Three Towers Game

But there are a few who lack self-awareness and think even a domineering CEO might fall for a divorced woman with a kid, so why can’t I match with a top-notch handsome guy like Number Eleven?

There are quite a few men equally lacking self-awareness. However, among the men participating this time, it seems everyone has a certain self-awareness.

In reality, many men tend to retreat in the face of top-tier beauties.

Wen Xishu remembers that a writer once said that if a story portrays women as overly perfect, male readers might not like her. Conversely, if you add some flaws, they find the character more likable.

The reason is, they feel that something too perfect doesn’t match with themselves.

Wen Xishu couldn’t say if this is a gender difference, but it is indeed a difference among people. And unfortunately, this time the opponent is exactly like that.

Currently, Wen Xishu ranks seventh.

If Wen Xishu fails to defeat the sixth and fifth ranked, making himself into the top five...

Then Wen Xishu will be eliminated.

His intuition tells him that the result of elimination is terrifying. Although the room is cozy and the game shows no sign of bloodshed.

But his intuition has always been accurate.

"Damn it, how do I break through this situation?"

Next one then.

Wen Xishu is considering, maybe I should change the person, go to the next one.

This female teacher is too arrogant, her environment has endowed her with too much privilege, unless you’re truly high above.

Wait!

A flash of inspiration strikes Wen Xishu’s mind.

At this moment, Wen Xishu only knows this place is Jicheng.

He doesn’t know how he fares in Jicheng, doesn’t know his relationship with such top conglomerates like An Rongzai, doesn’t know that in Jicheng or even the Bunker, he’s a call away and above all others.

But suddenly a thought occurs to him.

"Can kids from poor families actually play extreme sports?"

"In the last round, I mentioned racing, skydiving, diving... some of these sports require equipment that ordinary people can’t afford to play."

"All of our resumes are identical. It’s very unlikely, just like Mami said, people who are overly handsome wouldn’t have such a resume. If they do, it only shows they’re not handsome enough."

"So, our memories have been erased, the logic is to prevent us from knowing our past capabilities! To prevent us from knowing we each have huge differences."

"But Mami identified it, I’m really skilled in extreme sports."

"Is it possible that I’m a second-generation rich?"

In Wen Xishu’s logic, only the rich second generation would seek spiritual thrills by playing extreme sports because ordinary happiness probably can’t satisfy them.

Wen Xishu decides to give it a try:

"Which school do you teach at?"

The woman replied disdainfully:

"What does it matter to you, just a worker anyway? It’s a school your future children can’t afford."

All-in, what if I can? Wen Xishu considers an extremely bold possibility, if he fails, he’ll simply press a button for the next one.

Watching the woman about to get up and leave the room, Wen Xishu said:

"I was going to say, invest in your school, maybe build a building, perhaps even name it after someone, but forget it."

The woman taunted:

"Caught up in delusions at work? Don’t you know lies can be detected?"

Wen Xishu certainly knows, but at the moment, he shrugged his shoulders, appearing indifferent.

Take a gamble.

"Why don’t you test it?"

He can already imagine the great ridicule he’ll face if he loses the bet.

Also, he considers it a waste of time. If he’s not a wealthy person, a better strategy is to hurry to the next one.

Encounter more young people like Mami who seek sensory thrills rather than status and money.

But next, the green light of the remote made Wen Xishu and the woman’s heart skip a beat.

Wen Xishu is certain he didn’t missee, as the woman assessed the lie.

And the remote showed green.

Which means...

Wen Xishu wasn’t lying, he really has the capability to donate a building.

The woman’s expression instantly changed dramatically:

"You... ah, sir, which company’s heir are you?"

Wen Xishu was actually more surprised than the woman.

Ah? Am I so badass in Jicheng?

Turns out, I’m the one hanging in there?