There's definitely something wrong with this murder mystery game

The evening sun gradually dimmed, and the second-floor hall was lit with warm yellow light, simulating candle flames that flickered gently in the fireplace, casting elaborate patterns on the gloomy walls.

The music, light and curling, seemed to come from nowhere, with its volume at the brink of perceptibility, making one unconsciously listen and slowly calm down.

The medieval-style decoration, with its dark yet gentle hues, added layers of mystery and eeriness to the comfortable and cozy atmosphere.

After inspecting the three Scripted Murder Game rooms, Li Ziwen came out to see a girl who had finished her shift but was resting on the sofa, so he picked up a blanket nearby intending to cover her with it.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

However, just as he approached, the girl opened her eyes without warning and sat up abruptly!

Her eyes still held traces of fear, as if she had encountered something unpleasant in her dreams, gasping for breath like a drowning person.

"Are you okay?"

Li Ziwen set down the blanket and casually poured her a glass of water.

Ji Xiaoxia took it instinctively: "Thank you."

Perhaps it was the warm ambiance of the store that brought her back to her senses; Ji Xiaoxia slowly relaxed her tense body, leaning back against the soft sofa.

After taking a sip of water, she finally recovered and smiled apologetically at Li Ziwen next to her.

Glancing up at the antique clock on the wall, only a few minutes had passed in reality, but she had just endured a lengthy life-and-death crisis!

The final scene of the game had scared her so much that she ran straight out of the Script Space!

Ji Xiaoxia had realized that the script of "Green-Faced Fangs" was highly similar to the real-world "Kappa" script, but she hadn't really considered them to be one and the same.

She just kept her guard up.

Ji Xiaoxia was terrified of monsters, completely petrified!

Otherwise, she wouldn't have focused only on scripts that involved monsters, just to leave herself a mental hint.

This time, it was precisely because she had been vigilant and paid extra attention to the little girl in green that she quickly noticed something off about her!

If there were no easter eggs, who would believe that such an adorably naive and innocent little girl could be a monster?!

Unexpected, yet somehow it made sense.

The River God was once a deity of blessings, born from the villagers' prayers, its nature entirely dependent on the thoughts of those who worshipped it.

Just like the Green-Faced Fangs here.

But what Ji Xiaoxia couldn't understand was, what did she, an outsider, have to do with the local deity?

In the Script World, monsters needed specific rules to attack people; they could only act within those rules.

But the "Painter" had neither killed anyone nor was a villager of Qingliu Village, yet that little girl kept staring at her, turning into a monster by night and continuing to fixate on her.

Could painting also be a sin?!

Fortunately, the other party was just staring for the time being.

Ji Xiaoxia, under scrutiny, was extremely cautious the whole time, daring not to do anything that would disqualify her, even going out of her way during the day to please the normal little girl, just in hopes that the latter would spare her come nighttime.

But in fact, she was only spared on the first night.

The second night, the monster chased after her alone!!

After killing the villagers, the dark, sinister monster didn't hesitate to pounce on her!

Ji Xiaoxia ran for her life in terror, and then, under the shocked gazes of the other players, the monster broke the rule of area-constrained killing and chased her all the way from the village to the village entrance archway!

And beyond that point, neither of them could leave.

However, just as the monster's gaping maw was about to bite her, in the nick of time, the game countdown ended!

Ji Xiaoxia trembled, hugging herself.

Li Ziwen, who didn't know what she had dreamt about, didn't seek to know more, simply suggesting, "If you're too tired, go home and rest early. If you still feel unwell tomorrow, feel free to call me and take the day off."

Hearing this, Ji Xiaoxia quickly shook her head: "No, no, no, I'm fine, I'm already feeling better now!"

Li Ziwen nodded at her words and didn't say anything further, bidding farewell to the receptionist before leaving work.

Ji Xiaoxia breathed a sigh of relief, then her gaze abruptly turned to the reception desk.

Behind the counter was a bookcase wall extending to the ceiling, but instead of books, it was filled with the store's offline scripts.

During her free time at the front desk and after handing out flyers, Ji Xiaoxia would take them out to browse, familiarizing herself with nearly every script in the store.

Recalling the Script World she had just experienced, Ji Xiaoxia hurriedly walked to the counter and, under the puzzled look of another receptionist, accurately found the "Kappa" script from the bookcase categories.

"What's up?" asked the curious receptionist.

"No, nothing, I just suddenly couldn't remember the content of this script and it was bugging me," said Ji Xiaoxia, embarrassed.

"Haha, sometimes I get that way too."

The front desk needed a good understanding of the scripts available in the store to better recommend them to customers.

Ji Xiaoxia opened the box containing "Kappa" and took out all the scripts to look through one by one, the more she looked, the more frightened she felt.

Because it was just too similar!

It was only the background framework that had been changed, and the content of the story wasn't exactly the same—there was no difference.

Ji Xiaoxia closed the script, still somewhat dazed.

Indeed, working at a Scripted Murder Game store was useful.

Is this the irregularity of parallel worlds?!

If that short-haired girl dares to say one more bad word about her job in front of her, Ji Xiaoxia wouldn't get angry—she would just grab a script and throw it at her!

For constantly nagging and ruining my job—get lost!

…

…

Xu Shuo had no idea that a player had looked at the script he adapted and had memorized the plot directly in the game as if they were cheating.

He was now worried about his own problems.

After several days of taking shortcuts to catch up on scripts, Xu Shuo had been jumping between "normal" and "random" entries into the Script Space, and after collapsing two more scripts, he successfully reached the upgrade threshold.

In order not to bump into Luo Kun, who was still at level one, Xu Shuo had been grinding points through Luo Kai's scripts during this period and could finally step into the ranks of level two players, leaving that guy behind!

In his peep screen, Luo Kun had only completed nine scripts, and it should still take some time for him to level up.

He needed to widen the gap quickly, but...

"Originally, 'The Fifth Hospital' was actually a good level two assessment script," Hong Rao said dreamily.

"…" Xu Shuo.

Why bring up past issues now?

The collapse of that script wasn't his fault—it was Luo Kun who had Awakened.

But at this moment, Xu Shuo suddenly thought of something, his heart stirred, "Maybe this time I should enter the assessment script myself."

"No way!"

Hong Rao rejected the idea without even thinking.

She frowned and said, "I don't know what's gotten into the system, it keeps letting you fight at a higher level. Level two scripts are still manageable, as they are mostly Mutant Scripts and you're still within the protection phase for newbies. But level three is no joke!"

After all, Xu Shuo's first upgrade was by fighting a level two assessment script, and this time to reach level two, the crazy system would probably throw him into a level three assessment script directly!

That was also the reason the two of them had been picking a script for so long.

Xu Shuo, upon hearing this, looked down, and didn't argue with her on this, "Alright, then you arrange a suitable one."

Hong Rao breathed a sigh of relief, picking through the level two assessment scripts.

In the end, she pulled out a script with a medieval backdrop, saying, "Take a look at this script first, I will go and pick out some suitable support items for you."

"Okay."

Xu Shuo pulled over the panel and began reading the introduction of the script.

It was also a Mutant Script, but it involved religious powers which were more benign, with fewer dangers.

After Hong Rao pushed the relevant items to him, Xu Shuo quickly finished reading the strategy for the script and then opened the Player's Handbook, clicking to enter the game.

His spiritual being in the Script Space vanished, then, he appeared in that truly pitch-black space.

The system popped up a prompt.

Then Xu Shuo calmly clicked "Random."

In the Script Space.

Hong Rao, who received the notification: "???"

Damn! That cheeky brat!

…

[You have entered the theater.]

[The Scripted Murder Game project "Green-skin Train" will commence shortly, please prepare.]

Xu Shuo, having entered the Script World, frowned slightly and rubbed the sudden pain in his head. Then he looked up at the scene in front of him.

The bustling Green-skin Train.