Werewolf killing, as a game handed down from the heterotopic plane, was used as a fateful killer by the instructor in the training class. Either win with your team or die with your character. At that time, everyone was trembling and walking on thin ice, and the shadow of terror was always hanging over everyone.

However, when it faded away from the horror veneer of the death game, it was still quite popular as a mystery interactive game. After the publicity and promotion of Taijing and others, it has become popular in Tiangongmen. In addition to practicing, you can always see a group of students gathered in the dormitory to "kill" energetically.

Now, these first batch of werewolf killers have become masters, and if they play the game of that level again, they are absolutely sure that they will get out.

"I heard that Taijing's girlfriend has played well after learning a few games, right?

"I don't know if Brother Jing is often abused, I just know that he must have abused you without discussion!"

"Hahahaha......"

"Brother Blood Skull, do you want to come together and reminisce about the eventful years?" Amidst the laughter of everyone, Lei Jiu also turned his head and proposed to Huangfu Li, who was sitting alone.

"That's right, in the original game, Brother Blood Skull and Sister An Tong played very well!" His face was full of anticipation. You know, it's because of Huangfu's life-saving grace in that game that you will let yourself worship him with all your heart!

Under everyone's attention, Huang Fuli just raised the military book in his hand: "You guys play, I haven't finished my task today." ”

"Haha, the Blood Skull means he doesn't look down on you rookies!" - a divine mending knife from a teammate.

"Hey. A cold voice suddenly sounded in the corner of the room, and Yan Yueque, who had always closed her eyes and recuperated, slowly sat up from the head of the bed, "Listen to what you said about the excitement, what is werewolf killing?"

When he was in Tiangongmen before, he often heard this word, and he never took it seriously. But now in the whole room, it seems that he is the only one who is a layman. The feeling of not being able to understand a word is really unacceptable to him.

Cen Ling explained: "It's a reasoning game we played before, the rules are very simple, you can learn it as soon as you learn it, if the city lord is willing to play together, I'll explain it to you now?"

“…… I don't need to. Yan Yue's eyelids jumped, and she lay back on the bed again.

What grade a game is, you can know it according to who you love to play. Look at the way those people are babbling, this is mostly a civilian pediatric game, as a noble young master, how could he do such a degraded thing?

"You guys, don't be too noisy. Then he gave a brief command.

Cen Ling originally just asked casually, and it was expected that he would refuse, so he didn't persuade much. After distributing the identity tags, everyone immediately entered the state. And the level of their current speech has indeed risen by more than an order of magnitude.

"I'm a prophet, and I checked the No. 1 last night. The 6th has not yet spoken, and there is a high probability that the people will be recognized as a low self. Among the other people, since there were already two wolves with me, I got the sheriff's inspection No. 3 in order to find out and kill and fill the wolf pit. ”

……

"I'm Pucun, if you vote even, I think No. 6, No. 8 may be a wolf, and in this situation, the odd number of No. 1, No. 3, No. 5 identity may not be good, what if the witch is in the hole card? The prophets didn't jump, what's the situation?"

……

"Knife No. 8 has made it clear that he wants to frame a couple, my lover No. 2, a good person! Then the werewolf is basically among No. 1, No. 3, and No. 4, of course, the possibility that No. 5 is a wolf cannot be completely ruled out. ”

Since Yan Yueque did not participate in the game, he did not need to enter the process of closing his eyes, for him, it was to open the perspective of God throughout the whole process, and he could see clearly who was and what his identity was.

Because of this, all the players' painstaking analysis and cover-up are very ridiculous in his opinion, and it is simply a sense of ignorance like a "blind man touching an elephant".

This self-proclaimed prophet is actually a wolf card that opens his eyes every night, and there will really be a few fools who close their eyes and people are played around by him, and follow him to cast a real prophet.

There is also the novice witch card with a serious analysis, he almost never sees people accurately, and sure enough, in the next game, he poisoned the villagers again......

didn't watch a few games, Yan Yueque couldn't bear it anymore. Can these people be a little more stupid? If it were themselves, they would never make such a low-level mistake! Let's play a game...... Just play a game and let them see the difference in technology!

"Are you going to play anymore?" let me come!" Yan Yueque sat down on the carpet in a big way, and muttered uncontrollably, "Really, such a mentally retarded game makes you play like this." ”

But after he joined, he lost the advantage of God's perspective, and the next style of painting became like this-

"Who is this who has a grudge against me? Always be the first to kill me?"

"Great, this time I drew the wolf card, I can get revenge!huh? Why are you all looking at me like that?"

"No. 9 was not poisoned at all, he was stabbed, and he was the one who was stabbed by me!"

……

This man is really ...... After a few games, everyone collectively supported their foreheads. His rookie level is second only to Ye Shuo at all!

However, Yan Yueque has not yet known himself, and he has initially experienced the fun of the game, playing game after game, and in a blink of an eye, he killed the third watch in the middle of the night.

If you let the people in Group B know that during the war, the people in Group A actually gathered in the city to play werewolf killing, I am afraid that they will be so angry that they will vomit blood and die.

"Brother Yueqi, it's not too early, let's play again tomorrow?" His eyelids really couldn't hold up.

"No!" Yan Yueque, who was playing to the end, raised her official stand again, "This is not enjoyable yet, I am not allowed to sleep if I say that I am not allowed to sleep!"

Everyone looked at each other, and with their eyes, they pushed me and let me. In the end, it was the "real warrior" Cen Ling who stepped forward.

"Brother Yueqi, everyone is about to be abused by your technology, you have to give us a chance to breathe a sigh of relief? If there are more people, you can still play the overall situation, and you can add several more identity cards, which is much more interesting than a small game like ours!"

Yan Yueque was really interested, and nodded with bright eyes: "That's okay, this is what you said!"

While packing up the identity card, everyone looked at Cen Ling gratefully. If he hadn't stopped Yan Yueque in time, I'm afraid that these people wouldn't have even thought about sleeping tonight.

As for those few words of flattery...... Everyone was indeed abused by him quite badly, but that was because he was too good and specialized in pit his teammates. But since he didn't hear the meaning of the words...... Cen Ling felt that he was not saying anything against his will.

……

At Yan Yueque's strong request, the werewolf killing game has become the mainstream of the intermittent war.

Most of the people in the rest of the cities are new to the game. But often even if it's playing, it also depends on talent. After killing a few sets, everyone's technical level was gradually revealed.

Needless to say, Tang Dui's logical thinking is first-class, and he is still as strong as ever when he plays werewolf killing. From the few words of the other party's speech, he can keenly catch the logical loopholes and quickly judge the demarcation of identity. In a word, if you want to play disguise in front of a high-IQ student, it is purely looking for abuse!

Another unexpected master turned out to be Rong Xiao. He usually passed few courses in the academy, and it was curious that he could repeatedly take advantage of such a game that required careful logic.

Afterwards, according to Rong Xiao's own words, in fact, he didn't know much about analysis at all. What he is really good at is mainly an ability to read words and colors. He can judge whether a person is worthy of deep friendship at the first contact. So when the player speaks, he can also tell from all the small details whether they are telling the truth or hiding a disguise.

Although it sounds a little mysterious, Rong Xiao usually sees his brothers very accurately. The people he is willing to deal with also have something worth associating with. Perhaps, this is a natural talent for leadership.

But some people sensitively thought that this was not necessarily a good thing, because Yan Yueque would never be willing to lose to Rong Xiao, so he would definitely drag everyone to keep killing......

In the eyes of others, maybe it's just a game. But Yi Qingli, who was gradually immersed in it, saw its unknown and profound side.

Isn't werewolf killing like a microcosm of real life? People who are good to you everywhere and seem to be in the same camp as you are likely to be disguised by wolves. They smile at you during the day, but they give you a stab at night. And those who are burdened with misunderstandings, bear all kinds of accusations, and even have been voted out by referendum, are likely to be the ones who are really helping you.

An ordinary person lives in society, as if he is a person with closed eyes, and the information he can receive is only superficial. With shallow experience, he may mistakenly believe in traitors and push the nobles of his fate away with his own hands, and in the end he can only be disgraced......

This simple game contains a set of skills for recognizing people. Yi Qingli's eyes drooped slightly, it seems that his current self is indeed too simple......

***

It was also night, and the atmosphere in Group B after the defeat was far less joyful.

When Jin Siqi got up to pour water, he saw Shen Antong still leaning on the recliner in the hall, as if he was thinking about something.

"Sister An Tong, haven't you slept so late?" Jin Siqi hesitated for a moment, and also stepped forward and sat down beside her, "What are you thinking?"

Shen Antong raised his eyelids slightly, but replied honestly: "I'm wondering why people are always dissatisfied with what they have." Ordinary people yearn for fame, but people who stand on high places yearn for ordinary. A person who is abandoned by one person may be someone who is not available to another person. It is probably really difficult for people who are content to be happy. ”

"Then Sister An Tong, what kind of person are you?" asked Jin Siqi boldly.

Shen Antong smiled self-deprecatingly: "You see that I live so hard every day, you know what kind of person I am." ”

From the very beginning, she knew that this much-watched trial would be a great opportunity to attract fans. As long as she can make a few more achievements, the limelight is indispensable.

But so far in the mission, she knows in her heart that her performance is not good. Not only did he not help the team come up with any strange tricks, but he was always under the pressure of Group A. Could it be that what she has is really just a little clever, and when it comes to the big battlefield, it will be useless?

If that's the case, it's going to be very bad for yourself...... Once she is stereotyped, her public positioning will be "not elegant". I'm afraid that in the future, others will be ashamed of being her fans.

However, Jin Siqi didn't know what she was thinking.

In her eyes, Shen Antong is obviously very accomplished. The Internet celebrity industry has just started, and she has easily stood on the top, how many newcomers who have just entered the industry are envious of her!

In fact, I am one of them.

She has always been ordinary and can't be more ordinary, and she is very eager to be widely sought after. Think about it, just write a little mood on the micro-space, and you can have a group of fans to have fun with you, how happy it will be. And now she is in cyberspace, as if she is standing alone in a large, empty room, talking to herself again and again in vain.

Jin Siqi opened his mouth, and he really wanted to ask Shen Antong to take him. She is so well connected, it shouldn't be difficult for her...... But she is such an ordinary person, with neither amazing beauty nor interesting personality, can she really get ahead?

And once she enters this industry, she must be judged by a group of strangers about her appearance and body, and she is still timid with the shadow of her childhood.

"Sister An Tong, I want to ask you a question," in the end, Jin Siqi changed his words, "If there is a person who loves you, and a person you love, who will you choose?"

"Of course I chose to love me. Shen Antong replied without thinking, and seemed surprised that she would ask such a question.

"But ......" Jin Siqi's voice was a little softer, "What if this person who loves you is really good to you?"

In this metaphor, Meng Zhao is the one who loves herself, and the artist industry is equivalent to what she "loves".

She had also vaguely talked to Meng Zhao before, but he was not very supportive. He feels that this circle is very chaotic, and what he wants more is a simple girlfriend who can be a full-time wife for him, a husband and children.

"Siqi, what do you like to drink?" Shen Antong did not answer her question directly, but made a strange rhetorical question.

“…… Soda bar. Jin Siqi was slightly stunned, and replied after a while.

"So if it's me," Shen Antong's smile turned out to be a little bitter at this time, "In the case of guaranteeing life, I'd rather choose a soda that can only be drunk once a year than plain water that can be drunk at any time." ”

"Even if soda is far away from me, at least I can have expectations in my heart, and this expectation is the driving force of my life. But the life of drinking only plain water every day can really be seen at a glance. ”

(End of chapter)