Ji Weiwei relied on her unfathomable schemes, super-strong psychological resilience, and superb language-organization skills to successfully make the clergy suspect and kill one another. Then she led the werewolf to kill the last commoner who could block them, and the remaining commoners could no longer pose any threat to the werewolf.
The system judged a victory for the game.
Ji Weiwei put down her phone and sighed, "The people in here... are really as stupid as pigs. What kind of match am I even playing!"
The super-fierce, rational, and law-abiding tigress demon wore a somewhat ugly expression.
She did not know what kind of match this was.
She only knew—
She seemed a little unable to handle this match.
"It's starting, the second round." Ji Weiwei picked up her phone again, greeted Huang Lan, paused, and gave an admonition, "Actually, you shouldn't have exposed your identity so early. Whether you're a werewolf or clergy, don't overly and impulsively expose the difference between yourself and ordinary commoners, and even less should you expose your murderous intent too early, as it's very easy for people to catch you out."
"So troublesome, all these twists and turns!" Huang Lan said.
Thus, this tigress of diverse personality once again immersed herself in the game, allowing An Yang to continue with his own business.
Before long, the little fox walked over with mincing steps carrying three cups of tea, placed them cautiously on the coffee table in front of the three of them, and then quietly glanced at the three. Finding that no one noticed her, she went straight upstairs to cultivate.
Near noon, a muffled mechanical roar came from outside, and a bright red steel monster drove into the garage.
An You and Xiao Xueer had arrived.
The eight people happened to fill a