Quickly wear a female supporting role: your male protagonist has turned black again

Chapter 234 Horror Killing Game ([-])
No one died on the first night, what does it mean?
At six o'clock in the morning, nine people met in the lobby on the first floor of the hotel. Once they counted their heads, they immediately exploded.

Qin still muttered softly: "Why didn't anyone die? Did the witch use up the antidote?"

"Could it be...the werewolf didn't kill someone?"

As soon as Chu Yiwen opened his mouth, he immediately got eight supercilious eyes.

"Are you kidding me? Our good guys camp can't see each other's identities, but the werewolves can see the identities of their teammates, and they can know which ones are good guys by using the method of elimination. You think they will miss such a good team. Chance?"

"That's right, it must be said that the person killed by the werewolf was rescued by the witch."

"The most troublesome thing is that, apart from the werewolf and the witch, no one knows who was targeted by the werewolf last night, including the person who was killed."

"This witch is too good at playing, how can she save people in the first night!"

Han Zixi tugged at the large round neck of his T-shirt, complained depressingly, and paced back and forth between the window and the elevator impetuously, making the already anxious crowd even more disturbed.

Huo Xiu grabbed his collar and shouted, "Can I sit on the sofa? You're shaking my head from walking around!"

"Hey, let me say something about a witch, why are you so excited?" Han Zixi turned back not to be outdone, and took a look at him with a pair of eyes squeezed by the fat on the upper and lower eyelids, "Look at you This doesn't look like a good person either. Could it be that you are the werewolf who killed people last night, and you didn't expect the good person to be killed, so you are unhappy, take it out on me, right?"

"You are so sick!"

"That's right, you don't know that I'm in the same ward as you!"

"Okay, okay." Xin Weiman poured two glasses of water and handed them over, persuading. "Let's speak logically, don't be impulsive and make mistakes, and hurt our own people."

When a beautiful woman came to persuade her to make peace, it was impossible for the two elders not to lose face.

Han Zixi took the water glass and clinked it perfunctorily with Huo Xiu, "I'm not very pleasant to talk to, Boss Huo, you're a businessman, don't care about little people like us."

Huo Xiu also replied angrily: "If I'm angry about such a trivial matter every day, I'd be fucking mad."

"Yes, yes, boss Huo, you are a person who does great things."

Geng Xi patted the two of them on the shoulders, "It's alright, alright, don't say a few words."

If the two stopped talking, the matter would be over.

Qiao Wei twitched the corner of her mouth mockingly.

This is human nature.

I have never thought about myself, pure egoism.

No matter how nice it is on the surface, once the right to choose is in their hands, they will not hesitate to make the choice that is most beneficial to them.

The werewolf hadn't become a good man yet, but everyone was in internal turmoil.

In this game, many times, it is not the werewolf who kills the good people, but the so-called own people.

The prophet wanted to survive, but he obviously found out the identity card and refused to release it.

The witch has been unable to confirm who is the prophet for a long time, and the antidote in her hand is neither useful nor unnecessary.

The hunter suspected that some aggressive good people were disguised as werewolves, and they took the good people away when they were dying.

Civilians don't have any skills, they can only talk about it.They are eager to show their abilities, just staring at some details that cannot withstand scrutiny, thinking about it, and identifying werewolves purely by intuition, it is easier to choose the wrong good person.

After they find out that this game is a veritable killing game, I'm afraid these contradictions will become more intensified.

"It's really abnormal for a witch to save someone on the first night."

After Han Zixi regained his composure, he subconsciously wanted to pace again. Just as he took a step with his legs, he retracted them restrainedly, and sat back on the sofa.

"I've been playing games for so many years, and I've never seen a witch so stupid as to save someone on the first night."

Huo Xiu echoed: "It's not like there is no such thing, usually only Xiaobai and Shacha play like this."

"Why can't you save people?" It was Game Xiaobai Qiaowei who asked.

The old Jianghu present were too lazy to answer such mentally handicapped questions.

As soon as Qiao Wei said the words, she was silent for more than ten seconds.

When Geng Xi saw this, in order to alleviate her embarrassment, he explained: "This is a way of playing in the industry. There are two reasons for it. First, I am worried that werewolves will deliberately kill their own people to cheat the antidote."

"Kill yourself to cheat medicine?" Qiao Wei obviously found it ridiculous. "In case the witch doesn't save him, isn't that digging his own grave?"

"Yes, the forest is big and there are all kinds of birds. Some witches like to use up the antidote in the first night, and some werewolves like to kill themselves in the first night to cheat the antidote."

"..."

This way of playing, Qiao Wei can't do it even if she is not convinced.

"The second reason is that the existence of witches is mainly to protect the prophets."

Qiao Wei asked again shamelessly: "Protect the prophet? What about the civilians? Who will protect the others?"

"The prophet can check the identity card and find out the werewolf accurately. Our game is a dark game, and the identity card will not be revealed after the character dies, so civilians can't judge the identity of the living based on the identity of the dead. Only the prophet can do that."

"Oh—" Qiao Wei nodded knowingly.

The role of the prophet is to find werewolves, and during the day, civilians can openly vote to kill confirmed werewolves, and at night, witches can also poison werewolves to death, and when hunters die, they can pull a werewolf to back them up.

A witch has only one bottle of antidote and one bottle of poison, while a seer can turn over a person's identity card every night.

If the witch used up the antidote in the first night, and the prophet jumped out again, she would be in an absolute position waiting to die, and would definitely be killed by the werewolf that night, and the gain outweighed the loss.

Therefore, many witches will choose to sacrifice a character who is likely to be a commoner on the first night, and leave the antidote to the prophet who reports himself as a werewolf or reveals the identity of a good person the next day.

"Actually, in the situation where no one died in the first night, there is another possibility besides the fact that the witch can't use the antidote." Geng Xi said abruptly. "—The werewolf killed the witch, and the witch saved herself."

"Isn't it?!"

This time, the wailing in the hall became louder.

Qiao Wei was confused and asked, "What's wrong? The witch saved herself, is there any problem?"

The werewolves have found the witch, isn't it normal for the witch to choose to save herself?
"It's okay for a witch to save herself. The problem is that the character who was randomly killed by the werewolf on the first night is a witch."

Geng Xi deliberately lowered his voice.

In the hall on the first floor, people are sitting or standing, with different expressions.

"If this is the case, the werewolf will know the identity of the witch and choose to kill the witch on the second night. This is the most troublesome thing in the horror killing game. It is very difficult for us to win."

The words reached everyone's hearts, and for a while, the hall was full of long and short sighs.

(End of this chapter)