None of the watchers thought Jim would actually pay a visit to Pyron’s room. The surveillance staff immediately informed all the watchers as Jim neared the Pyron’s room.Many watchers stopped what they were doing and quickly logged into stream with channel number J7.“He barely managed to draw the match last time,” Nightmare_lily rebuked him. “Why is he in Pyron's room now? Does he have a death wish?”“Stop acting like you love him, bitch,” Lovelace said. “You just want him to grow so you can devour him later on. Everybody knows that.”“Shut your trap,” Nightmare_lily howled. “You’re worse than me because you enslave men in the name of love.”Fancy Fatty, on the other hand, was eating live baby rat soup, with his obese maid standing right behind him. “Fuck these bitches. They are always yelling on the channel recently because the moderator is on a break.” He muted the speakers and then observed Jim through the screen. “This bastard suffered a nasty shoulder injury not long ago. Even t
“Are you out of your damn mind?” Nighmare_lily was quick to rebuke Lovelace. “While J7 might have used a powerful technique, that’s all he has. And he’s probably already tired because of that. There’s no way he can take on all the pawns and survive. Besides, he’s chosen the path of a hero. We can’t have him fight everyone.”“Then what do you suggest?” Lovelace asked, her voice laced with annoyance.“Let’s create a hero’s storyline. If he meets our expectations, then we’ll send him upstairs,” Nightmare_lily suggested. “Otherwise, we can just destroy him.”“Sounds reasonable,” Lovelace agreed with her. “Do others also agree with this method?”“We can only decide his opponents while he’s still on that lowest level,” Fancy Fatty said. “So, yes, let’s test him. I’ll be the first one to test him. What do you say?”Nobody disagreed because they knew that Fancy Fatty was a very rich guy. They wouldn’t unnecessarily mess with him during serious situations, even though they would constantly sco
Fancy Fatty told the Pawn Manager to make Jim’s life difficult in room 9D3. He even went out of his way to tell him, “If you do a good job, I’ll send 25,000 dollars to your account.”The Pawn Manager was a told old man with a big, bushy mustache. He was a chef, and so he personally cooked all the dishes.Meanwhile, Jim was walking in the front with the seven people following him. There were a couple of women among them. One of the guys was bigger and taller than Jim. Even though he was starving, he had this cold appearance that made others give him room and keep enough distance from him. So, he was able to follow Jim closely, and his body language suggested that he wasn’t afraid of anybody.Jim eventually reached room 9D3. It took him more than twenty minutes of walking. He noticed that the rooms have gotten bigger just by far the doors of different rooms were apart.Jim wasn’t sure if the master key would work for this room as well, but once he put the key in and turned it, the door
A couple of days earlier.Ronny opened his eyes and found himself in a dark room, which immediately spiked his heart rate. He started sweating. “W-Where am I?”Did someone kidnap him for stealing his organs? Or was it his previous landlord who brought him here because he didn’t pay the last month’s rent before leaving the condo? All kinds of crazy thoughts ran through his mind. Before he knew, he was drenched in sweat, even though he hadn't done anything physically demanding yet.It took him a while to control his heartbeat before getting up to his feet. Suddenly, a rat came running out of the toilet room and brushed past his foot as it ran into the hole at the corner.“AHH!” Ronny jumped and screamed in horror, but then he realized that it was a rat. “Fuck! It’s just a rat? That little shit almost made me shit in my pants.”He carefully came to the door and brought his head closer, thinking he might be able to hear any voices, but then when his head touched the door, he was electrocu
Back to the present.Baker was returning from the storage room with a big smile on his face.“As expected, only R1 was able to match the gaze of J7. He says he wants to work as a companion, but I highly doubt that they can both be on the same page when I tell them that there’s only one loaf of bread available. They are both big guys. Surely, they’re going to fight for this loaf of bread. I can’t wait to see what R1 has to offer. If he’s able to at least match J7, I think he’s going to be worth investing into making him a wonderful villain. The upper floors have no lack of villains, but a strong villain always makes more impact than a strong survivor. If he does a good job, it’s going to increase my reputation and pay as well.”He excitedly entered the dining hall room 9D3.Everyone except Jim and Ronny were still stuffing their bellies as Baker had expected.“I’m sorry, but there’s only one bun left in the storage room,” Baker came and put the bread in Jim’s hand. “It’s not much, but
Baker blasted a bomb in the hearts of everyone in the room with his words, and then he quietly left the room. The other chefs closed the doors to the connected room so that nobody could escape. There were only seven people in the room now. One brunette, and six men. The woman quickly stood and moved to the corner, holding a fork in her hand. However, none of the men moved their limbs. They kept looking at each other as if waiting for others to make the first move. Ronny’s heart was ringing in his ears because this was the worst possible scenario for him. He never killed anything except mosquitoes in his life. How was he supposed to kill humans now? This task felt way beyond his capabilities and even imagination itself. Jim broke the silence. “Do you trust me, Ronny?” Ronny hesitantly nodded. To be frank, he didn’t see any other choice other than relying on someone. What better way than standing beside Jim who seemed like the strongest man in the room? “Good.” Jim shifted his gaz
Jim and Ronny kept staring at each other.Jim wiped the blood off his mouth. His jaw was still hurting. (Who was that woman? It wasn’t that I couldn’t see her attack coming, but she was just much faster. And her technique was also good. She was able to change the direction of her kick midway. She must have practiced a hell of a lot to be able to effortlessly pull off such a kick. She said she only came to see me. Does that mean she’s one of the watchers? She said she doesn’t want to kill me yet. Does that mean I’m going to be facing her after I leave this floor?) At this point, Jim had more questions than answers (At any rate, all this makes me want to grow stronger faster.)“Are you going to fight me?” Ronny asked with a rigid expression.“I don’t think there’s a need for that,” Jim replied.“Mm? What do you mean?”“Just walk out of the room with me,” Jim said. “It’ll be fine.”“Are you sure?”“Yeah, they told us only one of us can leave the room,” Jim said. “So, we both are going to
Stanley the Mountain. He was very popular among the watchers for his ruthlessness. He held the record for killing the most number of people on his way to reach the top floor. There were many stories told about him that he fought hundreds of people at once and then sat upon the heaps of dead bodies and smoked cigars.Most of the mid-level watchers were of recent years, so they didn’t know how scary Stanley really was. The only person in the chat who had personally seen some of the things Stanley had done was Bald Brute.“Stanley… he’s never come to the website to watch the pawns before,” Bald Brute thought. “Why’s he here now? Is he interested in R1 like I am? This is going to be troublesome. Although I’m much stronger than I was a decade back, I’m still not as good as he was back then. There’s no way I can defeat that mountain of a man. If he’s really after R1, I can only give up on him.”Meanwhile, Stanley was watching the CCTV footage while sitting outside his house that was on top