Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Nightmare Assault
I, The Dragon Overlord
Loser System and Berserker Me
Horror Game Designer
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 326: Selection
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 248: Organisation
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1177- Situation change
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1176- Eighth
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 19
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 622: Natural Disasters and Man-made Calamities
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 325: City One Can't Leave
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 247: The Past is Like the Wind
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1175- Don't discriminate
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 946: Fatal Strike
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1174- Divide
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 18
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Chapter 78: This Fight Will Never End
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 33: a.0.3 Update! Skills System
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 621: Meeting an Old Friend
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3829: An Answer
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 246: What are you Waiting For?
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 324: Flying Seeds
(The coach sneered, turned away, and picked up his phone to instruct someone to take action.)
(You seize the opportunity to steal the phone and call the police.)
(After making the call, the coach returns, and you quickly put the phone back in its place.)
(Coach: You little brat, you won't shed a tear until you see the coffin, huh? I've already instructed my men to act. They're by the river now, and if you win this game, I'll immediately throw your parents into the river.)
(You enter the competition area without a word.)
(None of your teammates reports your act of calling the police.)
(You return to the game.)
(Mid-laner: Did you call the cops?)
(You: Yes.)
(Mid-laner: Then I might get caught too. I'm involved in gambling.)
(Support: Are you going to play seriously?)
(You: Yes. Just try to delay the game. They will target me for sure.)
(Jungler: Are you sure you can handle it?)
(You: Trust me.)
(In this match, you are relentlessly targeted by the opponents, feeling immense pressure. You use your skills to constantly give yourself psychological suggestions.)
(You successfully prolong the game to fifty minutes.)
(Finally, the police arrive.)
(You demolish the enemy's base.)
(The police regretfully inform you that they couldn't save your parents.)
(The voice of the invigilator echoed in your ears.)
(Invigilator: Pointless sacrifice, Rationality: 5 points, Emotionality: 5 points.)
(You terminate the deduction!)
Gu Yi opened his eyes, his mind a mess.
Following this path, he couldn't even secure the baseline score of 12 points. Was this exam pushing him to bow down to evil?
Gu Yi recalled the exam requirements again. The subject was named "Stress Test."
Could it be that the requirement of this exam was...
"Gu Yi, what are you thinking about?"
"Nothing."
"Nothing and you're not getting ready to go to the arena?"
"Just give me a moment."
Gu Yi closed his eyes once more.
(The deduction begins!)
(You discuss with your teammates.)
(You decide to compromise.)
(You play the fixed match and succ
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