CHAPTER SIXTY-ONE WHAT A DELIGHTFUL SHIPWRECK

"I never expected it to be so spacious inside."

Upon walking into the capsized boat cabin, Yue Yun, Wen Xishu, and their group naturally began to look around.

From the outside, the capsized boat cabin featured a huge mouth-shaped door, but stepping inside revealed an entirely different world. The interior resembled a large theater, complete with spotlights and a stage, though there were no audience seats.

Wang Xia asked, "What are we supposed to do now?"

Wen Xishu replied, "Young Master Wang, it looks like we are supposed to head to the center of the stage."

At the center of the stage stood a table large enough to seat up to sixteen people. Wang Xia consciously took the center-stage seat, with his girlfriend Holgina seated to his left, Zhang Tingyao to his right, and Zhang Tingyao's girlfriend Bai Xiaoyu seated to Zhang Tingyao's right.

After these individuals took their seats, Yue Yun and Nieson also sat down, leaving several empty seats between them and Wang Xia's group.

Jiang Xue sat to Holgina's left, and Wen Xishu sat to Jiang Xue's left, separated by two empty seats.

Once all eight people were seated, a rather comical voice suddenly echoed throughout the capsized boat cabin:

"Welcome, welcome! Another batch of new guests. You all look so deeply in love; surely your relationships can withstand the test."

"Now, allow me to explain the rules to you."

"First, you need to choose a difficulty level. I have provided four levels for you."

Except for Wen Xishu, the other seven people kept looking around, trying to find the source of the voice. But there were no other living people in the room.

"Alright, alright, let me pause the explanation. I am the... butler of the capsized boat cabin. You may call me Ah Fan."

"There is no need to look around. I am a part of the capsized boat cabin, and I belong to my master, Mr. Wen Xishu."

"Next, I will offer you four difficulty levels. The lower the difficulty, the gentler my words will be."

"If the difficulty is too high—oh, I am so looking forward to it! It is bound to be a hearty feast of offense and exposure."

"Difficulty One: Calm Seas."

"Difficulty Two: Rising Tides."

"Difficulty Three: Choppy Waters."

"Difficulty Four: Raging Storms."

"Now, please choose a team leader. He will decide the difficulty, or you may put it to a vote."

Wen Xishu immediately caught Yue Yun's eye and then said, "I nominate Young Master Wang to be the captain for this operation. Surely no one objects?"

"However, Young Master Wang, I do have a suggestion."

Wang Xia was quite fond of the accommodating Wen Xun: "Go ahead."

"I think we should play it safe with the difficulty. My guess is that this butler of the capsized boat cabin who calls himself Ah Fan... might end up exposing our secrets through certain mechanisms during the upcoming rounds."

The reason Wen Xishu said this was that it wasn't particularly hard to guess. The moment this room began to speak, he had already fully anticipated what kind of scenario would follow. The capsized boat cabin was likely a variant application of the 100-Feelings Convergence.

However, Wen Xishu loved stirring up trouble; he certainly wasn't trying to genuinely advise the son of the Industrial and Commercial Bureau official.

Sure enough, Yue Yun grasped the true meaning behind Wen Xishu's glance: "Tsk, if we're going to play, let's play the highest difficulty. What? Too scared? Figures. There are plenty of cowards at Desire Tower Academy; not only do they tiptoe around exploring the Three Towers, but they even tiptoe through games."

The disdain in Yue Yun's gaze wasn't faked at all. He genuinely believed that a man should go to the Slaughter Tower. As for the women who went to the Desire Tower, it was hard to say, but any man who did was a total sissy—Wenren Jing excluded, of course.

"How are you talking to Young Master Wang, Xiao Yun? Shut up!" Wen Xishu immediately reprimanded Yue Yun. Yue Yun shrugged and said no more.

At this point, Wang Xia chimed in: "Hah, you think I'm scared?! What is there for my old man to fear? I could buy this place outright if I wanted to!"

"Then Raging Storms it is."

Zhang Tingyao had a bad feeling in his gut, and so did Jiang Xue. Only Holgina and Bai Xiaoyu continued to shower Wang Xia with endless praise.

At this moment, Ah Fan, acting as the narrator, spoke up: "Such guts! I love youngsters with spine! Come again next time, and I'll give you a discount~"

"The game difficulty is set to Raging Storms. Narrator presence is set to maximum."

"Next, I must make a minor irregular addition: any violent behavior is strictly prohibited inside the room. Violations will result in injury, oh."

"Additionally, the content of the game is for each person to speak one sentence—you can say whatever you like."

"Alright~ The additions are complete. I wish you all a pleasant game. Let the game begin!"

Looking in from the outside, the mouth-shaped door of the capsized boat cabin had now closed.

Everyone looked somewhat bewildered, failing to understand how the game had just started. Where was the game? Where were the props?

At that moment, Wen Xishu spoke up: "Let me provide a supplementary explanation for Young Master Wang and the rest of you. The game requires each of us to say a sentence, whatever we wish to say, and after we speak... presumably, there will be additional narration to expand upon it."

"Meaning the butler who calls himself 'Ah Fan' will elaborate on our words. Within his elaborations, it is very likely that some secrets about us will be exposed..."

"Sigh, this is a very dangerous game. What makes it so fascinating is its ability to pry into other people's secrets."

"Therefore, everyone needs to speak rationally. It is best if what you say is completely random and has no causal link to yourselves."

Everyone came to a sudden realization. So that was it.

Zhang Tingyao and Jiang Xue both looked at Wen Xun simultaneously. Zhang Tingyao fancied himself a strategic tactician archetype and had always looked down upon the brute force fighters of the Slaughter Tower Academy. But today, he felt that this fellow named Wen Xun actually had some competence.

Meanwhile, Jiang Xue suddenly recalled... that she seemed to have seen Wen Xun somewhere before.

Everyone's attention was quickly diverted by the narrator's voice.

[Fascinating analysis, as stable as your performance in the Three Towers. This is basically the correct answer. If your statements have absolutely nothing to do with you, perhaps you can keep the boat of friendship afloat amidst the raging storm.]

Everyone was startled.

*As stable as your performance in the Three Towers.* This sentence made both Yue Yun and Nieson focus their gazes on Wen Xishu.

Wen Xun actually went to the Slaughter Tower? Could this be the special curriculum? They were starting to climb the Slaughter Tower directly?!

Yue Yun was utterly shocked inwardly. He hadn't expected Wen Xun to skip the department's simulation hall and jump straight into actual combat. Yue Yun desperately wanted to ask, but he suddenly shut his mouth. He wasn't stupid; he knew that opening his mouth might cause Ah Fan to expose his own secrets.

Without a doubt, Wen Xun's secret was this very thing.

Yet now, Wen Xun had merely explained the rules and was still linked to it, consequently having a secret exposed by Ah Fan on the spot.

It was clear that if one did not speak with caution, the exposed secrets would be utterly absurd.

No one spoke.

Wen Xishu was somewhat speechless. At that moment, he also heard the narration that only he could perceive.

[Great Master, how did I do? According to the rules, as long as you speak, I must elaborate. Believe me, in the Raging Storms difficulty, the secret you exposed is already the most... upright and righteous one.]

Fortunately, Ah Fan mentioned the Three Towers rather than the Strange Tower or the Desire Tower, because neither of those towers belonged to the identity he was currently portraying.

[Thirty seconds remaining. I invite the second person to speak. If no one speaks, I will force one of you to speak, and the content... might spin completely out of control, oh.]

The wishful thinking in everyone's hearts vanished instantly. In other words, speaking voluntarily allowed them to decide what to say and retain a shred of initiative. But if Ah Fan decided for them, what came out might not be what they wanted to say, likely exposing terrifying secrets.

At that moment, Nieson nodded and thought for a moment: "I really like Wen Xishu. End of statement!"

Nieson figured, what could this possibly expose? Dude, I really do admire Wen Xishu!

In fact, the elaboration Ah Fan gave to Wen Xishu's earlier statement was nothing like what the Raging Storms difficulty should entail. Now, as it was Nieson's turn to speak, the difficulty had returned to normal.

[Oh, is that so? Indeed. Although you believe you can never surpass Wen Xishu, on several quiet nights, while you were busy taking care of personal matters, you found yourself thinking: my handle must be bigger than his.]

[You hope that one day, you can enter the restroom together with Wen Xishu, look at him with a disdainful gaze, and say: bro, your size is a bit lacking. Am I right, cute big-handled Nieson?]

A burst of suppressed laughter escaped someone. It was Yue Yun sitting right next to him.

Nieson stared at Yue Yun with a *what the f**** expression. Yue Yun opened his mouth, making no sound, but his lips read: *I suddenly thought of something happy.*

The rest of the group also covered their mouths and began to snicker. Wen Xishu himself almost failed to keep a straight face. After all... he knew he was the very Wen Xishu that Yue Yun and Nieson were dying to surpass.

At the same time, he had a hunch that *Nieson who takes care of things late at night* and *Big-handled Nieson* might actually spread beyond this room.

This was truly a social-death chamber.

[Joyful times are always fleeting. So, who is next~]

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Everyone's heart leaped back into their throats.

Yue Yun actually knew how to play this game. For example, he could suddenly blurt out: "The weather is nice today."

Perhaps Ah Fan's ability to stir up trouble was strong enough that even then, it could latch onto some harmless little secrets. But the exposure wouldn't go very deep.

Playing it safe like that, however, was boring. Yue Yun wasn't a man who liked to endure in silence. Teaming up with Wang Xia just now was merely to set up a scheme alongside Wen Xishu. Now, the time had come:

"Wang Xia, your girlfriend is very pretty. Is she marriage material?"

Zhang Tingyao thought to himself: *Disaster.*

Wen Xishu remained calm on the outside while rejoicing wildly within. *As expected of you, King of Bluffs! The virtue of taking revenge without waiting overnight truly wins my heart!*

Jiang Xue was equally interested. She knew what kind of virtues those upper-class folks possessed. Moreover, she was smart enough to sense the malicious intent behind that question...

The Slaughter Tower Academy wasn't filled entirely with brutes after all!

The brilliance of Yue Yun's question lay in the fact that even if Wang Xia chose to completely ignore it when his turn came to speak and said something totally unrelated, Holgina would still harbor a thorn in her heart.

Although Holgina knew she couldn't climb into the Wang family, she couldn't help harboring some thoughts. What girl wouldn't want her boyfriend to openly admit she was marriage material for his future?

And if Wang Xia tried to dodge it, it would only give the impression that he didn't dare answer. In all likelihood, if Wang Xia evaded the topic, Holgina might end up minding it so much that she brought it up herself.

[A sharp question! You vengeful, petty little fellow, I love you so much. Although you've already sworn that you will never date—nor spill a single drop of your vital essence—until you climb past the thirtieth floor of the Slaughter Tower, your little scheme to gossip about other people's romances pleases me immensely.]

As expected of the King of Bluffs, Yue Yun. The secrets he exposed were full of such high status. Nieson looked at Yue Yun as if he were a divine being.

*Bro, you can honestly manage to abstain from personal matters until thirty floors deep in the Slaughter Tower? You must know how many people can never break through the thirtieth floor of the Slaughter Tower in their entire lives.*

Yue Yun's face turned somewhat red—a blush of embarrassment. Still, self-inflicted damage of eight hundred was within expectations. Next, he hoped to deal a thousand points of damage to the enemy.

At that moment, Zhang Tingyao chimed in: "Brother Wang, speak with caution! Speak with caution! Don't answer!"

Zhang Tingyao truly was a good lackey, still desperately trying to protect his master at a time like this. But his words also provided Ah Fan with a sensational opening. Ah Fan's talent for stirring up trouble could be rated as max.

The first explosive climax of this social-death session had arrived.

["Brother Wang, speak with caution! Speak with caution!" Although you and I have shared girlfriends, and although we've had a foursome with Holgina and Bai Xiaoyu, that little lady sitting right next to you doesn't know about this! Developing her has to take a process, right?]

Wang Xia's neighbor's neighbor...

That would be Jiang Xue.

Nieson, Wen Xishu, and Yue Yun instantly understood what a "foursome" meant. All three of them simultaneously put on expressions of *as expected, you Desire Tower Academy folks really know how to play*.

Beside them, Jiang Xue wore a look of fury, because at that moment, she suddenly understood Holgina's true intentions.

Hearing the narration, Wang Xia flew into a rage: "Zhang Tingyao, if it's not your turn to speak, keep your mouth shut, you idiot! When the hell did I ever have a foursome with you?!"

Hearing this, Holgina and Bai Xiaoyu knew Young Master Wang had lost his cool. They both shared a single thought: *It's over, the big one is coming.*

Wen Xishu thought to himself: *Yue Yun is truly ruthless. This kid is worth keeping around.*

["When the hell did I ever have a foursome with you?!" Indeed. Although I had Sha Ruijing fill in a value of eighteen for the relevant metric, the actual attendance was only six centimeters. Thus, the expected number of people was four, while the actual attendance was only 3.33333333... people.]

Nieson burst into uncontrollable laughter, entirely unable to hold it in. Ah Fan's words made Nieson want to pound the table. Even Wen Xishu and Yue Yun were snickering uncontrollably, completely unable to manage their facial expressions.

Wang Xia wanted to continue speaking to save face, but at that moment, Zhang Tingyao shook his head frantically.

Yue Yun knew that lies couldn't hurt; the truth was the sharpest blade. He didn't speak, but he laughed quite loudly, gesturing with a hand sign representing the number six.

The taunt was maxed out.

Wang Xia grew furious: "Nonsense! It's all nonsense! Who in the Desire Tower Academy doesn't know about my romantic escapades?"

"How could I possibly..."

He suddenly realized he had slipped up. Saying something like "who doesn't know about my romantic escapades" was bound to trigger an even more explosive topic.

At this point, Jiang Xue looked at Wang Xia as if he were a complete idiot. The gaze she directed at Holgina carried even more chilling indifference—a look that made Holgina feel genuinely afraid.

[Oh, my dear captain, since you chose Raging Storms yourself, please forgive me for having to follow the rules of the game. You are indeed very romantic. Do you remember that enchantingly beautiful little man in the Desire Tower Academy...]

For the first time, Wang Xia panicked, actually attempting to interrupt the narrator: "Shut up! Shut up! I'm going to demolish this room!"

At that moment, Wen Xishu finally understood why this place was called the "Wife-Divorcing and Family-Breaking Cabin," and why so many people were still willing to come.

This room was simply fantastic! He'd definitely come again next time!