There's definitely something wrong with this murder mystery game

Tao Tao lay on the hospital bed, her eyes open calmly gazing at the ceiling. Having been a patient with agitated depression for the fifth cycle, she had learned to control her emotions well—for she had become resigned to her fate.

She understood that escaping was futile.

Even if the game clock was counting down, the chaotic and looping time of the hospital never ceased; she had just managed to escape the hospital not long ago.

In the blink of an eye, she was back in Ward No. 8.

The world seemed to twist before her eyes.

The air mixed with disinfectant and gunpowder twisted into two intertwining wavy lines. The ceiling, which was originally flat, became undulating foam. The eerie cool tones lingered everywhere, and darkness obscured her blurred vision.

Everything around her seemed to be gradually distorting.

And in this crazy world, what could a frail girl do?

She could lie quietly.

Tao Tao no longer cared, she didn\'t even want to move anymore. Her gaze was fixed tightly on the countdown timer on the game panel—ten minutes.

Only ten minutes left, she had decided to use the "Instant Thousand Mile Teleportation" talisman at the very last second!

As for everything else, let it be. She was just a vulnerable new gamer, a fragile girl. What else could she do?

Tao Tao looked at the ceiling and let out a deep sigh. She pulled up the blanket, covered herself, and rested.

However, it wasn\'t long after she closed her eyes in the dead silence, the door of the ward was quietly opened.

Sensing the slight noise, Tao Tao abruptly opened her eyes and saw a frail girl standing by the bed, wearing a gray-blue striped patient suit, her face was expressionless, but her eyes were wide open.

In this bizarrely twisted world of space and color, even a girl who initially looked somewhat normal had become incredibly distorted.

Tao Tao: "..."

How did Number Six find her way here?

Did the other party still remember her after time reset?

But the appearance was so eerie that her last bit of stubbornness kept her from screaming like a girl.

With only ten minutes left, let\'s not have any more scares.

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In the dimly lit corridor.

The smoke was like a thin veil drifting there, reflecting strange colors through the hazy air. Xu Shuo glanced at the long corridor, then pushed open the fire door.

A wave of heat hit him. It made his white coat flutter noisily, and even his hair began to curl.

Xu Shuo raised his hand to brush the hair on his forehead and looked forward. The scorching flames spread from the third floor downwards, and in the stairway between the second and the ground floors, a boy stood there, looking at him with a ghostly gaze.

"Doctor Chu, congratulations on finding me. That was quick~" Luo Kun\'s lips curled up with a strange smile.

"Was there any suspense?" Xu Shuo said indifferently.

As a patient trapped in The Fifth Hospital, his range of movement was limited, unless the guy deliberately ran around after the reset of the time point.

But obviously, the other party was waiting for him.

"Doctor Chu, it seems that this play has reached its final moments, but you don\'t seem very happy?" Luo Kun tilted his head, his face full of curiosity, then suddenly laughed, spreading his arms: "What do you have to worry about? The world is in complete chaos now! It\'s impossible to return to the way it was!"

"Hey, don\'t suppress the desires in your heart anymore, Doctor Chu. I know what you want the most!"

He grinned, his expression wild and manic: "We are the same, just waiting for the right day. Even the most rational person can become mad, and that is the distance between this world and me, the distance between you and me—"

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He was like a crazed cultist, more like a demon lurking in the darkness, beguiling and luring those trapped in the mire into an even deeper Abyss.

Xu Shuo looked at him calmly for a while, his gaze profound, and did not respond to Luo Kun\'s incessant babbling, his fingertips gently grazing the smooth blade of the fruit knife.

Then, he got up and walked over, asking casually, "Luo Kun, how many times have I killed you?"

Upon hearing this, Luo Kun actually considered the question seriously before breaking into a grin, "I don\'t know, lots and lots of times I guess."

He spoke as if it wasn\'t himself he was talking about being killed.

Afterward, Luo Kun\'s expression changed again, and he looked at him deeply, saying, "However, it\'s the first time someone like Doctor Chu remembers so clearly that they can\'t kill me. Could it be related to those who pretend to be something they\'re not?"

Xu Shuo watched him without a change in expression, lifting the dagger in his hand.

Then, as the expression on Luo Kun\'s face became more and more distorted, his mouth weirdly stretching into a smile, and his gaze gradually heating up, Xu Shuo took out a bottle of pills from his pocket with his other hand and immediately used the fruit knife to pry off the cap.

"I haven\'t taken this medicine yet," Xu Shuo said, pouring out two pills and handing them to him.

"..."

Seeing that he made no movement for a long while, Xu Shuo\'s expression quickly turned cold; he looked at him expressionlessly and said in a low voice, "Good children should take their medicine quickly."

Luo Kun: "..."

Xu Shuo watched him closely with indifference, watching as Luo Kun slowly took the pills and then slowly prepared to put them into his mouth—

"My hero!"

The nurse suddenly ran down from upstairs.

Wasn\'t she just being chased by a janitor?

The nurse was holding a gun, her white dress stained with blood. Although she still had a gloomy face, her eyes were filled with worship and fervor when she looked at Luo Kun.

Xu Shuo realized that her intention to kill him seemed to have lessened a bit, probably because the game was counting down, so whether or not to deal with Doctor Chen didn\'t really matter anymore?

However, The Fifth Hospital had not been blown up yet; it seemed everyone was waiting for the last moment.

The nurse rushed to Luo Kun, looked at him anxiously as he put the pills into his mouth, and said, "My hero, this man will harm you! Don\'t trust this guy!"

While speaking, the nurse turned her head to look at Xu Shuo beside her, hatred and malevolence undisguised in her eyes, her fingertips trembling slightly as they gripped the gun.

Xu Shuo also did not hide the knife in his hand, his lips curling into a nearly imperceptible smile as he watched the nurse.

Luo Kun\'s gaze became slightly dimmer, "You\'ve come to the wrong place, the stage for your performance is not here."

The nurse was taken aback, and before she could react, the space around her warped, the initially cold blue hues of her vision becoming more bizarre and aberrant, a heavy, oppressive aura descending upon the hospital.

The timeline changed once more, and both Luo Kun and the doctor vanished from sight.

In the dark, lightless corridor, the flames flickered within several abandoned wards, thick smoke clouding her vision.

And at the end of the corridor, a person in a blue uniform, head drooping slightly, looked up, blood dripping slowly from the arm holding an axe.

It was the janitor she had only just managed to escape from!

The nurse couldn\'t help but grip her hand tighter, only to find that she no longer had the gun in her hand.

She was now at another point in time.

"Damn it!"

The nurse couldn\'t help but curse under her breath. Luo Kun, that madman, was truly troublesome to deal with, willingly sending his loyal believers straight to the enemy without hesitation—she hadn\'t even provoked him, had she?

If it wasn\'t for the fact that she could earn double the performance points from him, she wouldn\'t have gone looking for trouble!

The nurse took a deep breath and glanced at the countdown timer on the system panel: ten minutes.

The endgame was set within these last ten minutes.

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