When the doctor returned to the open space in front of the five villas, he found that the rest of the people were gone, looked around, saw that the door of villa A was open, and walked towards him.

The doctor stood at the threshold, surveying the interior of the villa. From the outside, the villa is ordinary, but from the inside, it is unremarkable: five brown couches are arranged irregularly in the hall on the first floor, a stack of cards is placed on the table of a crystal round table in the center, and a long dining table is placed in front of the right corner. The contestants, with the exception of her and Red Butterfly, sat on five couches, and the nightingale stood at a crystal table. Gardeners, Air Force and others are dozing; The factory director, magician and others are sitting in danger; Jack hummed a little song as he always did while cocking Erlang's legs; The red butterfly stood in front of the window and looked out at the bamboo forest; The Lord in Yellow and Xie Bi'an each occupied one side of the sofa, leaning on the armrest with their elbows and supporting their heads with their hands to close their eyes to recuperate, and the crybaby sat in the middle of the sofa and looked up at the ceiling in a daze; The photographer lies alone on a sofa with his right arm resting on the armrest as a pillow, looking thoughtfully at the black-and-white photograph in his left hand.

"Please sit down, the game has begun." Nightingale turned her head to look at the doctor with a blank face, and said in a flat tone, as always.

The doctor nodded, turned his head and looked around, four of the five sofas were full, only the photographer's sofa could still sit people, she had no choice but to walk to the photographer. "If you don't let it, don't blame the old lady for not giving face!" The doctor thought to himself, anyway, in front of the other contestants, he didn't dare to do anything to himself.

Out of the corner of his eye, the photographer caught a glimpse of the doctor approaching, laughed, and immediately put his legs down and sat down on the left armrest. He had expected her to stand, but it turned out to be unexpected.

The doctor walked past the photographer, didn't even look at him, and sat down at the right end of the couch.

"Tut-tut!" The director of the factory next door leaned close to the photographer with his upper body and whispered into his right ear: "Old Covenant, you shouldn't be interesting to this little girl, right?" Why don't I ask my daughter to help you ask her out? Feel relieved! Guaranteed you won't be ...... like Hasta."

Before the factory director finished speaking, he suddenly felt a chill behind him, and a low "wow" sound came from behind him. The director turned around and saw that it was a black abyssal touch, so he turned his head and stared at the yellow-clothed lord across the crystal table. The Lord in Yellow opened a blood-red eye on his face and stared at him coldly. The director immediately covered his mouth.

The nightingale standing at the crystal table spoke: "Since all the contestants have arrived, then I declare ......"

"Wait!" The Air Force suddenly shouted, attracting strange glances from the other contestants. She continued, "No, Naib and they haven't arrived yet......

"Miss Marta, please don't interrupt me." Nightingale took out a piece of paper, unfolded it, and explained, "Because there are too many applicants, we will compete in batches. All of you here are in the second batch, and the first batch started yesterday. ”

The Air Force let out an "oh" in disappointment, then hung its head.

The doctor's eyes narrowed slightly at the piece of paper that Nightingale was holding, and sure enough, he found the mercenary's name on the list of the first batch of contestants. No wonder I didn't see Naib and them, it turned out that they were playing separately. The doctor thought to himself. The survivors cooperate well as a team, and the tacit understanding is extremely high (in order to avoid being beaten), unlike the regulators, who at most join forces during the [joint hunting], and they go their own ways on weekdays without interfering with each other. In order to prevent the regulators from causing conflicts and increasing the difficulty for the survivors, the two camps were deliberately separated for a "game", which is really a good move!

The doctor turned to look at the other contestants. The second batch of supervisors participating in the competition are "Jack", Red Butterfly, factory director, photographer, crybaby, master in yellow, and the soul of the umbrella (Xie Bi'an and Fan Wuyi); The contestants were the "philanthropist", the magician, the lawyer, the blind girl, the priest, the striker, the gardener, the air force, and herself, a total of sixteen contestants.

(Author's note: In the game. In the fifth personality, "philanthropist" and "jack" both have double quotation marks, which have special meanings, and for convenience, double quotation marks are removed except for special chapters)

"Ahem!" Nightingale coughed twice, drawing the attention of the contestants to her, "Now let's talk about the rules of the 'game'. ”

The survivors immediately pricked up their ears to listen, and even the skinniest gardener became serious, for the nightingale seldom repeats it a second time; The supervisors looked indifferent, Jack was still humming a little song with his legs crossed, the photographer even closed his eyes and covered his mouth with his left hand and yawned, and the rest of the supervisors who participated in the competition either clasped their hands to their chests or closed their eyes or looked at him in a daze. For them, it's still a cat-and-mouse game, just in a different way.

"How to win: Whichever side has the most points wins. Points are divided into individual points and total camp points, and personal points can be exchanged for items and items. Individual points are determined based on the participant's individual performance, the number of times they have survived the match, and the hidden mission. The total points of a faction are the sum of one-tenth of the individual points of each participant in a faction. The personal points of the Mortal Helper and the Helper go to the corresponding faction. The general rules of the 'game' are as follows:

1. Lift all seals of the supervisors participating in the competition; ”

When the survivors heard this, their faces were shocked, and even the magician, who was as steady as an old dog, couldn't help but frown. The overall strength of some of the overseers in the manor has been strong enough to affect the fairness of the "game", such as the Lord in Yellow, the Dream Witch, etc., so they have sealed part of their power, and when there is a seal, they are all hung and beaten, and now the seal has been lifted, and they are still playing with yarn!?

The photographer opened his blue eyes, then closed them again, thinking that it was interesting.

Xie Bi'an sighed. If he hadn't guessed wrong, there should have been rules restricting the regulators, and if it was in favor of the survivors, it would be troublesome......

I really responded to that sentence——— what I was afraid of. As soon as he thought about it, Nightingale continued: "2. Starting from the second match, each participating survivor can vote for any of the participating Supervisors before the start of the match, and the Supervisor with the highest number of votes must choose either to reseal his ability for two games or to be eliminated from the match. If the supervisor chooses to exit the match, the survivor cannot vote for one match before the next match;

3. In the course of the game, unless the corresponding conditions of the game are reached, except for special circumstances, no participant shall harm other participants in any form, and the violator will be disqualified from participating in the "game" for life and will be punished accordingly. ”

The survivors breathed a sigh of relief.

"Now I announce that the first game. Werewolf kill, let's go! I believe that everyone here has a certain understanding of the werewolf killing game, so I will only talk about the rules of this game:

1. Fighting is prohibited in the bamboo forest, and the violator is out of the first game and banned until the third game.

2. Contestants who leave the Bamboo Forest and are killed in [Dark Night] will be resurrected in the next match, but will lose the memory of the day when they were killed; Players who are killed in Daylight will die immediately.

In order to make it easier for you to distinguish between "day" and "night", there is a clock hanging in the hall of each villa, and the hands point to the white part to represent "day" at this time, and vice versa "night". When you are outside, you can tell if it is day or night by looking at how bright or dark the sky is. Thunderstorms are considered night. ”

The doctor looked up, and sure enough, there was a clock hanging on the white wall behind the dining table on the right, the left half of the clock background was white, the right half was black, and the only hand in the clock was pointing to the white part. She turned her head to look out the window, and it was a clear sky and the sun was shining.

"Now the card draw ......"

The doctor suddenly raised his right hand.

"Miss Emily, do you have any questions?" Nightingale asked, looking at the doctor with a blank face.

"What are the helpers of the gods and the helpers of the mortals?"

"Someone who helps the overseer become a god or helps the survivor leave...... To put it simply, it's undercover. The photographer on the side responded with his eyes closed.

Nightingale nodded, then continued, "One-tenth of each of their personal points goes to their respective camps, but they are void in this game. ”

"Okay, you go ahead."

And undercover? That's a big variable......

The doctor suddenly felt that someone was watching her, and subconsciously turned his head to see that it was the gardener, whose dark blue pupils reflected the doctor's figure. When the gardener saw the doctor looking at him, he smiled and turned back.

I don't think I've seen this look anywhere......

The doctor was looking at the gardener's side face and thinking about it, when suddenly a silver scimitar glowed with a cold light came into view, the tip of which was just blocking the gardener's face. The doctor came back to his senses and saw that the photographer was wiping the blade of the silver scimitar in his left hand with a white towel in his right hand, perhaps unintentionally.

But is it really unintentional?

"Miss Emily, it's your turn." Nightingale looked at the doctor with a blank face and said. His right hand is facing the last card on the crystal table.

The doctor was stunned for a moment, then turned to look at the other contestants, only to realize that they had all been drawn.

The director turned his head to glance at the gardener's card on the right, and then at his own, and frowned; The yellow-clothed lord opposite the priest glanced at the priest coldly, the blood-red eyes made him stunned, before the priest could react, a pitch-black abyssal touch rose behind his sofa, the blood-red eyes at the top of the tentacle opened, staring condescendingly at the card in the priest's hand, and the priest hurriedly closed the card; The photographer on the side quickly rotated the card with his right index finger, closed his eyes and smiled; The rest of the people had already put away the cards, or sat with their hands on their chests or hummed a little song with Erlang's legs crossed.

"Miss Emily, it's your turn." Seeing this, the nightingale repeated it again.

"Oooh!" The doctor got up and picked up the last card and sat down, pasted the card on the armrest, turned his head to see the photographer who was still closing his eyes and turning the card, and then turned around to open the card, the upper left corner of the card is a sun mark, the mark is a golden "God" word, the center of the card is written vertically "Sun God", and the card is marked with several lines of small words:

"Daylight Has Come": This card wielder can use this skill by shouting "It's dawn" or "It's dark" when [Night] or [Day], and after using it, they will skip the current stage and enter another phase. This skill can only be used once in this game.

[Burning Sun]: If the holder of this card dies, the sun will not be able to illuminate the earth for a certain period of time, and the next two days will be night; Passive. [Sun's Fury]: If the holder of this card is killed during the day, the murderer will be marked with the Mark of the Sun.

Sun God? Werewolf killing game has a maximum of twelve players, and now there are four more people, will the corresponding identities be increased according to the original proportion? That's not right, the three camps of God, the people, and the wolf still have one more in proportion to their identities......

"Now, please get up, judge card holder!" Nightingale said suddenly.

The crybaby got up and held up the card with his right hand to show the nightingale.

The Medic looked intently and saw that the crybaby's card was "Judge", with a dark red muse mark in the upper left corner. Only then did it dawn on me: according to the original ratio of werewolves killed, fifteen people are enough, and the extra person, no matter what his identity is, will affect the fairness of this game, so he simply arranges a "judge", which is equivalent to making him not participate in the competition in disguise.

Nightingale nodded, motioned for the crybaby to sit down first, then glanced at the contestants and said, "Please be free!" The first round of voting began at half past eight in the evening. "But he didn't mean to leave.

The doctor looked at the watch on his left wrist, and it was half past ten. Turning to look at the other contestants, Jack and the photographer sat still, while the rest of the survivors walked up to the second floor, and the rest of the supervisors sat closer to each other when they saw them leave.

"You're not going?" The Lord in Yellow walked up to the doctor and asked. The surface of the three blood-red eyes on her face reflected her figure, forcing her to step aside.

The doctor was stunned for a moment, then turned his head to look at the photographer on his right with strange eyes, then got up and walked up the stairs to the second floor. She is a survivor, and staying on the side of the regulator for too long will cause some people to have "ulterior motives"; What's more, some contestants seem to be "drunkards don't mean to drink", which is a big variable.

——— This article was written on 2019.08.unknown, and has been changed more than ten times.