Chapter 66: Chapter 66: The Privileged Always Have a Head Start, Gunfire
The Seven Deadly Sins each have a corresponding color—this is common knowledge among frequent offenders.
The first was the Blue Mask. In the game, Lu Ce was all about money, chasing cash over life itself, and blue corresponds to Greed.
Then came the Red Mask. In that game, Lu Ce was scarfing down food left and right, eating anything he could get his hands on—red represents Gluttony.
Anyone with even a basic understanding of this top player and who’s analyzed him a bit can easily guess what the color of his masks means.
Xie Antong was clearly one of those people. Seeing the pale green on Lu Ce’s face, warning bells went off in her head.
Why is it Wrath…? This is a really bad situation.
Judging by his behavior, killing a teammate doesn’t even seem out of the question.
Unconsciously, just by sitting next to him, Xie Antong already started thinking about the Exit Token.
Lu Ce realized it too—his tone just now had sounded a little… off.
But what actually came out of his mouth was simply, “What’s your use?”
That’s a pretty hostile way of putting it, but in the context of Wrath, it suddenly sounds completely reasonable—and terrifying to challenge.
Pale Green (GUMI) — Wrath!
【Personality Influence: Reserved, cold, irritable. I am the flame that will burn the world to ashes!】
【Perks: Mental suppression. Instills overwhelming psychological pressure and fear in those with weak willpower. Full boost in combat level—strength, agility, defense all increase. The stronger the rage, the stronger the effects.】
【Immune to all mental interference. Any psychic attacks only serve to fuel the user’s rage.】
【Side Effects: Short temper, reduced rational thinking, but enhanced intuition. All negative emotions are converted into rage. If not properly controlled, may turn into a homicidal maniac.】
Since this was the first time using it, it defaulted to Normal Mode—no Overload.
Not that Lu Ce had any plans to go Overload. Just reading the description freaked even him out.
Is this even a normal human? This is basically Sparta, chosen by the gods!
Rage is nearly impossible to control, because in that state, you’ll never think your anger is unjustified. In fact, you might just sink deeper and deeper.
Burn the world to ashes?
Take right now for example—Xie Antong didn’t answer for a few seconds, and he already started getting annoyed.
And that’s someone he knows! If this were a random teammate match, Lu Ce might already be itching to throw hands.
“You’re asking about my ability?”
After getting a burst of aggression from Lu Ce and realizing he might be in “Wrath” mode, Xie Antong quickly adjusted and took the initiative to speak.
“You’re the strongest player. If I have any ability… it’s that I’m rich.”
Lu Ce had zero patience. He cut her off before she finished, “What good is that?”
“Money is very useful. No matter how the world changes, wealth and power will always offer a head start.”
“For example, my gear might actually be better than yours.”
As she spoke, Xie Antong pointed to the helmet on her head and continued:
“This—All-Seeing Eye, a legendary weapon.”
Lu Ce: ?
That caught him off guard. Legendary weapon?
He didn’t even have one himself!
Why the h*ll do you get one???
“Not everyone wants to keep killing in the game. Some people get lucky once, pass a stage, win a lottery, and get a top-tier weapon.”
“With that one stroke of luck, they trade it with the highest elites for whatever they want—and never play again…”
“That’s what a lot of people choose.”
In reality, ever since the game started, resources have been flowing fast into the hands of a small few...
As she spoke, it looked like “Sin” calmed down a bit, so she started showing her value.
“Maybe you don’t care, but the other challenger... he’s probably one of Korea’s elites too. I’ve got his data.”
“He’s representing all of Korea in this match. His gear won’t be worse than mine, and that’s probably why he dares to challenge the top.”
“Otherwise, do you think he’s just looking to die?”
Lu Ce: …...
He was suddenly at a loss for words. So, in this match of four players, three are from elite backgrounds?
Only he, the number one, is the exception—and they’re all looking at him like some fat sheep to climb over?
The Chosen’s Game, something that’s supposed to change the world... and yet, so many things haven’t changed at all.
All of a sudden, a strange anger surged in his chest, an urge to destroy something—even though he didn’t know what his target was. It felt like a raging fire was burning in his chest.
But in that split second, Xie Antong felt it vividly—as if something had grabbed her throat. A suffocating terror clutched her heart like a giant hand.
The “Sin” in front of her suddenly became a savage beast ready to pounce. She felt like prey—standing before the ultimate predator.
He’s angry?
At the same time, countless streams of data flickered across the blue lens over Xie Antong’s left eye.
In that moment, she understood.
This top player probably wasn’t just poor—his background might be horrible.
Xie Antong wisely shut up.
And right then, a voice echoed through the campus skies—the system prompt had arrived.
【Challenge Mode. Game: The Seven Mysteries of the Campus.】
【“Sin” and “Blank” are on the Black Team. The Black Team must find and solve the Seven Mysteries of the Campus within 24 hours.】
【If the Black Team fails, the White Team wins!】
A short announcement—almost no useful information.
“That’s it?” On Lu Ce’s mask, several “#” symbols began to appear.
You’re the one who picked Hell Mode… Xie Antong silently grumbled to herself.
But since they were here anyway, getting a taste of the world’s toughest game level wasn’t the worst thing.
As she thought this, the All-Seeing Eye on her head started activating.
The Seven Mysteries of the Campus… it’s an old trope, seven classic ghost stories everyone’s heard of.
But here? It had to be heavily modded. She had to see where the issue was.
First off, this classroom was definitely off. From the moment they started talking, it had been chaotic.
Aside from the two of them, all the other students seemed off—like they all had some kind of hysteria.
That guy in the back looked like he was playing with his snot—using it to make string figures.
Next to him, two others had shoes on their heads and were dancing.
On the podium, several people were pretending to be gorillas, howling wildly.
The classroom was cluttered with white statues used for sketching. Combined with the overall mess, the atmosphere felt disturbingly out of place.
Light kept flashing across the blue lens, like a computer processing data. Xie Antong’s mind entered a perfectly focused, ethereal state.
This classroom, if we match it with...
Just as she locked in, fully concentrated—
BOOM!!
A massive cannon blast exploded right next to her!