It proved that a black face would not disappear; it would only spread from one person's face to another's.
As everyone's expressions darkened, the dim candlelight seemed to make each of them look all the more sinister and unpleasant—
At the dining table, where hardly anyone could bring themselves to lift their cutlery, only one "guest," who had not even wiped the snow from his head before eagerly taking his seat, continued to comfort his enormous belly in his own unrestrained way.
As one of the three people who had risked going outside earlier to inspect the communication line, He Qiu—or rather, the current "Detective Horton"—was clearly not too surprised by the situation.
[Name: Snowstorm Manor (Difficulty: One Star/Medium)] [Introduction:] A manor had been temporarily cut off from communications and isolated from the world by a sudden blizzard. Among the guests invited by the hospitable owner, a series of strange incidents occurred, leading to the mysterious deaths of the manor's owner and several guests. As an ordinary-looking guest and detective, you knew the murderer was among your companions. Yet before you could uncover the truth, you met your end after drinking a glass of poisoned red wine. Please find the murderer before the next "restart" to ensure that you survive until the end, break the cycle, and dispel the obsessions of the dead. [Your current mission mode:] Immersion Mode
—Frankly speaking, after waking up as a round, fat lump in a guest room within this snowstorm-lashed manor—
Before he even had time to study the mission prompt, He Qiu merely lowered his head to look at his chubby hands, then touched his painfully tight belt. Especially when he felt the thick, unfamiliar "armor of fat" wrapped around his body with every movement, he experienced for the first time