There's definitely something wrong with this murder mystery game Chapter 961: 776: Script Space Has Upgraded Again

Chapter 961: Chapter 776: Script Space Has Upgraded Again

The little girl seen here was even clearer than the one Luo Kai had spotted in the alley earlier.

She wore a light cyan short shirt, though the color wasn’t the enigmatic dark cyan from before. Instead, it was a faded pale cyan, exuding an ancient, rustic feel.

The double buns atop her head seed as though they’d been tied once and never undone or retied, giving them a bit of a ssy appearance.

There were smudges on her face, resembling dirt stains.

If it weren’t for those eerily pure black pupils.

She might have looked like just a slightly adorable, pitifully innocent, ordinary little girl.

What a pity.

The truth is, she was a monster.

When Luo Kai entered the house.

He glanced at the little girl.

Then turned to look at the wall beside her.

The Abyss Rift…

Although it appeared to be rely a nascent fissure, it didn’t take a genius to figure out that the entire pollution of Peach Blossom Street had originated from here, spilling outward.

As for the original hoowner.

They had likely long since beco a monster, their whereabouts unknown.

Since Luo Kai wasn’t clear on the identity of this Abyss Creature in the shape of a little girl, nor was he certain if she truly was one of those high-level Abyss Fiends.

Both sides remained frozen in a tense standoff.

Luo Kai’s body was enveloped in flas to repel the darkness, while the Patterned Han Sword instinctively guarded his surroundings, warding off nearby monsters—not needing conscious control, as it had long been imbued with enough vitality to act on pure instinct.

After both sides stayed locked in stalemate for a while.

The little girl blinked and said, “Big brother, why don’t you co over?”

Luo Kai: “…”

What the hell? With this kind of glaring danger, you expect to co over?!

Seeing that he still made no move, the little girl lightly placed her hand on the edges of the Abyss Rift. Soon, a thick, dark aura undulated across her arm.

On that slender arm, black mbranous bubbles began to swell, densely packed like grotesque, oversized goosebumps. Just looking at it sent shivers crawling up one’s skin.

Luo Kai had no idea what she intended to do, but every nerve in his body went on high alert.

Yet quickly enough.

The inflated bubbles subsided once more.

The little girl’s arm returned to normal.

Only her aura grew more sinister and strange.

“Big brother, look, I’m still normal~”

As she said this in a cheerful, lodic tone, she stretched out her hand in Luo Kai’s direction and waved, then spun in place with arms outstretched like she was showing herself off.

When she finished spinning, the little girl looked at him expectantly.

Luo Kai: “…”

But that scene, oddly enough, gave Luo Kai a sudden clarity.

It was as though she had noticed his apprehension and the specific source of it. So this little monster deliberately displayed her “normal” appearance for him to see.

But Luo Kai wanted to say—

That only goes to show how much more dangerous you are.

A monster beyond an Abyss Demon.

In the Script Space, such entities were called “Evil Fiends.”

Unlike ordinary Abyss Creatures, Evil Fiends did not act purely on chaotic instinct. Instead, they had a conscious awareness in their destruction and mischief. They even knew they were monsters, distinct from any life form native to these worlds.

However, they themselves might not fully understand why they were driven to wreck the world—only that they must, and they did so.

Just as so deities might instinctively protect their Believers and grant them strength.

Thus, “Evil Fiend” carried another aning:

A Fierce God.

But certain Believers faction players in the Script Space thought calling such entities “gods” was an insult to the divine.

So a compromise was reached.

A demon of calamity?

This naming convention had been coined by the Star Guild.

…

In any case, a monster like this little girl, possessing self-awareness, undoubtedly fell into the “Evil Fiend” category. Therefore, instead of relaxing, Luo Kai beca more vigilant than ever.

The little girl pouted in dismay. “Why are you like this? I’ve already shown my goodwill.”

Luo Kai fixed her with a steady gaze. “So what’s your purpose in showing goodwill?”

“Didn’t you just ask earlier if I was looking for soone? So why don’t we go to a safer place to talk about it?” The little girl stuck out her lower lip petulantly.

“A safer… place?” Luo Kai’s mouth twitched.

“Of course! You look like you’re ready to cut down at any mont. Naturally, I can’t just stand here chit-chatting with you—you’re too dangerous.” The little girl spoke with a matter-of-fact expression.

“…” Luo Kai was montarily speechless.

A safer place.

A place that would be safe—for her, as well.

Now that, he couldn’t argue with.

This perfectly encapsulated why Script Space players feared “Evil Fiends.” Monsters like these, having gained a self-preserving instinct to seek fortune and avoid doom, no longer blindly charged to their deaths on pure reflex.

The little girl continued, “Well, if you don’t want to co over, that’s fine. Just ans we have to shout across the room.”

Her voice was sweet and soft, yet when raised even slightly, it had a piercing, crystalline quality.

“Then state your purpose.” Luo Kai settled to sit on the windowsill for now.

“I didn’t co to this place on my own; I just suddenly felt like sothing familiar was here. I touched it, and then I was transported straight over.” The little girl pointed at the Abyss Rift as she explained, her tone marked by innocence.

“Wait, does that an you’re…”

Luo Kai squinted at her with a peculiar expression. “The Green-Faced Fangs of Qingliu Village?”

Yet the mont she heard those words, the little girl simply looked bewildered. “What Green-Faced Fangs?”

Luo Kai: “…Are you from Qingliu Village?”

This ti, the little girl nodded.

“What’s your na?”

“Qing.”

“Do you transform into a monster at night?”

“I’m not a monster!”

“Then don’t you think your current appearance is strange? I an, look—you clearly stand out.”