Infinite Murder Mystery Game: The Beauty with a Delicate Palm

"I didn't quite understand, I'll just have to discuss it with Uncle Huang! I'll be going now, Su Mian, I'm worried he'll leave!"

As she spoke, she grabbed her crossbody bag and chased after him. She was walking so fast that her student ID fell out of the bag.

I guessed he had just finished his exams and then came to listen to the lecture, so Su Mian immediately grabbed her student ID and chased after him.

Huang Wenchuang was surrounded by a group of leaders, while other researchers from the Institute of Biology introduced their recent projects to some of the leaders.

The student activity center was packed with people. Huang Baien wasn't very tall, and he disappeared into the crowd.

Su Mian was in a real bind, juggling a group of leaders, volunteers, and researchers.

"Huang Baien!"

She pushed her way forward and accidentally stepped on the foot of a researcher in a white coat. The woman hissed and turned her face away.

"Feel sorry……"

She hurriedly apologized, squeezed through the crowd, and only then did she realize something was wrong. When she turned around sharply, the woman with the thin-rimmed glasses was gone.

At first glance, the face looked a bit like her psychologist, Dr. Ma.

But how could that be?

Dr. Ma is just a psychologist, how could he be involved with the biological research institute...?

"Sleepover!"

Huang Baien came running back, panting. "I just realized my student ID fell out. Were you calling me just now?"

Su Mian snapped out of her daze, "Oh, right."

She handed Huang Baien her student ID, saying, "Thank you, Su Mian! You're beautiful inside and out, truly deserving of the title 'Saintess'!!!"

He shouted this out loud; anyone who didn't know better would think he was having a fit of teenage angst. Several volunteers looked over with strange eyes, and Su Mian immediately covered his mouth, saying, "Are you trying to kill me?"

Huang Baien clasped his hands together, pleadingly staring at Su Mian, who then released him.

"I'm going to find Uncle Huang now. See you later, Su Mian!"

Su Mian waved goodbye to him, but still felt something was off. She kept looking back, and finally walked back to the dormitory in a daze.

As soon as I entered the room, I saw Qiao Yinuo sneaking into bed.

What are you doing?

Qiao Yinuo cried out in fright, looking at her with teary eyes, "I realized it's time..."

"When is it time?"

Su Mian looked puzzled, and Qiao Yinuo held up her phone to show her.

"I saw that a player has figured out the complete time cycle pattern. According to this time, we should probably leave soon."

Su Mian wanted to ask "Really?", but before the door was closed, a figure burst in. She retched, clutched her throat, and lay convulsing on the floor.

"Xu Shengsheng, what's wrong?!"

Qiao Yinuo quickly climbed off the bed. Su Mian tried to help her up, but her limbs felt like they were embedded in the ground, incredibly heavy.

"Ugh... I, I'm fine..."

"You're in this state and you're still saying you're okay! Hurry up and call..."

The voice abruptly stopped, and Su Mian knew something was wrong.

The two exchanged a glance, resignedly closed their eyes, and the falling phone hit Xu Shengsheng's hand, causing the video playing on the phone to automatically scroll down.

"Multiple people in Douchuan District have lost their senses and are behaving strangely, suspected to be an infection of a rare infectious disease. Is the theory of biological degeneration no longer a joke of the 21st century...?"

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The long table of the arbitration panel during the twelve hours

At midnight, he sat in the main seat, while at 1 AM, Chou Shi, who was badly injured, stood beside him. Chou Shi had broken ox horns and was still bleeding from the veins on his wrist. He frowned and remained silent.

Standing opposite the long table was Si Shi, who had put on his blank mask again and returned after finishing his work.

"You stubborn snake spirit, you've completely forgotten where you came from!"

At midnight, he slammed his fist on the table and stood up, gritting his teeth and pointing a trembling finger at the hour of the 9th, "We are a higher-dimensional species! How can we fight over a player from a lower dimension?"

Wei Shi scoffed, "Lord, he was originally a low-dimensional being himself. Isn't it normal for him to fall for a low-dimensional human?"

He remained silent at the hour of Si (9-11 AM).

Zi Shi shook his head. "We are all gods, only you... only you are" was just a figure to be included.

He didn't finish his sentence, afraid that he would be attacked indiscriminately by this madman like Chou Shi had been, but that's exactly what happened.

All the arbitrators of the twelve hours were originally gods of some world, but they could not find the incarnation of the snake god. So the chief god found a red-tailed python in a small world.

Yes, you heard right, it's not Jormungandr or Medusa, it's a large, non-venomous pet snake.

In order to mold him into a completely indifferent and even cruel arbitrator.

The supreme deity himself stripped him of his mercy and compassion, leaving only an empty shell capable of perfectly carrying out divine pronouncements.

Human bodies get hungry, and the gods took advantage of this, throwing him into all sorts of worlds and forcing him to eat the bones that were wrapped in kindness.

The path to godhood at the hour of Si (9-11 AM) is a long, arduous, and painful staircase strewn with thorns.

Unlike other beings born with divine status, he was a Gu King who crawled out of mountains of corpses and seas of blood from mortals.

He grew up as a human in those worlds, and later, as a snake, he devoured those who had once been with him.

Each chew carries fragments of memory.

The clothes the woman mended for him on a winter night, the words his companion taught him to recognize in the spring, the half-eaten cake the old man stuffed into his hand before he died—these warm, heart-beating things turned into the same salty, fishy taste between his teeth.

After the main god repeatedly told you that you are different from them, this little snake extinguished its long-collapsed emotional system that had nowhere to vent its frustrations, and became a god, and also a complete madman.

At first, Si Shi was like a mad, murderous maniac, so ruthless that he was pulled back for rectification, and only later did he begin to provide smiling service.

The journey here was too arduous... He no longer wants to remember it.

"I was indeed rash back then."

A woman's voice came from the other side of the floating platform, which was suspended in the sky. All the gods looked up and bowed their heads to welcome the arrival of the chief god.

A hint of surprise flashed in Zi Shi's eyes. The frequency of his visits was too high; something big was probably about to happen.

She was not like the gods people imagined, unlike Zeus, whose beard and hair surged like thunderclouds, whose naked upper body was wrapped in lightning, and whose throne was piled with eagle feathers and charred rocks.

Unlike Odin, whose one eye is hidden deep under his hood, with a spear resting on his shoulder and a raven perched on his shoulder cawing softly.

Unlike angels, who have six wings that blot out the sky, whose bodies are composed of light and flame, whose faces are covered by multiple rings and eyes, and who are forever suspended in the air.

Unlike the Buddha, who sits in a golden seat with a high ushnisha and lowered eyes, separated from the mortal world by a lotus pedestal and incense smoke.

She was just an ordinary-looking human being, even wearing a white coat and glasses, yet she was the supreme deity and the creator god.

Ma Youhui's eyes looked down at Si Shi, the god she had painstakingly cultivated from a low-intelligence species into a high-dimensional ruler, who was now making such an outrageous move.

But it's not exactly outrageous, since his ability to grow flesh and blood ultimately comes from that girl.