Horror :The Cautious Titan

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[Item Name: Head Crusher]

[Type: Weapon]

[Quality: Excellent]

[Attack Power: Unknown]

[Attribute: None]

[Note: As a ruthless ghost-hunting executioner, the Head Crusher is your most fitting companion. Don't you long for that satisfying moment—severing a ghost's head and placing it inside a crushing machine? Be warned: After claiming too many heads, this weapon seems to have developed a faint sense of autonomy…]

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The reason why the Head Crusher's quality was only listed as 'Excellent', rather than legendary or superior, likely came down to its uncontrollable nature. It was a powerful weapon—yes—but one that had started to exhibit signs of autonomy. That was dangerous.

Although the live-stream viewers didn't know the exact rewards Lucas received, the system did flash a completion prompt across the screen. Even if brief, it stirred everyone watching into an uproar.

> "I never thought a weapon could be so poetic and violent at the same time!"

> "Did Lucas just chop off the dean's legs... but spare his hands? What is this, a mercy hug in the making?"

> "That old director was almost crying from fear, I swear."

> "Just now, Lucas' attribute panel fluctuated again! His mental value dropped by one point, and at the same time, his strength attribute increased!"

Everyone noticed the shift. The change in Lucas' stats was undeniable. Some viewers recalled the earlier system-generated diagnostic report that flagged abnormalities in his attributes.

> "Wait… does this mean that if Lucas' mental value drops, he gains physical strength in return?"

But not everyone was convinced.

> "Come on now. Attributes don't increase that way. You can only improve them through exercise, rewards, or items. This 'berserk' theory is nonsense."

The truth behind Lucas' panel remained unknown. But one fact was universally accepted:

> "Lucas is terrifyingly strong."

> "I've accepted that I'm just a noob now. All I can do is type 666 in chat and hope he notices me."

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[239,520 people are currently watching Lucas' live stream. 164,831 viewers have sent him gifts, accumulating a total of 164,831 points.]

[The popularity of Lucas' stream is climbing rapidly! He's only 350,000 views away from the top-ranking broadcast. Keep it up~]

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Lucas, meanwhile, remained completely unaware of the hype storm brewing outside the walls of the examination building. He was too focused.

> "So... if I get excited, my strength attribute climbs?"

He recalled a similar situation from his previous encounter on the horror cruise. That was the first time he noticed his attributes reacting to his emotions.

Still, Lucas didn't place much weight on system values. In his mind, these stats were merely arbitrary labels, imposed by the system to quantify players. He played the game his way.

At that moment, the system chimed in.

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[Player Lucas has triggered a hidden mission.]

[Hidden Mission: Prevent Jason from becoming a Faceless Man]

[Reward: Unknown]

[Hint: Who is Jason?]

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"Who is Jason…?" Lucas muttered, rubbing his temple.

> "That's what I'd like to ask you, system!"

And then—sudden recognition hit him like a thunderclap. Jason...

Of course.

Lucas narrowed his eyes. His mind instantly sharpened. He turned toward the director—Director Xiao Li, who flinched as Lucas stared at him intensely.

The old man's body trembled from the agony in his legs. He didn't dare to groan, afraid even a whisper of pain would draw Lucas' ire.

"Director," Lucas called.

At that moment, a chill ran down the man's spine.

> "Ah! No need for formality! Just call me Xiao Li!" he stammered.

Lucas smiled politely and asked, "Xiao Li, how exactly did you become a Faceless Man?"

Director Xiao Li looked blank. "I… I don't know. Everything before that moment is a blur."

Lucas nodded, then turned around—bloody kitchen knife gleaming in his hand.

> "Then I won't bother you any further."

The director's face brightened instantly.

> "Ah, take care! Walk slowly! Be safe!" he called after Lucas like a relieved host seeing off a monster.

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Lucas exited the director's office. Every candidate in the hallway stopped what they were doing to look at him.

Silence washed over them like a wave, and then—

They saluted.

Even without words, their eyes screamed: "He actually came out alive…"

Expressionless faces softened. Thanks to Lucas, emotion began returning to their deadened expressions.

Suddenly—

Zhi—!

The speakers blared to life.

> "Candidates, please return to your examination rooms immediately. The second exam is about to begin."

> "Candidates, please return…"

The announcement looped as the crowd of examinees, who had only moments ago dared to feel human again, returned to stone. Their gazes dropped. They marched back to the exam room like prisoners to the gallows.

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Lucas sheathed his knife and let out a quiet sigh.

> "I already missed the twenty points from the listening section… Time to focus. The next part matters."

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He stepped into Examination Room 4102.

The atmosphere had changed.

There were now twelve faceless invigilators instead of one. Their eerie, silent forms floated across the room—but something was off.

They weren't randomly patrolling.

They were circling Lucas.

They moved as if "coincidentally" drifting closer, their featureless faces turned toward him. Lucas sat down slowly and straightened his back.

> In his eyes, there was only the test. Nothing else mattered.

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Zhi—!

> "The reading comprehension exam is about to begin. Candidates, please read the passage carefully and answer the questions provided on your answer sheet."

Papers rustled as the test sheets were handed out.

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[Reading Comprehension | Total Marks: 40]

[Title: "It Was a Snowy Day — Amy and Lily Are Dead."]

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It was a snowy day. The world outside was blanketed in white. The narrator of the passage—an unnamed observer—used his final review ticket not to study, but to burn it for warmth.

That was how the story began.

The atmosphere turned cold, morbid, and surreal.

Amy and Lily had died.

How? Why?

That was the mystery.

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As Lucas read the passage, the room's temperature seemed to plummet. The invigilators grew more still, their faceless heads leaning just slightly forward—as though they, too, were reading.

Lucas scanned each line with surgical precision.

> "Focus," he whispered under his breath. "No more mistakes."

This was a battlefield no less brutal than the one before. His weapon now was not a knife, but a pen. And the enemy? Confusion, misdirection, and the system's sinister trickery.

One wrong interpretation, and he could die.

Again.

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