[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-the-three-towers-game":3,"chapter-the-three-towers-game-the-three-towers-game-chapter-50":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","The Three Towers Game",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},2294187,4488,"Chapter 50: True Chinese-Style Horror","the-three-towers-game-chapter-50",50,"\u003Cp>Wen Xishu knew that this was likely the content of the second room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He suddenly felt a bit uneasy; this was an emotion he shouldn't have, and it made him feel somewhat stifled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tang Rui wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Is my voice right now very unpleasant to hear?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wen Xishu did not shake his head to offer fake comfort; he nodded and said:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It is indeed very unpleasant.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tang Rui smiled somewhat awkwardly, but she filled the wine cup again:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Again, let's go again!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I will accompany you to the end.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wen Xishu began to shake the dice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The girl's luck was clearly starting to wane; this time, it was an odd number again. A total of seven points.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"List another similar instance, a pain that makes it impossible for you to forget.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There were four doors at the beginning.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This meant that the desperate events Tang Rui had experienced should number four. The beasts she encountered were not just her parents and Teacher Yan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Perhaps influenced by this strange object, the wine cup, this red liquid was particularly prone to making one intoxicated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tang Rui felt a sense of brokenness and release; from her initial resistance, she gradually developed a desire to confide. After downing another full cup, her eyes held a faint sorrow and haziness:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It was my best friend who left me with nowhere to hide.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was just a very short sentence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But what appeared in Wen Xishu's eyes was another series of dense, suffocating memories.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"My name is Xiao Ru, from now on, we are roommates.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Um, you can just call me Xiao Rui...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hey, what's wrong with your voice? It's so raspy; it doesn't match your appearance at all.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It's... it's nothing. I was born with a voice that sounds unpleasant.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hehe, it's okay, I don't mind. By the way, since we just met today, let's go sing together?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I, I don't know how to sing; my singing is very unpleasant.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It's fine, I don't mind that your singing is unpleasant.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The scene quickly shifted from the freshman dormitory to a KTV private room, where freshmen, both boys and girls, were singing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Although Xiao Ru wasn't a good singer, her voice was at least normal. Moreover, she spoke with a bit of a cutesy affectation, and while her singing skills weren't great, she had that sweet-style voice that boys liked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She seemed to enjoy being surrounded and cheered on by the boys, and to highlight the contrast with her own sweet voice, she handed the microphone to the friend she had just met today—Tang Rui.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The ignorant girl did not know that this was actually a form of humiliation; she simply thought that after compromising with her parents' fate and getting into college... she could finally be loved.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She picked up the microphone and sang, thinking she couldn't refuse a friend's kindness. Every line of her singing could tug at the wounds from high school... the ones that made her feel desperate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the KTV, some people covered their ears, some frowned, and some used their phones to record that raspy, unpleasant singing. Only Xiao Ru wore a smile, happy to the extreme.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Watching Xiao Ru's smile, Tang Rui still insisted on finishing the song. In her heart, she thought, how wonderful... she didn't mind that I sang poorly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tang Rui thought the smile on Xiao Ru's face was acceptance and lack of judgment, not knowing it was merely a form of mockery and amusement.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Life is sometimes just like this.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When you are like a drowning person clutching a wooden board, yearning to be loved, what often walks toward you is the evil that pushes you into the abyss.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So, from a very early age, Wen Xishu knew that people can only recognize love when they no longer need it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tang Rui could not recognize it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Until she graduated from college, she still thought she and Xiao Ru were good friends. She had never thought that she was just a prop used for contrast.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The inferiority deep in her bones made her feel that if someone liked her, she shouldn't doubt it, and if she encountered uncomfortable things, she should just endure them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She was willing to guard such a friendship until she died. But what is fake is fake; it cannot become real.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After graduation, Tang Rui, who worked hard and was steady and ambitious, although she didn't pass the civil service exams as her parents wished, was doing quite well.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the contrary, Xiao Ru had high standards but low abilities, and coupled with poor academic performance, she couldn't find a good job.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the end, it was Tang Rui who arranged for Xiao Ru to interview at her own company. The two went from being classmates to colleagues.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was, of course, not a continuation of a storybook friendship. School is a microcosm of society; those evils hidden during student days, once they reach society, only become more malicious.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The seeds of evil took root and sprouted, absorbing every bit of soil in Tang Rui's life. Finally, one day, the malice blossomed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That day, Tang Rui arrived at work only to find that almost everyone was pointing at her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"How could she be that kind of person?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"My god, I didn't expect she had that kind of past.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Tsk, I said it, some people are the more aloof they are on the surface, the more slutty they are in private.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Back in their student days... oh my, you really couldn't tell, you really couldn't tell.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In her memory, there was a patch of muddy yellow candlelight, with pitch-black figures layered upon layers, forming a surging, turbulent darkness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Slut.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Seducing the boss.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Shameless.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Doing those things, just to sell herself for a good price to the boss, right?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Those figures erupted with malicious words, one after another, like a tide of bats in the darkness, rustling as they passed through the girl's soul.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The girl had been conscientious and diligent for years, never making enemies, working silently, working overtime silently, and bearing burdens without complaint.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The boss had also noticed this steady and serious employee and began to arrange more important work for her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She did every task well, putting her all into everything and being extremely cautious, afraid of being disliked, afraid of causing others to lose face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She had thought that such days were not bad, and had thought that perhaps she had been forgotten by the deity in charge of misfortune. Perhaps she would also encounter some small luck.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But she was wrong again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tang Rui could never have imagined that it was Xiao Ru who had taken her past, added embellishments, turned it into rumors, and spread them throughout this office building.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Clearly, on that desk, there was still a graduation photo of the two of them. Clearly, she should have been her best friend.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You see it now, don't you? This is my good friend, Xiao Ru.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tang Rui suddenly looked at Wen Xishu, bitterly mocking herself:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Whatever she wanted, I never competed with her for it. If she wanted to be the center of attention, I was content to be a dim firefly. If she wanted to be the focus of the crowd, I would retreat into the shadows.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Because many years ago, when I was at my loneliest, she handed me the microphone, and I thought... that was the turning point of my life.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I once trusted her very much; her smile was very healing to me. I wouldn't think about whether there was malice hidden behind that smile.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I even told her about my experiences, just as I have today. But I could never have imagined that she would maliciously spread rumors about me.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Just because the boss didn't accept her invitation, just because I was appreciated by the boss... she thought I had stolen her happiness.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"To make people hate me, she twisted my past, saying that all the pain I had suffered was something I had actively sought out myself!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tang Rui said these words almost through gritted teeth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She had worked hard to live, taking many years to cover up the wounds of the past.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was as if she had finally become a normal bird that could blend into the forest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But her best friend, just as she was about to enter a new chapter of her life, tore open her wounds again, reminding her in an even more malicious way...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That she was a parrot, and she had never left the parrot cage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wen Xishu sighed softly, finally understanding why Wenren Jing had such regrets.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This girl, who had never been loved from beginning to end, was indeed yearning to be loved.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Wenren Jing had thought too simply; he had actually believed that a good lover could make up for the lack of family and friendship.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I can't stay here; the rumors about me are getting more and more numerous, and more and more malicious. They even say I've had abortions and slept with many different people.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Am I a very rotten person? I've thought about this more than once.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After saying this, Tang Rui was silent for a long time, her voice gradually lowering:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I thought I wasn't, but I suddenly realized that I am. Only if I am such a rotten person will they let me go.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"If I try to defend myself, they will only torment me even more.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I started drinking heavily, I started getting tattoos, and I changed my appearance, starting to become the person they wanted me to be.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"This way, everything became reasonable, and their story... was finally complete.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yes, their story was finally complete.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That girl was just like the rumors, a slut to the bone; she drank, got tattoos, hung out in nightclubs, and had all sorts of bad habits—how perfectly it fit the stereotypes people held.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All the gossip about her was so consistent with her current actions. All the framing and malice reasonably became the labels stuck onto her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wen Xishu couldn't help but think that it was fortunate Wenren Jing hadn't truly anchored this story.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To meet the most perfect person in the world from that completely broken world... that was certainly good.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But that person would disappear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Perhaps Wenren Jing realized exactly this, realized what a cruel thing he had done—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the boundless darkness, you lit a fire. Others thought it was a lamp, and flying toward the light, they would meet the owner of the lamp to lead them out of the darkness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But you only lit the fire and then left.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That is exactly what Wenren Jing did: seven days to love a girl, letting her feel happiness, and then disappearing completely. Thinking that love could overcome everything, thinking that having been loved, the past misfortunes were healed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The pain that someone carries through their entire life seems to be just a small trouble that you can solve by loving them once.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What arrogance this is.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Fortunately, Wenren Jing did not anchor this story; your tragedy has not yet been set in stone.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The past cannot be undone, but the future can be lived recklessly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not knowing if it was the alcohol, Wen Xishu now felt a strong urge to pull Tang Rui up and go do something crazy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He checked the date, and to his surprise, it was close to the date when Jack \"evolved\" in Moen City.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He suddenly thought that perhaps it wasn't just Moen City, but the entire human world that would fall apart at some point.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The apocalypse is coming; it is everywhere.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Therefore, the countdown to the collapse of all rules and the loss of human order has already begun.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wen Xishu didn't know how to heal a person, but he knew how to find happiness, especially... finding happiness in revenge.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was just that he hadn't obtained the final piece of information yet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He already knew what the three items in the three scenarios corresponded to. Once he returned to the Strange Tower, he could speed-run those three scenarios.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But there were four doors in total, and there was one final door corresponding to the final item.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was impatient to take this broken girl and go do something crazy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Continue?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Continue!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The dice fell, showing one and four. Five points. Tang Rui smiled indifferently and drank another glass of wine.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She was starting to get drunk.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her consciousness was beginning to blur, and the people around them seemed to be influenced by some kind of power, each of them thinking of some sad past events.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Ask, go ahead and ask, I'll tell you everything... Anyway... everything is about to end soon.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The fourth thing—in your life, what is the fourth thing that made you feel like you were breaking down?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wen Xishu asked more crisply and cleanly than the last time. But to his surprise, Tang Rui shook her head:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"There isn't one... there is no fourth thing.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The effect of the Truth-Telling Wine Glass was still active; those who drank the wine could not tell a lie. There truly was no fourth thing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Although puzzled, Wen Xishu didn't ask further. He remained silent for a long while, as if he had vaguely understood something.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the end of this truth-telling conversation, he picked up his glass and downed the wine in it in one go.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tang Rui rested her head on her hand, looking drowsy and confused:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You... what are you doing?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I have learned everything I wanted to know, so I am returning a secret to you here.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tang Rui smiled and asked in a slurred voice:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Then... why have you never been loved? I've always been curious, you clearly had a happy family.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A shattered life left her with no time to care about the pain of others. Yet, she still became interested in this young man who had barged into the end of her life holding a magical wine glass.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He clearly had such a wonderful childhood, so why did he say he had never been loved?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wen Xishu also smiled:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Because we are the same kind.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He said these words with a smile, but the smile did not look pleasant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Those familiar scenes were merely carefully polished lies; only at this moment did Tang Rui see the complete memory.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Xiaoshu, Xiaoshu, look, look! What is this? This is the ROG handheld console Mom bought for you. Are you happy?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The child was, of course, happy, but as the camera moved away and his hand touched the game console's packaging box, his eyes suddenly turned hollow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Mom, is it an empty box again?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The woman didn't respond, merely staring blissfully at the video on her phone, adjusting the beauty filters, thinking about how many likes she would get once the video was posted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The child didn't ask again; he sensibly took the empty box and walked toward home.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Xiaoshu, Mom brought you food. After school, we'll go celebrate your birthday together! Hehe.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The scene shifted to the school entrance, where countless children looked at Wen Xishu with envy. Such a beautiful mother, and she loved him so much.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But they didn't know that after walking outside the classroom, the child's smile slowly faded:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Mom, my birthday passed many days ago. You don't... you don't remember at all.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"That's not important. Come, Xiaoshu, sit here, open the loving bento Mom made, and show a smile. Yes, be happy.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The little boy smiled. The camera used a warm, cozy filter, and the caption read: \"Mom will always love you.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But under such a filter, the undercooked rice could not be seen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The memory continued.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Then what about Dad and Mom? Are you also high-level NPCs?\" the boy asked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The man shook his head:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"To others, Dad and Mom are very powerful NPCs, but no matter if you are poor or rich in the future, no matter if you turn out successful or not...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"From the moment you were born, we have already been in your party, and that will never change.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When these words were finished, the little boy had felt happy. At least for that moment, he had also thought he was happy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But not long after, the camera turned off. The man urged the child to go to sleep, and after a while, the man walked out of the bedroom and closed the door.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The woman said:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Honey, how much longer? I really want to have our own child with you.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Soon, wifey, we'll be financially free soon. Look, the whole internet is saying we're a happy family, praising how much we love our child. There are even quite a few people imitating us, starting to make parent-child videos.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It won't be many more days. When the time comes, we just need to cry, and countless people will sympathize with us. No one will suspect we did it!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"When our own child is born, they will even bless us.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The man and woman hugged and laughed. They didn't know that on the other side of the door, the child was barefoot, his ear pressed against the door, silently shedding tears.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tang Rui shuddered, looking at Wen Xishu in disbelief.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She hadn't expected that this youth, who was a few years younger than her, had such a terrifying past.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She seemed to understand why, in her memory, there was a child standing in the fire, saying those words about loving himself. She felt fear, and a chill ran down her spine.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A heavy rain suddenly started outside the bar, a downpour without warning, as if to extinguish some distant flame.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wen Xishu laughed softly:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Tonight, we can consider ourselves to have exchanged secrets.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Look, I'm also an unwanted dead kid, but so what?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tang Rui didn't know how to respond.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In another version, Wen Renjing had once given Tang Rui ultimate love.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But now, what Wen Xishu wanted to do was teach Tang Rui how to please herself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wen Xishu suddenly raised his glass again and took a sip of wine to indicate that he was telling the truth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His smile gradually became charming again, that bone-chilling coldness hidden within his words:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Tang Rui, when I was little, I loved watching horror movies the most. Everyone said Chinese horror movies were scary—gloomy, resentful, and hair-raising—much more stimulating than the merely bloody American horror movies. But I don't think so.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Chinese horror movies are indeed very interesting. As a vengeful ghost, you settle scores and take revenge. Sometimes I think, from a ghost's perspective, Chinese horror movies are really too much like fairy tales.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"People don't know that true Chinese horror is when you are clearly being bullied, yet you cannot express your grievances.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"When you want to laugh, they tell you not to lose your composure; when you want to cry, they tell you that tears shouldn't be shed lightly. When you want to be angry, they make you learn to endure.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"They clearly don't love you, yet they tell you every moment that everything they do is for your own good.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"They show all their light to irrelevant onlookers to prove how good they are, yet they leave the darkness only for us.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"They are the good people who reap honor and praise; we are the deformed, twisted monsters.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wen Xishu's smile grew even gentler:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The place I was in was very beautiful; everyone lived in love and affection within conventional rules. But because of that, those who broke the rules never got a good outcome.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I believe that the things people praise are real, they just don't belong to those of us who are cursed. In that world, a bad seed like me could only blame my own bad luck.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"But now it's different.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wen Xishu drank the wine in his glass again, emphasizing the truth of his words once more:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I won't deceive you. This world is about to shatter, and all order will be gone. All the shackles imposed upon you will also shatter along with it.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You will evolve, you will become powerful, you will make everyone fear you. Perhaps by then, many people will beg for your protection. But that won't be them loving you; it will just be them needing you.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Promise me, when that day comes, never do anything stupid like reconciling with your past self.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tang Rui was slightly stunned. The man still wore a charming smile, but his eyes erupted with ferocity and evil.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She inexplicably felt that it was very attractive.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wen Xishu was like a demon seducing humans into crime, his voice gradually rising:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"In your unfortunate life, there should at least be one satisfying vent, right? Settle scores, take revenge. Let scum have the ending of scum, let degenerates have the ending of degenerates. Those wrongs cannot and should not just be let go.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I promised you I would bring you luck. If you want to be a parrot, then tonight is just an ordinary drunken night. In a few days, whether you jump off a building or wallow in self-pity, that is your freedom.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"But if you don't want to be a parrot, if you still have hatred and unwillingness in your heart, still have anger and resentment, then come with me!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Facing the hand Wen Xishu extended, listening to the sound of the storm outside the bar, Tang Rui asked with a trembling voice:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"We... where are we going?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wen Xishu smiled gently and said, enunciating every word:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"To find them, of course.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That's all for today; the scene of the rain-soaked slaughter will have to wait until tomorrow. There's actually no profit in updating rapidly during the free period of a new book, so I hope everyone won't just hoard the chapters.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",3638,"2026-06-20T04:46:41.185Z",1,"Gemini 3.1 Flash Lite","6a7b3b60fea653818d0aa627178a4818746dc102c6a30d11d954fffd95b06acb","the-three-towers-game-chapter-51","the-three-towers-game-chapter-49",281,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fthe-three-towers-game-cover.jpg"]