Three Towers Game

He instinctively pressed the next button. This time, in came an older female, thirty-five years old, well-maintained, looking like she was about twenty-six or seven.

Wen Xishu was still immersed in the overturn of the last round.

How did I become the fraud? Okay, I indeed am a fraud.

The remote can’t judge the truth of emotions, it can only assess objective "identity conditions." So how did the other party know I was a fraud?

Suddenly, Wen Xishu figured it out.

"Darn, went too hard, damn it."

A divorced woman with children who is also attractive is sure to still attract a lot of lustful ones who would probably make up anything just to get in bed.

After all, short-term choices don’t need to consider long-term interests.

And this young woman has probably met quite a few like that.

Wen Xishu, handsome, young, and verified to be genuinely wealthy — these conditions to women scream scam operation.

So she was convinced that Wen Xishu probably just wanted a free ride and then said a bunch of flattering, agreeable things.

She’s seen plenty of men like this.

In the end, she wouldn’t gain any real benefit.

If she had to be deceived, she might as well be deceived by Eleven. Eleven was so handsome, if he really only wanted her body, she’d feel she gained something.

Wen Xishu sighed deeply, thinking:

"Still can’t be too eager, can’t go along with the other side too much, otherwise there’s no good end."

Dorgon couldn’t handle it, and neither could I, even the Savior couldn’t, nor could the Bunker legend.

Luckily, currently having achieved two points of favorability, still tied with sixth and fifth, Wen Xishu still had a chance.

This third one must be seized.

"Why did you sigh out of the blue? Annoying. Am I not pretty or something?"

Wen Xishu’s recent sigh clearly irritated this older matchmaking contestant.

Wen Xishu said:

"It’s nothing to do with you. I was just thinking about some sad things, I originally wanted to enter the competition as an ordinary person, but what I got in return was only distance."

"I had no choice, I had to reveal myself, indicating my identity as a rich second generation, but I feel that the game has lost its fun. All I want in the second half of my life is to find someone who doesn’t care about my immense wealth, but genuinely likes me as a person, is that so hard?"

Wen Xishu decided not to actively express admiration or liking for the target.

Especially the one in front of him.

Although the makeup made her look seven or eight years younger, Wen Xishu’s keen eye could still discern the details.

Such older ones are hell-level difficulty.

If you take a young person to a restaurant they can’t afford, they’ll feel they’ve broadened their horizons and appreciate you.

But if you take an older person to the same unaffordable place, they will instantly feel—hmm, this place does indeed match me, I’m truly excellent.

The former feels the good comes from your goodness. The latter feels the good comes because they deserve it, they are the best in this world.

So, don’t show your favorability towards her, showcase your advantages, let her be moved from within. Otherwise, once you show you like her, she’ll think that no matter how outstanding you are, as long as you like her, you’re at the same level, or she can be a level higher than you.

Therefore, Wen Xishu just clarified his situation, showing his desire to find someone who would treat him sincerely, presetting a spot, waiting for the other party to step into it.

Just as expected, the woman who was planning to be picky, after verifying Wen Xishu’s finances...

Immense wealth?

Great! This is exactly what matches me!

Wen Xishu actually wanted to test whether his wealth was vast enough to rival a nation. But if it really was... such top-tier wealth would instead widen the gap between people.

He always believed that most men and women have a clear self-assessment; only a very few are ordinary yet fantasize about matching with the top echelon.

Of course, Wen Xishu couldn’t declare himself "quite wealthy". If he wasn’t wealthy enough, the person in front would most likely strike a pose waiting for him to pursue them.

Immense wealth, those four words were just right to trigger the other side’s active pursuit.

"Right? Actually, I just want to find someone I can entrust my heart to; money and all that, it’s not important. Sigh, people nowadays, they value external resources too much. People’s hearts are too restless."

"No matter how much money, what can it do? Can money buy true affection?"

The woman began to weave stories. If you have the money, I’ll talk feelings with you. But if you start with feelings, I’ll have to discuss money with you.

Wen Xishu nodded frequently, as if empathizing with her.

This round, Wen Xishu successfully secured victory.

So far, Wen Xishu has gained favorability from three matchmaking participants. Ranking fifth.

If he could remember who he really was... he would probably be ashamed of his record.

After all, in the past challenges of the Deceit Tower, he always aimed for a perfect ending.

This time, forget about perfect, he almost got eliminated.

If he hadn’t suddenly realized he was a premium player, he would’ve truly lost miserably.

Meanwhile, Eleven had achieved an impressive record of taking down fifteen.

The battle between the spender and the hack, surprisingly, the spender lost.

The power of beauty is truly terrifying.

At this moment, suddenly, the ugliest contestant, who looked like a human-shaped monster, contestant number ten, his measurement bar was full.

Wen Xishu noticed that on the screen, Eleven and Ten’s measurement bars were the closest to full.

Ten was full, Eleven was also close.

This is very strange.

"Strange, what exactly is being measured by this bar?"