I, a Mental Patient, Was Chosen to Participate in AnalogHorror
Chapter 109 - 103: ’Level 7 Pole Dancing Certificate

Chapter 109: Chapter 103: ’Level 7 Pole Dancing Certificate

Old Wang: (angry `Д´ angry)

"Get lost, damn it! I was just about to say, how ’let’s rock’. A damn egg! You’re interrupting my watching the news broadcast!"

"How dare you slander me with a shameless face?"

"I was watching captionless news! Damn it, turn off the loudspeaker. How can I still watch it? Lower the noise, or I’ll cripple you!"

This rant was extremely heavy on curses!

It was clear Old Wang truly despised watching the news.

The exchange of insults also piqued Jiang Xiao’s interest.

"The reason why the little girl selling explosives stands in the people’s square eating fried chicken is mainly because she holds a three-pointed two-edged blade in her hand and wears black fishnet stockings; and the reason why the Kongming lantern can fly to the stratosphere is purely because of Xu Xian’s help."

"So don’t blame yourself for arguing, because you couldn’t have created any value anyway. All in all, when you have no money, just think about the quantum mechanics created by Marilyn Monroe!"

"Aba...aba...aba..."

Broken Tongue: Isn’t there anyone to speak for me? I can’t speak myself!

True: Can’t speak!

Broken Tongue really didn’t want to be a fixture anymore; he’d rather go pole dancing!

[Alright, alright, the whole northwest is in chaos! The ghosts upstairs are coming out, and so are the ghosts downstairs, involving more and more people. This is interesting, so interesting!]

The viewers in the livestream are not drowsy at all, even full of anticipation!

Inside Madman Villa, the three individuals who don’t go out to eat are Old Wang, Broken Tongue, and Yao Han.

By now, two among them had appeared.

Could the last stunning mystery person be far from showing up?

As long as Yao Han doesn’t shed her face.

Talking about beauty alone, really no one dares to say they confidently surpass her.

If she also appears in this room that could be described as a living hell...

It would definitely be thrilling!

Geese box, geese box~

Many guys showed that knowing look.

(´≖◞౪◟≖)(՞ټ՞)(΄◞ิ౪◟ิ‵)

[Geese box, geese box, looking forward to Jiang Xiao firmly pinching Yao Han soon.]

[As long as that beauty doesn’t shed skin, everything is easy to handle.]

[Shed skin? What does it matter? Beautiful feet, hands, waist, legs, back, plus white cotton socks! Having no skin on the face would even excite me more!]

[Damn, third floor you are this....]

[Ha-ha-ha, peak of the immortals high above the world, perverts came first, then the universe! With so much stress at work during the day, I’m mentally exhausted before sleep, can’t I let myself go a little over the internet now?]

[You think Yao Han will really come?]

[Don’t know, I’m also gambling on it. If it weren’t for the hope that Yao Han will come, I would have left already, I can’t stand this chatroom at all!]

[I bet she’ll come! Just like not every child cries every day, not every gambler loses every day!]

[Right, Yao Han got teased by Hou Yi’s shooting sun method from Jiang God, eight out of ten she won’t be able to resist making a move.]

Those still in Jiang Xiao’s livestream room were undoubtedly top-class perverts.

But the speech from third floor still made all the perverts feel a bit too perverted.

[Er, unusual rarity, this guy from the third floor previously wanted something to do with the transformed Bai Liu, Wang Mei, and Wang Dayong’s little secret.]

Alright, so it’s this master, that explains it.

...

Yao Han hadn’t appeared on Jiang Xiao’s side yet, but the chosen ones elsewhere were encountering quite some trouble.

Nai Zixue was doing alright for now.

Perhaps because she didn’t offend anyone, plus not personally delivering meals, so she was sleeping quite soundly.

...

But at the lighthouse, Ward encountered an accident.

At that moment, he was tightly clutching the blanket, curling his body in a corner of the bed.

How did this man with gold-rimmed glasses get in here?

The visitor was the one holding a steel pipe and wearing a sinister smirk.

"Hey, don’t be so tense. I just couldn’t sleep and thought I’d come to have a chat."

Showing up beside my bed in the middle of the night, holding a steel pipe.

Chat?

Or maybe flirt?

Seeing the bold blonde man on the bed, A Zhi gave him a gentle smile.

"Ah De, you should know that I brought you food tonight, so you oughta thank me properly, right?"

Middle of the night, what am I supposed to thank you for?, Ward nervously swallowed.

"Not okay, bro. I’m still new here, not quite settled, and I just want to rest. Intense activities, I’m afraid I’ll make myself sick."

"Oh? Then forget it. I was originally thinking of making a deal with you, but it seems you’re not interested, eh."

Deal?

Ward’s expression turned alert.

As everyone knows, to clear the game, one must collect clues from these natives.

Since he approached, he must have something like a hidden clue.

Give up on the deal?

Or take a risk...

With such high mortality rates in Analog Horror, the meek chosen ones are bound to not survive to the end.

Having been chosen, he hadn’t intended to leave alive anyway.

Might as well take a chance!

Die once and be at peace up there in heaven, but if not dead, live forever, what’s there to fear!

Almost instantaneously, Ward made his decision.

"What deal? At least let me see what you’ve got to offer first? And... and what price do I need to pay?"

"Oh?"

The man with glasses slightly smiled, pushing his glasses upward.

"Really can’t handle you~"

A chill ran up Ward’s lower back.

The man’s posture, tone, and movements all seemed a bit off~

"I’m telling you! A deal is fine, but that’s not! I’d rather die a straight man than submit!"

"Oh? Still a tough guy, ha-ha, what are you thinking? Besides, I’m not asking you to do anything special right now?"

Now Ward was extremely wary of A Zhi.

"So tell me, what do you want to trade?"

"Hmm, I know there’s someone in this villa who wants to kill you!"

Wang Defa?

Do I really need you to remind me?

"Thanks a bunch, everyone who wants to kill me could line up all the way to France," he said. "What’s the use of telling me this?"

"Hehe~"

The spectacled man, unbothered by the rebuke, instead dropped another bombshell.

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

Hmm?

Something stirred in Ward’s heart.

Really?

If that were true, wouldn’t it save him a ton of effort?

Seeing Ward’s disbelief, A-Zhi gently patted his shoulder.

"I have no reason to lie to you. After all... if I wanted to kill you, I wouldn’t be bringing you food. You’d probably already be dead, wouldn’t you?"

That’s what he said,

But Ward still felt something was off.

It was his very first night here, and some creep had suddenly shown up to help him dodge bullets.

Something didn’t sit right with him.

So, Ward remained vigilant.

"How can I be sure what you’re saying is true? Besides, what’s your motive for helping me? It can’t possibly be because you got addicted to the roast chicken I made last night, right?"

"Roast chicken..."

The man with the gold-rimmed glasses shook his head and then smirked teasingly.

"Hey! I don’t think I’ve tasted your chicken. Do you want to make this deal or not?"

"Answer my question first. Why do you want to make a deal with me? Why?"

Ward insisted, and the man with the gold-rimmed glasses decided not to hold back any more.

His hand on Ward’s shoulder grew even gentler.

"Sigh, you see, in this villa, the residents are either kids or old men, and the rest are women, right?"

Ward nodded; that was true except for this young man with gold-rimmed glasses.

"Someone about my age and also handsome, I haven’t encountered anyone like that in at least six months, you know?"

Ward nodded again; that seemed reasonable.

The Chosen were selected randomly, and it seemed it wasn’t limited to Earth.

The odds of encountering someone of the same sex was only 50%. Exclude the old and young, and you knock out a bunch more.

Not to mention finding someone handsome.

Unsure whether to mention it or not, Ward was still pretty confident in his own looks. Back in school, quite a few female classmates...

Hmm?

Σ(ﾟдﾟlll) Wait a sec?

Same sex?

About the same age?

And freakin’ handsome?!

Son of a gun!

He hadn’t guessed wrong, this chap was totally aiming for that!

"I’m telling you! Want to drill me? Only over my dead body! That’s impossible! There’s an old saying in Dragon Country, ’A real man born between heaven and earth can’t bend over and kneel before others!’"

Tsk tsk tsk~

Tough nut to crack.

The tougher Ward acted, the gentler A-Zhi appeared.

"Good! That’s the spirit! But who said I wanted to drill you?"

The man with the gold-rimmed glasses looked puzzled.

Huh?

Not drilling?

Now it was Ward’s turn to feel embarrassed for being "self-conscious."

"Ah? I... uh, haha, I just..."

The fool is me!

"What do you mean?"

"Huh?"

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

Holy crap...

Ward was dumbfounded.

"Steel Pole Dance Level 7 Certificate"

But that wasn’t the main point.

The main point was, what the heck did it mean for this guy to pull such a thing out from his crotch?

Ward was dumbfounded.

The audience in the live stream was also dumbfounded.

Many viewers from Dragon Country suddenly realized.

Holy moly.

So this kid wasn’t just spouting nonsense!

He was indeed a certified professional pole dancer?

Just like Ward, they too couldn’t figure out what A-Zhi meant by showing this thing.

No need for guesses, the man with the gold-rimmed glasses had already taken the initiative to speak.

"Actually, I was thinking, I’d like to see you perform a pole dance, can I?"

Wang Defa?

What kind of freaky fetish is this?

Watching someone pole dance is one thing, but wanting a man to do it?

Ward’s relaxed sphincter tightened once more.

Something seemed off here.

He says he won’t drill me, but then he wants me to dance on a pole.

Who understands this, family?

A man with gold-rimmed glasses, staying up late at night, wanting a blond, hairy-chested man like me to pole dance for him.

Seeing Ward growing more nervous, the look in the eyes of the man with the gold-rimmed glasses became increasingly... excited?

Yes, excited!

But beneath the excitement, it seemed like he was forcefully suppressing something...

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