The Storytelling Club continued.
Brat began eagerly recounting every evil deed he had committed.
But they were not depraved enough. At most, they counted as "pranks." Even when someone had died, an audience with a depravity score of two hundred found them nothing special.
His anticipation score kept dropping until it finally reached forty-five.
45 points. That was practically the execution threshold.
[Not depraved enough! This doesn't suit my tastes at all. I need something more hardcore!]
[That manipulative guy over there is just as boring... otherwise, I would have left already.]
[All three of their stories are so boring. I'd rather watch this so-called Castle Lord.]
Brat's anticipation score was low, but it was still considerably higher than Wen Xishu's.
Wen Xishu had only 24 points.
Lecturer Man did not perform particularly well this round either. He began talking about his wife.
It turned out that none of the funeral attendees had known the truth behind the death of his wife, who had jumped off a building after finding the humiliation unbearable.
Everyone had seen the funeral as proof of Lecturer Man's deep devotion. Even though his wife had betrayed him, he had still held a funeral for her.
But in reality, his wife's betrayal... its discovery by a crowd of people, the destruction of her reputation, her family's utter disgust with her and their guilt toward Lecturer Man...
All of it, and everything that followed, had been orchestrated by Lecturer Man.
His story might not have been depraved enough, but his behavior was undeniably monstrous.
His anticipation score was 85 points.
Wen Xishu finally waited out the two monsters' stories.
Next came the Incident phase.
During this round's Incident phase, Wen Xishu could not enter the Incident Room created by his own story.
That was good.
He just