Chapter 161: Summoning the True God

In the room where Wen Xishu was, the barrage was full of question marks.

【I rub, what's the situation with you two brothers, the trillion-dollar family fortune is gone, why are you still this expression?】

【There's a cat... there's a cat, it's not right, it's too not right.】

Yes, in Wen Xishu's room, everything was very peaceful.

An Jincheng, An Youxuan, the two brothers, were all very... happy.

An Youxuan was actually seeing Wen Xishu for the first time.

"So... this is the man who changed us, and changed Grandpa."

Regarding Wen Xishu, An Jincheng had been praising him, especially since Wen Xishu also had someone beside him whose driving was not inferior to Old Wu.

An Youxuan later also realized that everything was the same as what Wen Xishu said, which was the same as what his younger brother An Jincheng told.

Reverse Seven Building, apocalypse descended, what Grandpa longed for was the whole world.

If they stayed in Qicheng, in the end, they were just nourishment for Grandpa's evolution.

In order not to be swallowed by the big fish, Grandpa had also always longed to obtain the most ultimate power.

As blood relatives, in order not to be found by Grandpa, the two brothers smuggled to Whatever Longxia's Shencheng.

Bringing Secretary Bai, driver Old Wu, and others, they embarked on many adventures.

It was just that...

Later An Youxuan knew that the reason they could escape so smoothly was actually because Grandpa's heart softened.

But in short, if they did nothing, the final fate would definitely be being swallowed by Grandpa.

An Youxuan was a person who was very polite. He stood up after seeing Wen Xishu and bowed to Wen Xishu:

"Thank you for your help before."

【wtf? What kind of dog shit plot? Your mother, your trillion-dollar family fortune is gone, you say thank you to him?】

【Crazy, crazy, crazy.】

【No, could it be that there is some plot inside that we don't know?】

【However, according to the rules, the story must be true, which is to say, he did indeed let the two brothers give up the trillion-dollar family fortune.】

【Yes... that is An Youxuan, I have seen it in magazines more than once, properly the successor, just one step away from the prince ascending the throne, An Rong is dead.】

The content of the barrage made Wen Xishu feel funny.

Actually, Wen Xishu was very clear about what the barrage wanted to see.

They wanted to see contradiction, see conflict, see violence.

He tricked the two brothers into giving up the trillion-dollar family fortune, now... the two brothers must have come to their senses. According to reason, they should be very hateful of him—this was what the barrage wanted to see.

But now, the atmosphere was friendly, but it also had program effects.

Just like writing a novel, the essence is pulling emotions. Surprise, speechlessness, disbelief, are also a kind of emotion.

Wen X

Now, Wen Xishu began to focus on chatting with the two brothers.

Judging from An Youxuan's words—

Wen Xishu discovered one thing: the timeline the two brothers in front of him were in was aligned with his own.

In other words, the timeline standard for stories descending into reality, if the people in the story are still alive...

Then align the timeline with the storyteller.

In Wen Xishu's timeline, Wen Xishu actually went to the Slaughter Tower with Xun Hui just a few days ago.

In the Slaughter Tower, Wen Xishu established a chat through the function of the Scorpio knife with the group of people he had the deepest favorability with.

The other rooms were the same.

But in other rooms, there were still some special situations, such as the bald spider man.

In the bald spider man's story, he killed the robbers who robbed together.

Then in the bald spider man's story—the robbers were actually already dead.

The story descending into reality would provide... perhaps not the real robbers. But a simulated robber.

Wen Xishu didn't know, just guessing, but he didn't intend to verify any of his next stories.

There were quite a few people he wanted to see.

Now, the ancient castle had simply become... another means for him to show miracles.

At this very moment, the two brothers An Youxuan and An Jincheng felt this way.

An Youxuan thought:

"My brother is right, this person... is really like a god, too scary. He actually brought us here directly?"

"This almost ignores many rules. Who knows how far this kind of ancient castle-style place is from Shencheng?"

An Jincheng thought:

"Incredible, last time we just tried to build a chat channel, we all thought it was a means of mental intrusion... at that time we were still sighing, why could someone do such a thing."

"But now, he has done something even more outrageous."

Wen Xishu said:

"Have you encountered any particularly difficult things in Shencheng recently?"

【Shencheng? Isn't this my hometown?】

Wen Xishu noticed such a barrage.

Wen Xishu was also very concerned... what happened in this Shencheng, and what was going on with these barrages.

An Jincheng said:

"Yes, there are too many."

Shencheng is said to be the 'Silicon City' of Whatever Longxia, a city that sucks the blood of young people.

"This place is too magical, simply... simply comparable to Hucheng."

An Jincheng had encountered people from Hucheng during his wandering process, and they had exchanged ideas. The other party was amazed that An Jincheng and others came from Zicheng.

It was said that once people from that country entered Hucheng, they would trigger rule weirdness, letting a group of monsters looking gorgeously dressed drive old-fashioned cars to patrol the streets and distribute red envelopes.

Of course, Shencheng also had many strange things.

These strange things actually made the barrages interested.

【Houses are alive? I seem to have an impression, people in our area also said houses are alive.】

【Mass suicide is not strange anymore, this is Shencheng, I've even seen a group of people queuing up to fall into a ditch.】

【These two young masters didn't inherit the billions in family property, but ran here to tell stories.】

An Jincheng said:

"Shencheng also seems to have an area that established a weird caste system, saying it was determined based on the wealth before death."

"It was very outrageous, we didn't dare to go there. We actually mixed very generally in Shencheng..."

"Also, it is said that if you stay in Shencheng for a long time and want to leave Shencheng, then everything you obtained in Shencheng must be left behind."

Very good, the main theme is making money in Shencheng and spending it in Shencheng, not even taking a cent home.

The appearance Wen Xishu showed was like a god high above, coming down to the mortal world to observe the people's feelings.

After hearing An Jincheng's account, he realized that perhaps... Whatever Longxia also had a few places where the magical degree after the apocalypse descended was not inferior to Hujiang.

He asked some questions intentionally or unintentionally, waiting for the time to end.

After feeling some of An Jincheng's inner desires, Wen Xishu said:

"Actually, there is a place that is safe, and I have also set up a whitelist. If you go there, you won't need to sleep in the open and be a wanderer."

An Youxuan stood up again:

"Really?"

"What you said is true? Under the apocalypse, there is still such a place?"

An Jincheng was very surprised that his brother was so excited. But soon, he understood that his brother was actually worried about him.

Worried about his brother, worried about Secretary Bai, worried about Old Wu.

Many times, when encountering danger, An Youxuan was the first to rush up. After losing the mission to inherit billions in family property...

An Youxuan's life was left with only protection.

After the Slaughter Tower, Wen Xishu went to Fengcheng, and later the Scorpio knife never appeared with the chat group function again.

So the quasi-friends Wen Xishu had currently unlocked the recruitment prerequisites for—didn't know yet that Wen Xishu even had a city of his own.

Wen Xishu made a gesture, very calmly signaling An Youxuan to sit down:

"Since I have spoken, naturally it exists. Actually, the harsher the environment, the more your aptitude can be brought into play."

"But Shencheng is indeed too magical, sometimes, you have to slow down the pace appropriately."

"Go to Fengcheng. If you feel that one day, in this place called Shencheng, the pressure is too great and you can't survive, then go to Fengcheng."

"That place will bring you a stable life."

An Youxuan was excited.

An Jincheng was also shocked inside.

Could the god chosen by Grandpa compare to Wen Xishu? Wen Xishu's mental range covers the whole world, and he can summon others out of thin air... and even has his own city!

Too strong, no wonder, when facing the ghost bride red house... he was so calm at the beginning.

His strength had long reached the true god level!

【How come I feel that these two brothers are not here to ask for money at all, but to cooperate with him in acting cool?】

【I have a feeling that he acted cool, and suddenly I became interested in the past between them.】

【The groaning next door has no meaning to me anymore! Say it! How were these two second-generation heirs fooled by you! Say it!】

Wen Xishu didn't speak, just kept acting cool.

Wen Xishu's situation not only didn't become worse because of the accident, but instead became quite comfortable because of the accident.

He was thinking about an extremely bold, extremely bold thing.

This idea made even Wen Xishu himself feel a bit outrageous. If the ancient castle could really realize it...

But he hadn't found the opportunity yet, nor had he thought about how to weave story materials.

As for other rooms, the situations were all different.

The room that met the expectation was the snake-tongued woman's room.

"Your family is broken, I'm very sorry, but what did I do? Darling, I just love you." The snake-tongued woman said to the man in the room.

Under her charm, the man once again stopped the woman who was taking revenge on the snake-tongued woman, which was his original wife.

The snake-tongued woman extended her index finger, her tongue licking her index finger, the action was very seductive, belonging to standard edge-ball behavior.

She said with blurred eyes:

"Wait until you finish solving it, we will continue to be loving."

【Today's story meeting ends here.】

【Raise both hands to prove innocence.】

【Is this something I can watch for free? Oh, I'm a paid user.】

【What a pity, the uniform is not the kind I like.】

The barrage floated by line by line, the snake-tongued woman's expectation value didn't decrease because of the accident.

At the same time, her own safety didn't suffer any threat because of the accident.

The next room was the chef's room.

Since the mistress had long died at the chef's hands, the current mistress was simulated.

The simulated mistress, after knowing the chef's behavior, made a big commotion.

The chef's accident scene was a kitchen.

The mistress was smashing plates crazily, screaming.

The chef looked heartbroken, as if he had repented—if his eyes weren't fixed on the plates.

"Hey! Ingredients destroying utensils! What a sin! What good utensils!"

The heartache in the chef's eyes didn't look like a disguise.

He quickly erupted with anger.

【Fuck, so scary! This look!】

【Look at his eyes, there are tears! He seems to feel the pain of these utensils!】

【Are you crazy? His look at people and his look at the surrounding tableware are completely different.】

What happened next satisfied the expectations of this group of viewers pursuing perverted curiosity.

The chef picked up a kitchen knife and began to trim meat, break bones, and remove tendons.

Like lamb scorpion.

The chef's words successfully won the expectation value of all the audience. His curiosity level had no moisture, and unlike Wen Xishu's contrast style—

The chef and the snake-tongued woman both focused on how the story was, and the accident was the same.

Of course, although the shifty-eyed man was also like this, his expectation value never went up...

There were also some viewers in the room, but these viewers just felt it was boring.

The shifty-eyed man, currently the expectation value hadn't gone up, and had dropped a little.

Current expectation value, 1.

He had stolen many things, but the audience didn't love watching this kind of accident.

As of now, Wen Xishu's story was the one with the strongest contrast.

Wen Xishu fooled people into giving up billions in family property, but the two brothers were grateful to Wen Xishu.

This contrast was truly unexpected.

But soon, something even more unexpected appeared.

In the brat's room.

【I want to see the brat die! Hahahahahaha!】

【Beat him to death! Beat him to death! Parents don't educate, so let society's iron fist educate him!】

【Ora ora ora ora! Continuous hits!】

What the audience expected was to see the brat die.

The scene in this room was an elevator again.

And in the delivery man's memory, this child pressed all the floors.

At this time, the elevator suddenly stopped, the light suddenly dimmed, because the power was out.

This was the room creating an effect, creating a situation where the delivery man and the brat were alone.

And surveillance didn't exist either.

But at this time, the delivery man's approach was to first appease the child, and then call for help.

The barrage fell silent collectively.

After a while... the content of the barrage appeared again.

【I want to see him die even more now!】

【What a good little brother!】

【Yes, this little brat won the bet, letting him meet a good person.】

【Get irritable! Damn it!】

No irritability, in this environment, after the delivery guy finished the call for help, he immediately started contacting some guests behind, telling them he was trapped in the elevator...

Think carefully, actually everything is very reasonable.

This child could successfully live until now, maybe it was because every time he committed evil... he met good people.

【I really hope we can leave instantly and let him be voted to death.】

Expectation value returning to zero, naturally, is being voted to death.

But the barrages couldn't do this.

【Save it, we can only follow our hearts... once expectation is generated, it's impossible to do this kind of behavior.】

【Yes, deep in my heart I want to see him die... he didn't die, so I subconsciously thought about whether he would die in the next story!】

The barrages also had their own limitations.

The next room, the simulated scene, was a bedroom.

But it was the most foul-smelling bedroom.

The owner of the bedroom suddenly opened his eyes because he felt it was a bit dazzling, and there was an uncomfortable smell.

Then, he saw an ugly place on a person's body aimed at his face.

"Hehehe, I also miss you, respect me, hehe."

An accident that met expectations but was full of foul smell descended.

【Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! So foul!】

【Man, what can I say?】

【Don't do this kind of thing.】

"Sit properly."

"Shake hands."

"Good, very good, this is my good girlfriend. Do you know? Your behavior is very bad, but I still forgive you. In this world, except for me, no one will like you who are so bad."

The man's voice came, the voice was pleasant and gentle, like an extremely elegant man reading poetry.

But his gaze was so arrogant.

"Wuwuwu, I'm sorry, it's me being too willful, you are the light in my life, a person like me doesn't deserve to live in this world at all, if it weren't for you!"

"I'm sorry, no matter how you abuse me, I shouldn't have thought about committing suicide!"

"Without your abuse, this world would be dim to me!"

The accident descended, meeting expectations.

But the barrage was speechless.

【Doesn't look like hypnosis, it's pure pua...】

【Fuck, why go this far, why go this far!】

【I actually want to learn this move, forget it, I want face.】

The man didn't care about these barrages, he only cared about his own expectation value. The expectation value didn't drop, indicating that the barrage was also saying one thing and meaning another.

He was one of the very few people who understood the game.

He knew what kind of people would attract what kind of barrage.

What the brat attracted were those who longed to see the brat sanctioned.

What the chef attracted were those who were curious, hiding some perverted desires in their hearts.

And what the snake-tongued woman attracted were those who were lustful in their hearts.

What he attracted was naturally those who wanted to see how he pua'd women.

Next, as long as his story always focused on the victimized woman, then his story...

would definitely not harm himself.

After all, among these women...

There wasn't one who didn't love him deeply.

The last person was the bald spider man.

Met expectations.

Because the bald spider man died.

The first person to be killed by an accident appeared.

This fierce-looking bandit, his story was indeed attractive.

A certain robber arranged a robbery, and then let the teammates kill each other... finally the bald spider man broke the fate and killed the planner.

But this time, the planner obtained the memory.

He shot and killed the bald man without hesitation.

Black Spider died just like that.

【Great, great!】

【It's really good! We can choose stories to watch again!】

【Liberated, liberated!】

The barrages seemed very happy.

Soon, the second round of the story meeting began.

Outside the room, there was a knock on the door.

Wen Xishu knew that the statue was inviting him back to the story hall.

"Alright, this conversation ends here, you will be sent back to your original positions without accident."

"Good luck, I have to go deal with other things."

Wen Xishu appeared completely indifferent, as if he just had new things to be busy with. Looking at it, he was like the owner of this ancient castle.

So capable, so full of life.

The An brothers were already obedient, Wen Xishu couldn't help but think...

If this mission ends, can he directly open the An brothers recruitment mission like Tang Rui? Receive a recruitment letter or something.

Currently, only Tang Rui had left him a letter.

Wen Xishu quickly cast aside these distracting thoughts.

"Don't think about these anymore, first... I have to prepare the second story."

"Who should I see this time?"

He had the answer in his heart, but he didn't have the conditions to do so yet.

Eight people went in, seven people came out.

The expectation values above the seven people's heads didn't change much, but the shifty-eyed man was very afraid.

Because the seven knight statues holding great swords hung the great swords above their heads again.

The huge statue in the middle of the hall said:

"Congratulations to everyone for successfully surviving the accident segment."

"It seems that in your stories, those who were abused don't have enough means to kill you."

"But I think someone among you already knows... the audience will have perverted values~ I hope your stories in the second round are more perverted than the first round."

"Next, I will propose a special rule for the second round—in the second round, if the villain in your story is weaker than the previous round, it will cause the expectation value to return to zero."

Wen Xishu immediately understood.

That is to say, the villain's strength in this round of stories must be higher than the previous round.

This is too easy to handle.

Everyone's expressions were different. The brat was thinking, who is stronger than the delivery man?

The chef was thinking, have I cooked anything particularly strong?

The lecturer man frowned slightly, his wife? Or which student? Is there a distinction between combat power among them?

The difficulty of the story is upgrading.

It's not guaranteed that the third round of stories will have even nastier restrictive conditions.

This also made everyone realize that they must be frugal, and they can't tell the strongest story all at once.

"Alright, everyone, the second round of the story meeting is about to begin."

"But next, we need to deal with the one with the lowest expectation value in the previous round of the story meeting~"

"According to the performance... it's a pity, you have been eliminated."

What the statue said was clearly the shifty-eyed man.

The shifty-eyed man looked around in panic:

"Save me! Save me!"

No one could save him, the knight raised his great sword and stabbed directly from the crown of his head, the great sword pierced from the crown of the head to the shifty-eyed man's abdomen.

The shifty-eyed man died.

"This person committed the crime of theft, he might be one of the least deserving to die in terms of the degree of crime..."

"Really curious, what kind of mission this is on this floor in the Desire Tower."

The shifty-eyed man died, and the second round of the story meeting was about to begin soon.

The order of the story meeting had subtle changes.

The lecturer man was actually the first to tell a story.

He pondered for a while and began to tell about another girl who was relatively fat.

In his view, a fat girl is always a bit stronger than a thin one.

The story was much the same, that the girl committed suicide, but didn't leave any clues.

Mobile phone, email, browser history, all cleared.

This time, the lecturer man got away with it.

"No one knows that the girl's death has anything to do with me, which makes me feel intoxicated! My ability has finally reached the point of being seamless!"

Wen Xishu felt that this lecturer man had quite the temperament of the big boss of this level.

But it's hard to say...

The chef, the fool, none of them are good people.

And there is also a host, and someone who held the story meeting is hidden in that huge statue.

He couldn't deduce who the behind-the-scenes boss of this ancient castle story meeting was, and what the purpose was.

But at this very moment, Wen Xishu's attention wasn't here either.

He closed his eyes, as if he hadn't listened to the lecturer man's story at all.

The duration of telling the story this time changed from one minute to two minutes, and more techniques could be used to make simple stories complex, so as to pull up the expectation value.

The lecturer man thought so too, but Wen Xishu didn't listen, not because he didn't care if the lecturer man's story techniques would be useful to him...

But at this moment, Wen Xishu was fully focused on solving one thing.

His heart began to call out for something over and over again.

【Why is this brat closing his eyes?】

【How come it feels like he's inviting a god.】

【Don't say it, you really don't say it, it really looks like he's inviting a god.】

Wen Xishu's expression at this time was incomparably pious.

He really didn't want to miss this opportunity, because the story meeting would descend in the form of an accident...

Then it means that he could actually use the mechanism of the ancient castle to speak the law and successfully make a wish.

See whoever he wants to see, as long as the story is reasonable enough.

Wen Xishu indeed thought so, and was doing so.

In his mind, he kept chanting a name.

"Wen Xishu, wake up!"

"Wen Xishu, answer me!"

"Wen Xishu, stop playing dead! I know you're here! I know you're still in the depths of my consciousness!"

"Listen, the two of us are on the same side!"

"I've been trying to possess previous memories, but you've been refusing to give them to me!"

"Listen, your brother must have played pranks on you, right? No matter how good the relationship between brothers is, there are some pranks, right?"

In Wen Xishu's mind, he thought of many, many people.

He thought of Scorpio, thought of Aries, but he was afraid of these people.

He also thought of summoning Tang Rui, but that wasn't urgent... because Tang Rui could definitely be summoned.

He also had Jack, who could discuss the advanced usage of mental barrage with Jack face to face.

He had too many things to choose from.

But at this moment, Wen Xishu only wanted to do one thing.

He wanted to see that man who ran through the beginning to the end but never appeared.

He began to call out his own name in the depths of his heart, but what he called out was actually another Wen Xishu.

It was that foolish Wen Xishu.

"My time is running out, if you don't respond to me, you might not be able to see him!"

"Wen Xishu, answer me! Could it be that you don't want to see your brother! Don't you want to see Wen Zhaohua!"

Wen Zhaohua.

The material Wen Xishu needed was material about Wen Zhaohua.

When that name was called out from the depths of his heart...

Wen Xishu clearly felt a surge of emotion impacting him.

In this instant, it was as if many fragments of memory flashed in Wen Xishu's mind in the form of pictures.

That extreme longing made Wen Xishu feel heavy for a moment.

That familiar yet strange voice rang in Wen Xishu's mind.

"Can I... see brother?"

(End of chapter)