"Senior Brother, why was it that even after I did as you said, everyone still saw through us...?"
High above the map, Mu Yawen, now a soul, looked at Zhong Yi beside her with a baffled expression.
The corner of Zhong Yi's mouth twitched slightly. "You tell me!"
During the first round of speeches, Zhong Yi had originally turned the tide and convinced everyone.
Who would have thought that Mu Yawen needed only one sentence to make everyone think they were Demon Path...
Then Mu Yawen was voted out by everyone else with remarkable tacit understanding.
"Why did you die too, Senior Brother? Can they kill people as well? Doesn't that mean we've turned into people fighting each other?"
At the mention of fighting, Mu Yawen suddenly perked up.
Just now, she had watched the battle from above and seen Zhong Yi sneakily crouching in a corner, picking off lone good guys.
Only to be counter-killed with a single slash, turning into a soul to keep her company.
"Among the good guys, there should be some Classes that can attack."
Zhong Yi explained.
The Class of the person who had killed him just now was Constable.
Zhong Yi specifically opened the Class panel and looked through the Skills.
Constables could also draw their blades and kill people, but once they killed the wrong person, they themselves would perish too.
Besides that, there was another good-guy Class called Swordsman that could also draw a blade.
"Then why was it Senior Brother who died instead of him?"
Mu Yawen muttered to herself before immediately explaining it to herself.
"Oh, right. In the Illusion Realm, Senior Brother Zhong is what Junior Brother Lu called... all thumbs."
"...Don't listen to Junior Brother Lu's nonsense."
Zhong Yi clenched his fists tightly.
After dying, players turned