Death Penalty Executed Immediately

"Private Third Class Park Young-so, step forward. Answer me: on what grounds do you believe you are an excellent stud?"

From the adjacent room came the clerk's interrogation, followed by the sound of a belt buckle being undone and trousers dropping.

"Reporting, sir! Even compared to the bunker citizens of the Euro-American sector, my 'little brother' is peerless under the heavens. Please, sir, take a look."

"If I die in the Slaughter Tower, my heaven-sent endowment will be utterly wasted. It belongs in the Desire Tower, stirring up storms and making a greater contribution to humanity!"

Park Young-so's bizarre response was delivered with resounding conviction.

So much so that in the next room, Wen Xishu suddenly froze. He had been about to sign the "Death Penalty Confirmation."

The layout of the Bunker Functional Level was chaotic.

It just so happened that the Death Row Hospice was right next to the Three Towers Game Allocation Office.

"Desire Tower..." Wen Xishu mused, lost in thought.

The court official frowned. "I must inform you that even if you refuse to sign, the death sentence will still be carried out. Wasting time here is meaningless."

Indeed, not signing was pointless.

Unless, like in the novels, he could hand-craft a lithography machine or invent a curvature engine while on death row, he was destined to die.

Although he had transmigrated several hours ago, Wen Xishu was not like other transmigrators who could pull off all sorts of legendary feats—at least, not yet.

According to the procedure, he would next be asked for his last words and any final instructions for his relatives.

But most of his relatives had already been executed.

He was only one step away from the limited achievement: "Extermination of the Entire Clan." In the time it took to finish a meal, he would be injected with the lethal dose.

Seeing that Wen Xishu hadn't picked up the pen, the court official continued:

"Since you don't wish to sign, we shall omit that step."

"Your family committed grave crimes, and the entire clan has been sentenced to death. Bunker law offers some leniency for minors, but you turned eighteen months ago, and all the paperwork has long been finalized."

"We asked you this morning if you wanted a KFC meal, despite it not being Thursday."

"Regrettably, we could not find the store you mentioned. Supplies in the bunker are currently tight, so we can only provide compressed biscuits."

"However, we specially prepared a fried chicken-flavored one for you. We even managed to get you a bottle of cola, which has been chilled."

The court official signaled for the Bunker Security Bureau marshals to hoist Wen Xishu up and escort him to the injection room.

To avoid being "speedrun" by this world, Wen Xishu had been trying to adapt to his transmigrated body.

But the original owner of this body had been mentally unstable, a raving lunatic, making it difficult to extract any useful memories.

It wasn't until the bunker citizen Park something-or-other in the next room mentioned the Desire Tower that he remembered—

Desire Tower, Slaughter Tower, Strange Tower.

The Three Towers had descended, and exploring the Three Towers World was humanity's only path to survival.

"I apply to explore the Strange Tower," Wen Xishu suddenly spoke up.

The sentence seemed to possess a certain magic; the two burly marshals from the Bunker Security Bureau stopped in their tracks.

The court official raised an eyebrow, quite surprised, before turning serious.

"I must warn you, there is a high probability that this is just choosing a different place to die."

"You will likely endure... pain that exceeds the maximum threshold of the testing agencies."

"That is far more cruel than the death penalty. By comparison, euthanasia is an absolutely merciful way to go."

Wen Xishu nodded.

It sounded like pain that combined childbirth, death by a thousand cuts, and steel needles piercing one's gums all at once.

That was definitely worth a try.

The court official's gaze was filled with scrutiny and doubt.

He knew very well that this Second Young Master Wen was notoriously "demented," "manic," and "foolish."

Not long ago, while locked in prison, he had been weeping with snot bubbles, cursing everything around him, looking deranged and disheveled, his speech lacking any logic.

Yet now, the person before him seemed like a completely different man.

Exploring the Strange Tower was not wise, but it was indeed a path to survival.

After the "Three Towers Joint Exploration Conjecture" was preliminarily verified, exploration of the Strange Tower had begun.

Because that place was so bizarre, most high-level players of the Slaughter Tower and Desire Tower on the Ladder Ranking were unwilling to go there.

Thus, policy incentives were introduced: if one were willing to go to the Strange Tower and make significant discoveries—

Things like academic advancement, graduate school recommendations, commutation of the death penalty, a harem permit, or a Gender Version T0 Certification Qualification—these requests were not impossible to satisfy.

The court official said:

"Your status is special; I must consult my superiors. Furthermore, you must clearly understand the dangers of the Strange Tower and sign a liability waiver."

People of all nations and nationalities lived in the bunker; it was a melting pot, so human rights were considered very important.

The Black Lives Matter principle was the primary political correctness in the bunker today.

News reports frequently surface about certain institutions sending Black people to the Slaughter Tower to fight, only to face condemnation from the bunker's residents.

Wen Xishu is of Asian descent.

Even so, sending him to the Strange Tower is a flagrant violation of the principle of human rights supremacy.

The severity of such an act far exceeds that of being assigned to the Slaughter Tower.

After a brief moment of recollection, Wen Xishu spoke up:

"I am well aware of the nature and differences between the Slaughter Tower, the Desire Tower, and the Strange Tower."

"The Slaughter Tower trades the killing of monsters for merit and supplies. The Desire Tower trades pleasing the Three Towers people for merit and supplies."

"One is just 'get it done,' and the other is also just 'get it done.'"

"But the Strange Tower is filled with anomalies and is difficult to explore. Simply put, you can't really get anything done there; it's not easy to handle."

"I am fully aware of all this. I am also willing to sign a waiver."

Wen Xishu's understanding of the Slaughter Tower and the Desire Tower was still quite shallow and stereotypical, and his choice of words was a bit crude and vulgar.

However, the staff member's attention was focused more on Wen Xishu's mental state.

The second young master of the Wen family no longer seemed insane. This caused the staff member's expression to turn somewhat serious.

Or perhaps this was just another form of manifestation? After all, being this calm and rational didn't seem like the behavior of a normal person either.

Wen Xishu was indeed not quite normal.

Although the defects of this body's original owner had been repaired due to his transmigration, leaving him no longer insane, his experiences from his past life had left him with his own set of issues.

To put it simply, he often courted death in extremely hostile environments, then used comedic performances to create a sense of ironic humor.

For example, skydiving from an altitude of six thousand meters, but insisting on solving dozens of Rubik's cubes before deploying the parachute, challenging the latest possible moment to open it.

Or wingsuit flying through jagged, rocky valleys, parkouring through old apartment complexes in Chongqing, or performing stunt cycling on extremely steep mountain trails.

Every time he neared death, bringing the audience's hearts to their throats—

He would use playful antics, humorous remarks, or even tell dirty jokes to entertain the viewers.

This was his job; in an era of short-form video content that demanded differentiation, Wen Xishu was a creator no one on the entire internet could imitate.

Over time, the closer Wen Xishu got to death, the more he wanted to mess around.

Just like his statement moments ago.

The response to his application to enter the Strange Tower came quickly, arriving in just over ten minutes.

Wen Xishu felt even more relaxed, thinking:

A death row inmate has finally grasped a glimmer of hope by heading to the Strange Tower.

Next comes the life turnaround: contributing to humanity, atoning for his crimes, and having his death sentence commuted.

From then on, he would enjoy a "cheat-code" life in the bunker, continuously exploring the Three Towers, and eventually reaching the pinnacle of existence.

Yes, it fits the mission and tone of a transmigrator perfectly.

But the court official's reply left Wen Xishu stunned:

"I apologize, but due to the extreme nature of the atrocities committed by the Wen family, your application to enter the Strange Tower has been rejected by our superiors."

"The death sentence will be carried out immediately."