Chapter 62: Truly a Pleasant Capsizing

"I didn't expect it to be so spacious inside."

After walking into the Capsized Boat Hut, Yue Yun, Wen Xishu, and their group naturally began to look around.

From the outside, the Capsized Boat Hut looked like a giant "mouth"-shaped door, but once inside, it was a whole new world.

The room was like a large theater, with spotlights and a stage, but there were no seats for an audience.

Wang Xia said:

"What are we supposed to do now?"

Wen Xishu replied:

"Young Master Wang, it seems we are meant to enter the center of the stage."

A table was placed in the center of the stage, with enough seating for up to sixteen people.

Wang Xia consciously took the center seat; his girlfriend, Huo'erjina, sat on his left, Zhang Tingyao sat on his right, and Zhang Tingyao's girlfriend, Bai Xiaoyu, sat to Zhang Tingyao's right.

After these people were seated, Yue Yun and Nisen also sat down, leaving several empty seats between them and Wang Xia's group.

Jiang Xue sat to the left of Huo'erjina. Wen Xishu sat to the left of Jiang Xue, but with two seats in between.

After all eight people were seated, a somewhat comical voice suddenly appeared in the Capsized Boat Hut:

"Welcome, welcome, another batch of new guests. You look so loving and affectionate; surely your relationships can withstand the test."

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

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

Aside from Wen Xishu, the other seven people were constantly looking around, trying to find the source of the voice.

But there were no other living people in the room.

"Alright, alright, let's pause the explanation for a moment. I am the butler of the Capsized Boat Hut... you can call me A-Fan."

"No need to look around; I am a part of the Capsized Boat Hut. I belong to my master, Mr. Wen Xishu."

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

"If the difficulty is too high~ wow, I’m so looking forward to it; that will surely be a hearty, uninhibited offense and exposure."

"Difficulty one, Calm Seas."

"Difficulty two, Rising Winds and Clouds."

"Difficulty three, High Winds and Rough Waves."

"Difficulty four, Violent Storms."

"Now, please choose a captain. They will decide the difficulty, or you can vote."

Wen Xishu immediately gave Yue Yun a look, and then Wen Xishu said:

"I nominate Young Master Wang as the captain for this operation. I assume no one objects?"

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

Wang Xia liked the proactive Wen Xun:

"Go ahead."

"I think we should be conservative with the difficulty. I suspect that this butler of the Capsized Boat Hut, who calls himself A-Fan... might expose our secrets through certain things in the upcoming segments."

The reason Wen Xishu said this was actually because it didn't seem like something hard to guess.

When the room started talking, he already fully understood what kind of scene would follow.

The Capsized Boat Hut was likely a variant application of "Mixed Feelings."

However, Wen Xishu was someone who loved chaos; he wasn't saying this to actually advise the son of the Industry and Commerce Bureau official, Wang.

Sure enough, Yue Yun understood the true meaning behind Wen Xishu's look:

"Tsk, if we're going to play, let's play the highest difficulty. What? Scared? That makes sense; there are indeed many cowards from the Desire Tower Academy. Forget exploring the Three Towers, you're even timid when playing a game."

The disdain in Yue Yun's eyes was not faked at all.

He truly felt that a man should go to the Slaughter Tower. It was hard to say about women going to the Desire Tower, but the men were definitely sissies.

Wen Renjing was the exception.

"How are you talking to Young Master Wang, Xiao Yun! Shut up!"

Wen Xishu immediately scolded Yue Yun. Yue Yun shrugged and stopped speaking.

At this moment, Wang Xia said:

"Heh, you think I’m afraid!? What is there for me, Laozi, to be afraid of? I could have my dad buy this place if I wanted to!"

"Then, the highest difficulty."

Zhang Tingyao had a bad premonition, and so did Jiang Xue.

Only Huo'erjina and Bai Xiaoyu continued to shower Wang Xia with praise.

At this time, A-Fan, acting as the narrator, said:

"What guts! I love young people with such backbone! Next time you come, I'll give you a discount~"

"Then the game difficulty is set to Violent Storms. Narrator presence is at the game's maximum value."

"Next, I need to add a non-standard rule: any violent behavior is prohibited in the room. Once there is violence, you will get hurt, you know."

"Additionally, the game content is for everyone to say one sentence. It doesn't matter what you say."

"Alright~ the additions are done. I wish you all a pleasant time. The game begins!"

If one looked inside from the outside, the "mouth"-shaped door of the "Capsized Boat Hut" had already closed.

Everyone was a bit confused, not understanding how the game had started. Where was the game? Where were the game props?

At this time, Wen Xishu said:

"Let me provide a supplementary explanation for you, Young Master Wang. The game content mentioned that each of us says one sentence. Whatever you want to say, after you finish... I imagine there will be an additional narration to expand on it."

"In other words, that butler who calls himself 'A-Fan' will supplement our words. In his supplementary remarks, it is very likely that some of our secrets will be exposed..."

"Sigh, this is a very dangerous game. The reason it is attractive is that it can pry into other people's secrets."

"Therefore, everyone needs to speak rationally. It is best if the content of your speech is very random and does not attach any karma to yourself."

Everyone suddenly realized; so that was it.

Zhang Tingyao and Jiang Xue looked at Wen Xun at the same time. Zhang Tingyao prided himself on being a strategist-type character and had always looked down on the brutes from the Slaughter Tower Academy.

But today, he felt that this person named Wen Xun still had some ability.

Jiang Xue suddenly remembered... she seemed to have seen Wen Xun somewhere before.

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

[Interesting 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, then perhaps you can protect the little boat of friendship in the violent storm.]

Everyone was shocked.

"As stable as your performance in the Three Towers." This sentence caused both Yue Yun and Nisen to focus their gazes on Wen Xishu.

Wen Xun actually went to the Slaughter Tower? Could this be a special course? Did he actually start climbing the Slaughter Tower directly?

Yue Yun was extremely shocked inside. He didn't expect Wen Xun to have skipped the department's simulation hall and started actual combat directly.

Yue Yun really wanted to ask, but he suddenly shut his mouth. He wasn't stupid; he knew that once he opened his mouth, he might have his own secrets exposed by the narrator, A-Fan.

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

But now, Wen Xishu had only explained the rules, yet a connection was found, and he was subsequently exposed by A-Fan for a secret.

It was evident that if one was not cautious in their speech, the exposed secrets would be outrageous.

No one spoke.

Wen Xishu was speechless; he also heard narration that only he could hear.

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

Fortunately, this A-Fan was talking about the Three Towers, not the Trick Tower or the Desire Tower, because those two towers were not places his current identity should be visiting.

[After thirty seconds, I invite the second person to speak. If no one speaks, then I will force one of you to speak, and the content of the speech~ might get out of control.]

The fluke mentality in everyone's hearts vanished instantly.

In other words, if one took the initiative to speak, they could still decide what to say and maintain a bit of initiative.

But if A-Fan decided, the content might not be what one wanted to say, and it would likely expose an incredible secret.

At this time, Nisen nodded and thought for a moment:

"I really like Wen Xishu. Speech finished!"

Nisen felt, what could this possibly expose? Buddy, I really do admire Wen Xishu!

In fact, the supplement A-Fan made to Wen Xishu's previous speech was not at all what the Violent Storms difficulty should have been.

Now, when it was Nisen's turn to speak, the difficulty had returned to normal.

[Oh, is that so? Indeed, although you think you cannot surpass Wen Xishu, for several nights, while you are doing your own business, you have been thinking, my handle is definitely bigger than his.]

[You hope that one day, you can go to the restroom with Wen Xishu and look at him with a look of contempt: bro, your size is not quite up to par. Am I right, cute big-handle Nisen?]

Pfft, someone couldn't help but laugh out loud. It was Yue Yun, who was sitting next to him.

Nisen looked at Yue Yun with a "what the f*ck" expression.

Yue Yun opened his mouth, but no sound came out; looking at his lip movements, he was saying: I suddenly thought of something happy.

The others also covered their mouths and laughed. Wen Xishu also nearly couldn't keep a straight face.

After all... he knew he was the real Wen Xishu that Yue Yun and Nisen longed to surpass.

At the same time, he had a premonition that "Late-night Nisen" and "Big-handle Nisen" might become nicknames that would spread outside this room.

This was indeed a social death match.

[Happy times are always short, so who is next~]

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Everyone’s hearts were in their throats again.

Wang Yueyun actually knew how this game should be played; for instance, he could suddenly say:

"The weather is nice today."

Perhaps A-Fan’s ability to stir up trouble was strong enough to grasp some trivial secrets even with that.

But the exposure would definitely not be very deep.

Yet playing like that was meaningless.

He, Wang Yueyun, was not a person who liked to endure. Cooperating with Wang Xia just now was only to set a trap with Wen Xishu. Now, the time had come:

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

Zhang Tingyao thought to himself, "Oh no."

Wen Xishu was calm on the surface but ecstatic inside. *As expected of you, King of Pretension! Your virtue of taking revenge without delay is deeply to my liking!*

And Jiang Xue was equally interested. She knew what the upper echelons were like. Moreover, she was very smart and sensed the malicious intent behind this question...

The Slaughter Tower Academy wasn't just full of brutes!

The brilliance of Wang Yueyun’s question lay in the fact that even if it were Wang Xia’s turn to speak, and Wang Xia chose to ignore it completely, not touching upon the subject at all, Huojina would definitely still have a knot in her heart.

Although Huojina knew she couldn't climb up to the Wang family, she wouldn't be without some thoughts. What girl wouldn't hope for her boyfriend to openly acknowledge her as his future marriage partner?

And if he really did that, it would instead give people the feeling of "I don't dare to answer."

It was very likely that if Wang Xia avoided this topic, Huojina would instead bring it up herself because she minded it.

[A sharp question. You petty little fellow who seeks revenge for the slightest grievance, I like you so much! Although you have sworn not to date or even spill your primordial yang until you climb past the thirtieth floor of the Slaughter Tower~ your little mind for other people's romantic gossip makes me very satisfied.]

Wang Yueyun was truly worthy of being the King of Pretension.

The secrets exposed were always so high-class. Nisen looked at Wang Yueyun, simply stunned as if by a god.

Bro, can you really manage to not even do the casual deed before the thirtieth floor of the Slaughter Tower? You have to know how many people can't break through the thirtieth floor of the Slaughter Tower in their entire lives.

Wang Yueyun’s face was a bit red, blushing. However, self-inflicting eight hundred damage was within expectations. Next, he hoped to injure the enemy by one thousand.

At this moment, Zhang Tingyao spoke up:

"Brother Wang, watch your words, watch your words, don't answer!"

Zhang Tingyao was indeed a good lackey. Even at this moment, he was desperately trying to find a way to protect his master.

But these words of his also allowed A-Fan to find a bombshell point. A-Fan’s ability to stir up trouble could be called max.

The first explosive point of this social-death game had arrived.

[Brother Wang, watch your words, watch your words. Although you and I have shared a girlfriend, and although we have played a four-person game with Huojina and Bai Xiaoyu, the young lady next to the person next to you doesn't know about this! Developing her still requires a process, doesn't it?]

Next to the person next to Wang Xia...

That would be Jiang Xue.

What a four-person game meant, Nisen, Wen Xishu, and Wang Yueyun all understood in a second.

The three of them simultaneously revealed expressions of "As expected of you Desire Tower Academy folks, you know how to play."

Jiang Xue, who was next to them, had an angry look on her face. Because at this moment, she suddenly understood Huojina’s intentions.

Hearing the narration, Wang Xia said angrily:

"Zhang Tingyao, don't speak when it's not your turn! You idiot! When did I ever have a four-person game with you!"

Hearing this, Huojina and Bai Xiaoyu knew that Young Master Wang had lost his head.

Both of them had the same thought: It’s over, the big one is coming.

Wen Xishu thought to himself, Wang Yueyun is truly ruthless. This kid is worth associating with.

[When did I ever have a four-person game with you! Indeed, although I had Sha Ruiqing fill in the value eighteen for the relevant statistics, the actual arrival was only six centimeters. So, the number of people who should have arrived was four, but the number who actually arrived was only 3.33333333... people.]

Nisen burst into laughter, unable to hold it back at all. These words from A-Fan gave Nisen the urge to pound the table.

Even Wen Xishu and Wang Yueyun were snickering, truly unable to control their facial expressions.

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

Wang Yueyun knew that lies couldn't hurt people; the truth was the sharp blade.

He didn't speak, but he laughed quite loudly and used his hand to make a gesture of six.

The mockery was maxed out.

Wang Xia was furious:

"Nonsense! It’s all nonsense! Who in the Desire Tower Academy doesn't know about my, Wang Xia’s, playboy ways!"

"How could I possibly..."

He suddenly realized he had said the wrong thing. This sentence, "Who doesn't know about my, Wang Xia’s, playboy ways," would very likely expose an even more explosive topic.

Jiang Xue looked at Wang Xia now as if looking at an idiot.

And the gaze she directed at Huojina carried even more indifference. That look made Huojina somewhat afraid.

[Oh, my dear captain, since you chose the raging storm, then please forgive me for having to act according to the game rules. You are indeed very much a playboy. Do you still remember that bewitchingly beautiful little man in the Desire Tower Academy...]

For the first time, Wang Xia was anxious and actually tried to interrupt the narration:

"Shut up! Shut up! I’m going to tear this house down!"

Now, Wen Xishu knew why this place was called the "House of Broken Homes," and why there were so many people willing to come.

This house is too great! I’ll come again next time!

(End of chapter)