Alone

Don't you think even that nickname alone makes him sound incredibly impressive?

The players around him immediately turned their gazes toward him and began sizing him up.

Yimo was also intrigued. He said to him, "So you're a top-tier player. My apologies for being disrespectful!"

"Then, Comrade Conan, why don't you tell us who looks like a wolf right now?"

Hearing this, Conan stepped forward and said, "The game has only just begun. It's still too early to discuss who looks like a wolf."

After saying that, he deliberately glanced at Boss Qian, who had used a game card to prove Yimo's identity.

In Conan's view, there was a high probability that Boss Qian and Yimo were wolves. It couldn't be ruled out that they were both wolves.

When Yimo had been suspected, Old Qian Ben had deliberately proven his identity for him.

As for why the real Hunter had not come forward, Conan thought that since the game had just begun, it was normal for him not to come forward to avoid drawing attention to himself.

After all, the werewolves knew who their teammates were, while the good guys did not.

During the voting phase, they could support their teammates. That was the werewolves' innate advantage.

"Everyone, this Cupid-Thief Werewolf game is a little more complicated."

"It's only the first day. Since Siba Jungler has come forward as the Hunter, the other special roles should hide themselves properly and not reveal their identities."

"Especially the Seer. Every day, the Seer can learn whether one player is a good guy or a werewolf. That makes the Seer the role the werewolves will choose to kill first."

"If you check a good guy tonight, you can contact that person privately and tell them your identity. That way, if you die unexpectedly, the werewolves won't be able to pretend to be the Seer."

"If you check a werewolf, I suggest holding back for one day first. With so many people, the chance of being found and killed by the wolves isn't that high."

"Come out after two more nights. Have the good guys you've identified take the lead and drag the werewolves into the open!"

"The Witch can save one player who was killed at night, or poison one player. The rules don't say that the Witch can't save herself."

"I suggest that the Witch not be selfish. She must use her antidote to save someone tonight. After all, in Death Game, I don't believe the werewolves would commit suicide just to trick a Witch who can't come forward to vouch for herself."

"Cupid can make two players become lovers, but Cupid doesn't belong to either the special-role faction or the villager faction. The werewolves won't kill Cupid. Cupid can come out and tell everyone their identity, which can also ensure their own safety and reduce the number of targets everyone has to search for among the wolves."

"As for the Thief, I suggest coming forward as well. Say which two identity cards you were assigned, which one you chose, and which one you discarded."

"If you don't come forward by then, I'll assume that the Thief didn't do anything good and took a werewolf card!"

The Cupid Werewolf setup had a total of fourteen identity cards.

There were three werewolves: two ordinary wolves and one Wolf King.

There were four special roles: the Seer, the Witch, the Hunter, and the Idiot.

There were five villagers, along with the special roles Cupid and the Thief.

But there were only twelve players.

The person who drew the Thief card was randomly assigned two identity cards by the system.

They chose one of the two and became the role represented by that card.

In other words, the Thief role and the identity represented by the unchosen card would be absent from this game.

That left exactly twelve identity cards for the twelve players.

If the Thief chose an identity card from the good-guy faction, they could tell everyone which card was missing from the game, making it easier for everyone to determine who the werewolves were.

If they didn't say anything, it meant they felt guilty. Most likely, they had chosen to become a werewolf, causing the other good-guy identity card not to appear in the game.

And the discarded identity card could be a villager's card, or it could be a special-role card!

Conan said quite a lot. Some of the players present had played Werewolf before, while others had not, but they all felt that what he said seemed reasonable, so they nodded along.

Supreme One also thought it made sense, but then he took a closer look.

It seemed that Conan had stolen all the limelight. Wouldn't that make his current boss, Big Brother Siba Jungler, look bad?

He immediately became displeased and jumped out, saying, "Damn, who do you think you are, kid? And your name is Conan?"

"Do you really think you're the Elementary School Detective of Death?"

"Right now, my big brother Siba Jungler is the Village Chief. We have to listen to him!"

Hearing this, Conan glanced at Supreme One and pushed up the frame of his glasses. "Supreme One, your behavior from the beginning until now has been especially bad. You've been causing trouble under the banner of searching for wolves. Normally speaking, you don't look like a good guy."

"But... based on my experience with the game, unless all that behavior was deliberately put on, you should be a good-guy card, and most likely a villager card."

In short, no werewolf with a normally functioning brain would do something that idiotic!

But Supreme One didn't understand the deeper meaning of those words. He was stunned, rubbed his blond hair, and looked at Conan differently. After thinking for a moment, he turned to Yimo and said, "Big brother, I think what this guy said makes some sense. Should we take it into consideration?"

To be honest, although Supreme One was especially shameless, his obsequious, fickle manner was also rather amusing.

Yimo looked at him. He also felt that Supreme One didn't look like a werewolf, but that didn't stop him from wanting to slap him when he saw him stick his head out and come over with a sycophantic grin.

Unfortunately, it wasn't the daytime judgment phase, so he couldn't attack the other players.

Yimo had no real experience fighting, either, so he wasn't actually going to throw a punch.

Yimo waved his hand, signaling Supreme One not to block his path. Then he walked over to Conan and looked at him. "I agree that what you said makes a lot of sense."

"But since you're an experienced player, you should know this."

"Werewolves like to kill the strongest players first."

"You've come forward like this. Aren't you afraid of drawing the werewolves' attention?"

That was what Yimo wanted to know.

As for Conan...

Conan looked at Yimo and spoke in a low voice that only the two of them could hear. "I don't want to be voted out for no reason, especially under circumstances where a highly experienced player is very likely to be a werewolf pretending to be the Hunter and becoming the Village Chief."

After finishing, Conan didn't give Yimo a chance to continue. He suddenly turned to everyone and said, "Hahaha, actually, I've just played more rounds than most people and accumulated a little experience."

"But I actually lose more often than I win, so don't rely on me too much. You should still listen to Siba Jungler, the Hunter Village Chief."

"Oh, right, I'm a villager, okay? I'm not a werewolf, and I'm definitely not a special role. If I were a special role, I would quietly hide instead of coming out."

Yimo watched Conan laugh and joke around, looking especially innocent.

He knew that Conan's words were simply meant for the werewolves.

He was telling the werewolves that he wasn't particularly powerful, and that he wasn't a special role. Don't come kill me tonight!

During the day, because what he had just said was reasonable, it would also be difficult to suspect him of being a werewolf and vote him out.

He was protecting himself!

But Yimo sneered inwardly.

He was acting too clever.

He wouldn't live for long.

After Yimo had introduced almost everyone, he said to the other players, "Everyone, there are twelve players in this game, and three of them are werewolves."

"To reduce the chances for the werewolves to communicate privately, let's split into three groups of four. Spend most of your time together and keep an eye on one another!"

"I'll arrange the groups..."

Just as Yimo was halfway through speaking, Dieyu walked over, rose onto her tiptoes, and patted Yimo on the shoulder. With a smile, she blinked and said cutely, "Mr. Siba Jungler, I haven't introduced myself yet."

"Let me introduce myself too, so everyone can get to know me?"

There was no denying that Dieyu had drawn everyone's attention from the moment the game began because of her beauty.

Perhaps looks really did have a great effect. No one had taken the initiative to make things difficult for her.

Now that she had come forward so openly, the other players even more strongly believed that she was probably a good person.

They also really wanted to hear her introduction.

But Yimo?

Hearing this, he snapped his fingers and looked at her teasingly. "We'll introduce ourselves privately later. Be good~"

Although Yimo's voice was low and hoarse, it carried a hint of excitement at that moment, leaving Dieyu completely stunned.

But she reacted quickly. Looking innocent, she flushed slightly, tilted her head, and blinked. Her expression seemed to say, Isn't that inappropriate?

Yimo didn't care about any of that. Ignoring Dieyu's expression, he began assigning everyone to groups.

The other players looked at Yimo even more poorly than before.

Ordinary Girl Village Chief shot him a glance and said, "Tsk. What a scumbag!"

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Popular Science:

"Knife": In Werewolf, killing someone is generally referred to as "knifing" them.

For example: "Who should we knife?" "Who got knifed?" "Go knife someone."

"Setup": This refers to which type of Werewolf game is being played. There are many setups, with differences in the special roles and werewolves.

The Witch's antidote: In most setups, the Witch's antidote cannot be used to save herself.