209: Chapter 209 New ID: Ashes Without a Trace

When the first Paper Doll in the guise of a dan actress entered back then, she was also wearing embroidered shoes.

Was this the scene my parents saw back then?

No, that's not right. Father only saw the embroidered shoes walking on the floor with a "clatter-clatter" sound, without any Paper Doll.

Chen Mo felt a headache coming on; in any case, his sixth sense told him something.

This Liaozhai Afterword dungeon had definitely been tampered with.

And the reason for his parents' death was certainly not being stabbed; they were absolutely killed by that treacherous villain using things within the dungeon!

[ Blooming Chrysanthemum: Teacher Jiyin is still as composed as ever, eating, drinking, and having fun just like she's back in her own home. ]

[ Supreme Fungus: Of course, that's because her Dao heart is very stable; she won't let changes in the environment affect her state of mind. ]

[ Cherry Maruko Calf: Jiyin! Go Jiyin! I'm a fence-sitter, but also a cutie who makes Xiao Wanzi... ]

[ Break Up With Math: However... why didn't Teacher Jiyin enter the dungeon in the very center? The one in the middle should be the hardest; if she doesn't go in, who will? ]

[ Lao Liu: Ashes Silent? This ID sounds a bit scary, damn. ]

[ Lao Liu: The ID Many Children Many Blessings is more down-to-earth. This ID gives me the feeling of a big shot. ]

[ I Am Not Mentally Ill: Damn? Such an arrogant ID? I want to see what he's capable of! ]

[ Sky Dumpling: By the way... have you all noticed a problem? ]

[ Sky Dumpling: I just watched Ashes Silent's clearance process, and why would the method to break the red candle be in the President of the Paranormal Club's dungeon? ]

[ Sky Dumpling: Wait?! ]

[ Sky Dumpling: The President of the Paranormal Club has come back to life! ]

[ Blooming Chrysanthemum: Is she a Trickster who fooled us all, or is she a Hypnotist who created a hallucination for us? ]

[ Dabian Superman: Fraud reaching the level of divinity; this is the power of a Trickster. Look at her! She's even fooling a zombie; she's feeding the zombie tomatoes right now. ]

[ Sky Dumpling: Ahem, let's not talk about that for now. In short... I noticed that this dungeon has changed, but I checked the recent modification logs and found no records of any tampering. ]

[ Mr. Rabbit: So... in other words, is it possible that the dungeon itself has evolved? ]

[ Sky Dumpling: That's possible. After all, current social AI technology has reached the level of self-evolution. You can ask the Vice Group Leader for details. ]

[ Vice Group Leader: That's right. Last time the Group Leader and I went to a meeting, although I was just in an observer's position, I did obtain some useful information. ]

[ Vice Group Leader: The big shots are indeed keeping pace with the times, trying to use AI to replace the positions of Thriller Game designers. After all, horror coins are limited, and it's common for our salaries to be unstable. ]

[ Vice Group Leader: If it's really being tested, low-dimensional dungeons are obviously a more cost-effective choice. ]

[ Vice Group Leader: But how did this Ashes Silent know? Does he have his own guild? ]

[ Helping Grandma Run Red Light: Holy crap?! That's the only possibility. ]

[ Helping Grandma Run Red Light: What if his guild grows big and strong and replaces us Administrators? ]

[ Helping Grandma Run Red Light: Weren't we just guys in a guild back then... ]

The line that Helping Grandma Run Red Light typed was suddenly erased just as it was halfway through.

Then he scratched his head, feeling as if he had forgotten something.

Looking at his chat history, he found that he hadn't typed a single word for a long time, so he quickly sent two periods to spam the group.

[ Disturbing the Moon: Too ugly! He's too ugly! Even if he were as smart as Many Children Many Blessings, I wouldn't like him! ]

[ Blooming Chrysanthemum: ... ]

Seeing the discussion in the Management Group... regarding the use of AI technology to enhance the playability of the Thriller Game.

Chen Mo's mouth twitched.

Even if AI is used, the architecture definitely remains unchanged.

It would maintain the rationality of the Thriller Game. Besides, the dungeon itself wouldn't know whether one has a guild or how many items one possesses.

It might only adjust the dungeon according to your strength after you take them out.

Therefore, this strange arrangement is definitely artificial.

No matter how awesome AI is, humans are still its creators.

Chen Mo firmly believed in his own view; he had entered this dungeon with a purpose, so his perspective was different from other players.

Carefully grabbing the red candle from the table, Chen Mo followed the path from the master's bedroom and walked toward the eldest miss's room to the side.

A gust of chilling wind suddenly blew, and Chen Mo quickly crouched on the ground.

He reached out to shield the flickering red candle.

After that cold wind slipped past his neck, Chen Mo slowly stood up and placed the candle on the table in the eldest miss's room.

He started searching for the diary.

However, the drawer was locked and couldn't be pulled open at all.

Using the Deans Axe didn't work either, because it could only open doors.

Chen Mo looked around but didn't find anything.

He just felt a chill on his back.

"Th-th-this!" Chen Mo hugged his arms and shivered from the cold.

He took out the twin fish bronze mirror and faced it toward himself.

Then, he saw that the scene behind him had completely changed.

The originally exquisitely carved wooden door should have been closed, but what he saw in the mirror at this moment was...

The door was open, and the courtyard outside had completely disappeared, replaced only by green—green that looked like a mosaic.

And above his head, it wasn't a flat ceiling.

It was chaos formed by countless twisted black lines, as if a pond had been stuffed full of black fish without any water inside.

A scene formed by countless black eels struggling and twisting inside.

"Is there a problem with the eldest miss's room?"

Suddenly, Chen Mo saw in the mirror that the door panel shut itself with a "bang."

And right behind that door.

There had actually been a woman standing there wearing a red bridal veil the whole time!

The other party turned into a ghostly shadow, arrived behind Chen Mo in an instant, and then reached out her arms to wrap tightly around Chen Mo's neck.

Her red lips parted slightly, exhaling a puff of cold air that struck Chen Mo's neck.

"Holy crap!"

Chen Mo took out the bone-scraping knife and stabbed it toward the forehead of the Second Miss of the Su family.

However, the bone-scraping knife had no effect at all; it simply passed through her forehead, creating ripples like a mirage.

Chen Mo knelt on one knee, breathing heavily.

"red candle! red candle!"

Chen Mo stepped toward the direction of the red candle.

He wanted to get close to the light source, but the heaviness on his back was growing stronger.

The Second Miss of the Su family opened her red lips, pulled down the clothes on Chen Mo's shoulder, and opened her mouth; her originally white and neat teeth suddenly transformed into fangs.

She wanted to leave a hickey on Chen Mo's neck.

There was no other way.

Chen Mo threw the Invisibility Cloak into the air, and at the same time he threw it, he also tossed out the truth or dare.

The coin spun in the air and landed in Chen Mo's pocket.

The beautiful figure riding on Chen Mo's shoulder suddenly stiffened and immediately stood up on the spot.

The red bridal veil slipped off her head for a moment, leaping into the air.

Finally revealing the face of the Second Miss of the Su family.

It was a pair of amorous peach blossom eyes, surrounded by a slight blush, with a gaze that seemed both intoxicated and sober.

"A rule-based item?!" Her face showed surprise.