Three Towers Game

No one had ever reached this place before Wen Xishu; this was the seventieth layer of the Deceit Tower.

The Cosmetic Surgery Family had simulated this game countless times, where almost everyone’s meter was nearly full in the first round, especially those deemed ugly, whose meters were already full.

Those who used to bully him, those who judged by appearance, had long become his puppets.

The real participant in this contest was only one—Wen Xishu.

But Wen Xishu’s meter remained slow.

By the second round, at this moment, after witnessing the brutal power of appearances and people’s stereotypes about the ugly...

Unexpectedly, Wen Xishu’s meter barely moved.

At this moment, he realized, Wen Xishu’s analysis was almost entirely correct.

What he wanted was for the meter to be full. As long as it was full, he could completely take over Wen Xishu’s memories and permanently own his face.

In this way, he could have yet another new life.

After all, this wasn’t the real Desire Tower; here is the Deceit Tower. Even the Cosmetic Surgery Family must win the contest following the methods provided by the Deceit Tower.

His way of victory in this contest was to make the participants acknowledge the power of appearances.

The participants’ victory method, on the other hand, was to advance successfully without the meter being full.

At this moment, Wen Xishu faced the biggest trap.

"I specially chose that face for you! Have you never envied that face? Never wanted to make it yours?"

The Cosmetic Surgery Family murmured to himself.

It must be said that Wen Xishu indeed had thought...

When he first saw Wenren Mirror, Wen Xishu thought, whoa, walking with this face in the Desire Tower is a cheat, isn’t it?

When acting with Wenren Mirror to save Akiyama Sachi and Morioka Hitomi, Wen Xishu felt even more that despite being the MVP, next to Wenren Mirror... he seemed like the one winning effortlessly.

However, Wen Xishu did not covet that face.

To be precise, once he knew the true nature of this world, he desired something else more.

This is the end.

In this world, looking good is meaningless without strength.

If he could have Albert’s fists, it wouldn’t matter even if he looked as bizarre as a ghost story.

Without memory, Wen Xishu’s fundamental personality remained.

Wen Xishu also finally made his choice.

"Although this face is truly strong, I seem more interested in true strength."

"Besides, I trust my intuition."

Ultimately, Wen Xishu chose a face that all other participants found incomprehensible.

He chose the ugliest, Zheng Haoshu’s face.

[You have chosen the most difficult mode. Moving forward, you will experience the greatest malice of your life. This face will surely bear much blame that does not belong to it. Are you sure you don’t want to change? You will have thirty seconds to change your choice.]

Unlike others, after choosing this face, Wen Xishu surprisingly got a chance to "change".

Regarding this, Wen Xishu was unfazed.

He had no evidence to prove his guess, but all along, he had been guided by his feelings, so this time was no different.

Wen Xishu wasn’t swayed by these words, and his decision remained firm.

In fact, these words made Wen Xishu more convinced of his guess.

Lin Su and Park Min-a, who drew fifth and sixth, both sighed in relief.

They couldn’t understand Wen Xishu’s choice.

However, Bai Yuxiu, who drew seventh, felt nothing.

For without a doubt, the only face left for Bai Yuxiu... could only be Cui Minying’s face.

The game continues.