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As the Virtual Beauty Girl Anchor finished her last word, everyone felt a wave of drowsiness wash over them, their heads growing heavy and their bodies sluggish.

All the players present were dumbfounded. What was this, words into reality?

Previously when the Virtual Beauty Girl Anchor said blood pressure would be used to measure Mood Value, many were secretly delighted.

Because they figured that as long as they kept telling themselves it was just a game, they could keep their blood pressure stable and lose little to no Mood Value.

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How was this possible?

Was it some kind of newly developed black technology? Wouldn't it be better to start a company with this tech? They could make a fortune. Why use it for crime?

The Virtual Beauty Girl Anchor gave everyone a moment to adjust before announcing the Mood Value they had lost.

"Rat Owner, Mood Value -9 meow, impressive, to have stayed up for most of the night and only lost a single-digit Mood Value meow~"

"Ah, that's probably because I often stay up late playing games," said the man in the Mouse Mask, scratching his head.

"Ox Master, Mood Value -19 meow."

"It's alright, I still have the resort. I'm sure I can make a comeback, just like I have before," murmured the Ox Mask Wearer Man.

"Tiger Master, Mood Value -22 meow, Rabbit Master, Mood Value -36 meow~"

Upon hearing this number, the Rabbit Mask Wearer's body involuntarily shivered. After the switch to measuring Mood Value by blood pressure, just a small night without sleep cost her nearly twice the Mood Value of an average player. She wondered how she would make it through the upcoming trials.

"Dragon Master, Mood Value -13 meow, Snake Master, Mood Value -19 meow, Chicken Master, Mood Value..."

The Virtual Beauty Girl Anchor suddenly paused there, silent for a full two seconds, before continuing, "Chicken Master, Mood Value -1 meow."

"What, is that even possible? Only a 1-point decrease in Mood Value."

"Didn't he feel the drowsiness like the rest of us? Is there a bug?"

"Nope," yawned the Chicken Mask Wearer, "I just don't feel like playing any games right now, I just want to find a place to have a good sleep."

"Why is your blood pressure fluctuation so low, Chicken Master meow?" asked the Virtual Beauty Girl Anchor, tilting her head in confusion.

"You've said it yourself, people's mental endurance varies. I'm just naturally easy-going. What's the trendy term these days? Oh yes, 'Insensitive Strength.' That's exactly what this is, a classic case of Insensitive Strength."

"But according to your online posting record over the past week, with 13,626 comments, you are an aggressive person who loves to argue and even takes pleasure in it meow.

"You're easily angered and hold grudges meow. You've cataloged the names of people who insulted you and your restaurant online, and regardless of whether they are talking about you, you immediately confront them in any thread meow~

"You've engaged in disputes with 142 people simultaneously and emerged victorious, forcing 59 of them to delete their accounts. Your record for longest continuous online presence is 52 hours, 46 minutes, and 43 seconds meow~

"Overall, you don't seem related to the term 'Insensitive Strength' at all meow~"

After the Virtual Beauty Girl Anchor finished her speech, the room fell silent.

Most of those caught to play the game tonight were not exactly upstanding characters, but even so, this frightening record shocked many.

What kind of legendary trash-talker was this, battling 142 people at once, willing to stay up for two days and nights just to argue?

"Um... I later met a monk who told me that I should let go of the obsessions in my heart..." the Chicken Mask Wearer man continued to blather.

But this time, he was only halfway through when the Virtual Beauty Girl Anchor interrupted, "Wait, why are your two accounts still posting online if you're in the game meow?"

"Okay, I admit it, I outsourced the arguing. Others are managing my accounts."

"Is that even allowed?" asked the Sheep Mask Wearer Middle-aged Man, eyes wide.

"Why not, there are plenty of internet trolls for hire these days. But it's rare to directly hand over one's account to them," said the Tiger Mask Wearer Woman.

"Since it's a misunderstanding, does that mean I'm not supposed to be here and can leave?" asked the Chicken Mask Wearer man.

"What an interesting master meow~"

The Virtual Beauty Girl Anchor looked at the Chicken Mask Wearer man with great interest, "To recount one's own atrocities without any guilt, and at the same time experience almost no blood pressure change meow~ Does the world really harbor such a malevolent individual meow?"

"That's a bit of an unfair assessment," shrugged the Chicken Mask Wearer man.

"No matter meow, your arrival will make the game much more interesting meow~"

The Virtual Beauty Girl Anchor then announced the Mood Value changes for the remaining three people, and immediately after, she said, "Minna-san, it's time for work and study again meow~"

"Because you left home too late and didn't have time to buy breakfast meow, you went to the company on an empty stomach, Mood Value goes down meow~"

"The bus doesn't come no matter how long you wait, and the thought of your boss's warning from yesterday about firing you for another tardy arrival makes you very anxious, Mood Value goes down meow~"

"Deciding to take a taxi to the company meow, you manage to clock in at the last minute, Mood Value goes up meow~"

"Sitting at your workstation and starting to work, work meow... you notice your colleagues whispering among themselves, the atmosphere in the office is a bit strange today meow. On your way to the break room, you overhear talk of the company facing financial difficulties and planning layoffs, Mood Value goes down meow~"

The Virtual Beauty Girl Anchor reeled off three Mood Value-decreasing events but only one increasing one, and the increase for successfully clocking in was minimal.

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Afterward, the Virtual Beauty Girl Anchor turned to the Mouse Mask Wearer, who was still feeling lucky for not having to work and thus having dodged a bullet.

Unexpectedly, the Virtual Beauty Girl Anchor turned and said, "Mouse Mask Wearer, sleeping until noon, you got up wanting to order takeout, only to find out that your father had stopped your credit card, Mood Value goes down meow~"

"After eating instant noodles and attempting to play games online, you discovered that the internet was also out meow, calling the telecommunications company, you learned that your broadband was overdue, Mood Value goes down meow~

"Taking some change to an internet cafe, you get online, online... and in the game, you loot a rare item and sell it for a thousand bucks, securing your meals for the next week, Mood Value goes up meow~"

The Mouse Mask Wearer man, after hearing the first two events, was stunned, his Mood Value plummeted, but the turnaround at the end provided some consolation as he regained some Mood Value.