Starved Game Novels & Stories

She said frankly "Okay ma"I replied bowing my head "Laura"I heard Selena voice from the living room "Go service her"Mrs philip Commanded "Okay ma"... I went downstairs to the living room "What is ready to eat"She asked "Bacon and Egg"I replied "Any other thing?...Mr Phillips maduka Added "Chicken Nuteggs and Fries"I replied "Serve the Chicken Nutegg"Selena ordered "Have you taken anything for dinner"Mr philip asked "I will get some Bacon to my room...I replied

[We’re only programmed to give you task and this system data storage needed to be upgrade completely before you can access forbidden files. “Petty.” Stanley only spat out a word in disdain. “Fine. Just tell me which location this area is located on the world’s map” [Scanning world map…. [Location found! This place is on the very city of the Lunur Kingdom!] “See, you can actually do it if you try. Stupid screen.” Stanley rolled his eyes as he stared on the system panel. System: “…”

CHAPTER 68 THIRD-PERSON POV The game finally started, Ren's group which is the XIX Tier moved their way to clear the minions on their respective lanes. Starting of the game may be bored to others but that is how the players fatten up. All of their farm and try not to can't as much as possible before getting at least an item. Ashley was so focused on watching trying to make some notes on the said gameplay. She was expecting that jerk's performance was hype just like what the articles say about him.

We reached the restaurant in a short amount of time and I saw a lot of known personalities on the island. “I’ll have the salad,” I told the waiter and smiled at him. He was about to write it when Tobi spoke. “No, she’ll have the soup and the meat combo. I’ll have the same, thank you.” Tobi said to the waiter. The waiter nodded at left. “Why can’t I have the salad?” I asked, “You’re pregnant, you need to have the full nutrition in your body.” He said then fiddled with his phone. I sulked.

She brushed her hand over her cheek, and after a brief pause, she started talking about what she had gone through over the past year. “After the company dissolved, I went into debt paying for liquidated damages. You know my family’s situation. My parents are biased, and all their money is for my brother. My creditors kept asking me to pay up, and because of them, I couldn’t hold any job for long. I could only go abroad…” Her voice was soft, and she looked at me sadly, hoping that she could see even a trace of pity on my face. “What does that have to do with me?” I walked past her coolly, but in the next second, she grabbed my arm.

* *"Killian has completely lost it. Anyone who goes in now is just feeding the meat grinder." I didn't cry. My tears had run dry long ago. I took the phones of all my dead relatives and pooled their remaining points into my account. A total of 90 points. I looked at the items in the System Store: [Peerless Beauty]? Useless. [Infinite Wealth]? Useless. [Invincible Strength]? Also useless. As long as you are an "Outsider," as long as you are there to "conquer" him, you are his enemy.

“What the hell is this place?” Before he could answer, we were interrupted by a loud static from an overhead speaker. “Welcome to THE Survival Game!” a distorted voice announced. “Congratulations, you are all dead! But because hell is currently in recycle mode due to the greenhouse effect, you’re being sent to dead worlds as entertainment!” I blinked. “I’m sorry, what?” The voice kept going: “Please provide the fanciest death you can. Or fanciest kills if you have what it takes to be a predator. The audience loves those.”

Any means necessary. Those words keep echoing in my mind like a curse. This is no longer just a game about finding the way out. The government has deliberately turned this place into a slaughterhouse. They want us—fellow Strains—to massacre one another. All for the chance to claim shelter while waiting for the gate to open. With only five shelters available, that means only twenty-five people can survive safely. Everyone else out there will be left to starve, be devoured by predators, or be killed by other teams.

Logan's POV Our plan is coming together and I am glad that it is coming together because we now know that they are going to pick them up at a warehouse where there is a catering business. We are doing our own catering. However, we do need servers, and we did contact a big company to bring their servers. However, I know that it is not from the catering company, and I know that the company that is in the industrial area is something that we will never use. I love to give smaller companies a chance to prove themselves to me, but those people are not people I will use because in the first place, the places where they are making the food are not very hygienic. Also, I do not believe that they wil

“We have never seen anything like it before. We assumed it was a glitch but now it seems that's what the game was meant to do.” Madriel walked in. “Having troubles?” I turned around slowly, my fist clenched to my sides. “They can't fix it.” “I know,” She looked at her nails like she was just seeing them. “It’s locked. The game has started.” “Make it stop.” “I don't make it stop. It would stop when it wants to. Except you plan to go in.” I ground my teeth and started walking out. Madriel held my hand firmly as I walked past her.