White, long, and tender, let me touch?

As the words fell, Lu Ce subconsciously lowered his head slightly, scanning everyone in the classroom out of the corner of his eye.

The classroom instantly erupted. Everyone was looking around, chattering and gossiping, trying to see if anyone nearby had personally experienced it.

Lu Ce kept his head down. He didn't have many friends and kept to himself, so no one paid him any attention.

He thought to himself:

Global supernatural events, completely inexplicable by science. When no one knows the specific situation of the future, at least observe. Anyone who exposes themselves randomly is an idiot. Surely no one...

"Teacher, me! I was chosen!"

From a seat by the window, a boy proudly raised his hand, his face beaming with an almost irrepressible pride. The classmates who had been gathered around him chatting were the most numerous.

Lu Ce: ...

The one who raised his hand was Zhang Tao. He wasn't particularly close to Lu Ce; he was the type who, with his family's modest wealth, liked to show off around school.

When they first met, he saw Lu Ce was an orphan and even considered bullying him. After Lu Ce beat him up, they hadn't interacted much.

Although he found the idiot's behavior hard to resist, he still turned his gaze, wanting to see the perspective of other chosen individuals besides himself.

"Oh?" Old Liu's eyes lit up as he looked at him. "Zhang Tao, you were chosen? Did you directly participate in the game, or were you a spectator?"

"I was a spectator; that livestream appeared before me," Zhang Tao said weakly, then quickly added, "But for the next game, I'm qualified to participate."

As his words fell, the classroom instantly responded with a chorus of "Wow!" exclamations. After all, in the stagnant life of their senior year, such world-altering events were incredibly stimulating.

Zhang Tao reveled in the envious expressions of the crowd, his smile harder to suppress than an AK.

"Anyone else?" Teacher Liu sent a message on his phone and continued to ask the whole class:

"I hope everyone will inform me truthfully. This matter is very important to the country, and of course, it's very important to you as well."

In the quiet atmosphere, no one else raised their hand.

"Alright, everyone, please study on your own. Zhang Tao, please come with me."

As the words fell, Zhang Tao walked out of the classroom with his head held high, like a victorious general.

"Holy crap, I'm so jealous! Why him?"

"Zhang Tao never studies... Teacher Liu always said he was useless, but now he's so polite..."

"Study? What study! This kind of supernatural event can't be explained by current science. Who are you going to study with?"

"There are videos circulating online, haven't you seen them? That game seems to be another dimension, and you can get superpowers there!"

"Superpowers! Really? Will we have a chance to be chosen later? Aren't they the first batch of chosen ones?"

The homeroom teacher left just like that, leaving the class to whisper amongst themselves. Everyone took out their phones, sharing the latest news and videos they had seen.

Lu Ce was initially confused. Why were these people so excited?

After all, the so-called game he experienced was anything but fun.

He was kidnapped and tied to an operating table with no ability to resist, his limbs amputated, his kidneys replaced, and his abdomen cut open by a perverted woman.

It was just that he had no pain sensation since childhood and had suffered a lot. Plus, that Chosen of Suffering allowed him to defy fate.

Otherwise, with that level of torture... few of these ordinary students could have endured it.

But slowly, based on everyone's accounts, Lu Ce discovered a fact.

It seemed that everyone's initial game was different.

Although most were tests of human endurance, extreme situations like his, where he was tormented and brutally killed, seemed to be rare.

Moreover, when he settled his game, the game clearly stated—"The initial stage will not result in actual death, but those who fail to complete it will be disqualified."

This sentence seemed to imply that, under normal circumstances, this game could actually lead to real death...

And the classmates in the room seemed not to care, or perhaps they simply didn't know this information.

They treated the God Selection Paradise as a real game, as if they could just enter, fight monsters, and level up, without considering the consequences.

But Lu Ce, who had truly experienced it, could keenly feel its cruelty. It was a matter of life and death, where everyone fought for themselves...

"I just saw that someone in America who participated in the game claimed they had some kind of temporary ranking."

"That special forces soldier said he ranked sixty-seventh and received a bottle of body enhancement as a reward. He said he can now fold a bottle cap with his fingers and has immense strength!"

"Really? Then if he keeps participating, won't he become a superhero in the future?!..."

Listening to the continuous voices around him, Lu Ce remained silent.

He reached into his desk drawer and picked up a bottle cap.

With a squeeze of his fingers, the entire bottle cap seemed to be put into a shredder, and Lu Ce easily crushed it into a small ball.

The corners of his mouth turned up slightly as he felt the strength in his hand.

That game was indeed cruel and perverse, but Lu Ce only wished it could be even more perverse!

Compared to the real world, which was rigidly bound by rules, he preferred that place, where life and death were determined by fate, and everyone relied on their own abilities...

"Hey! What are you smiling about? Did you have a wet dream last night?"

As Lu Ce's smile began to turn unsettling, a crisp voice called out to him, waking him from his thoughts. It was his deskmate, Xie Antong.

Xie Antong was Lu Ce's deskmate, and they had been sitting next to each other for three years.

His experiences since childhood had given Lu Ce a keen eye for people. Although Antong never gave off an air of arrogance, he knew from her attire and demeanor that they were from different worlds.

But for some reason, the more he tried to keep his distance, the more Xie Antong seemed to playfully tease him.

"Nothing, I just remembered something happy,"

Lu Ce quietly hid the bottle cap ball he had rolled up in his desk drawer, saying without turning his head.

Suddenly, his ear felt a tickle, and Xie Antong leaned right in, whispering into his ear:

"Acting? You were chosen too, weren't you?"

Lu Ce's heart skipped a beat, and he asked with feigned calmness:

"What nonsense are you talking about? Why would you ask that?"

They looked at each other again. Lu Ce saw only her smiling, narrowed eyes, and felt inexplicably guilty.

His initial game session had also had viewers. Could it be such a coincidence?

After all, his Chosen of Suffering status, the unlocking of his gene lock, and his immediate, unhesitating killing spree were far more explicit than anything the class was discussing. He absolutely had to keep it a secret.

So, he glanced at Xie Antong and tentatively extended his right leg, which had been amputated in the game.

"Look, my leg..."

Xie Antong looked down. "What? It's so fair, long, and tender. Let me touch it?" With that, she reached out and touched it.

Lu Ce: ?!