Twenty-two thousand seven hundred and seventy-five .forty-nine days......

That's about sixty years, five months, and ten and a half days.

Even Shen Chan, seeing such a result, couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth.

"What the hell is this?"

Is there something wrong with the system's definition of "a person who deserves to die"?

I am now twenty-five years old, plus these sixty years...... Wouldn't you live to be more than eighty?

can go directly to the old age......

The mud truck that I created and flew was a counterfeit product, right?

However, Shen Chan was only slightly shocked.

Think about it carefully, you have a moth in the "balance of life time...... And it's not particularly surprising.

And the "balance" is more in this game, which is a good thing anyway.

"That...... This younger brother, you are the only one who has not been introduced. ”

"What's your life balance time?"

The voice of the female high school student sounded again, Shen Chan raised her head, and everyone's eyes were already focused on herself.

"It's 23 days on my side," Shen Chan replied very calmly, "I just found out." ”

He replied very naturally with an upper-middle answer.

"So in that case, the people who are more than 7 days old are me, the uncle in the plaid shirt, the old grandfather, the sturdy big brother and this little brother......"

"The remaining four are all seven days."

The high school girl said this, and the programmer nodded.

"That's right...... However, those who want to hold the props, regardless of the balance, can also open their mouths to 'canvass' for themselves. ”

The strong man spoke.

"Let's start with me!"

"I want that pistol!"

"I'm definitely a good guy and have a 30-day balance...... I can shoot ten shots from that gun! It's definitely enough to kill a werewolf. ”

"And my physique is also relatively strong, and I have enough possibility to shoot or avoid being snatched away from the werewolf!"

"On top of that, I have some shooting experience!"

The strong man said so proudly, everyone was a little curious.

"Shooting experience?"

The fat house couldn't help but ask.

"That's right, I'm a big fan of the COD series!"

The strong man said triumphantly, and everyone was speechless again.

The programmer also raised his hand.

"Well, I'll get this pistol too."

"I'm not targeting you, but I think this gun will be better for people who use it carefully," the programmer said, pausing, "Although decisiveness is important, for us, it is also very fatal to cause 'manslaughter' because of 'miscalculation'." ”

As he said this, Shen Chan bowed slightly.

The programmer was right...... For human beings, every human life counts.

There are only two werewolves, but there are only seven humans.

Whether it's a miskill or a misshot, it will greatly increase the difficulty of the game in the human camp.

But when the strong man heard this, he was still a little unhappy.

"What else is not aimed at! You mean I'm going to shoot and kill good people by mistake! ”

The programmer sighed and explained helplessly again.

"I said, I really didn't mean anything about you."

The strong man also snorted coldly.

"Hmph...... None of you who refuse to trust Lao Yang have strong judgment? ”

"Besides, I won't shoot until I'm 100% sure that the other party is a werewolf!"

As he said this, he also leaned back slightly with his hands on his chest and leaned back in his chair.

The programmer didn't continue to talk to him, and the dispute between the two ended for the time being.

The old man also spoke.

"Then I'll run for this 'glasses'......"

"This should be an important basis for us to identify werewolves."

"My balance can be used 'six times,' and I think that's the best reason for that."

When the old man in the hospital gown said this, he raised his hand slightly, also signaling that he was finished.

The female high school student thought for a moment and nodded slightly.

"I won't compete for any props, after all, I'm not sure if I'm ready to shoot a 'pistol'......"

"'Glasses'...... I'm not sure if I'll be able to use it well. ”

As she said this, Shen Chan raised her hand.

"I'm going to compete for glasses."

He paused, as if thinking as he spoke.

"Hmm...... I just think that if there is only one person competing, then he will get the props logically, what if he is a werewolf? ”

"If I get it, I promise to identify the person with the gun first!"

Then, he lowered his hand.

"That's all I have to say."

Then, Shen Chan ended his speech.

Then, a piece of paper, a charcoal pen, and a numbered plate sticker appeared in front of everyone.

Starting from the strong man, it was No. 1, and it was Shen Chan's own turn to be No. 7.

"Wear the number plate and write down the ownership of the two items exclusive to the human faction."

The blood-colored words appeared like this, and Shen Chan picked up the number plate and approached his clothes.

Then, as if "absorbing", it stuck to the chest of his black sweatshirt.

Shen Chan quickly wrote down the ownership numbers of the two props on the paper.

The pistol is programmer No. 4, and the glasses are the old man No. 9.

After writing, the paper burned on its own.

"Smack!"

With a slight sound, the paper dissolves into a pile of ashes before dissipating into the air.

In front of the rest of the people, a ball of fire also broke out.

And wait until the simple aunt is the last to finish writing and the paper is burned out......

Revolvers and monocles, eerily slid up the table.

Ultimately......

The revolver called "Accurate and Fast" stopped in front of the strong man.

And the monocle called "Prosthetic Eye" ......

It's in front of you.

Shen Chan's eyes narrowed slightly.

"Is it me......"

He glanced at the strong man, who apparently did not notice that there was anything "wrong" in this result, but happily picked up the revolver.

"Thank you for your trust, I will definitely take you out!"

"I also promise that I will never kill innocents indiscriminately and will not shoot at any good person!"

The brawny man said this, and slipped the revolver into his trouser pocket—he was wearing a pair of fitness baggy sweatpants that seemed to be roomy.

When everyone was attracted by the strong man, Shen Chan also picked up the gold-wire monocle, and then the dialog box resurfaced.

[Silently recite "equipment" after approaching any eye, and it can be automatically bound or equipped.] 】

[When using, concentrate on the information you want to identify, and silently recite 'Prosthetic Eyes to Determine Truth'.] 】

Shen Chan quietly brought the monocle close to his left eye.

"Equipment."

He thought silently in his heart, and the next moment, the glasses were automatically put on his left eye, and they were just right fixed in front of his eyes by some strange force, and the lanyard was automatically wrapped behind his ear.

The strong man who had the pistol over there obviously wanted to say something more, but before he could speak, he was interrupted by three heavy bells.

"When-when-when-"

At this time, the blood-colored text resurfaced.

"The first 'rally time' is over."

In the next second, the double-opening wooden door of this room-like room, which had been closed, opened with a "bang".

A dark hallway outside was revealed.