Lin Yu knew that easing an awkward, tense atmosphere was instinctive for some people.
But...
This was a "Werewolf" game—and a Werewolf game where people could die.
Did this kind of game really need someone to "liven up the mood"?
Besides, that short young man had remained silent the whole time, his eyes darting about. Yet when he finally spoke, it was with such a slick, glib joke.
Lin Yu instinctively felt that something was off about him.
However, that was only Lin Yu's intuition.
He wasn't about to conclude solely from intuition that the short young man was a werewolf.
After all, the other man might simply be an idiot.
But regardless, Lin Yu didn't want to see this cheerful, harmonious atmosphere continue.
So he cleared his throat and said, "But we have no choice but to play this damn game now. Why don't we discuss the 'strategy' for playing it?"
The gentle, delicate woman heard Lin Yu and spoke softly. "You mentioned the boxes earlier... I remember the letter saying that only werewolves could open the red boxes. In other words, wouldn't we know who the werewolves are just by seeing who opens the red boxes?"
The scarred man snorted. "The werewolves know that too. They definitely won't be stupid enough to open the boxes in front of everyone!"
"Then we can secretly take a look too!" the woman quietly retorted.
The scarred man's face darkened. "What the hell are you muttering about over there, you bitch?"
Lin Yu quickly smoothed things over and changed the subject. "Enough. There's no need to discuss so much right now. In a game like Werewolf, it's impossible to identify the hidden roles after just one discussion—we can only slowly determine who the werewolves are by observing everyone's behavior as the game progresses."
The middle-aged woman froze for a moment. "But if that happens, people might die."
As the game went on, the werewolves would indeed expose themselves...
But that would require paying with human lives!
Hearing this, Lin Yu said slowly, "That's why this game is called the 'Death game'—apart from our lives, we have nothing left."
"Even these lives have already been 'borrowed in advance'!"
Everyone around the round table fell silent when they heard Lin Yu's words.
The atmosphere, which had eased somewhat moments ago, grew heavy once again.
That was right...
Although it was called a "game," this was no child's play.
They were a group of dead people, fighting for the chance to "come back to life"!
This might be the cruelest competition in the world.
An uneasy atmosphere spread through the room.
Yet Lin Yu, who wore the same solemn expression, felt no emotional disturbance at all.
Excellent. The atmosphere should be serious enough now for some of them to realize that, besides their 'lives,' they also have another 'support.'
Lin Yu's earlier words had been deliberate.
He didn't want to see a relaxed, harmonious atmosphere.
Lin Yu needed to guide everyone into thinking under these solemn circumstances!
For that purpose, he had even used some theatrical delivery techniques in those remarks to strengthen their emotional impact.
Sure enough, amid the heavy atmosphere, Little fatty, who had been so lively earlier, thought of something again and spoke excitedly:
"Wait. Things might not actually be that bad—we have 'occupations' besides our lives!"
"Before coming here, I obtained an occupation. That auntie also said earlier that the blood-red words she saw included the word 'occupation.'"
"So you should all have obtained your own occupations too! They must be helpful in the game!"
Little fatty spoke with some excitement.
Hearing this, the Square-faced man also nodded slightly. "We can take turns introducing our occupations and abilities first. Then, based on everyone's abilities, perhaps we can formulate a more reasonable game strategy."
Lin Yu felt much more at ease when he heard this exchange.
Things were developing exactly as he had expected.
After obtaining the Fraudster occupation and entering this place, Lin Yu had been considering how to make use of his "ability."
After some simple thought, he had reached a conclusion.
He would pretend to have another occupation!
But to do that, he needed to hear what occupations and abilities the others had.
The others' expressions also shifted when they heard this.
Indeed, they all had the trump card of an occupation!
Seeing that nobody objected, the Square-faced man spoke first. "I'll go first. My name is Yu Longguo. My occupation is 'Soldier.' My ability is to multiply my physical attributes by five."
His voice brimmed with confidence, showing that this occupation's ability was indeed simple, brutal, and powerful.
The other scarred man looked at Yu Longguo in surprise. Then a smile appeared on his face. "I didn't expect an occupation like that to exist... It's truly practical. But do we really need to introduce our names?"
"We do, because this is a game in which the werewolves will inevitably 'lie,'" Yu Longguo replied coldly. "So giving some basic information during our introductions will also help me determine whether you're lying."
The scarred man sensed Yu Longguo's unfriendly attitude and shrugged. "Fine. There's no harm in introducing ourselves. My name is Bao Liu. My occupation is 'Hoodlum.' My ability is to ignore the Rules once. My occupation isn't as simple and brutal as Soldier's, but don't provoke me casually. I can ignore the Rules."
As he spoke, he cast a sinister look at everyone.
Observing the two men, Lin Yu discovered that the occupations they had obtained seemed to be strongly connected to who they were.
The man named Yu Longguo was tall and powerfully built, with a resolute face. His entire bearing made him look like a soldier—or someone who had once been one.
His occupation in the Death game was also "Soldier."
As for the scar-faced Bao Liu, he had clearly exuded a roguish air from the very beginning, and his occupation was "Hoodlum"...
It was now the bespectacled middle-aged woman's turn. She adjusted her glasses and spoke:
"My name is Xu Xiumei. My occupation is 'Teacher.' My ability is to obtain some information related to the current Game."
Everyone else nodded slightly after hearing this.
The "Teacher" ability didn't sound particularly powerful, but it was at least somewhat useful.
Everyone began considering the functions of each person's ability.
But only Lin Yu formed a vague conclusion after hearing Xu Xiumei's occupation.
As expected...
Xu Xiumei wasn't as obvious as Yu Longguo or Bao Liu, but after observing her carefully, Lin Yu could still tell...
She wore relatively plain clothes, had a habit of clearing her throat while speaking, and had thick calluses on her index finger and thumb.
She really was probably a "teacher."
In other words...
The occupations in this game were very likely to have a strong "correlation" with everyone's real-life occupations!
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