The System In My Head
Fallout: New Pads
After squandering his God line, Ben did not have much luck, and the same goes for the other members. By the time his show's timer ends, the system gives him no points, with Ben wishing God pitying his soul...
Even so, there is one good news—most members leave...
The only ones left in Ben's dorm room are himself, Beluga, Antonio, and Chuck. It was like the dressing room of a losing team.and in reality, it failed; Ben was throwing a party to raise his social status, but now, he felt lucky that the party was not down!
In addition, there is something that bothers Ben—why the rejection rate is so high. One example was the girl he used to use the divine line. She is only 6 years old, not fit to be the queen of bees as much as the queen of beef...
If the situation was not desperate, he would not even use his precious holy line for her. He acts like a diva. After rejecting it, he even saw it being opened by two more members as he approached the elevator, and rejected it as well. Not just him either. All the other girls acted like that as well.
After Ben expressed his doubts, Beluga explained the situation simply. "They've been feeding blueberries to his ego like Willy Wonka."
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"Huh?" Ben did not follow.
Beluga tries to simplify it further. "Benjamin, you've heard of supply and demand, haven't you? Sexual dynamics between men and women work on the same principle. The supply of men and women acts as a balancing force. The more men, the more valuable women, and vice versa. It works on a variety of geographic scales, such as local, national, and global. Often, it just matters around. For example, tonight, this hostel weighs bratwurst and meat tacos lightly ... The inevitable result ... is the decay of sausages ... "
Ben understood, but at the same time, he didn't want to understand ...
Beluga explained. "The higher the ratio of men and women, the more thirsty the man. They open women up, and the value women feel about themselves increases. In theory, even 1 could be 10 if she was the only woman in a room full of men. . We call this terrible effect.d*ckflation."
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This is why Ben advocates strict control over the Federal Reserve's p*ssy printer...
When the male interest rates on nearby wildebeest rose too high...
Ben shook his head and looked at Beluga. "If you know that, why don't you invite more women?"
Beluga narrowed his eyes. "Why not?"
The two stared at each other like a wild west fight ...
Then, the two sighed, as they knew they could not help it. Like greedy oil barons, pick-up artists hate sharing their drilling spots...
Ben understood there was no point in arguing. 'Okay, I can't be mad at him. I was the one who asked for help in the first place.'
*Detonation*
When the two finished discussing c*ckonimics, they turned to Ben's monitor and saw Chuck sitting on his bed, playing Call of Duty on Ben's Xbox.
Watching, Ben could not help but be drawn like a moth to the game. Approaching, his eyes widen as he watches Chuck destroy the competition. Like a rich man who hires hitmen, Chuck kills people through an avatar...
"Shoot in the head!"
"Booms. Headshot again!"
"C*cock! Then headshot! Shut you down twice!"
Chuck wears Ben's headset and sends sonic attacks to enemy players...
Seeing this, Ben felt like he was watching a younger version of himself. 'He's still a bit rude... If he was really a pro, he would pretend to have an African accent, find the IP of a rival player, find their address from it, then read it aloud into the group chat with the implication he would kill them...
That's a rather high level... It's understandable he hasn't got there yet...'
Despite their differences, Ben sees talent. Sitting in his computer chair, he grabbed the other controller and put on his second headset, immediately releasing his poisonous tongue. From there, the opposing team turned into Germany which was flanked on two sides by the Allies and the Soviet Union ...
Ben handled this one. "No, just your mother's head!"
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Chuck followed up with a counterattack. "You ... is a stupid ball!"
The opponent did not get it. "What?"
"Because from any way you look at it, you're stupid!"
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"Silence p*ssy!" Enemy scrambling!
Ben went to kill. "What do you know about p*ssy? You don't have p*ssy..since you have p*ssy!"
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Watching Ben work, Chuck's big eyes shone. 'He really is the champion of humiliation!'
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It's no surprise that Chuck thinks so. Every insult spat out by Ben's poisonous tongue left the enemy players dumbfounded and speechless! They felt as if they got a slap in the head! Some who eat hard lines develop headaches! Even their game characters are peeled off! This is no accident! It was the result of Ben's new title!
[Poison Dragon (good): Your verbal insults bring a little bit of bonus soul damage proportional to the effectiveness of each insult on target]
Although Ben cannot see the effectiveness of this title now, it is there, and with this ability above all else, the match was a one-sided ruin. The enemy has no chance! After all, they did not know that they were facing a cowering dragon and a hidden dragon...
Soon, after mixing headshots and d*ckshots, the game ends when Ben performs his famous maneuver on a dead enemy leader — teabag screenshot ...
From that technique, one of them finally remembered from where they recognized Ben's grip. "I know him! That's the famous player-Paydong! There is a legend about him! After he took a screenshot of the teabag, he sold it on a stock image site!
But that's just the beginning! The worst part is, every year for the rest of your life, he sends you a small royalty check! ...Escape!"
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After the game ended, the enemy team no longer wanted to play. They became tired from being corpses, spending less time playing than staring at the grunts...
Ben grabbed Chuck's shoulder and laughed. "Son, your future is bright in front of you..." He felt like meeting Robin with his Bruce Wayne, Walter Sobchak with his Jeffrey Lebowski, stunt-c*ck to his c*ck.. .
Seeing all this, Beluga nodded. "I knew they'd both get along."
Meanwhile, Antonio is in the closet... It's not a metaphor either. He fell asleep there before ...
Soon, the night ends with everyone coming home. Despite being bad, many people are learning deep emotional lessons today. Although, all those people are the ones who played against Ben and Chuck...
Still, they will grow out of it, pay it to the next generation, use that anger to defeat their children and what not.
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Family, it's a beautiful thing...
So did friendship ... until Annabelle sent an SMS to Ben asking if she could come, at which point she kicked everyone out.
