Wen Xishu had an accurate eye for people, and he could sense the desire in Jiang Xue’s eyes to become someone important.
Otherwise, Jiang Xue wouldn’t be hanging out with someone like Wang Xia. This girl probably had the determination to climb up no matter what.
Jiang Xue said in surprise:
"Me? Go to Slaughter Tower? How is that possible... I can’t go to Slaughter Tower."
Wen Xishu said:
"Oh, I was just giving you a suggestion. If you apply to transfer academies, I’m sure the school will agree."
Jiang Xue shook her head and said:
"It was very hard for me to get into Desire Tower Academy, I won’t give it up... I will definitely make a name for myself in Desire Tower Academy."
Wen Xishu nodded:
"Alright, no problem, I respect your choice. Fear of death is human nature, there’s nothing wrong with that."
Jiang Xue frowned, how did it come to fear of death? She wanted to say she wasn’t afraid of dying, but Wen Xishu immediately continued:
"Everything in the Bunker comes at a price. If you really think you can risk everything, including your life, then why not try going to Slaughter Tower? Anyway, I don’t like Desire Tower Academy."
In Wen Xishu’s eyes, the "ways of the world" in Desire Tower Academy were worthless. It was just sellers selling meat and buyers buying meat, trying to change their class by relying on that thing, grandly named as the "determination to give up everything."
These things were too common in his past life.
On the contrary, Slaughter Tower and Deceit Tower, where as long as you dare to risk your life, you can legally and reasonably get honors and money... can’t say it’s nonexistent, but it’s really rare.
In Wen Xishu’s past life, most hard, life-risking jobs either didn’t pay well or the money was not legal.
So Wen Xishu liked the direct approach of Slaughter Tower and Deceit Tower for changing one’s fate.
The students willing to give up their dignity and reputation to mix in Desire Tower Academy, in essence, were all afraid of dying.
Jiang Xue didn’t know what to say for a moment.
Wen Xishu made some final remarks:
"If you are like Wenren Mirror, dreaming of conquering Desire Tower, then never mind what I said, just study well with the teachers at Desire Tower Academy."
"But if you want to change your class through Desire Tower Academy... I think you should do more research. After all, there are many senior sisters like that in Desire Tower Academy, and you can see how they’ve fared and what their final results were."
"Desire Tower Academy is full of beauties, being pretty doesn’t count as a resource... Any uniqueness of character will eventually be lost when you decide to give up certain things. And remember, you are only eighteen this year, but every year new eighteen-year-old junior sisters will come into Desire Tower Academy."
"However, if you switch lanes, your external advantages will be maximized."
After saying these words, Wen Xishu immediately chuckled:
"Oh, I’ve fallen into the bad habit of men, trying to be a teacher. Jiang, don’t take it to heart, I just thought it would be great if such a beautiful girl like you could come to Slaughter Tower Academy. You are really beautiful."
"Goodbye! I need to go look for strategies."
Wen Xishu waved and walked away after speaking, and soon disappeared from Jiang Xue’s sight, leaving very decisively.
Jiang Xue stood in place, feeling conflicted.
She had wanted to retort to Wenxun, saying she had already made a big determination and was willing to give up everything to climb...
But thinking about it carefully, her unwillingness to climb Slaughter Tower was actually because she was afraid of dying, wasn’t it?
She indeed couldn’t refute that.
At this moment, Jiang Xue suddenly thought, if she went to Slaughter Tower or Deceit Tower...
And kept her identity as a Desire Tower Academy student, wouldn’t she have to avoid those dirty dealings?
In the boathouse, she had vaguely sensed the filth at the top through Ah Fan’s jokes.
One could say Horgina and Bai Xiaoyu, these beauties lived like dogs.
So the question was, is it better to climb safely like a dog, or to climb possibly unsafely but independently and cleanly?
This question left Jiang Xue standing in place for a moment.
...
...
Wen Xishu had no feelings for Jiang Xue, he was truly disinterested in romantic matters.
If in such an apocalyptic environment, having a heaven-defying tool as a cheat, yet going to fall in love... he would definitely suspect his intelligence.
But just now he did talk too much, trying to be a teacher again.
"I should respect everyone’s destiny, I shouldn’t speak too much next time."
Maybe he thought Jiang Xue’s ruthlessness suited climbing Slaughter Tower and Deceit Tower, or maybe he felt there was no need for another Park Mi-hye in this world.
Wen Xishu didn’t dwell on it, shook his head, and forgot about it.
He quickly arrived at the Tianyuan location.
But this time, the couple was not there, Wen Xishu still did not meet Ji Bodah and Liu Ruyan.
There were three people at Tianyuan, two men and a woman, one of the men was wearing an administrative jacket, looking like a leader, and the other man and woman seemed to be the leader’s bodyguards.
Wen Xishu asked and learned that the three were all heading to the 22nd floor and had no impression of the 8th floor... so he didn’t continue asking.
He was also not keen on networking, the rest area wasn’t always able to provide valuable intel either. Not everyone was worth getting to know.
Wen Xishu didn’t dwell on it, turned and found a place with no people, and initiated the login.
...
...
Jiangcheng, Fourth Mental Hospital, fourth floor of the inpatient department.
When Wen Xishu opened his eyes, he found himself lying on a hospital bed, with many paper airplanes in the room.
The window in the room was welded shut with a security grid.
"The Airplane Man?"
A bit of memory rushed into Wen Xishu’s mind.
This time, he had pumped all his Luck Value into initial favorability, so his current identity was that of a patient.
Wen Xishu didn’t choose to use his Luck Value on initial funds or initial distance from the target.
Because there was more than one task target, and each one was a patient in the mental hospital, so having favorability with each target...
Either a doctor or a patient on the same floor.
Wen Xishu believed it was the latter. He guessed right.
"Last time was a homeless man, this time a mental patient... and this one is quite ill."
This time Wen Xishu had memories.
About Wen Xishu’s current identity, roughly speaking, he loved airplanes flying in the sky since he was a kid, fantasizing about flying himself.
But once, he fell from a high place, hurt his brain, and became a fool.
The fool was sent to a mental hospital, folding paper planes with paper every day, and fantasizing he was also an airplane.
Occasionally, he would talk to these airplanes to pass the time.
Over time, his condition worsened, once he threw a patient from the second floor out of the window...
Clapping his hands, shouting:
"Fly, fly, fly, fly."
Obviously, that patient couldn’t fly, luckily it was only the second floor. After this incident, he was sent to the fourth floor.
Among the many patients on the fourth floor, he wasn’t the craziest one, so he instead made friends.
Everyone gave him a nickname, the Airplane Man. That was Wen Xishu’s current identity.
Wen Xishu found it absurd, but thinking about it, he found it alright, as being a fool in a crossover wasn’t new to him.
It’s worth mentioning that when Bunker Tower Climbers enter Desire Tower, they only gain the identity, not changing their appearance or physical abilities.
So now, although in the fate trajectory, he was the Airplane Man of this hospital, in reality, he was still the physically impressive parkour master—Wen Xishu.
Wen Xishu got up, no longer lying down. The most common thing the Airplane Man did was constantly make "fufufu" sounds with his mouth, simulating being an airplane, tossing and turning in bed.
Sometimes he would expose a certain part, spraying towards the ceiling, imagining it as a certain yellowish liquid bomb.
Of course, there was another part named with a "gate" character, capable of releasing more terrifying gas and solid bombs.
These memories disgusted Wen Xishu. But interestingly, the room didn’t have any bad smell.
The reason was a broom in the room, able to clean all sorts of dirt.
The moment Wen Xishu saw that broom, he was shocked.
This was the broom he saw on 4-2.
Soon, a crying sound came, a girl’s sobbing, heart-wrenching sobbing, immediately catching Wen Xishu’s attention.
"He’s dead! He’s dead! He’s dead! Why did this happen to him? Why did this happen to him? He didn’t come back!"