"Is he up to it?"
Feng Qin questioned.
The boy Lin Baici had chosen was short, probably not even 1.6 meters tall, skinny as an underdeveloped stalk of grain.
"Catching a flying disk is about agility, coordination between the body and eyes, not about being taller, right?"
Lin Baici could guess what number 24 was thinking: he wanted to pick someone who looked athletic, but where could you find so many of those to select from?
Moreover, the Eater God had just assessed the boy.
[From a remote mountainous region, grew up catching birds and fishing, moves flexibly.]
"How about I go second?"
The short boy wasn't selfish; he didn't refuse, but was just worried that if he went first and messed up, it would severely affect morale.
No, that's not right,
If he messed up, there would be no follow-up.
"No worries, I believe in you!"
Lin Baici stuffed the Leg of Giant Locust into his hands: "Hurry and have a few jumps to get used to it!"
"Oh!"
