Chapter 67: The Resurrected Counterattack

But then, he suddenly saw the light.

“Although I don’t know what happened yesterday, maybe I couldn’t take down that little bitch, but now the Witch is on my side!”

“If the Witch comes out and vouches for my identity, then I, as the Prophet, will be set in stone, right?”

“There are still 7 players on the field. The Third Party Faction of Lovers and Cupid has at most 3 people.”

“With a bit of effort, isn’t there a higher chance of forcing out the Third Party Faction during the day?”

“Hahaha… Good, good, Taoqimao. No matter how you calculated, you never expected the Witch to save me, did you?”

“Now it looks like your kill actually helped me and cornered you!!!”

“Just you wait! I’ll get you eliminated today!”

“Of course, it would be even better if you were already dead!!!”

Cthulhu had no idea his Thatched Hut had been destroyed.

Now that the Witch had revived him, the System had restored the hut to its original state.

He thought for a moment and decided to find Taoqimao first to confirm the result.

If she and her Lover were dead, then this move was a finishing blow.

He’d have to pour the Witch a nice cup of cappuccino as thanks.

If she wasn’t dead, he’d have a ‘nice, frank talk’ with her.

Otherwise, he would never swallow this anger!!!

He also wanted to see just what that little bitch was hiding.

So, before 6:00, Cthulhu was already outside Taoqimao’s Thatched Hut.

But the result was disappointing.

Through the window, he saw Taoqimao sleeping peacefully in bed.

It was clear she had killed him.

Instantly, his anger flared, and he pounded on the door.

“Bang, bang, bang, bang—!”

“Open up!!!”

“Open up now!!!”

Startled by the knocking and the sudden harsh voice, Taoqimao jolted upright in bed and stared blankly at the door, momentarily unresponsive.

As the knocking grew louder and the voice more aggressive, she froze: “He… how…”

Frowning, she sensed something was wrong.

She quickly got out of bed and put on an act of being slightly clumsy but timid.

The earlier timidity, fueled by psychological suggestion, had been real—it wasn’t an act.

But after the key memories from the first game resurfaced, her personality had been affected.

Her inherent cowardice and fear were gone, forcing her to deliberately pretend to be her former self.

She opened the door.

Sure enough, there stood Cthulhu, face full of rage, fists clenched.

“Heh heh… Well, well, you little bitch, finally opened the door, huh?”

“You’ve been putting on a good act these past few days?”

“You’ve fooled me good!!!”

“After killing me, you sleep so peacefully, without a care in the world.”

“Thought you had it in the bag, didn’t you?”

“Bet you didn’t see this coming!!! The Witch saved me!!!”

“You…”

As Cthulhu’s angry voice continued, Taoqimao’s timid expression gradually faded, replaced by impatience.

Finally, she interrupted him.

“So much bullshit? Dying once wasn’t enough for you?”

“Hah… If you’ve got something to say, come inside.”

“I can kill you once, and I can kill you again!”

Her tone was icy, even hinting at a trace of excitement.

***

The Daytime Showdown!

Cthulhu was stunned by the sudden shift in Taoqimao’s tone.

He looked closely at the once-timid Taoqimao—she was nothing like the person he knew before.

She was no longer the little kitten he could push around.

The tiger hidden inside her petite body had awakened.

He knew that shouting here was pointless, so he calmed down.

“Don’t underestimate me!”

Throwing out a meaningless line, he followed Taoqimao into the house.

Sitting down on a chair, he got straight to the point: “I don’t know how you managed to kill me yesterday.”

“But since the Witch saved me, that means the Witch isn’t part of your Third Party Faction.”

“Today, I’m going to have a showdown with your Third Party Faction!”

“There are only 7 players left. Your Third Party Faction should have 3 votes!”

“I’ll rally the votes of the other 3 players besides myself and vote you out. Then you’re eliminated, and don’t use your Wolf King Skill to take me down today!”

“Of course, if I fail and I’m eliminated today, then I’ll accept it!”

“I’ll admit I lost to you!!!”

Taoqimao looked at Cthulhu impatiently and said, “You already said all this yesterday. There’s no need to repeat yourself.”

Cthulhu, equally impatient, snapped, “I don’t know if I said it or not!!!”

“So what? Are you scared!!!”

Taoqimao’s eyes showed confidence as she replied, “Hah… Why would I be scared?”

“Anyway, it’s you who’s getting eliminated today.”

Cthulhu was stunned for a moment, unable to figure out why he would be the one eliminated, but he quickly nodded: “Fine!”

“As long as you agree. That’s worthy of both of us being Werewolves!”

“When you’re voted out today, don’t put on that pitiful act and fake cry.”

Taoqimao: “Same to you.”

If last night’s late hours were the first showdown between Cthulhu and Taoqimao—

And Cthulhu had completely lost—

Then now the Witch had given Cthulhu a second chance to counterattack.

In other words, the second showdown between the Werewolves had officially begun.

With the two reaching an agreement, they started putting on an act.

Cthulhu ran to the door of Taoqimao’s Thatched Hut and began wailing: “Ah!!!”

“Everyone, come quick!”

“Everyone, come out!!!”

“I found the last Werewolf!”

“I’ve checked and found the last Werewolf!!!”

Cthulhu looked panicked, but to Taoqimao, it was somewhat ridiculous.

After Cthulhu had been shouting for about five minutes, the first person finally appeared.

Unrivaled, who hadn’t slept all night, trudged over with dark circles under his eyes, grumbling, “Damn, what the hell are you screaming about so early in the morning!”

Despite his complaints, when he saw how anxious Cthulhu looked, he walked over, glanced at the nameplate in front of the Thatched Hut, frowned, and said, “What, Taoqimao is a Werewolf?”

“I thought you looked like a Werewolf!”

“I’m firmly on my Big Brother Sibo Daye’s side!”

In reality, Unrivaled wasn’t sure, but he believed Sibo Daye must be a Good Guy, so he had to side with him.

Cthulhu quickly ran up to Unrivaled, grabbed his shoulders, and put on an emotional, tearful expression: “Unrivaled, I’m the Prophet! I checked Taoqimao yesterday!”

“She’s a Werewolf!!!”

“Plus, I have no memory of yesterday, which means I was killed!”

“The Witch will vouch for me. Are you the Witch?”

“If we vote out Taoqimao today, we might win directly!!!”

Unrivaled was taken aback, thought for a moment, and said suspiciously, “What makes you think I’m going to reveal my identity?”

“Besides, you say the Witch saved you. But if you don’t remember last night, how do you know Taoqimao is a Werewolf?”

“You’re lying!”

“You’re the Werewolf!”

Cthulhu was prepared and quickly explained, “I don’t have the memory, but as the Prophet, there’s a record of my check in the System!”

“When I found out I had no memory of yesterday, I checked the System’s log, and that’s how I knew!”

“Unrivaled, you have to believe me!”

“If we don’t vote out Taoqimao, the Werewolf, today, we’re all going to die!!!”

At that moment, Unrivaled didn’t seem like the Witch, but when Cthulhu had mentioned the Witch earlier, Unrivaled had clearly paused for a split second, which Cthulhad caught.

All the players in this game were hiding their identities well, making it hard for Cthulhu to judge for now.

Unrivaled thought it over, then a glint flickered in his eyes.

After considering, Sibo Daye was likely the Hunter.

If Cthulhu’s words were true, then he might actually be the Prophet!

If that was the case, then Pikachu, who was voted out yesterday, was a Werewolf.

If one of Conan and the poisoned Old Six Du was also a Werewolf, then voting out Taoqimao today might really win the game!

The situation yesterday had made Unrivaled feel somewhat hopeless.

But now?

Whoa, a little flame of hope had rekindled in his heart.

He started blaming his Big Brother, Sibo Daye, for leading them astray and almost getting the real Prophet eliminated.

Unable to control his emotions, he grabbed Cthulhu’s hand instead and said excitedly, “Damn, if you really are the Prophet, don’t misunderstand my vote against you yesterday.”

“I was misled by Sibo Daye!”

“Don’t worry, I’ll follow you and vote out Taoqimao!”

Inside the house, Taoqimao saw that Unrivaled actually believed Cthulhu, so she put on an act of aggrieved crying: “I’m not a Werewolf! He’s lying!”

“I have no memory of last night… I can’t remember anything…”

“He came to my Thatched Hut early this morning… and started cursing at me…”

“I… don’t understand… what’s going on…”

Tears streaming down her face, looking pitiful.

She really did look like she’d been wronged.

Unrivaled looked from Taoqimao to Cthulhu, then pursed his lips, thought for a moment, and finally sided with Cthulhu: “Damn, sis, stop pretending!”

“Big Brother Sibo Daye trusted you so much?”

“He treated you pretty well, didn’t he? He never suspected you the entire game!”

“Then you suddenly changed your vote and got Pikachu eliminated. Did you think I didn’t see it, or did you think I forgot?”

“I don’t believe a word you say anymore. I need to go talk to Big Brother Sibo Daye and tell him not to be stupid anymore!”