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Chapter 13 : Ivy League Girls' School (13)

Pan Qing was slightly taken aback; many people might not have paid attention to their system interface after entering the game.


The Gods’ Live Stream was the most important reason they had come to the game. They participated in the game to be watched by the gods, but most players had no divine audience in their live streams.


The first-level dungeon's "idiot mode" was too dull, and these new players had not accumulated popularity like the old players. Why would any gods come to watch them?


The truly interesting games occurred at higher levels.


He approached Hui Yulian, leaning down slightly to whisper in her ear, just loud enough for her to hear.


“Don’t you understand? One of the reasons you’ve been exposed is that you want to show off, prove yourself, and please the god behind you. Isn’t that right?”


Hui Yulian’s pupils trembled, her lips quivering as she stared at him in disbelief.


From the beginning, when Xiao Huai mentioned the identity card, she had come to get to know him. Later, she actively handed him the student handbook, and finally, in the cafeteria, her first question was, “Do you have an identity?”


Or perhaps she subtly wanted everyone to doubt Xiao Huai, using her gaze to suggest that the new players should suspect him.


Her acting seemed very natural, but an ordinary person wouldn’t unknowingly set him up.


Unless she had been instructed to understand her own mission, to frame him as part of her directives, leading her to doubt whether Xiao Huai had an identity.


Xiao Huai straightened up and pointed at the monsters lurking outside the window. “What they want is you. But you may not even know why.”


He brought up the system interface, which displayed the basic rules of the horror game.


“1. All players must actively participate in the horror game. After each game ends, players will be granted standby time. If the time runs out, the system will execute a wipe.”


“2. Please enjoy your game time; if killed by another player, there’s a chance of becoming a vengeful spirit to curse the killer.”


...


There were many more rules, but Xiao Huai only highlighted the second one. “Sister, you’ve killed someone, and you’ve become unfortunate and cursed.”


After he said this, the corners of his brows lifted slightly, and for a moment, he seemed to see three shadowy figures appearing behind Hui Yulian.


These shadows bore a resemblance to the corpses in the photos.


However, the people around them seemed unable to see them.


The shadows flashed by, and he fixed his gaze on Hui Yulian, starting the question he initially wanted to ask: “So, Miss Werewolf, what exactly is your mission?”


Hui Yulian clenched her fists, biting her lower lip, panic flashing in her eyes. She averted her gaze toward the monsters.


As if in response to her, the monsters emitted low hisses from deep within their throats, causing her to frantically scramble into a corner.


At that moment, the monsters turned their heads.


They looked at her.


Previously, Hui Yulian had stood in the center of the crowd; it was impossible to tell who the monsters were staring at.


But now... they all knew. The monsters were indeed watching Hui Yulian.


Hui Yulian seemed to be triggered by something, covering her head with her hands, closing her eyes, and shouting, “It’s not me, I’m not!”


Xiao Huai coldly watched her. “At the beginning, you used the rules to kill people, which wouldn’t put you under a curse, but you were too impatient.”


If I were you, wouldn’t it be more fun to slowly toy with people’s hearts?


At that moment, a phrase flashed through Xiao Huai’s mind, causing him to pause, frowning slightly.


Uh, it seems that I used to be a psychological pervert.


Although his memories had not returned, occasionally, one or two thoughts would surface reflexively, and seeing corpses did not elicit any reaction.


Sometimes, Xiao Huai wondered what kind of person he used to be.


A thief, a conman, or a murderer?


He didn’t remember, but he was definitely not a good person.


Hui Yulian's breathing grew rapid; she covered her mouth tightly, tears streaming down her face. Then she looked up at Xiao Huai as if she had found a lifeline.


She crawled to his feet, wringing her hands, “I’ll tell you everything, I’ll tell you what my mission is! You can definitely save me, right?!”


Xiao Huai lowered his eyes, the moonlight illuminating his cheek, the straight bridge of his nose looking almost perfectly painted. He stood there like a star in the autumn night, distant and cold.


The entire process took less than five minutes, and everything changed. All the players dared not speak up; they never expected that Xiao Huai had actually found the traitor.


And now, the situation had flipped two levels.


Xiao Huai crouched down, placing his finger on his lips, making a gentle shushing sound.


Hui Yulian immediately shut her mouth, though she couldn’t help but let out a choked sob, tears falling in large droplets.


With crimson eyes fixed on Hui Yulian, he attempted to communicate with the person behind her through her gaze.


“Do you know who I am?”


After a long silence, he finally spoke.


Hui Yulian looked at Xiao Huai in confusion.


Who is he? Who could he be?


“You are… Xiao Huai.”


Xiao Huai smiled, shaking his head. “Yes and no. What I really want to know is what kind of person I was before.”


He released his hand, taking a gentle breath. The past was no longer important; what mattered was the future.


“Now, tell me what your mission is.”


As his voice fell, everyone focused intently on Hui Yulian.


After a moment of pause, Hui Yulian finally said, “My mission is… to create panic and cause more people to die in this game.”


Indeed, the Miss Werewolf.


“I truly did not intend to kill those people! I really…” She didn’t finish her sentence, or perhaps she couldn’t say it.


But Xiao Huai smiled as he answered for her: “She truly didn’t intend to, especially since she has a backer. If her backer wants to see her kill, offering tempting conditions, it would be hard to refuse.”


Everyone who understood grasped Xiao Huai’s meaning. Hui Yulian fell silent, her expression instantly pale.


Xiao Huai leaned in closer, whispering softly in her ear.


“No matter what, thank your backer for providing me with clues. I will make good use of them.”


At that moment, Xiao Huai’s system suddenly emitted a notification sound.


【Congratulations to player Xiao Huai for identifying the identity card player Hui Yulian, gaining a basic reward—Popularity +100】


【System traffic pool push in progress—】


【Successfully logged into the horror game novice area, District 39】


【Current divine audience: 3】


【You have a new message; please confirm—】


“Mad Hatter: You found my Miss Werewolf so quickly. I’m looking forward to your arrival at my afternoon tea.”


【God “Mad Hatter” has rewarded you with 66 survival coins. Friendly reminder: Survival coins can be used to purchase items in the system mall!】


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