There's definitely something wrong with this murder mystery game

That was the laughter of a child, as if coming from a faraway place, ethereal yet queer, hoarse and piercing, waxing and waning, now distant, now near.

Strange mutterings filled his ears, something trying to force its way into his brain, cold malevolence to the extreme!

The young man suddenly withdrew his fingers and quickly backed away, but in the narrow corridor he tripped over something and stumbled, falling back into the seats behind him.

"What's wrong with you?" Xu Shuo, standing beside him, asked with a look of surprise, leaning over with concern, "Are you feeling alright?"

"I... I..." The young man stared at him with wide eyes, his chest heaving violently, his breathing heavy, as if something were pressing on his chest and he couldn't breathe.

He fixed his gaze on the refined and cultured man in front of him, then, his befuddled gaze shifted past the man's shoulder, landing on the little girl with shoulder-length hair behind him.

Her image at that moment twisted and mutated in his eyes, as darkness like an incoming tide surged over him!

The entire world in his eyes underwent a radical transformation in an instant, a stench of decay wafting from somewhere, as the previously cheerful passengers turned strange and indifferent, the compartment oozing black liquid, the sunlight streaming in pallid and ashen.

The malicious laughter echoed in his ears, a swelling dull pain filled his brain, and a chilly shadow began to spread from his fingers, gradually enveloping his entire body.

The young man knew he had been contaminated!

In the midst of his muddled thoughts, he made a decisive choice!

[Congratulations to the players for completing over 50% of the main mission. This theater will end in ten minutes, please prepare accordingly.]

The system's announcement sounded in the minds of all players, and each of the five looked different.

The Male Salesman, stuck in the crowd outside and some distance from the middle seats, wore a bizarre expression. He hadn't expected anyone to actually turn in the first assignment so early.

And just now, someone had submitted the second task.

It directly triggered the system's over-half completion mechanism, meaning that there were only three total tasks this time, with the other task most likely on their opposing side.

So, this was a faction-based game!

These sorts of divided faction scripts are a race to see which side can scour and complete tasks faster, thereby eliminating the opposing faction!

In reality, the murderer only has to figure out how to remove suspicion and escape in the final vote to win, but in this game, the murderer actually has the right to eliminate the evidence-searching side!

At the end of the car, a young woman standing outside and looking over there heard the sound. After a slight surprise, she also tentatively submitted the first task.

Although she wasn't sure of her ranking yet, the task didn't show as failed, so the woman did indeed present an obvious flaw.

If that's the case, wasn't this level three evaluation script a bit too simple? Explore more adventures at empire

After all, the game countdown to the end had been triggered, and in ten minutes it would be equivalent to clearing the game. Although the second task wasn't completed yet, in a faction-based game, as long as the player's own faction wins, it's considered a clear, at worst, they just wouldn't receive the task reward at the end.

But... how could it be that simple?!

The young woman hugged her arms, feeling the malice emanating from Car 13 growing clearer and clearer.

The creature had awakened...

...

He gambled correctly!

The young man bit his tongue, and the taste of bloody iron spread in his mouth.

Hesitate, and you're defeated!

So he never hesitated.

Looking at the middle-aged man in front of him, still full of cordial concern, he conjured a dagger in his hand and unhesitatingly stabbed towards the other man's neck!

Ssshh—!

The sharp dagger sliced through the skin of his palm, and bright red blood dripped down between his fingers.

After the young man missed his strike, he intended to retreat quickly, but his dagger was tightly grasped by the other man's palm, and even his body became colder and more sluggish!

The surrounding passengers realized what happened and began to scream.

The incessant piercing screams resonated in his mind, making the young man feel as if his brain was about to burst. He struggled to keep his sanity and released the dagger, darting to the side.

Xu Shuo, with the other man's dagger blade in hand, paid no mind to his own cut palm, just looked over in confusion, "What are you doing?"

The young man: "..."

Still pretending at a time like this, what the hell are you playing at!

The female office worker who had been seated next to him had already swiftly left the area, pushing through the crowded people and retreating towards the back, accidentally bumping into the male salesman beside her.

The two exchanged a glance before looking away.

The young man was confronting the middle-aged man, but no one noticed that the little girl behind them, her expression was becoming more and more peculiar.

Passengers around them were frantically taking care of themselves. Women were hastily picking up their young sons and leaving their seats, and no one paid any attention to the little girl standing beside the black suitcase, whose smile was gradually widening, her mouth slit widening to her ears.

They were oblivious, as if they didn't notice a thing!

The young man covered his head, showing pain. Both knew that the other might have experienced something.

But their attention was on the little girl.

As if sensing their gaze, the little girl turned her head, her pitch-black pupils looking at them deeply.

It was at that moment that a barely discernible, eerie laugh echoed around them, sharp and grating, and an overpowering stench of decay began to spread.

However, other than them, the surrounding passengers still had no reaction to this at all.

The middle-aged man acted like just another passenger blending into the scene, completely unaware of the changes around him, still looking surprised and concerned for the young man across from him who appeared in pain.

But his still bleeding hand was already quite peculiar!

No, the situation was just too strange now!

The male salesman turned around, wanting to leave the carriage, and the female office worker had the same thought.

However, after only a few steps back, the crowded people and the luggage piled on the ground hindered them; they tried to go around, but found that the passengers in front of them were blocking the way like a thick human wall!

The expressions on the passengers' faces showed no abnormalities, but their movements effectively blocked any escape.

Looking around, there was also a dense crowd of passengers.

The middle of the carriage aisle was emptied, leaving only the four of them and the little girl by the window, who was beaming.

"Something's not right," the male salesman let out a long breath.

"No kidding," the female office worker pulled a wry smile.

The train rumbled forward, the scenery outside still mountains, rivers, and streams. The sunlight shone upon the water's surface, glittering and beautiful, exceptionally pleasant.

But inside the train felt like a different world from outside.

The male salesman remembered his "Extreme Evilness" divination result, took a deep breath, squeezed through the passengers next to him, and looked out the window.

The train was moving fast, with a mountain wall to the right and endless stretches of bushes and rivers to the left.

Actually, jumping off the train was feasible at this speed.

But the scenario scripted for them was this train; rashly leaving could cause them to hang around near the train, be blocked by an air wall, or worse, drop directly into another dimension—perhaps the Abyss.

Because the script would only extract a particular scene, not the entire world.

Regarding this, the pioneers who had braved trials had given profound experiences and lessons.

The male salesman's face was grim. As he was gazing out the window, he suddenly felt something was wrong with the wall in front of him. Quickly releasing his hand from the window, he saw a sticky, black, thick liquid on his hand.

Black was slowly seeping through the gaps in the carriage.

Signs of the Abyss's erosion!

The male salesman's eyes widened, and he swiftly moved away from the wall when a sudden thud came from behind. Turning around, he saw the female office worker kicking back the human wall blocking their way with a kick that glowed with a rainbow light.

The passengers' facial expressions became stiff and blank, black liquid oozing from their eyes, noses, and ears, their clothes and flesh quickly turning ragged, emanating a foul stench, merging with the nauseating odor in the carriage.

In an instant, all the passengers had transformed into terrifying, grotesque zombies. The malice was like a tsunami erupting suddenly, and in this narrow, crowded carriage, they were like rootless duckweeds!

To think, there were a hundred passengers in just one section!

The female office worker took off her restrictive business suit, tied up her loose hair, and sighed, "Ten minutes, huh."

This was the real challenge of the script!

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