Satisfaction Points Cheat Novels & Stories

After my homeroom teacher Lydia Graham spoke to the media, however, they decided I must've cheated my way into that spot, too. For three days straight, I got ripped apart online. I went back to school, trying to find proof. Instead, I found them celebrating. "Good thing you were ready, saying Kieran cheated!" Tyson said. "If they kept digging, they might've found out I used the system to swap scores." Lydia laughed. "The system only works once. Of course, we had to make it airtight." I kicked the door open and demanded to know why they did it.

Jana asked. "Twenty. I only finished ten levels but my rank shows I've finished twenty missions." She smiled with pride. "That's something, right?" Jana gulped. "How... how did that happen?" She needs that too! "My Ai has that cheat for me. Every system has their own cheat for their users. Each system is different from another. No one has the same." "What?!" Jana's mouth formed an 'o'. "Your system can make you..." "Advance plus 1 with each level. That means I will be out of this game soon! After finishing all its requirements."

Whatever Summer could think of, he had already considered it. "Keith will not know about it. I'll knock over his cocktail, and then he will give you zero points." James indeed had everything calculated. He was cooperating with both Bradly and Zach. So, even without Keith's point, Summer could still obtain six points. What about other participants? James planned to give all of them zero points. So, even if someone wanted to accuse Summer of cheating, there wouldn't be any evidence. The reason was that only James, Bradly, and Zach would be the only ones who had tasted Summer's cocktail. They all agreed that it was excellent and that the cocktail made by the other participants paled in comparis

"When I heard that Mable wanted to break up with me, I couldn't accept it in that moment, and I lost control of my emotions. That's why I…" He paused before continuing with difficulty, "I did something so unforgivable to you. It's all my fault. You can hit me or yell at me—I deserve it." On his face was the picture of sincere remorse, but inside, he was thinking, "How troublesome. It was just one night, so why is she looking like she's about to burst into tears? Although… she wasn't half bad." A surge of anger rose in me. As expected, they were all cut from the same cloth! My younger sister, Mable Munroe, faked her illness to scam money, and her boyfriend, Kyle, faked being poor and disabled

The three of them leaned in for a quick discussion. Afterward, Hayley said, "You can join the league. But if your base doesn't contribute, you still won't get any supplies." Alex looked at her. "What counts as a contribution?" "One weapons depot location is worth 1,000 points. Beyond that, any major research achievements your base submits and gets approved here can also earn points. Otherwise, once your points are used up, you'll have no contribution." Hayley used a points system to keep him in check.

"Quinn, we broke up a long time ago. And if anyone here knows what cheating looks like, it's you." I wasn't trying to spare her dignity. Quinn's face turned scarlet as her pretense cracked in front of her "rival." She tried to recover by stumbling over her words. "It's not like that, Mateo. Chad and I are just friends, okay? You've got it all wrong." "Friends?" I scoffed. "Do friends sleep in the same bed? Do friends kiss? Do you think I'm stupid, Quinn?" Layla's hands clenched into fists at her sides. Her knuckles were white.

Although there were a hundred million storage rings, it took only a few seconds for them to be fully refined and converted into grace points by the altar. As the pale flames disappeared, Wilbur took a deep breath and turned to look at the light screen. The screen displayed a total of 98,000,056 grace points. This time, he received 98 million grace points. Wilbur was utterly stunned. Although it was not the full hundred million points, 98 million was still an enormous amount, leaving Wilbur momentarily breathless. However, remembering the events of the past, Wilbur's heart sank. He clenched his fists, forcing himself to suppress his excitement and joy, and focused his attention on the options

In an instant, the livestream and the room were flooded with voices cursing me. The barrage of comments on the screen blurred in front of my eyes. Even without reading carefully, I could tell they were filled with harsh insults. The more they cursed me, the more pleased Zoey seemed to become, her smile growing wider with every word. "Who gets infected with so many STDs? I don't think I need to explain that. You're trying to shift the blame onto me just to distract everyone, aren't you?" Zoey perfectly played the role of the victim, her expression one of such distress that both the people in the restaurant and the livestream viewers couldn't help but feel sorry for her.

Grateful, she wanted to express her appreciation, but her shyness held her back. Gently, Emberlyn placed her hand over the 10 skill points, savoring the significance of this milestone. She selected two of the spinning icons, symbolizing the skill points, and allocated them to her healing and regeneration attributes. Instantly, she witnessed the transformation as her attribute points surged from 26 to 36. Converting skill points into attributes exponentially increased their value, making those two skill points equivalent to 10 attribute points.

Why isn't it stopping this? The System stayed silent. Of course it did. In a game like this, nobody cared if a side character lived or died. I was just an NPC. An obstacle in the leads' romance. A disposable villain there to make the male lead look better. But the pain was real. Way too real. "Still not talking?" Heidi pressed down harder. I heard skin split, then felt another rush of warmth spill out. Black spots flickered across my vision like static from an old TV.