There's definitely something wrong with this murder mystery game-Chapter 730 - 625: Emotions Not Belonging to Oneself
Chapter 730 -625: Emotions Not Belonging to Oneself
Actually, Xu Shuo really had no intention of being reckless.
He suddenly grinded so many instances just because he felt that since he had given up work to rest and play, not taking the opportunity to grind more would make him feel like he had wasted the day.
He had formally promised Hong Rao before that he would wait for her to arrange the Level 3 assessment.
And he would certainly keep his word.
Xu Shuo sat on the sofa in his personal space, rubbing his forehead slightly while scrolling through his edited script performances, watching them at double speed one by one.
For those in the Script World who played too wildly, he would directly blacklist them.
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For the more ordinary ones, he wouldn’t bother with them.
After watching for most of the day and yawning, Xu Shuo made sure there were no issues with the performances, commended the editors in his mind, and exited the Script Space.
Entering the Script World consecutively did indeed consume a large amount of spiritual power, and even though there was a system-given “Psychic Power Boost of 10” after every game, it was still a bit overwhelming.
Now Xu Shuo’s spiritual power could be considered a bug among Level 2 players; even he felt tired. It was no wonder that newcomers to the Script World were forced to rest for twenty-four hours on their first entry.
He felt that he needed to rest now.
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Opening his eyes in the real world, Xu Shuo first picked up the phone beside him to take a look.
It was already past noon.
But he didn’t plan to get up and make lunch, since Xu Xi was also eating in the studio today, and he felt he didn’t need to eat right now, so he wouldn’t eat for the time being.
Xu Shuo turned over in bed and closed his eyes to sleep smoothly.
The Black Cat walked over from the side, curiously looked around him, then lay down next to the pillow and closed its eyes.
Although the Bride did not need to sleep.
She didn’t have states of fatigue or sleepiness, only the weakness after Resentment Energy consumption or death, so sleeping was purely a form of rest and emptying one’s mind.
Xu Shuo was genuinely tired, so he fell asleep quickly.
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He rarely had a dream.
In the dream, Doctor Chu, dressed in a blood-stained white coat, walked along the silent hospital corridor.
The hospital was deserted, the atmosphere sinister, and the lighting faintly tinted with a dark green hue.
Just then, a door to a patient’s room ahead opened.
A youth with a face barely concealing madness peeked out from behind the door, his eyes full of frenzy fixating on him as he said, “Doctor Chu, I have found you again.”
Whoosh—
Xu Shuo was suddenly startled awake.
Before waking, Doctor Chu, also frightened, dropped his fruit knife. However, that moment, the entire world was suddenly overwhelmed by a bloody color filled with destruction and death.
The youth’s cackling laughter still echoed in his ears.
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The young man exhaled and was about to wipe away the cold sweat.
However, when he raised his hand, he found a photo in his grasp.
The photo was of a smiling young girl, seemingly young, radiating the vigor of youth, standing at the entrance of her high school taking a graduation picture.
Is this… Zhang Ya?
The young man lifted his head and found himself in a cluttered old residential house with no lights turned on, the dim room filled with the scent of cheap beer.
The faint glow emitted from the computer screen on the desk.
On the screen, there was a large mountain forest villa.
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The next moment, a sudden wave of dizziness hit him.
The small room reeking of alcohol vanished, and in front of him was a dance studio with three large mirrors on the walls.
A girl with graceful posture was posing in front of the mirrors, her ballet costume outlining her figure well. Although not tall, her legs were long and slender, standing tall and slim.
Looking at her reflection in the mirrors, she faltered, then relaxed her extended posture and turned to look behind her.
Behind her, a girl with a dark, fierce expression was glaring at her.
As she looked over, the girl suddenly let out an angry scream. From the shadows on the floor, countless tentacles burst out, instantly entwining around her body, tightly constricting her fragile and slender neck.
Her breathing grew weaker and weaker until, at last, the girl’s vision plunged into darkness.
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When he opened his eyes again, he was faced with an endless field.
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In the field stood a sculpture of Green-Faced Fangs.
The young man watched expressionlessly, observing the scene before him without any movement, until chattering villagers finished their work and passed by him, followed by a small figure appearing behind them.
The little girl picked up melon seedlings from the ground to eat, and when she saw the young man standing by the roadside, she excitedly ran toward him with arms wide open, seemingly wanting to be hugged.
But the young man still made no movement, only silently watching her.
As night fell, the village was enveloped in darkness.
The cute little girl who had asked for a hug during the day suddenly transformed into a monster with a gaping maw, biting down at him!
Xu Shuo: Darn.
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Before his eyes was a dim and heavy darkness.
Footsteps echoed overhead, while melodious piano music came from across the wall on his right; the footsteps kept time with the rhythm of the music as if dancing.
But next door, the suppressed sounds of an argument between the master and mistress could be heard, seemingly engaged in a dispute over romantic issues.
In the darkness, the girl quietly listened to it all, her fingers caressing the cane resting beside her.
“Little sister…”
Suddenly, a slimy touch came from behind, a hand caressing the back of her neck and moving around to the front, fingers gently dancing over her pulsing vein.
“You smell so good, may I have a bite?”
Without any expression, the girl picked up her cane and stabbed it backward.
As the cane was grabbed by the person behind, Xu Shuo quickly let go and turned, delivering a forceful kick at the dancer, while simultaneously materializing a blood-stained axe in his hand!
The frail-looking girl swung the axe down fiercely!
“Sister, why the double standard!” the dancer shouted in frustration, and swiftly retreated into the wall.
Double standard?
Xu Shuo suddenly broke into a grin, so broad it almost seemed ferocious, then waved the axe and stepped through the void to pursue!
This was his dream, he could do whatever he wished!
Before the dancer could react, he was cut by the axe and turned into dissipating black mist.
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The real world.
Peace Street apartments.
Los’s figure suddenly appeared in a room, instantly alerting the bride, and Black Cat’s tail puffed up as it stared at him.
Glancing at Black Cat, Los then turned away his gaze.
He looked at the young man sleeping on the bed with a slight frown, and took out a small cactus from his hand.
The next moment, different colored auras emerged from the void and were absorbed by the cactus, making it extraordinarily lush, and the emotions swirling around Xu Shuo slowly calmed down.
“Meow meow meow meow meow?!”
The bride eyed him suspiciously.
Los spoke indifferently, “These excess emotions will affect his Spiritual Sense and need to be removed.”
Those emotions all originated from the Character Cards.
Unlike the Character Cards obtained by ordinary players which were just regular props, the Character Cards that Xu Shuo got often took with them even the fragmented character consciousness from the Subspace.
Different consciousnesses produce different emotions, but these emotions did not originate from him. Although they were harmonious, they were never truly his own emotions.
Los would not allow other emotions to contaminate him.
And the reason for this phenomenon was due to Xu Shuo’s own characteristics.
In fact, some props and Character Cards not made by the Fifth Palace were actually derived by Xu Shuo himself.
This was the biggest BUG about him.
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