Seeing the chef’s gentle demeanor as he recounted these stories, Wen Xishu sighed. It seemed the ruthless ones weren’t limited to just the chef.
Even though these were made-up stories to increase anticipation...
Outrageousness didn’t necessarily mean it was winnable.
"It must be something that truly happened. In other words, he really did this..."
Deep-frying his mistress?
The chef only had one minute, so he didn’t go into the details. There was no suspense, no building up and letting down...
In short, no techniques were used; it was all about the shocking plot.
Deep-frying was indeed shocking, especially when he described the skin turning golden and crispy...
In Wen Xishu’s own comment section, some people felt disgusted, while others found it thrilling.
At this point, the chef’s anticipation value had undoubtedly risen to 264.
The anticipation value of the Snake-tongued Woman had dropped significantly, but it was still high at 229, which was absurdly high compared to the others.
"I see, there are a lot of viewers... At the beginning, everyone had a base value of 10."
Wen Xishu silently analyzed.
"But now it seems the total value has far exceeded 80... and there are still lurking viewers."
"So, I don’t necessarily have to steal viewers from the chef and the Snake-tongued Woman."
"I need to find a way to make those lurking viewers interested in me."
"The viewers of the Snake-tongued Woman probably like erotic content. In this area, I can’t win..."
"And in terms of bizarreness, deep-frying his mistress is more bizarre than anything I could come up with. But his storytelling technique needs improvement."
The third person, the chef, had finished his story.
"If you want to see how I’ll handle my wife, especially... with one inside her, pick me!" The chef had clearly understood the game’s rules.
But that anticipation-raising line... wasn’t it a bit too blunt?
Could this be a twisted "confession ritual?"
Confessing past sins, it must be real, a bunch of people listening... It sounded like a confession meeting, but distorted by the Deceit Tower.
Wen Xishu remained silent, merely analyzing quietly.
The fourth person was still not him. In fact, Wen Xishu wasn’t under much pressure...
This round of storytelling, there was at least a participant with an anticipation value of only two.
No matter what, he couldn’t end up with just two points.
In the first round of the game, that shifty-eyed man would most likely die, so the pressure would mainly be in the second round.
It seemed that others had also realized this...
The fourth person was that elegant man, with a normal face, but a refreshing presence.
Except for the shifty-eyed man, it seemed everyone had easily accepted the current situation, which Wen Xishu found the most eerie.
Perhaps these habitual evildoers all had strong psychological resilience?
Anyway, it was the gentle man’s turn to tell his story.
Wen Xishu originally thought this man would also talk about his wife since he mentioned attending his wife’s funeral before being brought here by the masked man.
But the story had nothing to do with his wife.
"I am a lecturer at a school, which is one of the top universities in our country. I once... did some bad things to my colleague, who was also a lecturer."
"Her parents hated me deeply because, in their eyes, my actions were excessive."
"This incident got me fired, but I didn’t feel a loss at all... Not because I gained anything, but because I proved that my theory was feasible."
"I was sentenced to three years and two months, and compensated the woman’s family with over seven hundred thousand."
"After three years, I got out... Hey, I met my current wife, and we lived a happy life."
"That’s my story."
[What exactly did he do? What did he do to that colleague!!! Ahhhhh!]
[Damned riddler!! I’ll give you a low score!]
[Although a sentence of just three years and two months might not be for a major crime, I’m so curious to know...]
[Wait, his wife also died later... Could there be a connection?]
The technique-oriented storyteller had arrived.
This was Wen Xishu’s comment section; these people hadn’t completely disengaged from Wen Xishu.
But Wen Xishu could see that they were all itching with curiosity.
Compared to the previous storytellers, this lecturer man had the best grasp of the game rules.
First of all...
The game had storytelling and accident experience parts.
If the story was too outrageous, the accident would likely be just as outrageous.
So it’s best not to reveal the trump card at the start; better save it for after experiencing the accident part and understanding its rules.
Thus, if one can’t get a high anticipation value with ordinary stories, how should one proceed?
The answer lies in technique.
Clearly, the lecturer had told a story but left suspense.
What crime led to a three-year and two-month sentence? What did he do exactly? Is his wife’s death related to him?
All these were part of the lecturer’s calculation.
Indeed, under the guise of storytelling techniques, the lecturer scored 196 points.
The current ranking scores were—
The murdering chef, 264 points.
Snake-tongued Woman, 229 points.
The lecturer, 196 points.
The shifty-eyed man, 2 points.
The lecturer’s near top-rank was partly because everyone was eager to know what happened.
In just one minute, using almost no bizarre or erotic content, he had gotten close to the top two scores, hinting to others on what to do.
But some things are hard to imitate.
Finally, it was Wen Xishu’s turn.
Wen Xishu had plenty of material to draw from; he just needed to decide which part to share.