There's definitely something wrong with this murder mystery game

This guy is leveling up too fast!

Xu Shuo counted the number of Performed Scripts he was involved in, which was close to thirty, but Luo Kun had entered Script Space around the same time as him.

This might mean that aside from the first twenty-four hours when Luo Kun was forced to rest, he had been repeating the process of exiting and entering scripts the rest of the time!

Sheesh... I wish him an early death from overwork.

By this time, the five-person squad had finished forming.

Besides Cheng Can, the list included Yin Banqian, Pianning, and Wei Ya·Andre.

Following that, Hong Rao sent over a long list of cautions.

After forming a team and entering a script, they would be familiar with one another, experiencing a feeling of 'although looking somewhat unfamiliar, I feel like I know you.'

More importantly, the team list would show the distance between teammates.

Also, under normal circumstances, the names are golden when healthy, turn red when a teammate's health is low, and turn grey if dead, with no option to log off.

There's no chat function either.

The starting points would also vary based on each character's role, but uniquely, once teamed up, they would not be part of the enemy camp.

Furthermore, after entering the game, the system would automatically prioritize matching players who had also formed teams as the opposing faction, but if none were available, it would match with random players.

All in all, lone wolf players are rather pitiful.

Finding their own teammates would take a lot of effort, and they might even find the wrong ones.

This is yet another proof that Second-Generation Gamers have unfair advantages.

"Shuo, are you ready? They're about to enter the game over there," Hong Rao looked at the young man who was still daydreaming by her side and waved her hand in front of his eyes.

A refreshing fragrance wafted over, and Xu Shuo nodded at her.

The captain of this small team was "Pianning," which seemed to be a girl, and Xu Shuo hadn't had time to check her Performed Scripts yet.

After the captain entered the game, the rest of the team synchronized.

...

...

[You have entered the theater.]

[The script "Free Night" is about to begin.]

Xu Shuo opened his eyes, and he was sitting in a spacious room similar to an office, with a desk piled with books in front of him and bookshelves filled with books to the side. The room was practically made of books.

Then he noticed something on his face, and when he reached out to touch it, it was a pair of glasses. Read latest chapters on empire

After taking the glasses off, Xu Shuo's vision in front of him did not change in the slightest.

Oh, the glasses are fine, so they must just be decorative.

Xu Shuo put the glasses back on, but when his fingers touched a raised edge on the frame, a translucent screen suddenly opened up in front of him.

The screen displayed a 3D map with transparent buildings arranged in the air, and they were moving!

On the map, flying cars, pedestrians, or other moving objects were all in motion.

It seemed to be a real-time technological map.

Xu Shuo studied it for a while and, probing again, pressed the button on the frame, and the map folded away.

No wonder the rims of these glasses seemed a bit wide.

Subsequently, Xu Shuo searched his office, which was at least over two hundred square meters, and gathered the following information: he was at Huai'an Industrial University, and he was a history professor.

More importantly, Xu Shuo found many things in the office that he couldn't quite understand.

Whether on the desk or the walls, there were all sorts of strange buttons that clearly signified a level of technology far beyond his current era.

It was a background of the future world.

Xu Shuo noticed the blinds on the wall, and as soon as his finger touched them, the slats rippled with circles of flowing light.

He glanced left and right, found a nearby button, and pressed it. The blinds whisked open simultaneously, revealing the view outside without obstruction.

The outside was a normal campus scene.

Except, a skateboard suddenly flew across the sky at a high speed, trailing a red light, looking incredibly cool.

The young man zooming around campus on his flying skateboard whistled arrogantly at the security guard chasing behind him, then "smack" collided with an invisible wall.

Soon, he was apprehended by security and was escorted to the teacher's office.

Here, without any skills, you couldn't even think about skipping school.

In the past, students would skip classes by climbing over walls or digging tunnels, but now it involved a battle of wits with the school's security system.

The school was vast, and in the distance lay the bright and colorful crisscrossing highways, even farther away was a neon city, shrouded in thick fog, its contours barely visible.

Xu Shuo glanced for a moment before pulling the blinds down.

He opened the Player's Handbook, and the team list appeared in the upper right corner, showing four golden names, each followed by a distance.

[Pianning]266km.

[Cheng Can]23km.

[Yin Banqian]57km.

[Wei Ya·Andre]4.4km.

Wei Ya was the closest, and team leader Pianning seemed to be in some far-off place, looking especially distant.

Xu Shuo then immediately opened the holographic map on his glasses, zooming out to see a red dot representing himself on the 80th floor of the ninth office building.

Surrounding him were many office buildings, as well as comprehensive buildings, teaching buildings, student dorms, and various campus fields.

The school was very, very large.

Given this distance, Wei Ya should also be inside Huai'an Industrial University.

Xu Shuo looked at the class schedule displayed on the desk, then picked up the textbooks already prepared, stepped onto the transport skateboard parked at the door, and pushed the office door open.

In the hallway, the bright sunshine illuminated the walls.

But Xu Shuo did not feel much warmth under this sunlight, and—he couldn't help but look up at the sky above the school, where blue skies and white clouds lay under a disk radiating light from high above.

It was hard to tell if it was real or fake, maybe fake.

After all, the sky and the city in the distance were engulfed in a gray haze.

Xu Shuo pulled his gaze away and turned to enter the enclosed elevator, pressing the button for the first floor, and within ten seconds, he had arrived.

To be honest, Xu Shuo didn't feel a hint of vibration or a sense of descent, as if he had just been standing there for a while.

Quite the high-tech.

Downstairs, the scenery of the campus wasn't too different from reality, with the gray-white stone paths being smooth, green plants abundant on both sides of the roads, and even the sounds of insects and birds could be heard upon close listening.

Just then, an orange cat darted out from a grass plot, stretching and yawning leisurely in the sun.

Upon seeing the cat, Xu Shuo paused.

It wasn't a living thing.

Soon after, the cat seemed to notice Xu Shuo as well, got up, and trotted over, meowing and winding around his feet in a gesture asking for affection.

Xu Shuo stopped the board and then stepped off the vehicle, hovering twenty centimeters in the air, and bent down to pet the cat.

The touch was soft and furry; the cat was very well made.

At that moment, he heard some noise from behind, Xu Shuo turned his head and saw a red convertible emerging from the underground parking lot diagonally opposite the ninth office building.

As soon as the red convertible lifted into the air and noticed Xu Shuo, it lowered in altitude and drove over in his direction.

"Hey, Professor Li, off to teach a class now?"

The man in the car called out, waving his hand.

Xu Shuo took in the man with a silent nod.

The man laughed again and said, "Let me give you a lift then, so you don't get lost trying to find the lecture hall and miss the class.

His words carried a hint of teasing.

It seemed this wasn't the first time it had happened.

Xu Shuo kept a neutral expression, politely thanking him, and put away his personal transport board to graciously take a seat in the car. Inside, however, he was complaining—

From the looks of that office and how it was used, this didn't seem like a new teacher's work.

So… perhaps Professor Li was directionally challenged!