Huh? Isn't This A Galgame?-Chapter 22 - 21 I’m Not a Big Boss

This question flashed across Wen Nan's mind.

It seems that for the next task, he needs to focus his strategy on .

As for now, let's revisit tonight's main mission - "going on a date".

He first accepted Qiqi's invitation and naturally achieved the highest strategy score.

Even though the school beauty seemed to cry very sadly after being rejected, the strategy score suggests she actually likes Wen Nan even more.

As for the firecracker... their contact time wasn't long, and they only did one thing. Thus, just because Wen Nan pinned her against the wall and forcefully kissed her, her strategy score reached 72%...

In contrast, Aunt Mei's target strategy score of 36% seems much more reasonable, considering they only had a brief chat and met quickly. To explore a higher strategy score, the upcoming two main missions will need to be relied upon.

Lastly, the scholar's target strategy score of 60%...

One possibility is that the scholar, as a "cold yet sly" character, enjoys tutoring Wen Nan while outwardly appearing reluctant.

Another possibility is that "she" is not a character in the game at all, but a player in disguise, as Wen Nan suspects.

If it's the latter, then this scholar's ability is even more formidable than Wen Nan anticipated—

"She" not only used some skill, item, or game system bug to successfully switch from player to character and enter this map, but "she" can also easily manipulate core data of the game, like the current target strategy score.

Currently, Wen Nan's strategy score for is 60%, exactly the standard clearance score, not a point more, not a point less.

If this number is not a coincidence, then the scholar is telling Wen Nan in this way—You have already successfully strategized me; henceforth, you pretend not to notice that I am a player disguised as a character, I will control my target strategy score to ensure you can clear the game, and we coexist peacefully.

If it's this latter scenario, it's not a bad outcome for Wen Nan—though there's a minor regret of losing a romance target, having one less character to strategize is not too bad.

As for whether it is as Wen Nan guessed, it will be revealed the next time he meets the scholar.

Returning to the strategy of the other four characters—

From the results of these few task completions thus far, in a sense, the should reflect each character's personality, preferences, and sexual inclinations.

Qiqi likes slightly sweet, fresh-style dates; the school beauty likes being rejected (? not sure, need further observation); the firecracker likes some dominant boss behaviors like wall-pinning and forceful kissing; as for Aunt Mei...

The current contact is too little to determine the preference, but Wen Nan guesses it must relate to being snow-white or rosy.

It seems the next task needs to find a way to explore Aunt Mei's strategy score, testing the depth...

"Um, Ye... God, your target strategy score..."

A probing voice of a dorm mate came to his ear.

Wen Nan, engrossed in thought, was suddenly interrupted, instinctively responding: "Aunt Mei's 36% strategy score is a bit low..."

He had just started when he realized there was no need to share these thoughts with other players, so he stopped talking and looked up to see the other three gazing at him with a very complicated expression.

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That look, how to say, was about three parts resentful, three parts embarrassed, and four parts unwilling.

Glasses-wearing Shao Ling, clutching his overused sore back, gritted his teeth and repeated, "A bit... low?"

The chubby one and Huang Tao echoed incredulously, "You think these strategy scores... are low?!"

That feeling was just like on the day of the college entrance exam results, when the three of them, struggling to meet the first-tier mark, were comforting each other, suddenly hearing a certain academic god next door, holding the top score in the city and an acceptance letter from one of the top two universities in the country, say that not getting a perfect score in comprehensive science is a bit low.

It is, a bit, low!

This was the most brutal humiliation for their borderline scores.

But they couldn't complain to this top scorer, because it's likely he wasn't boasting or mocking, he truly wasn't satisfied with his result.

Yet its impact was too devastating.

The chubby guy's face wrinkled like a bitter melon,

"Do you even hear yourself? Strategy score is a bit low? You are strategizing five characters at once; the highest is near perfect, the lowest is still 36%!

"You think a strategy score of 36% is low?!

"The three of us, 20%, 9%, 3%, all added together isn't even higher than your lowest score!

"God Ye, could you stop flaunting, and leave us small-timers a way out..."

Hearing the chubby one's complaint and looking at Huang Tao and Shao Ling's expressions, Wen Nan realized he might indeed have misspoken and failed to consider his roommates' feelings, so he began, "Sorry, I—"

"—No, no, no, don't apologize, we should be the ones apologizing!" Shao Ling immediately waved vigorously to interrupt when Wen Nan just started speaking.

The chubby one also chimed in, "Right, right, it's we who were blind to your greatness! We even dared to doubt you, this great god! Who are we to question you?

"From the start, you dared to challenge five high-difficulty strategy targets simultaneously, which clearly demonstrated your grand identity as a god! It's our stupidity that took until now to realize you truly are a god!

"Tell us, which of the nine legendary great players are you? Could you spare me a place in your guild, please? I'm begging!"

The chubby guy squeezed out a brilliant smile, with the rolls of fat at his eyes pushed to the sides of his cheeks, creating creases.

He bent over in an excessively fawning posture; if it weren't for his sore rear preventing him, he might have knelt to Wen Nan by now.

Wen Nan smiled awkwardly, "I'm not a great player."

Such a statement, remaining players in the dorm would never believe if you killed them.

Ha, you're not a great player?

Stop joking.

You simultaneously chose five female ghost bosses; on your first task, completed it with a ridiculously high score of 91, and you say you're not a great player?

Do you think the three of us are brainless fools?

The chubby one suddenly had a flash of insight, "The great player isn't willing to admit his identity now because, before the results came out, our attitudes displeased him! Understood!"

Saying that, the chubby one raised his hand high—

Clap!

A crisp slap echoed through the dormitory.

The chubby guy's face immediately displayed five finger marks.

"Great player, are you satisfied now?"