I'm a mentally ill person, and I was chosen to participate in the Rules of the Strange Tales.

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Let's take a gamble.

With such a high mortality rate in the Tales of Rules, the timid and submissive chosen ones are destined not to survive to the end.

Anyway, I never planned to leave alive after being chosen.

Instead of doing that, let's take a gamble!

When a person dies, their body faces the heavens; if they don't die, they live for ten thousand years. What's there to be afraid of?

Ward made the decision almost instantly.

"What kind of deal? At the very least, let me see your bargaining chips. And... and what price do I need to pay?"

"Oh?"

The bespectacled man smiled slightly and pushed his glasses down.

"I just can't do anything with you~"

A chill ran up Ward’s lower back.

The way the bespectacled man is acting—his posture, his tone, his movements—everything seems off.

"Let me tell you! A deal is fine, but that's not going to happen! A straight man like me would rather die than submit!"

"Oh? You're quite the tough guy, haha. What are you thinking? Besides, I haven't done anything to you yet."

Ward is now extremely wary of A-Zhi.

"Yes, I know someone in this villa wants to kill you!"

Wang Defa?

Do I need you to remind me of this?

"A generous gift of crabs? The people who want to kill me could line up all the way to France. What's the point of all this?"

"Hehe~"

The bespectacled man, unperturbed by the rebuke, instead dropped another bombshell.

"What if I told you who in the villa doesn't want to kill you?"

Ok?

Ward's heart skipped a beat.

real or fake?

Wouldn't that save me a lot of effort?

Seeing Ward's disbelief, Azhi gently patted him on the shoulder.

"I have no reason to lie to you. After all, if I wanted to kill you, I wouldn't have brought you food. You're probably already dead, aren't you?"

That's what it says.

But Ward still felt something was off.

On his very first night there, a strange entity suddenly came to his door to help him clear out landmines.

Something just doesn't feel right.

Therefore, Ward has not let his guard down.

"How can I be sure what you're saying is true? Besides, what's your purpose in helping me? It can't be because you're addicted to the roast chicken I made tonight, can it?"

"Roast chicken, you know."

The man with the gold-rimmed glasses shook his head, then gave a knowing smile.

"Hey! I don't think I got to eat your roast chicken. Are you going to do this deal or not?"

"Answer my question first: why do you want to do business with me? Why?"

Ward persisted, and the man with the gold-rimmed glasses decided to stop hiding it.

His hand on Ward's shoulder became even gentler.

"Well, as you can see, this villa is mostly inhabited by children, middle-aged men, and the rest are women, right?"

Ward nodded. It was true; apart from the man with the gold-rimmed glasses, he was by no means a young man.

"I haven't met a man who's around my age and good-looking for at least half a year, you know?"

Ward nodded. That's perfectly normal.

The chosen ones are selected randomly, and it seems they are not only chosen from the Earth.

The probability of meeting someone of the same sex is only 50%, and if you exclude the elderly and children, you have to eliminate a large number of people.

Not to mention, you'd have to meet a handsome one.

To be honest, Ward is quite confident in his looks; back in school, he had quite a few female classmates.

Ok?

Σ(дlll) etc.?

homosexual?

Around the same age?

And he has to be handsome too?!

Mudd!

I knew I was right! That's exactly what this guy was planning!

"Let me tell you! You want to stab me? You'll only succeed if I'm dead! There's an old saying in the Dragon Kingdom: A true man lives between heaven and earth; how can he kneel and be subservient to others!"

tsk tsk~

That's tough.

The more Ward acted this way, the gentler A-Zhi became.

"Fine! Let's use our spirit! But who said I was going to chisel you?"

The man with the gold-rimmed glasses looked puzzled.

what?

Not chiseling?

Now it was Ward's turn to feel embarrassed for being "presumptuous".

"Huh? Me? Um, haha, I didn't mean to..."

The clown is me!

"Then what do you mean?"

"promise?"

The man with the gold-rimmed glasses pulled a certificate from his crotch.

I lost

Ward was dumbfounded.

Pole Dancing Level 7 Certificate

But that's not the point.

The point is, buddy, what's the meaning of pulling that thing out of your crotch?

Ward was dumbfounded.

The viewers in the live stream were also dumbfounded.

Many viewers who came from the Dragon Kingdom's live stream suddenly realized what was going on.

Warnema.

So this kid wasn't just bragging!

Is he really a certified, seasoned male pole dancer?

Like Ward, they also couldn't figure out what A-Zhi meant by taking this thing out.

Without anyone having to guess, the man with the gold-rimmed glasses spoke up.

"Actually, I'd like to see you do a pole dance, is that okay?"

Wang Defa?

What kind of twisted hobby is this?

It's one thing to watch other people pole dance, but why do I have to watch a man do it?

Ward's sphincter muscles, which had just relaxed, clenched again.

This situation doesn't seem right.

He said he wouldn't scold me, but he still made me do pole dancing.

Who in the family understands~


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