“I’m… actually quite interested.”
The Ferryman rubbed his nose.
Thinking the logic held up, he nodded and said, “In that case, please perform an examination of Old Six Du’s corpse.”
The Village Chief, the Ordinary Girl, scoffed.
“Hah… who can be certain that the poison on him won’t cause harm to others after his death?”
“I am very interested in the scene of his death. Otherwise, why would I bother squeezing in here with everyone else?”
“Real-life material is quite excellent.”
“But… just the smell inside the room alone makes me feel a bit nauseous.”
“Anyone can see he was poisoned to death by the Witch. Even an idiot could tell.”
“Why should I take the risk of potentially being poisoned myself just to help you?”
The Village Chief’s tone was filled with disdain and mockery, which instantly infuriated both Great Emperor Zhenwu and Pikachu.
Great Emperor Zhenwu saw that she was young and ultimately held his tongue, but Pikachu was not so patient.
“You brat, that’s going too far!”
“I think you’re either a Werewolf or that idiot Witch gloating from the sidelines!”
The Ordinary Girl glanced at Pikachu and said indifferently, “If I were a Werewolf or the Witch, I would have killed that Shiba Daye to keep him from stealing my position as Village Chief!”
“As for poison, it shouldn’t be wasted on an old man, no matter who uses it.”
“You… you! I’m going to give you a beating today!”
Pikachu was fuming, her anger reaching its peak as she prepared to lunge at the Ordinary Girl.
However, Great Emperor Zhenwu held her back.
“Sis! Hold it together!”
“The game rules don’t allow physical violence. And while her words are infuriating and make one want to punch her, she does have a point. She isn’t necessarily the Witch or a Werewolf!”
“Restrain yourself!”
The Village Chief watched the two agitated people in front of her.
Not wanting to stay any longer, she turned and walked away.
Great Emperor Zhenwu comforted Pikachu while simultaneously cursing the Witch.
Instead, it was Conan who stepped forward and spoke.
“Everyone, haven’t you noticed someone is missing?”
“Our Village Chief, Shiba Daye, hasn’t arrived yet!”
“Could it be that he’s too afraid to show his face because of the bad things he did?”
Following Conan’s words, although Great Emperor Zhenwu and Pikachu both believed Yi Mo was a good person, the fact that he had not shown up yet was indeed suspicious.
They began to have doubts.
Great Emperor Zhenwu muttered, “Could it be… Brother Shiba Daye is actually…”
“Actually what? Don’t go around doubting a Hunter on your own!”
Just as Great Emperor Zhenwu voiced his suspicion, Yi Mo finally arrived on the scene.
He was still wearing the same tracksuit, his hair was a mess, and his face was gloomy.
With deep, dark circles under his eyes, he looked like a vengeful ghost that had just crawled out of hell.
His voice was even more deathly somber, sounding as if he hadn’t drunk water all day.
It was incredibly raspy.
“Whoa! Brother Shiba Daye, what happened to you?!”
Shiba Daye’s appearance gave Great Emperor Zhenwu quite a shock.
Although his own complexion wasn’t great, it wasn’t nearly this bad.
It looked as though he hadn’t slept for several nights!
Looking at Shiba Daye’s state, Conan couldn’t help but speak up.
“You must have stayed up all night because of your guilty conscience after killing someone. That’s why you look like a ghost!”
Yi Mo shot him a cold look and said gloomily, “I’m a Hunter. I have a God Card. Naturally, I can’t sleep well when I’m afraid of dying!”
“On the other hand, a high-level player like you seems to be in great spirits.”
“Did you sleep soundly because you knew you wouldn’t be killed after committing a murder last night?”
“Oh? What’s with that look? Are you planning to come kill me tonight?”
Conan was choked by Yi Mo’s retort, his face turning red with frustration.
Great Emperor Zhenwu was a bit dazed.
To him, everyone looked like a good person, yet everyone also looked like a Werewolf.
But seeing that Yi Mo had arrived, he quickly leaned in and said, “Brother Shiba Daye, you’re finally here!”
“I don’t know who that idiot Witch is, but they poisoned Sect Leader Du to death!”
“You must find that Witch and avenge Sect Leader Du!”
Yi Mo was stunned for a moment.
He looked at Great Emperor Zhenwu as if he were looking at an idiot.
“I say, are you… a fool?”
“Who cares who the Witch is? If either the God Positions or the Villagers are completely wiped out, the entire good camp dies.”
“If you’re a good person, you’ll die too, you know!”
Great Emperor Zhenwu felt a bit wronged by Yi Mo’s words.
The 6-foot-tall man blushed and fidgeted.
“But… Sect Leader Du…”
Yi Mo shook his head.
“Maybe that Boss Qian was the Witch. After being killed by the Werewolves, he had no choice but to poison someone at random!”
“Focus your hatred on the Werewolves. Don’t let yourself get sidetracked!”
Great Emperor Zhenwu thought this made sense, but he still added, “But… they said yesterday that the Witch could save themselves…”
Yi Mo stood on his tiptoes and patted Great Emperor Zhenwu’s forehead, saying helplessly, “Read the game rules carefully. Which one says the Witch can save themselves?”
“Just because it doesn’t say they can’t doesn’t mean they definitely can. Do you understand?”
“Besides, that was only a hypothesis!”
“In short, your targets are the Werewolves.”
Great Emperor Zhenwu was confused.
He had already opened the game rules page to check them himself.
The Ferryman clapped his hands.
“Impressive eloquence. Well then, Mr. Village Chief, how about you analyze who killed Boss Qian, why Old Six Du was poisoned, and who the Werewolves are?”
Hearing this, Yi Mo gave the Ferryman a dark look.
“My words aren’t as useful as your legs, running off like a rabbit.”
“Look at everyone right now. How many are emotionally stable?”
“Go back and sleep. Once everyone is awake and their heads are clear, we’ll discuss it after 3:00 PM!”
With that, he ignored the others and walked away.
Pikachu frowned and left as well.
Great Emperor Zhenwu felt that Old Six Du’s situation was too pitiful, so he went back to get his own quilt, intending to cover him up.
Only Conan and the Ferryman remained in the room.
After a moment, Conan spoke gravely.
“Ferryman, I don’t know what your identity is.”
“But I can tell you clearly: Shiba Daye is a Werewolf.”
“Today, he must be eliminated!”
***
Boss Qian and Old Six Du are dead…
Yi Mo murmured to himself, wondering if there was a wolf among them.
Truthfully, when Boss Qian had stepped out to vouch for him on the first day, Yi Mo had suspected he might be a wolf.
Of course, besides being a wolf, there was another identity that might have prompted him to vouch for him.
That was, Boss Qian might have been holding the Hunter Card!
That way, he could both show he was on the side of the good people and take action to benefit himself whenever the situation allowed.
He could even expose Yi Mo.
It was a strategy that allowed for both offense and defense.
‘But… a double death… poison…’
A strange light flickered in Yi Mo’s eyes, and his expression darkened.
Old Six Du didn’t seem to have drawn resentment from others…
Why was it him…
Thinking of this, Yi Mo quickly walked back toward his small thatched hut.
He looked like he was in poor condition, but that was actually a deliberate disguise.
The dark circles were made with charcoal makeup.
Yi Mo’s makeup skills were not at all inferior to those of beauty bloggers!
‘Whatever… I’ll go back and sleep for a bit first!’
However, that didn’t mean Yi Mo wasn’t sleepy.
After all, he had slept inside a cabinet last night, so his body was inevitably sore.
Just as he was rubbing his shoulder and preparing to enter his hut, a pleasant voice came from nearby.
“Mr. Shiba Daye, I’d like to ask for your help with something. Could I trouble you for a bit of your time?”
The voice was like the song of a nightingale.
Crisp and pleasant, it carried a hint of flirtatiousness that made one feel comfortable and energized upon hearing it.
Yi Mo pinched his messy bangs and turned his head.
Sure enough, it was Dieyu.
She was currently wearing a denim miniskirt that emphasized her long, beautiful legs, and on her feet were low-heeled sandals.
Her upper body was covered by a white chiffon camisole.
One part was slightly sheer, offering a blurry glimpse of her black bra.
The bottom of the top was tucked into her denim skirt.
Her orange hair was still tied in a high side ponytail.
She looked stylish and beautiful—slightly less lively, but more elegant and pure.
And that kind of purity was exactly what could more easily ignite a person’s inner fire.
Dieyu was currently leaning one hand against the wall of the thatched hut while the other held a small, sealed storage box.
She was looking at Yi Mo with a beaming smile.
There was a starlight in her eyes.
Reflected in that starlight was Yi Mo’s gloomy and disheveled appearance, making him feel as though he was somewhat tainting this beauty.
Yi Mo stopped his hand from opening the door and leaned against it with a smile.
“That outfit doesn’t look like someone playing a Death Game.”
“If I gave yesterday’s dress a nine out of ten, today’s outfit gets a 9.1.”
Dieyu chuckled, looking very pleased as she nodded.
“If ten is a perfect score, it seems I still need to work harder.”
She then added, “For you, Mr. Shiba Daye.”
“If I dress up beautifully and everyone is happy looking at me, they won’t eliminate me so early, right?”
Yi Mo nodded and said, “It seems beautiful girls have a huge advantage in a Death Game.”
“What do you need me for?”
“By the way, on my scale, nine is the maximum.”
Because of his facial paralysis, Yi Mo spoke without any expression.
But hearing this, Dieyu’s cheeks turned slightly red.
She pursed her lips and looked directly into Yi Mo’s gloomy eyes as she took a few steps closer.
“Mr. Shiba Daye really knows how to flirt. I wonder how many cute girls outside are enamored with you.”
Yi Mo replied, “Heh, I’m a shut-in. I don’t see women.”
“I have plenty of 2D wives, though, and they’re all quite devoted to me.”
“In our romance, we’re sweet and lovey-dovey, and then we roll around…”
Yi Mo stopped halfway and just stared at Dieyu.
“Hehe.”
Dieyu covered her mouth and giggled.
“How shameless, saying things like that in front of a girl.”
“However, Mr. Shiba Daye is quite special. I wonder how many of your words are true and how many are lies.”
“I have something I need help with. Would you come with me, Mr. Shiba Daye?”
Yi Mo asked, “To roll in the sheets?”
Yi Mo said this purely out of a sense of dark humor, wanting to test this woman’s boundaries.
Dieyu was indeed high-level.
She giggled and pinched her small earlobe.
“Well, that depends on whether Mr. Shiba Daye can first be sweet enough to fill the favorability meter and unlock that kind of plot.”
Yi Mo looked at the sealed storage box in Dieyu’s hand, thought for a moment, and said, “Just kidding, don’t take it seriously.”
“But I’m actually a bit sad that the favorability isn’t full yet.”
“By the way, if you’re looking for help, where’s that Naughty Cat who’s always stuck to you?”
“After all, I’m a man. Won’t it be inconvenient?”