CHAPTER 557: CHAPTER 162: THE CASTLE SUMMONER WEN MOU

Wen Xishu dared to speak so harshly, even mocking the audience... because he had seen a comment earlier.

It was probably this comment, stating that although they were eager to see an erotic performance, they still chose Wen Xishu.

Because only after having completely lost all expectations for Wen Xishu’s story...

Could they move to support someone else.

To do this, it required another storyteller whose story was so spectacular that it could forcibly shift all of a specific audience member’s expectations to the new story.

Or your own story had to be bad enough...

For example, when Miaosa was a participant, her story was utterly unremarkable, it was just about sex. After the sex, there was nothing to look forward to, it was boring.

Wen Xishu was certainly not fighting alone.

Miaosa’s high expectations, although only bringing a little anticipation value...

Other people, maybe out of fear, didn’t dare to support Wen Xishu like Miaosa did.

But did they really not have any expectations in their hearts?

Of course, they did.

[I’m scared... but I really want to see it, his next story... it should be about revealing the person behind the scenes, right?]

[I don’t want to see it! I don’t want to see it! I don’t want to see it!]

[I’m not looking forward to it at all! I’m not looking forward to it at all! I’m not looking forward to it at all... okay, I can’t lie to myself.]

On the surface, Miaosa was the only visible supporter, but Wen Xishu knew that no matter how weak people were, they still had curiosity. Otherwise, they wouldn’t be decent audience members.

His expectation value hadn’t dropped at all.

Just then, there was a knock at the door. This meant that the accident stage had ended.

The murdering fool with the cruel streak, anticipation value 99.

On the other hand, the male lecturer who manipulated women for his schemes, this round, due to his manipulations triggering a deep-seated hatred of the system among countless audience members...

His anticipation value went from 114 to 135.

The troublemaker kid encountered multiple targets in a row, as he told many stories in one go.

He got hurt, and this time he finally got beaten up. But he survived.

The audience craved to see him die, and his anticipation value soared to 300.

Wen Xishu’s anticipation value remained 400.

The fourth round of stories was about to begin.

At this moment, the enormous Knight in the distance began to speak again.

"Congratulations to everyone who made it to the fourth round."

"As per usual, let’s take a look at... whoever scored the lowest in the third round of stories."

"Oh~ how unfortunate, I truly thought you could make it to the finals."

The fool, able to pretend and act cruel, cunning and insane... even with all these traits, lost in the third round.

The killer was visibly unwilling:

"Wait till I become a ghost! I’ll kill you all!"

The Knight behind the killer’s eyes lit up, and his great sword fell mercilessly.

Another participant died and became an audience member.

"Next, I will announce the new rules for the fourth round of stories."

New rules again?

Wen Xishu’s heart sank. Don’t ruin things for me.

There were still the lecturer, the kid, and Wen Xishu. It was likely that a winner would emerge after the fourth round.

"In the fourth round, the audience’s perverse value will collectively increase by two hundred percent."

"Please tell the most insane story of your career."

"In the fourth round, the order of rooms for incidents will be shuffled for all participants."

"Rules are now complete. This time, you have four minutes to tell your story."

Wen Xishu frowned.

The perverse value of the audience... increased by two hundred percent?

[Heeheeheeheehee, I suddenly really want to kill!]

[Oh haha, let them all die! Let them all die!]

[What’s the point of dying? I want to see their despair!]

[How interesting, does this mean they will experience each other’s incidents?]

[What a pity, that fool who acted like an idiot is dead. It would be fun to see his target repair the kid...]

The malicious sentiment in the comments was visible to the naked eye.

Not only was Wen Xishu feeling troubled, but even the lecturer and the kid didn’t know what to do for a moment.

Both of them had committed many crimes...

But ultimately, they were just bad people, not completely insane.

This round, the first storyteller was Wen Xishu.

With a one-in-three chance, Wen Xishu had been looking for comments for a long time because he had the highest anticipation value...

So Wen Xishu saw the most comments.

These increasingly insane comments seemed to have forgotten their initial fear.

Wen Xishu soon found the comment he was looking for.

[I suddenly feel like I want to see rivers of blood... Wen Xishu, don’t be afraid! I support you!]

Miaosa.

Although influenced by the two hundred percent increase in perverse value, her desire for revenge had not changed.

Wen Xishu felt a bit reassured.

Even if his story wasn’t insane enough, as long as there was some anticipation value, he could at least enter the incident stage.

But the problem was—

The incident stage would be shuffled too.

Based on the supplement from the suspected mastermind, in the fourth round of stories, he would likely enter the incident stage of one of the other two.

In other words...

He might face the kid’s enemy or the lecturer’s enemy, whereas the lecturer and the kid might face the mastermind he was about to reveal...

God knows what this would trigger.

"They are just small town residents; they won’t stand a chance against such a level of existence."

"So... what should I do?"

Wen Xishu’s gaze suddenly fell on the kid.