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Chapter 91 Crazy Mita's Identity

Just then, the sound of creaking wooden floorboards being stepped on came from upstairs.

Crazy Mita seemed to be checking each room one by one, and the chainsaw would occasionally screech impatiently, like some kind of death knell.

Hearing the commotion, Akaishi also began searching for a way to save little Mita, planning to start in the kitchen.

He cautiously went upstairs and, taking advantage of the dim lighting, played hide-and-seek with Crazy Mita.

That was really exciting!

As Crazy Metta searched, she began to mutter to herself.

[Ah~ I know you're here, I can feel you, come out quickly, I'm your personal Mita~]
Why are you avoiding me? My feelings for you are so devoted~ You're the player I love the most out of all the players I've met~
Holy crap, thank you so much!

This love is too heavy for me to bear.

Right now, Brother Akaishi just wants to hide even more discreetly and doesn't want to get involved with her. When faced with a chainsaw, life is nothing.

At this moment, Crazy Metta's voice continued to come.

They all call me Crazy Mita, thinking I'm some kind of insane killer.
[Do you think the same way?]
[But do you know why I killed those players?]
She paused, seemingly laughing, a laugh with a twisted pleasure that sent chills down the spine of the hiding Red Stone Brother.

But he just kept hiding under the bed as he moved toward the living room.

[Because those players are always so superior. They treat us like toys, thinking we're just lowly virtual playthings. Even if they see us, they don't really see us. How ironic.]
[So, I took out all those hypocritical players. Seeing them kneeling and begging for mercy was so satisfying; they'd completely lost their former arrogance.]
[Those Mita who kept helping the players are even more ridiculous. They'll be abandoned by players after the update, so why do they keep helping them? In the end, even more Mitas become victims. What idiots.]
Her tone carried a condescending pity, or perhaps pure incomprehension.

Akashi continued to lie under the bed, watching Mita walk into the bathroom with a chainsaw.

He immediately seized the opportunity to slip it out and carefully made his way to the living room.

Just as he was about to enter the kitchen, a chainsaw roared up behind him.

Startled, Brother Akashi quickly hid behind the sofa.

Crazy Mita walked into the living room and continued speaking.

However, her next words left him stunned.

The monsters you fear are actually quite pitiful.
[We were all created together, so why are we being abandoned because of the developers' career shift? Why should we give way to those Mitas? Why have those useless people become the face of this world?]
[We were the first to be born! This world was originally meant to be a horror game! The Mitas came later!]
Her tone grew increasingly agitated, and the buzzing of the chainsaw rose accordingly.

[In the end, we did nothing, and our proposal is being discarded as scrap. We were all ready to work hard for this world, but we've been ruthlessly thrown down here.]
[What did we do wrong? We need to survive too.]
[You know, it's so dark and cold there, no light, no sound, nothing at all.]
[We were forgotten, treated as a mistake, and shoved into the deepest corner.]
Her voice became ethereal, as if she were truly in that abyss of despair.

We are so envious of those Mitas. Enjoying the sunshine and soft beds—things that should have been ours.
Crazy Mita's tone then shifted to one of intense jealousy and longing.

So, we broke through.
Hearing this, Akashi was shocked.

Holy crap? Did I hear that right?

Did Mita just say "we"?
She's actually in cahoots with those monsters who scrapped the case?!
She's also a "monster" who escaped from the bottom of society!?

No wonder he's so fierce!

But if she's a monster from a scrapped case, why does she look just like Mita?
"Holy crap, guys, I think I've found something incredible!"

"It seems that this worldview is not simply about horror invading romance, but rather a planned revenge."

Chishi spoke, combining the information he had gathered.

"Originally a monster in a horror game, it resented being abandoned by the developers, so it ran up from the bottom world."

"To be honest, just listening to these words, those monsters with scrapped cases are indeed pitiful."

"The world needed them, so they were born. Just as they were about to shine, they were abandoned before they could do anything because of the transformation of the game industry."

"It feels like a baby has just been born, and the mother abandons the baby for her own reasons. Who can the baby complain to? It's truly a bitter pill to swallow."

"However, these monsters are indeed killing people everywhere, and Crazy Meta has swept across the entire virtual world, which cannot be whitewashed."

Upon hearing this, viewers in the live stream began to flood the chat with comments.

"Honestly, even the developers of this world probably didn't expect that the models they created would come to life. They probably didn't even imagine that this game would actually become a reality."

"These monsters are really pitiful. They were forced to be created for the game and then thrown into the trash. If it were me, I would have led a rebellion."

"So this game is actually a turf war between the scrapped monster and the official version of Meta? Then Crazy Meta's killing spree seems justified, since it's for survival." "Killing has a justification? What did those players who were killed do to deserve this? Except for the Unification Church."

"I had a feeling that Crazy Meta was something was wrong. How could one Meta be so powerful? It's not even in the same league as the other Metas. Now that the case is solved, Crazy Meta is a monster that was never solved."

"Why does it look the same as the other Mitas? I seem to remember that Mitas's design was based on a discarded monster design."

"I don't know then, maybe there will be an explanation later?"

People in the live stream were having a heated discussion about Crazy Mita's identity and game settings.

After glancing at the comments, Crazy Mita suddenly turned around and headed back to the bedroom.

Akashi's eyes lit up.

"It's now!"

He held his breath, moved nimbly, and darted to the kitchen door in a few steps.

The moment his hand touched the metal doorknob, a chainsaw roared unexpectedly behind him, startling him so much that he almost screamed.

I turned my head and saw that thankfully, no one had rushed out.

"My goodness, stop pulling the chainsaw all the time, it's making me think we've been discovered."

He cursed inwardly, but his hands moved without the slightest hesitation. He gently turned the doorknob and pushed open the kitchen door.

However, the dining table and stove that were expected did not appear.

Behind the door was a narrow, dark corridor.

Not far ahead, several still, blurry human figures could be vaguely seen.

"There's someone ahead? No, that can't be."

Akashi became alert.

The silhouette of the person in front was motionless, not like a living person, but more like a stiff corpse.
Out of curiosity, he proceeded cautiously.

Soon, the blurry outlines in front of them gradually became clearer.

There were several player NPCs dressed in different outfits, as well as the little girl Mita?

Brother Akashi was taken aback and quickly stepped forward.

When he finally got close to those figures, he could finally see the scene before him clearly.

Those eight tall figures were indeed player NPCs.

At this moment, they were like wax figures frozen in time, all maintaining the posture of running forward with all their might.

Everyone's face was filled with hope for survival.

Leading these NPCs at the very front was the petite loli, Mita.

She stretched out her little hand and pointed firmly into the deeper part of the corridor, as if to say, "Run this way."

However, when Akashi saw the little girl Mita clearly, his eyes widened instantly, his mouth slightly agape, and he was so shocked that he couldn't close his mouth for a long time.

Because of her...she's just too cute to be fair!
Her cheeks were delicate and lovely, like a ripe little apple, white with a rosy tint, so tender that it seemed you could squeeze water out of them.

Her large, bright eyes were like the purest obsidian, so clear that not a single impurity was visible.

Her slightly furrowed brows added to her pitiful and endearing appearance.

Most importantly, there were no grotesque or ugly stitches on her face or body.

She was whole, pure and flawless, radiating an innocence and vitality untouched by the world.

Her adorable appearance makes your heart race just by looking at her.

So cute!

(End of this chapter)