"I want to go back! Let me go back!"
"Let me go back! I want to go back! No one can stop me from playing Werewolf Kill!"
No. 7 White Person, who had returned from the sea where he had tried to kill himself, also noticed the shark approaching and immediately screamed.
He had rowed a boat to this remote stretch of sea to kill himself. After he jumped in, the boat had drifted away with the current, and now it would be difficult for anyone else to save him.
Especially with the shark closing in, it would only take a few minutes for it to kill him.
His Only Way to Live was to return to his seat in Werewolf Kill.
"As you wish..."
No. 0 Clown grinned broadly. The next moment, No. 7 White Person returned to his seat once more.
"Whew, whew... I'm finally saved." No. 7 White Person panted heavily.
Everyone looked at him with disgust and mockery.
"Well, well, isn't this the guy who just said he was different from us?"
"Yeah. Didn't you already run back? Why do you want to be just like us now?"
But someone soon coughed. "All right, stop talking. We should think about how to clear this game."
The speaker was No. 5, an old white man.
After he spoke, No. 7 White Person gave him a grateful look.
Wenren Sheng quietly watched the scene like a spectator.
"Very good. As newcomers, you have been given more than enough time to adjust. The game will now begin. Since none of you have played this game before, I will post the rules in front of your seats. You will have two hours to study and familiarize yourselves with them. Then we will enter the next stage: drawing identities." No. 0