Chapter 775: Witty Adi

Looking at Adi's terrified expression in the mirror in front of her, Dorothy revealed a smile.

Great, this is the effect I wanted.

Although she knew that the little guy on the other side couldn't be the real Lord Demon King, at most just an NPC in the game world who looked similar to Adi, this didn't prevent the Home Witch from being a little happy because of this.

Just thinking about it carefully, it was also quite pathetic.

After all, the one who played a prank on her was Demon King Adi, and she didn't have the ability to play a prank back on Demon King Adi, so she could only pathetically play a prank on this NPC Adi. This was truly a bit embarrassing.

The strong wielding a knife against the even weaker; this is not good.

The Home Witch reflected on herself like this.

However, this world was created by Demon King Adi, so this NPC Adi was naturally also shaped by Demon King Adi. It wasn't impossible that she was even molded using herself as a template. This actually wasn't completely unrelated; it was just that she didn't know how to judge this relationship.

Creator and creation? Or mother and daughter?

Forget it, the more she thought, the more confused she became. She would just treat her as little Adi.

It was just that, speaking of which, Lord Demon King truly had quite a strange sense of humor. Making a haunted house game, yet stuffing an NPC who looked exactly like her childhood self into the game. Didn't she feel ashamed?

Hmm, it was just like when Dorothy in her past life was in her middle-school phase and wrote a novel with herself as the protagonist, which was eventually seen by an acquaintance. That was a dark history that made people want to use their toes to dig out a rocket with four bedrooms, two living rooms, one kitchen, and one bathroom just thinking about it, and then ascend to the sky overnight to escape the Earth.

Damn, why did I think of this again? Screwed, so uncomfortable, goosebumps are up, I really want to roll on the ground.

Accidentally touching a long-sealed dark history, Dorothy frowned uncomfortably.

That little Adi on the other side was watching. She had finally managed to accumulate some "coolness" with great difficulty; it couldn't be destroyed by suddenly falling ill and rolling on the ground.

I endured it.

"Alright, now you believe that I am you, and that you and I are one body, right?"

She put away the smile on her face and then looked at the mirror and asked.

Because of the success of the spiritual communication ritual, now the two could communicate without needing that mission letter; they could speak directly.

It was just that Dorothy still deliberately lowered her voice, avoiding waking up the Junior Sister who was sleeping soundly on the side.

Tsk, mortals are really troublesome. If mana were still there, a soundproof barrier could have solved it.

And on the opposite side of the mirror, little Adi still had some fear remaining on her face. She wanted to stay away from that ghostly water surface, but she forced herself to gather the courage to stand back up.

After all, she knew very well that avoidance couldn't solve any problems. If she didn't find a way to figure out what this so-called "other self" was, she would have no peace of mind in the future.

"This doesn't prove anything either. How do I know if you aren't using some trick or illusion to deceive me? Grandma used to tell me quite a few demon stories. The demons in those stories were all like you. So, are you a demon?"

Little Adi forced her gaze to be firm and meet the gaze of the strange self in the mirror, and she asked so forcefully.... And to this, Dorothy had some admiration and appreciation in her eyes.

Good fellow, she is worthy of being someone who can become the King of Witches in the future. She was already so different in her childhood. This psychological quality is truly strong.

Added to the decisive quality this little guy showed in the letters in the previous two levels...

Hiss, this child has the potential of a protagonist, must not...

*Cough cough*, wrong stage. How did I subconsciously bring myself into the villain's perspective? If this continues, I'll really be seeking my own death. I must hurry to abandon darkness and turn to light, must hug the protagonist big shot's thick thigh, and strive to mix in some credit for following the dragon.

Hmm, seeing little Adi like this, she knew she hadn't yet emerged. This is good. The essential "personal old grandfather" role for a protagonist should be played by me.

Dorothy thought so in her heart.

She felt that she was qualified to be a personal old grandfather for a mortal. The only problem was that this mortal apprentice had a terrifying background. Was her idea of wanting to be a Demon King's teacher and playing at Demon King cultivation a bit presumptuous?

The Home Witch was slightly conflicted.

However, once she thought that this wasn't the first time she had done it—she had already done it once in the Witch's Night—her mindset calmed down.

"You have a mole on your chest, and two on your butt..."

Looking at the little guy in the mirror who was still suspicious of her, Dorothy said silently.

Actually, she wasn't very sure if this was correct. After all, the only one she had been frank with was the evil-seed Adi in the Witch's Night, and these characteristics were on the evil-seed little loli. She didn't know if this NPC Adi was also the same.

It was just that before she could finish her sentence, little Adi on the opposite side covered her chest with one hand and her butt with the other, then looked at the mirror with a flushed face.

"Alright, don't say anymore, I believe you."

Hmm, this reaction, Dorothy knew she had probably guessed right.

Tsk tsk tsk, sure enough, she's still a child; she's just easy to fool. Talk about some topics that make you ashamed, and you'll really be too embarrassed to continue pursuing it. If I were really a demon, mastering these physical characteristics of a mortal like you wouldn't be easy at all.

The Home Witch felt that with this kid, she could sell her and still let her help count the money.

This wasn't even as good as evil-seed Adi. At least evil-seed little loli was truly shameless. If you flirted with her, she would step on the gas faster than you, even though she was just a fledgling who didn't have a driver's license and had never been on the road. Anyway, she would definitely not be shy because of this little thing.

Sigh, this little Adi isn't very good. So pure, so easy to fool, how can she be a Demon King in the future? You have to know that Lord Demon King is the number one big ruthless person and big liar who can play with the demons in the abyss in the palm of her hand.

No, I, this protagonist's teacher, cannot sit idly by. This crooked seedling cannot be allowed to grow like this.

"No, you shouldn't believe it, little one. You must remember, in the future, you cannot fully believe anyone's words, not even your own words. The only thing you can trust is your own heart."

She said so very seriously.

Sigh, if it were a peaceful and prosperous age, she wouldn't mind raising this crooked seedling well. But this is a haunted house world; good children don't live long in this world.

Besides, the next levels might require her and Adi to cooperate from inside and outside to clear them. In this situation, a ruthless teammate is much more reliable than a "goody-two-shoes" teammate.... At least, when something happens, this little guy is truly capable of taking action. This is someone who could personally sacrifice her parents to the heavens when she was ruthless.

"Eh?"

Little Adi in the mirror was dumbfounded, full of question marks.

No, the one who wanted me to believe you just now was you, and now the one who wants me not to believe you is also you. You've said both the positive and negative words, so should I believe you or not?

Adi felt that the self in the mirror might be an abnormal lunatic.

However, she was born with a rebellious bone. Before, when this thing wanted her to believe, she didn't believe; now that she wanted her not to believe, she actually started to believe a little.

"Alright, time is running out. Let's keep it short and get to the point."

Dorothy looked at the time and ended the idle chatter.

This spiritual communication ritual was still too low-level. Without the blessing of mana, relying purely on the construction of basic principles, it was truly very fragile.

This array could only be useful at midnight. Once midnight passed, the array would lose its effect, and the midnight moment was actually just those few minutes before and after twelve o'clock.

So, she had to hurry.

"For the strange adoption rules of the orphanage, what do you think?"

The Home Witch asked straightforwardly.

Although this little guy didn't understand anything now, she was a Demon King template after all. Dorothy was looking forward to her being able to give her some original suggestions. It was just...

"I'm planning to take Little Mei and run away directly. Who cares about demons or not? I'm not from the orphanage; can't I just say a word to Grandma and leave?"

Adi said as a matter of course.

Dorothy: "..."

Good fellow, you are worthy of being you, Adi. This is indeed beyond my expectations, actually directly saying "you give road da you" (run away).

The Home Witch was speechless for a while.

It was just that she couldn't learn this move. After all, for them to get out of the haunted house they were trapped in, they would likely have to clear the haunted house first. This kind of avoiding battle had no meaning other than wasting time.

Moreover, it wasn't that easy to escape.

"Are you sure you can leave? How are you sure Grandma will definitely let you go? What made you have the illusion that Grandma is very familiar with you? Have you forgotten what I just said? Except for your own heart, you shouldn't easily trust anyone else."

She said so.

Hmm, in fact, she really suspected that Grandma Sheep might be the sheep-eating demon in the story herself, or a minion of the demon or something.

After all, if this Lamb Yard is a sheep pen for a demon, then the sheep pen couldn't possibly be truly free-range; there must be a shepherd or a sheepdog watching.

Moreover, that demon's minion must have a certain status in the sheep pen.

From this perspective, sure enough, Grandma Sheep is the most suspicious.

Especially when she was at the door earlier, Grandma saw her and said she had grown up and could be "out of the pen" or something.

Hmm, the more she thought about it, the more she felt something was wrong.

And on the opposite side of the mirror, little Adi was also silent.

She really wanted to refute the words of the person in the mirror, but after thinking about it, she found that she really couldn't refute them.

After all, she really wasn't very familiar with Grandma; they had only met a few times in total.

Moreover, in the past, her parents brought her over, and they all stayed for a few hours and then left in a hurry. Now, this was the first time she had come to Grandma's side all by herself, and it was also the first time she had stayed for so long.... As for the thought of "that's my grandma, how could she harm me"...

The little girl thought about the scum parents at home who had once almost beaten her to death.

Hehe, she had long stopped believing in relatives.

The person in the mirror was right. In this world, no one is credible; the only person worth trusting is myself.

Moreover, she remembered the iron gate that closed with a bang when she came, feeling that the person in the mirror did indeed have a point. It was easy to get in, but it might really be a bit difficult to get out.

"Then what do you say we should do?"

After all, she was just a little girl. Although she had maturity far beyond her peers because of her past experiences, she was ultimately lacking in life experience. Having encountered this kind of thing all of a sudden, she was a bit at a loss for a moment.

Of course, if it were just her alone, with no one to discuss with, she would only be able to think of a way herself. But who let there be another self now?

As for this "not letting myself believe her" business, heh, why should I do whatever you tell me to? I'm going to believe it, and I'm going to get your method for free.

Little Adi, who had a rebellious bone, thought in her heart.

Dorothy: "..."

Screwed, I was counting on you to give me some inspiration, but you're kicking the ball here.

The Home Witch was very speechless.

Fortunately, she wasn't completely clueless about this.

"First find that demon's shepherd."

She opened her mouth and said so.

"Huh?"

Little Adi was dumbfounded, indicating that she could understand every word you said, but when combined, she didn't know.

Home Witch: "..."

Fine, almost forgot you are an illiterate muggle.

As a mortal girl, and judging from that handwriting that looked like a dung beetle, Adi's cultural level could already be foreseen. You couldn't expect her to understand demonology knowledge.

However, this actually wasn't bad. After all, she could at least read; she wasn't the kind of true village girl who didn't know a single character. This was already quite good.

"Alright, the so-called demon's shepherd is the demon's summoner and keeper. Demons' game methods are often very special. They are all shut-ins and rarely descend in person to hunt; they all hunt in the form of projections or summoned objects."

"Therefore, for demons, a projection or summoning coordinate is indispensable. Those demon summoners and keepers are this kind of role."

"Facing a demon head-on with a mortal body is an almost impossible task. So, let's hurry up and find that demon's shepherd."

"Find her, then eliminate her, and the demon that has lost its coordinate will be difficult to descend again in a short time, and we will be saved. Understand?"

Dorothy the teacher was conducting a popular science class on basic demonology knowledge.

Sigh, it was originally just a joke, but now she seemed to have really become the protagonist Adi's personal old grandfather.

But it didn't matter; it was a good thing. After all, this world was just a haunted house game world for her, but for little Adi on the opposite side, it was the real world.

Even if the other party was just a doll person randomly created by Lord Demon King, but thinking about it on a larger scale, isn't everything in the world a doll shaped by the Creator?

Life is life, unrelated to origin. Everyone is equal in essence. I hope that during this game, this little guy can learn more things. If that's the case, when I clear the level and run away, this little guy should also be able to stand on her own, and she herself can live strongly in this cruel ghost world.

Really, it can only be said that it is worthy of being a haunted house world. This world is truly too miserable for this unlucky child. She encounters trouble wherever she goes; she truly has a protagonist's fate.

And just when Dorothy was pitying this unlucky child, the bear child on the opposite side suddenly revealed an expression of "I've caught your flaw."

"You are indeed a big liar. You still say you are me? I have never understood these strange knowledge. If you are me, then you shouldn't know it either."

Little Adi raised her chin slightly, looking like "I am witty."

Dorothy: "..."

So I talked so much, and you were just thinking about this?

The Home Witch was also speechless for a moment.

And seeing her speechless look, little Adi took advantage of the situation.

"It doesn't matter. Although I don't know if you are me, I'll believe you for once."

Dorothy: "..."

Damn, idiot.

The Home Witch in speechlessness. ===== CHAPTER 776 =====