The trial would officially begin at 19:30.
By the time Yimo and Pikachu returned to the thatched-hut area, it was nearly 5 p.m.
After spending another half a day dealing with Ferryman and the others, it was now close to 6 p.m.
Normally, this should have been the time when the evening clouds were at their most beautiful. Unfortunately, it had remained overcast ever since the torrential rain, and the sky was already very dark.
Yimo chatted with Pikachu for a while first.
He told her to keep a good mindset and believe that he would do everything he could to keep her from being eliminated.
Yimo's reasoning was simple.
Pikachu had helped him, and there was a high chance they were on the same side.
So Yimo would do everything he could to help her!
In this game, Pikachu did not have a good relationship with anyone.
The only person she was somewhat close to had died last night.
Therefore, if they wanted to persuade everyone else to vote Cthulhu, Yimo would have to do it himself.
Yimo had been soaked by the heavy rain earlier, leaving his hair clumped together and his appearance in a rather sorry state.
He quickly washed his hair in less than ten minutes.
Only then did he go look for the other players individually.
As for his clothes, they were still soaked, and there was nothing he could do about that.
After all, this was the only set of clothes he had, and he had no spares.
Thankfully, he was wearing a short-sleeved shirt and sweatpants, so he did not look quite as dirty.
If he had been wearing a white shirt or white short-sleeved shirt, getting drenched in the rain would have made him look especially awful.
The first player Yimo chose