The kind of feeling as if locked by some terrible fate finally disappeared.
Wen Xishu didn’t know what had happened during this process.
But what’s certain is that his encounter with Wen Chaohua might still need ample preparation.
For now, Wen Xishu began to focus on his own story.
"Sorry to keep you all waiting for so long."
"Actually, my second story is very simple. There must be many in the audience curious, since only true stories can be told here, just how did I make two heirs give up billions in inheritance?"
Wen Xishu even paused slightly.
"I certainly can’t reveal the secret here, but perhaps, you can find the answer in the next round’s accident segment."
"Once, there was a man who, under my suggestion, killed his colleague, friend, and kidnapped his neighbor’s daughter."
"I told him he would turn into a monster, but until the end, he never realized who I was or what I had done. He was even very grateful to me."
[Won’t it be like last time, after the accident... the two ended up friendly?]
[I also think so... but this one sounds really perverted, killing friends, colleagues, and kidnapping a neighbor’s daughter, truly turning into a twisted monster.]
This was the effect Wen Xishu wanted. After a few seconds pause, he recalled the situation in Slaughter Tower last time and modified the scene from back then:
"Later, an accidental outing seemed to have made him realize who I was, where I came from, and I was completely exposed. At the same time, he also knew how many people’s fates I had changed."
"He stated that he wanted to find me. They even encountered one of my classmates, scaring him badly to get my information."
"Yes, he is still alive."
"This is my story."
All true, Jack and Jennifer did meet Wen Xishu’s classmate.
That student was indeed scared too.
And it was this student who later proved Jack’s next stage form, and Jennifer behind Jack, formidable indeed.
Of course, in Wen Xishu’s words, it sounded as if Jack had awakened and finally realized he was being mentally controlled.
Then Jack started frantically searching for Wen Xishu, seeking revenge.
[I can’t believe this is just a story; surely there is turmoil in the accident cabin!]
[I want bloodshed!]
[Poor guy, this person is absolutely the scariest storyteller I’ve seen so far. I’m worried he might get fooled again!]
[But that way, we can also see how he does it!]
[Once the magician’s secret is revealed, his allure will significantly diminish!]
Wen Xishu looked at the barrage, very satisfied with their reactions.
In this round, his expectation points were also not low, 200 points.
Second only to the brat.
And unlike that chef, Wen Xishu’s audience perversion value didn’t increase.
He himself also paid attention to storytelling techniques.
Seeing Wen Xishu’s high score, the Snake-tongued Woman’s eyes grew increasingly dim...
"The next one... The next one must be lower than me! Must be lower than me!"
Next, it was the chef’s turn.
The chef was a bit helpless because his audience perversion value had increased.
The audience wanted to see more bizarre shows.
He could only resort to one of his bottom-line skills in advance.
"I once encountered a customer who came to eat at my restaurant, and he complained that our chicken breast was too tough."
"I explained that chicken breast is naturally tough."
"He thought this texture didn’t match the price."
"So I invited him to come tomorrow, saying I would treat him to the finest meat."
"The next day, he came."
"He ate what he thought was the best meat in his life."
The chef didn’t provide any further description.
He seemed to realize the importance of leaving blanks and building suspense. So for the last part of the story, the chef said:
"Not long after, I left that city because I couldn’t stay there any longer."
"That man vowed to find me after attending his wife and child’s funeral."
[What the fuck! This feels creepy!]
[Horrifying upon closer thought! This means the man ate his wife and kid, right?]
[What a beast!]
[That man will definitely kill him! I finally get to see a bloodbath!]
The chef’s story ignited the barrage. Compared to cannibalism, an even more brutal act was feeding a loved one to someone as food...
Even Wen Xishu thought this person was getting a bit too Hannibal. Expectation points reached 233 points.
"Could it be, in this storytelling session, he is the final boss?"
Actually, Wen Xishu had always been thinking about how to find the invitation letter...
Among the storytellers, who was the pivotal figure?
But now, he still hadn’t found out. Because many here were utterly depraved.
The Snake-tongued Woman was relatively the best; she mostly just broke up families, involving in love triangles.
But ultimately, no one died.
The brat’s deeds were evil enough, though not severe, but certainly a wicked seed.
Disregarding the dead, among the living, the lecturer guy who pua-ed women, driving them to suicide... an utter scumbag.
What about the Fool?
After the Snake-tongued Woman, the Brat, the Chef, and the Lecturer had all told their stories—
It was time for the last person of this round’s storytelling session, the Fool.
The Fool had committed some extremely foul acts in the previous round but also highly satisfied a part of the special audience.