Veteran Player

Yimo walked closer to the ordinary girl Village Chief and thought for a moment before asking, "Why do you want to be the Village Chief so badly?"

As Yimo spoke, the ordinary girl's face darkened. "What else? Of course it's because it's so cool!!!"

After saying that, she even glared at Yimo!

Upon hearing this reason, Yimo felt a mix of amusement and exasperation. He didn't press the issue further and instead opened the voting system, casting his vote for her.

The ordinary girl, knowing Yimo had voted for her, didn't seem happy. She pouted, "Tch, do you think I'm a child? You just want to brush me off like this!"

"I won't think kindly of you, you jerk!"

"I'm not voting for you, you want to be Village Chief?"

"Let's wait until 9 o'clock!"

9 PM was when the system automatically ended the voting.

Yimo didn't continue chatting with her. He just felt that this girl was interesting, as if she wasn't playing a death game but a normal one.

He stood up and scanned the people around him. When he saw Dieyu, he felt her somewhat resentful gaze. He couldn't help but shake his head. It was the first time a beautiful girl had looked at him like that.

Without overthinking it, he clapped his hands. "Everyone, since you acknowledge me as Village Chief, I will take responsibility and find the wolves."

"Don't worry about the village for now. Let's sit down first and have those who haven't spoken much introduce themselves, how about it?"

Following Yimo's suggestion, everyone nodded in agreement. Under his lead, they headed towards the circular table in the center of the village.

This circular table was somewhat like a conference table, but different.

Made of solid brown wood, it looked very artistic.

The diameter in the center was as large as half a basketball court, allowing people to walk around inside.

However, it seemed no one was willing to enter.

Because the platform made of accumulated stones in the middle, and the copper pillar in the center, looked like torture devices for punishing criminals, or dealing with werewolves.

This... was an execution ground!

For some reason, Yimo subconsciously thought of Joan of Arc.

Framed and burned alive at the stake.

He looked at the copper pillar before him, thinking.

How many of those executed here would actually have the werewolf card?

Or, even if they had the werewolf card, should they be burned alive?

Yimo didn't think so!

This was absolutely not normal, even insane!

But...

Yimo's eyes, hidden beneath his bangs, flashed with a red light.

I will absolutely not let anyone kill me!

Sympathy doesn't mean sacrificing himself.

Yimo never considered himself a good person.

Or rather, the so-called good person was only relative.

Good to whom!

As everyone took their seats, all eyes were on Yimo, waiting for him to speak first.

And Yimo?

He nodded, looked around, and finally focused on the ordinary girl. After a moment's thought, he pointed at her and said, "Ordinary girl, would you like to introduce yourself?"

The ordinary girl Village Chief glared at Yimo upon hearing this. "Tch, you damn arrogant gloomy guy, who are you calling ordinary!"

"You're the type I hate the most."

"Hehehe... but everyone else doesn't seem much better, six of one, half a dozen of the other."

"I'm 16, the Village Chief, a shut-in, a total otaku, but unlike someone, I'm not useless."

"Heh... My specialty is hacking. If I don't like someone online, I hack their computer."

After the ordinary girl Village Chief finished her introduction, everyone fell silent...

Uh...

For some reason, compared to her, Siba Jungler seemed to have a better personality?

Yes, that's the illusion he had.

There really is no comparison without contrast.

Even Old Du Liu didn't know how to break the awkwardness.

He even thought that Siba Jungler and the ordinary girl Village Chief, with their gloomy expressions, were quite a match.

Of course, he wouldn't say that out loud.

After the ordinary village chief finished her introduction, Yimo actually nodded and said, "That's indeed better than me!"

How amazing was the Black person's computer?

When Yimo encountered trolls, he would just glance at them, then adopt a Q-style mentality, feeling quite helpless and sad.

After speaking, he pointed to the girl Pikachu, who had a very arrogant look, and said, "Introduce yourself."

Upon hearing this, Pikachu stood up with her hands on her hips and said, "Pikachu, 25 years old, restaurant owner, likes handsome guys."

After speaking, she looked at Yiluo: "Siba Jungler, although from my perspective, you are indeed very good-looking, you're too gloomy, not my type."

As Pikachu spoke with such high self-regard, Supreme One couldn't help but laugh: "Haha... haha..."

"This is hilarious... You really think you're Yang Gui..."

However, before he could finish, he suddenly felt a chill for some reason.

He immediately froze, then turned his head according to the feeling, and happened to notice Yimo looking at him with cold eyes. Pikachu was also looking at him angrily and was cursing loudly.

"Uh... Big Brother..." Supreme One felt he still had a chance and could try to smooth things over.

"You're done for, just shut up!" But Yimo directly gave him a death sentence notice.

Then he said to Pikachu, "Continue. It's true, I don't like my type either, but this is just my personality, I can't change it. I'm sorry."

Upon hearing this, Pikachu looked closely at Yimo and suddenly felt that upon closer inspection, he was quite handsome, especially when he was confronting Supreme One.

He had so much manly charm!

She suddenly felt like he was back in her good graces, her face flushed, and she became suddenly shy: "Then... um... for the second death game, I've played Werewolf before, but I was bad at it and we just ended up yelling at each other, so I deleted it!"

"No... I'm done!"

After speaking, Pikachu quickly sat down!

At this moment, Yimo slapped his forehead, feeling that he shouldn't have let her introduce herself.

But in his heart, he thought this decision was also good.

Because, in the voting phase, Pikachu's vote.

Yimo believed he could secure it!

The voting right was the capital for the daytime in this game!

The next person to introduce himself was Cthulhu, a refined young man.

Yimo remembered very clearly that when Supreme One started attacking him, Cthulhu was the first to secretly chime in!

"Cthulhu, second death game. I don't have any special skills, I'm just an office worker, in a clerical position."

"Let me clarify first, I'll take the civilian role."

A very simple introduction. He stood up properly, bowed first, and spoke respectfully, very politely.

But precisely because of this, he lacked any distinct features.

He had been quite inconspicuous among the crowd before, so Yimo asked him to introduce himself, wanting to understand him better.

But he didn't get any extra information.

Yimo: "It's not very meaningful for everyone to introduce themselves. From now on, let's communicate more and get to know each other slowly."

"Exactly. There's still one person who hasn't spoken at all, standing behind everyone. That friend, could you come out and introduce yourself?"

Following Yimo's words, a boy even more inconspicuous than Cthulhu stood up.

He was less than 1.7 meters tall, had a bowl cut, and glasses as thick as a bottle cap covered half his face. He was wearing jeans and a white t-shirt.

"I am Conan, the fifth death game. A third-year university student and the president of the board game club." He adjusted the frame of his glasses, and a white light flashed. "An experienced Werewolf player, with over 3000 games played offline and online."

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Popular Science/Explanation:

1. Declare: In Werewolf, when you state what your hidden role is, it's called "Declaring."

If you say you are a civilian, you "Tiao civilian." If you say you are the Hunter, you "Tiao gun" or "Tiao Hunter." If you say you are the Prophet, you "Tiao Prophet."

Yimo's action was "Tiao gun" (Hunter).