I clutched my pen, my body trembling uncontrollably.
Every time I looked up, Vivian’s whip lashed across my bare skin.
Yes, they wouldn’t let me wear clothes, wanting to see me live in humiliation, like a dog.
I pretended to start writing, filling the answers with half–truths and half–lies, ensuring only the final answers were correct.
“That’s more like it. After the exam, you’ll be free.”
“Free,” indeed.
In my past life, I became a rotting corpse, but my brain cells were still agonizingly aware.
Vivian and Brandon dispersed the crowd, then knelt weeping beside my body, using me to stage a performance, crafting her image as a saint who cared for her “cheating best friend.”
She whispered next to me: “System, time to turn off my visual spy. Seeing her dismembered by stray dogs is disgusting. Such a
vile creature”
After the media left, she stepped over my corpse, wearing the custom–made high heels I had bought for her.
It was then I realized she had some kind of cheat system, a built–in advantage.
Hah. They said it would be
o over after the
e exam.
But I was merely their stepping stone to a higher status!
I refuse to sit by and wait! I will make them pay for every single drop of blood!
“Vivian, I can help you get a perfect score on the exam. But… I’ll only tell you**
Vivian’s expression was unreadable, but eventually, she sent Brandon away.
I started reciting exam questions to her. While she was distracted, I took the wooden splint I’d been carving while writing and stabbed it into her eye.
“Ahhir
She screamed, writhing on the ground, clutching her eye in agony.
I contorted my body to reach the key, unlocked myself, and bolted.
I ran until my mouth filled with blood, my vision fading to black, almost collapsing several times.
I looked at the rising sun in the distance.
I was finally out.
The scholarship exam was in four days.
“Thump!
A sharp, bone–chilling pain exploded at the back of my head. My consciousness slipped.
When I woke again, I was in a room on a large cruise ship. I was locked inside, and the room was filled with exam practice papers piled as high as a person,
I felt my mechanical ear stud. Thankfully, it was still there.
I examined the room’s layout. Suddenly, the eyes of a doll in front of me glowed eerily red.
My heart tightened. I swallowed, then put on a meck, submissive look for the tiny camera.
- 5.
The large screen in the room flickered eerily, then Vivian and Brandon appeared, arm in arm.
“I truly overestimated you, you little wretch. You actually managed to escape.”
