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Chapter 88 Ugly Mita
He seemed to want to say something more, but before he could finish speaking, a snake-like neck suddenly emerged from behind the door!

And on top of it is the head of a blue-haired girl.

It swiftly extended like a venomous snake, coiling around the player NPC's waist.

[No! No no no no no no!!!]
The player NPC let out a shrill scream, struggled desperately, and frantically clawed at the air with its hands.

[Help me! Help me!!!]
The long-necked monster suddenly shrank back, and the player NPC's body was instantly pulled back into the doorway.

boom--!
The door was tightly shut.

Then, a chilling tearing sound came from behind the door, accompanied by an extremely shrill scream.

Soon, the sound became indistinct and finally faded into silence.

The whimpering monster froze on the spot, its eyes wide open.

I was filled with fear and icy coldness, and I didn't dare to move an inch!
That tightly closed door, in her eyes at that moment, seemed like the entrance to hell; how could she dare to go forward and open it?

The barrage in the live broadcast room exploded instantly:
"What the hell! What the hell is that?!"

"A long-necked monster? And it has a girl's head on its head! Holy crap, how am I supposed to do that?!"

"Was that one who got caught up in that just now a member of the Unification Church? It seems so!"

"Looks like they're both dead. Amitabha, Hallelujah."

The whimpering monster swallowed hard and spoke in a tearful voice.

"My goodness, family, should we go through this door?"

"I feel like I can't go in; if I go in, I'll probably die inside."

Just then, with a creak, the door in front opened a crack.

The faint, dim yellow light shone through, making it look particularly eerie, as if it were waiting for her to enter.

She hesitated, her gaze unconsciously drifting towards the popularity data in the live stream.

She is currently number one on the list.

60+ views

Gift revenue of 8+ RMB.

This is the peak she has ever achieved since she started live streaming; she would never have dared to dream of it before.

For a mid-to-lower-level streamer to achieve these numbers is simply incredible, like her ancestors were emitting auspicious smoke! She's on the verge of taking off!
The opportunity is right in front of you. If you chicken out and lose popularity, it will be difficult to climb back up next time.

Therefore, we must maintain this no matter what, even if it means borrowing a ghost for help.

"To secure the top spot, to become a top streamer, for money, for..."

audience:?
"No, uh... In order to ensure that our family and fans enjoy the show, as the streamer, even if I know there are some potentially disturbing parts, I have to test the waters and clear out any potential pitfalls for everyone!"

"Alright, let's go!"

After saying that, Yingying Guai hurriedly ran towards the wooden door, trying to quickly divert everyone's attention.

"Family members, I'm going in now."

She kept talking, but her steps didn't stop.

Arriving at the door, I carefully pushed it open and cautiously went inside.

His eyes quickly scanned the scene inside the door, his body tense, ready to deal with any unexpected situation.

It was indeed a room similar to the Mita House, except that it made her feel cold all over.

The surroundings were dark, deathly silent, and oppressive.

Only a lone incandescent light bulb directly above the living room casts a pale beam of light.

It would also flash occasionally, as if it were at risk of going out at any moment.

The wall looked like it had been torn apart, with most of the material missing, revealing the grayish base color of the model underneath.

In some places, you can even see grid-like structural lines.

An indescribable sense of oppression filled the air.

The room felt unfinished and exuded an ominous aura.

At this moment, the whiny monster noticed that the ring on the protagonist's hand had lit up.

Looking up, I saw that the number on the ring had suddenly changed from 'v1.15' to 'v0.5'.

This is clearly a version number.

That means she's now at version 0.5.

Goodness, a version starting with 0, that must be incredibly low-level. I feel like something might pop out at any moment.

Just then, a very faint "click" came from the direction of the wooden door behind her, which was supposed to be the one she had come through.

The whimpering monster turned her head almost instinctively, and instantly, she felt her blood run cold.

Where was the simple wooden door she had just entered through?
It has long since become the kitchen door in Mita's Hut.

At that moment, the kitchen door was ajar, revealing a gap about one finger's width wide.

There was a figure standing inside!
It was clear that a girl in a white dress was staring intently at her with her blood-red pupils.

That gaze was devoid of any emotion, yet it was more chilling than any fierce look!
"Fuck!"

Without waiting for the whining monster's response.
Snapped--!
The door slammed shut from the inside with a dull thud, completely blocking the terrifying view. Startled, the whimpering monster retreated, her mouth agape, gasping for breath.

"Family members, did you all see that?"

"Was that the one behind the door just now the one Mita, the one with long hair who was described as wearing a white dress and being very scary?"

"Damn it. I'm really going to die now. Of all the bad luck, I had to run into this."

The little monster was on the verge of tears, her mind buzzing.

She even suspected that she had threatened someone's interests, that she had been set up by capital, to the point that someone warned her to be careful of something, and that thing actually happened. Whatever she was told to be careful of, that thing actually happened.

Now there's no way to escape; the door we came through has become the kitchen door.

She looked around; this 0.5 version of the haunted house was unfinished, rough, and malicious.

It's obvious that you need to accomplish something here, like solving a mystery or encountering something, in order to escape.

However, Yingyingguai glanced at the data and saw the still booming popularity and gift revenue, and finally gritted her teeth.

"Come on! Don't panic, I'm a cute girl, what storms haven't I seen?"

"It's just a game! It's all data, all fake! I'm as steady as a rock, not afraid at all!"

"If anything happens, as long as I run fast enough, I won't die. To bring my family the most thrilling experience, I'm willing to risk my life to accompany you and venture into this den of dragons and tigers!"

As she spoke, for the sake of the show's effect, she prepared to do something reckless by going to the kitchen.

However, as soon as she took a step, something unexpected happened!

The once clean wall suddenly oozed a large amount of blood, turning the originally white wall crimson.

Combined with the already dim environment, it instantly creates a creepy atmosphere.

"Holy shit."

Yingying swallowed nervously, forcing herself to look away from the blood.

"It's okay, it's okay, it's all special effects, special effects..."

She muttered to herself as she quickened her pace toward the slightly ajar kitchen door.

At this moment, she was prepared to scream in fright.

Then, gritting his teeth, he reached out and yanked open the kitchen door!

"Come on! Do me! I want to see what you've got..."

Before she could finish speaking, she froze.

The sight behind the door left her mind blank for a moment.

This was not the kitchen she had imagined at all, but a dimly lit, bloody slaughterhouse!
What chilled her to the bone even more was that thick iron hooks hung from the ceiling, and hanging on them were not pork, cattle, or sheep, but the corpses of players!

They came in all shapes and sizes; some had contorted limbs, while others had expressions of terror.

They were hung up like that, row upon row, column upon column, like livestock waiting to be processed.

The visual impact was simply too great, too bloody, and too horrifying.

The whimpering monster stood still, its pupils dilated, its mouth slightly open, but it couldn't make a sound.

The scene before us could be described as hell on earth.

"My God... how many players must have died?"

Yingying felt the atmosphere was extremely oppressive, but she still gritted her teeth and went in.

There were many corpses inside, both men and women.

The ground beneath my feet was sticky, clearly from congealed blood.

The whimpering monster felt extremely uncomfortable as it moved among the corpses, each step fraught with apprehension as it tried to avoid touching them.

But soon, he found the highlighted document on a corpse.

There was another note, and she quickly picked it up to read it.

—A note found on a corpse.

I think I'm going to die.
I stumbled upon the earliest version of Mita's Hut, and calling it a haunted house wouldn't be an exaggeration.
Haunting this place is a terrifying first-generation Mita.
Its clothes were different from the other Mitas; it wore a white dress. Its face was expressionless, and its skin was pale, like that of a cold, dead person.
It is said that its name is Ugly Mita, and anyone who sees it is forced to play a treasure hunt with it.

Unfortunately, I saw it.
It didn't kill me directly. Instead, it took me to a forest, toyed with me, and subjected me to a great deal of horror.
I can't escape.
I'm about to break down.
It's it, it's it, I heard it.
Footsteps. It's footsteps! It's coming! It's coming to find me!
The last few words on the note were written very hastily, as if the writer was driven to despair and panic at the last moment by overwhelming fear.

Just then, a faint yet incredibly clear sound of footsteps suddenly rang out.

Da da da--

It approached from a distance and stopped precisely a short distance behind.

The whimpering monster's hairs stood on end in an instant.

She turned around almost instinctively.

The next second, in the dim light, the head of a long-necked girl suddenly appeared right in front of her face, staring at her with lifeless, dead fish eyes.

Then, his mouth split open all the way to his ears, revealing a dense array of sharp, crisscrossing, pale white teeth inside his mouth.

The whining monster:
The air froze briefly, then...
"Holy shit!!!"

A deafening, piercing scream echoed through the live stream.

(End of this chapter)