[Brain Storage]
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Year 32 of the Frost Winter Calendar.
The world of anomalies descended, and Dragon Country had already lost thirty-three consecutive battles, with its only two victories being hard-won.
An endless winter had swallowed three-quarters of the land, and the shadow of a fallen nation weighed like lead clouds on the hearts of every Dragon Country citizen.
If they lost again, the entirety of Dragon Country would be covered by the cold winter, and then, anomalous creatures would fully descend upon Dragon Country, enslaving the entire nation to the beings of the anomalous world!
At this moment, in Dragon Country's official livestream, the atmosphere was terrifyingly silent.
"The thirty-third... does our Dragon Country truly have any hope left?"
"Don't even think about it. Of the previous thirty-two Chosen Ones, weren't they all elites chosen from a million? And what was the result?"
"The dungeon difficulty keeps climbing. This time it's an SSS-Class dungeon, there's no way to survive!"
Amidst this despairing wail, a pillar of light tore through the dim sky, precisely piercing the roof of Dorm 604 at Nanjiang University.
Within the pillar of light, a young man, wearing headphones, stared intently at his computer screen, the clicks of his mouse and keyboard as dense as a torrential downpour.
"Push! Push! One more push! My pentakill!"
Chu He let out an excited, low growl.
The next second, the light intensified.
He, along with his chair, was instantly erased from the real world.
Chilly.
Damp.
Chu He shivered, the biting cold instantly waking him up.
Before him was no longer his familiar dorm, but a Gothic university shrouded by a dim sky.
The sky was a bizarre grey-purple, with no sun or moon.
The silhouette of every building's spire looked like black fangs stabbing towards the sky, and decaying vines, like giant pythons, choked the throats of the teaching buildings. The air was filled with a strange smell of mixed rust, dust, and decay, making one nauseous.
He was standing on a cracked sports field.
Around him stood one hundred and ninety-one foreigners with varied expressions.
Some were vigilant, muscles tense; others, like him, had faces etched with confusion and fear.
A cold, emotionless voice boomed in their ears.
[Esteemed Chosen Ones, welcome to the SSS-Class dungeon - Horror University.]
[Please strictly abide by the School Rules, otherwise, you will be erased.]
Chu He's face instantly lost all color.
As a citizen of Dragon Country, he naturally knew what this meant.
He never imagined that he would be the Chosen One this time.
It made no sense. He was just an ordinary university student. Besides his face and his endurance for late-night gaming, what else did he have?
At the same time, the official livestream channels of 192 countries worldwide lit up simultaneously.
"Look quickly! The Chosen One from Eagle Country is a devilish instructor from the former SEAL Team! Those muscles, his killing intent is practically overflowing the screen!"
"The one from Cherry Blossom Country is even more exaggerated, a contemporary Sword Saint! That sword is definitely a famous artifact!"
"The contestant from Bear Country... why is he carrying a bundle of dynamite?"
The screen cut to Dragon Country's livestream, and audiences worldwide fell silent.
Chu He, in the screen, was wearing the most ordinary T-shirt and jeans, his face even showing the dazed look of someone just pulled away from a game.
Compared to the heavily armed, killing-intent-filled elites from other countries, he seemed so out of place.
Like a husky thrown into a pack of wolves.
"Hahaha, why did the anomalous world assign a fragile college student from Dragon Country to his death?"
"This kid has such fair skin, how many minutes do you think he'll last?"
"I bet a pack of spicy chips, he won't even survive the announcement of the first school rule."
Within Dragon Country's livestream, the comments were sparse, leaving only powerless self-deprecation and widespread despair.
"Forget it... at least, our contestant this time is quite handsome."
"Yeah, he'll die a more dignified death."
Just then, in the central plaza of the campus, a figure appeared without warning.
It was a young girl wearing a pure white school uniform, about 1.65 meters tall.
Her long, jet-black hair fell straight to her waist.
Her face was as exquisitely crafted as a divine masterpiece, yet devoid of any trace of living warmth.
Especially her eyes.
Hollow, deathly still, like abysses capable of swallowing all light.
Merely standing there, a terrifying aura that made souls tremble swept through the entire venue!
The next moment, a piercing alarm shrieked madly in all players' minds!
[Warning! Encountered SSS-Class Anomaly - "School Belle" Xia Yao!]
[Execution Rule Triggered: Staring for more than three seconds is prohibited!]
[Violation results in execution!]
Before the alarm even faded, five players in the plaza instantly froze.
Among them was Chu He, who had just looked up and hadn't had time to look away.
An irresistible, terrifying pressure descended from the heavens, pinning him firmly in place!
His blood felt frozen; he couldn't even move a fingertip.
It was because the five of them had stared a moment too long into the School Belle Anomaly's eyes!
The shadow of death had never felt so real.
The global live stream instantly exploded!
"Holy crap! A royal flush right at the start! An SSS-Class Anomaly right off the bat!"
"Among those five unlucky bastards... is there a Dragon Country contestant?"
"Hahahaha! I said he wouldn't last three minutes! Turns out, three seconds was overestimating it!"
"Dragon Country's Chosen One, deceased! Cause of death: Stared a moment too long in the crowd!"
In the Dragon Country live stream, the host's eyes were wide, his lips trembling, utterly speechless.
It's over!
The beginning is the end!
This was the fastest, most pathetic, most shameful defeat in Dragon Country's Dungeon history!
On the field, the School Belle Anomaly moved.
She walked at an unhurried pace towards the player closest to her.
No superfluous movements.
Just a gentle sweep of her deathly still eyes across his neck.
"Pfft!"
A fine crimson line appeared out of nowhere, and the player's head rolled off, his headless body still maintaining a standing posture.
The second.
His body turned to dust, and with a gust of chilling wind, he completely dissipated.
The third, the fourth...
The footsteps of death were steadily approaching Chu He.
Finally, she stopped in front of him.
The distance between them was less than three meters.
Those deathly still eyes were locked firmly onto Chu He's face.
Chu He could feel the bone-chilling cold radiating from her; his heart was gripped by an invisible hand, his breathing completely halted.
In the final half-second before the execution power was about to descend.
"Ding!"
A crisp notification sound, like a celestial melody, echoed from the deepest part of his mind!
[Congratulations to Host for awakening SSS-Class Talent: Kiss of the Bewitching Ghost!]
[Kiss of the Bewitching Ghost: Actively pucker your lips, and any Anomaly within three meters will be forcibly kissed by the Host, unable to dodge or resist!]
[Effect: Kissing a female Anomaly allows for a direct binding of a deep relationship with the Anomaly, and grants its core abilities.]
A massive stream of information flashed through Chu He's mind.
His brain had never been so clear.
He had to gamble!
Survival was instinct.
And now, puckering his lips was his only key to the Gate of Life!
Under the incredulous gaze of the entire world's audience.
Under the despairing eyes of his Dragon Country compatriots.
Facing the cold, impossibly beautiful face that was about to claim his life, Chu He closed his eyes with all his might, resolutely.
He leaned forward and puckered his lips.
For a moment, even the wind seemed to stop, and in those deathly still eyes that should have swallowed everything, a minuscule flicker of hesitation appeared.
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