you're all flesh on your bones? And you dare to stand up so rhythmically? And with such rhyming lines, do you think you're writing doggerel? Get back here." The security guard said, clearly annoyed.

I……

Is this security guard a comedian? Every single sentence he utters is full of witty remarks, making me feel like listening to someone being chased away is more interesting than performing on stage!

The security guard continued selecting, slowly walking towards me. However, after throwing away those that didn't meet the standards, two-thirds of them disappeared instantly. Just how discerning is this security guard? He actually chased away so many flies.

"You should go back too. You look like a bottom, and you're still trying to harm our princess. Get out of here," the security guard said, clearly annoyed.

Holy crap, is this security guard a clown hired by the monkey, or is the monkey in disguise? Does he have superhuman eyes? I won't say anything if you can tell he's fat or skinny, but how did you figure out he's a bottom?

You can even tell that from something? Besides, even a fly can't raise its pinky finger like a delicate flower. How did you even see that?

"You...you're talking nonsense, humph..." the fly said angrily.

It was fine when she didn't speak, but the moment she opened her mouth, she was instantly exposed. Holy crap, she really is a bottom! Holy crap, what is she trying to do? My worldview! Those damn fujoshi (female fans of male-male romance), even flies have chrysanthemums now?

I'm going crazy! What is all this?! My worldview is being shattered!

The security guards, completely oblivious to the situation, simply threw the victim out and continued their inspection. Anyone who didn't meet their standards was thrown out; it's unclear what those standards were.

Could there be something fishy going on here, something already decided beforehand? Damn, could it be that shady? I thought to myself, wistfully.

Just then, an annoyed voice came from not far ahead: "The opposite sex is for procreation. Same sex is true love. Since this is a martial arts contest to find a husband, what right do you have to stop me from pursuing love?"

Wow, what they said was so reasonable and well-founded that I couldn't find a single reason to refute it. But the security guards, I don't know if they've seen it all before or if they've seen far too many of these unreasonable troublemakers.

He said, quite annoyed, "Without us, there's no future for us. Where are you going to find true love? Get lost."

Wow, you can refuse like that? Wow, that makes so much sense, I've really learned something new!

As the security personnel slowly approached us, I felt increasingly uneasy. What the hell? How could I possibly compete?

I've already forgotten whether I can still get first place; now I'm just worried about whether I can even get on stage.

Damn it, I suspect I'll be eliminated before I even get on stage. Is it really that tragic? What's going on here?

Is even God playing a cruel joke on me? This is just too much!

"Hey bro, do you think I can go in?" Just when I was getting really worried, the guy in front of me turned around and asked in a very quiet voice.

I glanced at the fly in front of me. It wasn't fat, not thin, and its speech didn't sound like that of a submissive or someone who couldn't perform. Basically, it seemed quite normal; it should be able to get in, right?

So I said, "Your conditions are definitely not a problem, it's me who's in trouble."

"Brother, don't say that. If I get in, you'll definitely get in too. We look pretty similar. The only difference is our performance on stage." I didn't expect that fly to be so kind. I comforted him, and he comforted me in return.

But no matter what, he's better off than me. If I fail, I'll be dead. But it's different for you. If you fail, you fail. At most, it's just an experience in your long life.

I was so frustrated I didn't know what to say, and then the security guard slowly walked towards us, and soon he was in front of the fly in front of me.

"You're eliminated," the security guard said.

"Why...why?" the fly in front of me asked, looking quite confused.

Yeah, why? I'm confused too. The person in front of me met all the requirements for this martial arts competition, so why didn't they meet the requirements? What does this mean? Is there really something fishy going on?

I was so frustrated. The guy before me didn't pass, so it meant I had no chance either.

But why? If you don't give me a reasonable explanation, not only will the fly in front of me be dissatisfied, but I will be dissatisfied too.

"Why? You ask me why? These days, you're either handsome or you look weird. You're average-looking, average-talking, average-figured—you're average in every way. You ask me why? You're clearly a good-for-nothing, yet you dare to come here?" the security guard said sarcastically.

Holy crap, I always thought only the judges were sarcastic, but I never expected there would be truly sarcastic people during the auditions. This reminds me of a video I saw years ago where a young girl said she had a cold and was scolded by the audition judges before she even started singing.

Wow, this happens in the animal kingdom too! I want to take a picture, upload it online, share it, and forward it.

But forget it. I don't have a phone, and I can only put up with it now. What else can I do?

The fly in front of me didn't utter a single word of rebuttal. It resigned itself to its fate, lowered its head, and then silently flew away. Its back looked so lonely, and its expression so desperate.

It was as if its soul had been struck; it was just a shell of a body flying around, slowly disappearing into the darkness.

I almost cried when I saw it. This child will be traumatized for the rest of his life, but what if he lives a peaceful life?

I hate those people who say things like, "If you don't go crazy now, you'll be too old," or "Life is about being different," or "You have to achieve this or that."

All I want to say is, screw you, you are who you are. Some people just like quiet, some people just like staying in the countryside, some people just like a stable life, and some people just like their surroundings and don't like being crazy or playing around.