It's a hell game, who can still be a human being?

"Don't forget your identity."

He lip-synced, too.

The receptionist gave him an OK gesture.

Although it looks more like a raised fist because there are no fingers, the meaning is still clear.

"I'm coming."

A few minutes later, the haenyeo ran out.

Not only did she change into a casual outfit, but she also changed her makeup and hairstyle to a pure sexy style, and wore a pair of red-framed glasses.

Hiss, this commission has to be done.

"Hurry up, they have been waiting for a long time."

The Ama grabbed his tentacles and ran towards the second floor.

Chapter 87 Don't Get Eaten

The decoration style of the second floor is different from that of the first floor.

The hall was empty, with nothing in it, not even any paint on the walls.

Dark red pipes were exposed everywhere on the walls and the ground, and bright green light was flowing in the pipes like blood circulating.

There is a door in the east, south, west and north of the hall, leading to four rooms respectively.

On the east door hung a complete wolf skin with its head opening into a bloody mouth.

A shotgun was hung on the west door, with the muzzle pointed at the wolf's head.

There are two bottles of reagents hanging on the south door, one is purple and the other is green.

On the north door there was a horizontal eye that was constantly shedding tears.

The moment Liu Zheng entered the second-floor lobby, all the doors moved unusually.

The wolf head growled at him, the shotgun pointed at his brow, boiling smoke came out of the reagent bottle, and its eyes shed tears of blood towards him.

“Thank you everyone, your enthusiasm brought tears to my eyes.”

He said with emotion.

"What are you doing?"

The Ama asked curiously.

"We are responding to their welcome."

Liu Zheng waved at them.

"They are not welcoming you. They are looking forward to being relieved."

The Ama shook her head.

"relief?"

"That's right. If the identity you draw matches the gate, you will exchange souls with the gate if you lose, until the next unlucky person appears."

Said the Ama.

Good man, looking for a scapegoat, eh?

"What if we win?"

"If you win you'll get a prize from the door."

The Ama replied.

"It hasn't even found a replacement, and you're giving me a prize?"

"The gate is the gate, and the soul is the soul. The more you win, the better it is for the gate."

Said the Ama.

"I see. Come, have some coffee."

Liu Zheng took out a cup of unlucky coffee and handed it to her.

"How do you know I like lattes?"

The Ama took a sip of the coffee.

"In fact, I bought a dozen kinds of coffee. If you don't like this one, I'll bring out another one."

Liu Zheng said frankly.

"You want to pick me up?"

Ama is equally direct.

"Yes."

"But I don't think I've seen you before."

She looked at Liu Zheng for a few seconds.

"But I've seen you."

"Oh."

The Ama didn't comment.

"So, which door do you want to choose?"

She returned to the point.

"Looking at this cup of coffee, do you have any suggestions?"

Liu Zheng asked shamelessly.

"All I can tell you is that door wanted to win today."

The Ama pointed at the reagent door and said.

"Okay, I'll go through that door then."

He said decisively.

Based on Liu Zheng's understanding of Werewolf, the identity corresponding to that door should be a witch.

The witch's skill is that she initially has a bottle of poison and a bottle of antidote.

The poison can kill a person, and the antidote can save a person killed by a werewolf, and both can only be used once.

It’s a relatively powerful identity, but it’s also easy to be blamed.

For example, after the first night, he was stabbed by a werewolf and couldn't save himself, so he chose to blindly poison himself to prove his identity, but he took the prophet away, causing the good camp to suffer a direct bloodbath.

Liu Zheng is quite accurate in finding wolves, so his chances of obtaining the identity of a witch are quite high.

Although the front desk may not be able to help him obtain the identity of a witch, it doesn't matter.

Anyway, he didn't come here for the prize.

“Put on a mask.”

Walking to the witch's door, the sea girl took out a fox mask.

There were no holes in the mask, and after Liu Zheng put it on, everything in front of him was pitch black.

He tried to take off the mask, but found that it was welded and could not be removed at all.

The mermaid took his hand and led him into the door.

The room was so quiet that even the sound of breathing could not be heard.

But through the mask, Liu Zheng also felt many pairs of eyes looking at him.

"do not speak."

As if she knew he was going to go crazy again, the mermaid pinched his palm and said.

Liu Zheng nodded and didn't ask stupid questions like "Then how can you speak?"

The Ama woman led him to the table and pressed him into a chair.

Liu Zheng leaned back and found that there was a lumbar support, which was quite considerate.

"There are a few new players today, so I'll explain the rules to you all again."

"Old players can also strengthen their memory. After all, the punishment for breaking the rules is very severe."

The voice of the Ama can be heard in the distance.

"The first rule is that you are not allowed to talk to someone's face. For example, if I weren't a prophet, I would eat this table."

Given the nature of this world, the punishment would probably be for the person who spoke to actually eat the table.

"The second rule is that insulting others is prohibited. As for the extent of insulting others, the host has the right to interpret it."

"Rule three, no cheating. I know some players have extraordinary abilities and can bypass the constraints of the mask. So you can try, but if you are caught by me, you will be in trouble."

As soon as he finished speaking, Liu Zheng immediately regained his vision.

He looked around. The walls and ceiling were covered with tangled vines, and the floor was made of arm-thick logs.

All the players sat around a large round table. In the middle of the table was a huge crucible, from which colorful bubbles or a wisp of black smoke would occasionally emerge.

Liu Zheng looked at the other players again. All of them had their appearance changed by the masks. Except for their clothes, everything was exactly the same. It was impossible to tell the genders apart.

As for the expression, it is even more impossible to see it.

This is a good thing for him.

A very important skill in Werewolf is to read faces, that is, to judge the other player's identity or the truthfulness of his or her words by observing his or her expressions, eyes, and movements.

Don't think this is metaphysics. The more familiar the people are when you play together, the higher the success rate of this trick.

Even if it is a game with strangers, if you are skilled enough, the success rate of face reading is not low.

Liu Zheng was a little suspicious. The reason why his success rate as a werewolf was low was because he looked too ugly.

While he was looking at the other players, they were also looking at him.

There was mostly probing in their looks, but there was also a lot of hostility.

After all, no one knows whether they will be drawn to be a witch.

Liu Zheng discovered that the other players' masks all had a number on their foreheads.

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"This game is a 12-player game of pre-game, female hunter, guard and slaughter."

"The good guys: prophet + witch + hunter + guard + four civilians."

"Werewolf camp: White Wolf King + three ordinary werewolves."

"Speaking time: 150 seconds."

"A witch cannot save herself except on her first night."

"The sheriff has the right to return votes, which count as 1.5 votes when voting, and he has 180 seconds to speak."

"When running for sheriff, two werewolves need to explode themselves so that they can eat the badge."

It’s not actually the most standard pre-Hunter White configuration, but the difference is not that big, both are considered basic boards.

The witch can save herself on the first night, and the guards can guard others at night, so the good camp has a great advantage.

But with a White Wolf King who can self-destruct and take people away, the werewolf camp is not completely at a disadvantage.

After all, the probability of hitting the witch with a knife on the first night was not high.

"Player No. 8, your identity is a witch."

It's really a witch!

This coffee was really worth it.

However, if he loses this game, would it be considered that he is buying his own life?

Of course, Liu Zheng was just joking.