Let's Talk When I Wake Up!

The Ferryman brought everyone to Old Du Liu's thatched hut.

The door was not damaged. On the wooden table were several sheets of Xuan paper, written with brushstrokes that read "Villager," "Wolf," "Wolf King," and "Hunter." While not everyone's calligraphy was top-notch, outsiders would still consider it very impressive.

Old Du Liu's body lay on the bed. The exposed skin had been severely corroded, riddled with holes. Blood dripped, "drip... drip..." occasionally falling from the wooden bed to the floor.

After Cthulhu saw it, he finally couldn't hold back and went outside the wooden house to vomit.

Dieyu frowned, took one look, and left with Naughty Cat.

In just the first night, not only did they not have the peaceful night everyone expected, but two players had already died.

If there was a characteristic, it could only be that they were the two oldest players, and both appeared to have rather round faces.

"Who is this Witch? They're not even human!!!"

"Not only did they not save anyone, but they also poisoned and killed Sect Leader Du!!!"

"Sect Leader Du was so good, so respected, so kind and humorous! To prevent conflict, he always played peacemaker and even performed Lightning Five Consecutive Strikes for everyone!!!"

"Who is it!!!"

"That damned Witch!!"

The one shouting was True Martial Emperor. He had learned martial arts as a child and knew that Old Du Liu was truly skilled, earning his admiration.

Seeing him dead now, with his body severely corroded, he immediately assumed the Witch had used poison to kill Old Du Liu. He was so angry his eyes widened, and he glared at everyone present.

The Ferryman walked over and patted his shoulder, saying, "True Martial Emperor, please accept my condolences."

"Let's find the werewolf together. Being able to get out alive ourselves is the best tribute we can pay to the memory of Sect Leader Du."

After the Ferryman comforted True Martial Emperor, True Martial Emperor finally couldn't hold back his tears.

A man doesn't cry easily.

But even though True Martial Emperor was a tough guy, he truly felt heartbroken!

At this moment, the Ferryman also took a look at True Martial Emperor, then said to the people inside the house, "Does anyone here know how to perform an autopsy?"

"I suggest we examine the body. I have a feeling something is amiss."

As he spoke, he looked at Conan.

Conan shook his head and said, "I'm a university student. While I understand the Werewolf game well, I can't perform autopsies."

Hearing this, the Ferryman frowned. Looking at Old Du Liu's tragic state, he honestly didn't want to do it himself.

Firstly, he felt it was dangerous, and secondly, he genuinely didn't know how to perform an autopsy...

Just as he was hesitating, a somber voice came from behind.

"Heh... I have some experience."

Everyone turned to look. It was the Ordinary Girl Village Chief, dressed in a black tracksuit, who had arrived at some point. She was leaning against the wall of the thatched hut, head down, yawning, with a look of annoyance on her face.

The Ferryman was a bit surprised and asked, "At your age, knowing how to perform an autopsy is quite surprising."

"Heh, ignorant." The Ordinary Girl didn't bother looking at the Ferryman and said mockingly, "Don't forget, I'm a skilled hacker."

"On some websites you can't access, there are many very bizarre forums."

"They include all sorts of criminal methods, and even detailed descriptions of corpses."

"I... find it quite interesting."

The Ferryman rubbed his nose, feeling it made sense, and nodded, "Then, please proceed with examining Old Du Liu's body."

The Ordinary Girl Village Chief said, "Heh... who can guarantee that the poison on him won't harm others after death?"

"I'm quite interested in his death scene. Otherwise, who would want to squeeze in here?"

"Real-life material, really nice."

"But... just the smell in the room makes me feel a bit sick."

"It's obvious he was poisoned by the Witch. Even an idiot can see that."

"Why should I take the risk of being poisoned to help you?"

The Ordinary Girl Village Chief's tone was filled with disdain and mockery, angering True Martial Emperor and Pikachu present.

True Martial Emperor, seeing that she was young, didn't say anything. But Pikachu was unhappy. "You little brat, that's too much!"

"I think you're either a werewolf or that stupid Witch, gloating here!!!"

The Ordinary Girl glanced at Pikachu and said indifferently, "If I were a werewolf or the Witch, I would have killed Siba Jungler for stealing my village chief position!"

"As for poison, it wouldn't be wasted on an old man."

"You, you, you! I'm going to beat you up today!" Pikachu was so provoked that he was furious and was about to go hit the Ordinary Girl.

But he was stopped by True Martial Emperor: "My dear sister! Hold back!"

"The game rules don't allow hitting people. And although her words are infuriating and make one want to hit her, she has a point. She might not be the Witch or a werewolf!"

"Hold back!"

The Ordinary Girl Village Chief, seeing the two agitated individuals before her, didn't want to stay any longer and simply left.

The True Martial Emperor comforted Pikachu while cursing the Witch.

Conan, however, stepped forward and said, "Everyone, haven't you noticed someone is missing?"

"Our Village Chief, Siba Jungler, hasn't arrived yet!"

"Could it be that he's guilty of his own misdeeds and didn't dare to come?"

As Conan spoke, although both the True Martial Emperor and Pikachu believed Yimo was a good person, they also felt that Yimo's absence at this point was hard to explain and began to suspect him.

True Martial Emperor: "Could it be... Siba Jungler brother is really..."

"Really what? Don't go around suspecting a Hunter!"

Just as the True Martial Emperor voiced his doubt, Yimo finally arrived.

He was still in his tracksuit, his hair messy, his face gloomy, with dark circles under his eyes, looking like a ghost who had just crawled out of hell.

His voice was even more somber, as if he hadn't drunk water all day, incredibly hoarse.

"Oh my god, Siba Jungler big brother, what happened to you?!" Siba Jungler's appearance truly startled the True Martial Emperor.

Even though his own complexion wasn't great, it wasn't this bad, was it?

It was as if he hadn't slept for several nights!

Conan looked at Siba Jungler's appearance and couldn't help but say, "You killed someone yourself, felt guilty, and couldn't sleep all night, turning into this ghastly appearance!"

Yimo shot him a glare and said gloomily, "I'm a Hunter, a God card. Of course, I wouldn't sleep well if I was afraid of dying!"

"What about you, a high-level player, you're full of energy?"

"You killed someone last night, knew you wouldn't be killed, so you slept like a log?"

"Hey, what's with that look? Want to kill me tonight?"

Conan was thoroughly rebuffed by Yimo, his face turning red.

The True Martial Emperor was a bit confused, seeing everyone as both good people and werewolves.

But seeing Yimo arrive, he quickly went over and said, "Siba Jungler big brother, you're finally here!"

"Do you know who that idiot Witch is, who poisoned Sect Leader Du to death!"

"You must find that Witch and avenge Sect Leader Du!"

Yimo was stunned by this and looked at the True Martial Emperor with a look of disbelief, saying, "I say, are you really... an idiot?"

"Who cares who the Witch is, if any of the God roles or Villagers die out, the good side will all die."

"If you're a good person, you'll die too, you know!"

The True Martial Emperor felt a bit wronged by Yimo's words. The 1.85-meter tall man blushed and fidgeted, "But... Sect Leader Du..."

Yimo shook his head, "Maybe that Boss Qian was the Witch, and he was killed by a werewolf, so he had no choice but to poison someone randomly!"

"Focus your hatred on the werewolves, don't get misled!"

The True Martial Emperor thought it made sense, but still said, "But... they said yesterday that the Witch could save herself..."

Yimo stood on his tiptoes and patted the True Martial Emperor's forehead, saying helplessly, "Look closely at the game rules, which one says the Witch can save herself?"

"Just because it doesn't say you can't save yourself doesn't mean you can, understand!"

"Besides, that's just a hypothesis!!!"

"In short, you need to deal with the werewolves."

The True Martial Emperor was stunned and went to look at the rules himself.

The Ferryman, on the other hand, clapped his hands and said, "Eloquent. So, Village Chief, analyze for us, who exactly killed Boss Qian, why was Old Du Liu poisoned, and who are the werewolves?"

Yimo looked at the Ferryman gloomily and said, "Your legs aren't as useful as mine, running like a rabbit."

"Now look at how many people are emotionally stable?"

"Go back and sleep first. When everyone has slept and their minds are clear, we'll discuss it after 3 PM!"

With that, he left without paying any more attention to them.

Pikachu frowned and also left.

The True Martial Emperor felt Old Du Liu was too pitiful and went back to get his own blanket to cover him.

Only Conan and the Ferryman remained in the room.

After a moment, Conan said solemnly.

"Ferryman, I don't know what your identity is."

"But I can tell you clearly, Siba Jungler is a werewolf."

"Today, he must be eliminated!"