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

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Liu Zheng couldn't see his expression, but he knew how much pain he was in by looking at the frequency of the mask shaking.

After more than ten seconds, Player No. 12 loosened his throat and grabbed the mask on his face.

The veins on his hands bulged from using too much force, but he was unable to move the mask at all, and could only leave bloody marks in vain.

Finally, he stopped struggling.

In the black water formed by the dissolving flesh and blood, only a mask remained.

"How miserable."

Liu Zheng said with compassion.

If you don’t have the ability, don’t wear random clothes. Look, you’re dead.

He lowered the window and walked towards his house.

The moonlight shone on him, and a long red devil shadow was dragged behind him.

After returning to the house, Liu Zheng felt very sleepy and fell into a deep sleep.

"It's dawn, players please open your eyes."

When he was awakened by the host's voice, he found himself standing at the door.

The same goes for other players, including No. 12 who was poisoned by him yesterday.

All the players came to the square statue and sat down tacitly, waiting for the host to announce what happened last night.

"Players 12 and 5 both died last night. They left no last words."

As soon as the host finished speaking, No. 12 immediately turned into a pool of black water, while No. 5 turned into a piece of shattered wreckage.

Double death, what a pity.

If the guards are guarding the right people, then the good guys can basically declare victory.

Of course, Liu Zheng also knew that he couldn’t get all the good things, so he wasn’t too upset.

"Triggering the second round of random divine punishment: collective punishment."

"After the player to be executed is selected in this round of voting, the two surviving players closest to him will be exiled together."

"Please, Sheriff, choose the order of speaking for this round."

What the hell!

As soon as the host finished speaking, all the players' pupils trembled.

This second round of divine punishment is too terrifying. If the vote is not cast well, the werewolves and villagers may suffer blood loss.

After the sheriff chooses the speaking order, the players speak in turn.

I won’t go into detail about the speech process, but in short, everyone was accusing each other of being wolves.

As for players No. 9 and No. 11, their statements were very consistent. They both demanded that player No. 3's police badge be torn off.

In fact, in essence, it doesn’t matter who comes out in this round.

The chances of two or three werewolves sitting in a row are really low.

No matter who comes out, the werewolf will make money, the only difference is how much he makes.

I can only say that this round of heavenly punishment really messes up people's mentality, it's almost as if the host is deliberately balancing the situation.

After some urgent thinking, Liu Zheng relaxed his brows.

In an extremely unfavorable situation, he still found the optimal solution.

"Player No. 8 speaks up. Isn't the only way to win now to vote for Player No. 10?"

His voice was sonorous and powerful.

"No matter who is the real prophet between No. 9 and No. 11, there must be a wolf among them, right?"

"Then No. 10 has already recognized himself as a civilian. The worst result of executing him is the death of a civilian, a god, and a wolf."

"If it's better, it's just one civilian for two wolves, a sure win."

"So, for this round, we don't need to worry about whether No. 3 is the real prophet or not, and we don't need to worry about whether he has checked or not. Just vote unanimously for No. 10 and that's it."

"No. 10, go with peace of mind. We will avenge you."

"I have finished my speech."

Liu Zheng ended this round of speeches.

Because anyone with a discerning eye knows that his plan is the most reasonable for good people.

Whoever acts unreasonably must be a wolf.

When it came to the voting stage, almost everyone voted for No. 10, including No. 10 himself.

Only number 9 was different, he still voted for number 3.

"The daytime session ends and it will be night in two hours."

As soon as the host finished speaking, three gallows rose from the ground, hanging players No. 9, No. 10, and No. 11 in mid-air.

"Sigh~"

Looking at their painful struggles, Liu Zheng felt that these people who played Werewolf were all seriously ill.

The execution was fake, but the death experience was real.

If you come here to play often, won't you die several times every day?

But considering that this world was not normal to begin with, he suddenly felt normal again.

Seeing other players admiring their deaths, Liu Zheng shook his head and returned to the carpenter's hut.

The big rooster is eating sweet potatoes.

It’s said to be eating, but in fact it’s eating and playing at the same time.

It chased sweet potatoes everywhere, and the sweet potato peels and crumbs it pecked off were all over the house.

Liu Zheng picked it up without any hesitation and hit the chicken's butt a few times.

"Hehe! What are you doing?"

The big rooster crowed in dissatisfaction.

It tried to peck at Liu Zheng's hand, but he dodged it nimbly.

"Eat it well and don't make it all over the place. I couldn't cure Napoleon, and I can't cure you either."

"My master won't care how I eat."

Said the big rooster.

"So he left because he was mad at you."

Liu Zheng retorted.

"No, I don't want to talk to you anymore."

The big rooster struggled angrily, forcing him to let go.

Then it went straight to the kitchen and returned to its nest.

Liu Zheng ignored it because he had to consider the situation.

现在，1号、5号、9号、10号、11号、12号都死了。

存活的玩家还有2号、3号、4号、6号、7号、8号。

已知9号和11号里必有一狼，1号和12号大概率是狼，5号和10号应该是个好人。

Then the best case scenario is that there is still one wolf on the field, and this wolf is most likely number 3.

The worst case scenario is that there are still three wolves.

Under normal circumstances, if there are still three wolves, the good guys have already lost.

But considering the existence of God's Favor Card and Heavenly Punishment mechanism, a turnaround is possible.

Moreover, this game is not just about Werewolf, the key to victory or defeat may lie beyond voting.

Thinking of this, Liu Zheng walked to the kitchen and knocked hard on the wooden board in the basement.

"Do you want to go find your master?"

He said.

"Go."

After a few seconds, the big rooster pushed open the wooden board and said stupidly.

"Let's go then."

The activity lasted only two hours, but the forest was quite large.

Liu Zheng picked up the big rooster and walked out of the hut.

Immediately, his eyes frowned.

Player 2 and Player 6 were waiting for him at the door.

In the darkness, there are a few gazes looming.

No. 2 and No. 6 looked at Liu Zheng without saying anything and walked directly behind him.

The meaning was obvious: they wanted to act with him.

But Liu Zheng didn't want to.

He suddenly pointed in a direction, and all the players looked over there subconsciously.

Then, Liu Zheng started running wildly.

After being revived by the potion, the witch's body became much stronger.

By the time the players reacted, he had already run a long distance.

Of course they wouldn't let him get away like that, and they chased after him immediately.

However, despite this first-mover advantage, they were always several steps behind Liu Zheng.

In fact, doing so would reveal his identity, but Liu Zheng no longer cared.

The witch who had used up both bottles of medicine was no different from an ordinary villager.

Moreover, he has the Divine Favor Card: Unstable Compound. The more his identity is exposed, the less likely the werewolves will dare to kill him.

Liu Zheng didn't know whether the werewolf's physical fitness would weaken during the day, but even if it didn't, they didn't dare to follow him because they would be exposed.

The distance between the two sides widened, and by the time Liu Zheng arrived at the forest entrance, the other players were already dozens of meters behind him.

Faced with the gloomy forest path, he walked in without hesitation.

The players who arrived later looked at each other and then dispersed.

Some followed Liu Zheng into the forest, while others returned to the village.

Of course, this has nothing to do with Liu Zheng.

He is now standing at a crossroads in life.

Eight forked roads opened up in front of Liu Zheng, and each one looked exactly the same.

There was clearly only one straight road when he came out of the forest.

Of course, things like space folding are not something to be surprised about in this world.

"Hey, it's time for you to exert your strength."

Liu Zheng put the big rooster on the ground.

"What kind of force?"

The big rooster looked confused.