First Player

Chapter 123 Chapter 121 · "The next step is up to you."

...The clones died too many times.

He also died too many times.

His mental state has been getting worse and worse recently. Ever since the third world, he has felt a dizziness that almost engulfed him. Although it was somewhat relieved by talking to Jasmine last night, this discomfort has always been there. exist.

He held on to the wall and stood up slowly.

...Perhaps he is almost losing his mind. He must calm down quickly.

Perhaps, in the next levels, he needs to find some props that can stabilize his mental state...

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"Wow——"

The teleported white light flashed.

Su Mingan returned to the long table, and the referendum session was over.

The voting information hangs completely on the long table, clearly showing everyone's voting target.

A flash of realization flashed in his eyes.

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[Player No. (2) (5) (9) (11) (12) votes for Player No. 3]

[Player (3) votes for player (5)]

[Player No. (1) (4) (6) (7) (10) abandoned the vote]

[The voting is over, player No. (3) has the most votes, and player No. (3) is out. 】

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[Player No. (3) Edward, please make your last words. Your last words should not exceed 90 seconds. 】

"!!"

Edward stood up with his hands on the table.

The eyes of other players were also full of fear, and only a few had clear expressions on their faces.

Even though we had promised to abstain collectively, some people actually voted, and it seemed that there were quite a few.

...It's the werewolves who collectively rushed to vote.

They had also expected such a situation, but excluding the exiled Andre, there were only three werewolves at most. Even if the tickets were exchanged, they could buy one get one free and kill the exposed werewolves.

But...why, there are five votes?

On the long table, the people voting had different expressions. Mizushima Kawakora tilted her head, black hair covering the side of her face, Iris turned her eyes away, and her fingers bent unnaturally. Lin Jiang still lowered his head, but his shoulders Mizushima Kawaharu was no longer shaking so frequently, Mizushima Kawaharu was smiling, as if he had anticipated this outcome.

Clear confusion finally appeared on Edward's face. He looked at the people voting and said angrily:

"It's not like we agreed to surrender, but you, you guys actually——"

Edward is in the good guy camp.

Just yesterday during the day, he threatened Mizushima Kawakora and other werewolves with his background, asking them to disclose their identity information. He thought he was in control, knew the identity of the vast majority of people, and could dictate the vote.

The scene of a counter-attack appeared clearly in front of him.

The werewolves did not support him as he said.

Instead... without hesitation, they collectively voted Edward out.

"Edward, understand." Noel straightened his figure, his smile was pure, as if he was happy for this interesting game: "This is no longer your Zhai Xing controlled by the group, this is - brand new world. Don’t think that your threats are still effective against us - the werewolves have kidnapped us, dear, you...have lost."

Originally, no one else could interrupt the player's last words.

But the situation now is obvious...werewolves are kidnapping, and the number of werewolves is greater than that of good people, so no one stopped Noel's words.

The mayor stood at the edge of the square, his head lowered, and Jasmine's eyes looked a little sinister.

"Well...I see." Su Ming'an looked at this scene and nodded: "So, the werewolves are, Noel, Mizushima Kawakora, Iris, Lin Jiang, and... Mizushima Kawaharu? Five werewolves? Me Remember Mizushima Kawaharu is a good person I checked, but you were coerced?"

"No - you are wrong, Su Ming'an."

Mizushima Kawaharu suddenly interrupted him.

She arched her eyebrows and raised an extremely bright smile: "There has never been any coercion - in this game, there is actually an extremely beautiful love!"

"Love?" Su Mingan asked.

She spread her hands and looked a little crazy: "Even if I am a good person and my sister is a werewolf, I will follow her wherever she is!"

"...So you have to vote with her, and it doesn't matter if you lose?" Su Mingan looked at her.

Mizushima Kawaharu's eyes were gloomy: "It doesn't matter, I just want my sister to win. You are really lucky, and you couldn't die for two consecutive nights, but it doesn't matter, we have seen through your tricks a long time ago, even if you and Lu It doesn’t matter if the tree exchanges identities... The werewolf has kidnapped him, that’s all he is – a prophet that no one believes in.”

"Ah." Lu Shu finally spoke, his voice seemed a bit dull: "Su Ming'an...it turns out you are really a prophet."

"I told you a long time ago, I always have been." Su Mingan pointed at the table: "If that guy Edward hadn't sent me a kill check first on the first day, I wouldn't have been so tired."

While the two of them were talking, Adolf's fists on the side slowly clenched.

"Andre...isn't he a werewolf?"

He murmured, standing up like a mountain, as if he was about to punch Su Mingan, with strong hatred in his eyes: "You, who are you the number one player! As a prophet, you wronged Andre Jean He’s out—you’re so damn—!”

Lu Shu immediately stepped forward, blocked Adolf's fist, and hit the opponent's chest with his elbow, forcing him to take half a step back.

The mantis flew onto his shoulder with a cold wind, and he protected Su Ming'an firmly in front of him, like a solid city wall.

There was a tense situation here, but Su Mingan still looked at Lin Jiang opposite: "I didn't expect that you are actually from the werewolf camp. You really don't show your face..."

At this point, he smiled softly: "Forget it, it's not important."

...His identity was actually not much wrong. Mizushima Kawakora, Iris and Noel were among his guesses, but Lin Jiang was indeed the one he didn't expect. He thought this timid-looking girl would be a guard.

The red candle on the table is about to go out.

Edward recovered from the anger of being deceived and realized that the time for his last words was almost over.

"Mizushima Kawasora, you are very good." He gritted his teeth and said, "I think you don't care about your grandfather and father anymore."

"Stop talking." Mizushima Kawakawa tilted his head: "In the game, this is my choice. I only respect the winning or losing of the game."

"Very good... what about you, Lin Jiang?" Edward tilted his head and looked at the girl who looked like a little rabbit.

Faced with such a situation, Edward did not lose his composure like Andre. His back was still straight, and there was only hatred and anger in his eyes: "Pretend to be innocent, pretend to be serious, huh? When this copy is over - you all just wait for me."

Lin Jiang shrank even harder, almost squeezing her entire head on the table, not daring to raise her eyes at all.

"Okay, Edward." Mizushima Kawaharu tilted her head, her strange earrings jingled, and she spread her hands: "To be honest, we can't beat you together - but fortunately you are stupid, stupid enough to give We have a chance to rush out... Now, five against five, don't think that your good camp has a chance... In the daytime session, this game - will be over."

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The werewolves want to kill all the good guys.

During this day.

The good guys camp that lost Edward, the good guy camp that lost Mizushima Kawaharu... In their eyes, there is almost no threat.

Even if you can't beat them, you can hide and hide until the next night session... the good guy camp will still lose.

In the night session, the werewolves are invincible and the good guys don’t have enough votes.

…What’s more, they also have a backup plan.

"You guys, wait for me, I will remember you..." Edward moved his eyes and looked over one by one, remembering the figures of each werewolf player in his heart.

"But don't think... you just won..."

Edward's voice was as cold as his bones, as if he was trying to hold someone back before dying, making everyone who came into contact with his gaze want to retreat.

That gaze was strong and cold, as if it wanted to penetrate people.

Like smoldering firewood, even if there is ashes attached to it, the residual warmth still remains.

After he put down his words, everyone in the seats heard a cold reminder:

[The last words time is over. 】

There seemed to be an invisible sound of wind, and the square was filled with a faint smell of blood.

Su Ming'an rubbed his bloodshot eyes, and his hands gradually came closer to his temples.

...Okay, everyone already knows who the werewolf is.

Go back to the previous file...pick them out one by one.

He closed his eyes and prepared himself for death.

"——Su Mingan."

Suddenly, he was about to turn back when he heard Edward's somewhat deep voice next to him.

He turned his head and saw those bright eyes.

"I now temporarily believe that you are a good person." Edward said: "I have temporarily lost to these despicable existences, and the rest will be left to you."

Su Mingan smiled: "Actually, you are no better than them - as long as it is a means of victory, there is no despicable thing."

Edward's eyes were slightly cold, but he didn't refute.

"At least...I still have something to do." Edward said.

The candle went out.

It was clearly time for exile, but Edward was not dragged away directly.

Behind him, a transparent figure gradually appeared. The figure was wearing a cowboy hat, a linen cape, a thick scarf wrapped around his body, and holding a shiny gun in his hand.

The black muzzle of the gun was as dangerous as a black hole, and Edward stretched out his hand and took the gun from the spirit body.

"Flip the cards." He raised the muzzle of the gun and spoke coldly.

[No. 3 Traveler Edward turns over the card and is a hunter. 】

One of the four priests, hunter.

His skill is to kill any player on the field before dying.

This is a priestly identity that can only play its role before death.

He is not like a prophet who can know a person's true origin at a glance, nor is he like a witch who can control life and death with one hand, nor is he a guard who can protect innocent people who are about to be attacked at night.

The hunter's skills are powerful, straightforward, and cannot be disobeyed, with an aloofness unique to the priesthood.

Even if a hunter is banished, he can still use a cushion before dying.

He will let the other party know... Letting the hunter out is not something that can be taken lightly.

——But you have to pay the price with your life.

[——Hunter, you are out, please choose the target to shoot. 】

Everyone on the field was silent.

Mizushima Kawakora clenched her fists tightly, Lin Jiang shrank in her seat, Iris turned her head away from her eyes, and even Mizushima Kawaharu, who had been laughing and laughing, stopped smiling.

Like facing a trial, no one can stop the bullet fired from the hunter's gun.

Like being on a Russian turntable, the person hit by that bullet... will definitely die.

There is no room for escape.

"I choose." Edward spoke out, his eyes locked on a person who was also looking at him:

"—Take No. 2, Noel."

Taking away the most powerful player in the werewolf camp and giving the good guys a moment of breathing space... This is the path he chose.

The smile on Noel's face did not change. Facing the black muzzle of the gun that turned around, he sighed slightly, then turned his head and looked at Mizushima Kawakora.

"The next step is up to you?" He tilted his head and smiled childishly.

"……I will."

Mizushima Kawakora nodded, his expression solemn.

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Fourth World·Currently identified:

No. 3 Edward (Hunter)

No. 4 Lu Shu (Witch)

No. 5 Mizushima Kawakora (Werewolf)