[Player 6, Cheng Yangze, and Player 8, Xuan Shuhui]
After the system's mechanical voice announced the two players who had died last night, the nameplates in front of Cheng Yangze and Xuan Shuhui swiftly turned gray.
Both were stunned. Neither had expected that they would both "die." This was really...
Still, it stood to reason that one of them must have been killed by the Werewolves, while the other must have been poisoned by the Witch.
They were about to listen to Cheng Yangze's and Xuan Shuhui's last words to determine which roles remained in play.
But the damned Werewolf Instance System had taken it upon itself to change one of the rules.
[To maintain the instance's difficulty, once players have heard the true clearance rules, players who die during the night may no longer give last words.]
Xi Shu couldn't help muttering under his breath, "This instance is such a bastard."
The remaining players instinctively turned their gazes in unison toward Che Quan, who was looking down in thought.
Seeing everyone looking at him, Che Quan's expression remained unchanged. He merely considered it for a moment, then began laying things out.
"Players 2, 4, 5, 7, and 10 are still in play. At least one of us must have a Werewolf role card."
Of course, that was assuming Chen Yuxiang and Jiang Cong had both been Werewolves.
At his words, everyone exchanged looks. Their innocent, frightened expressions as they eyed one another suspiciously made none of them look like a Werewolf.
Che Quan pressed his lips together at the sight.
Player 2 was himself: the Hunter, on the Good Team.
Player 4 was Ning Dantong: team unknown, most likely an NPC.
Player 5 was Xi Shu: the Seer, on the Good Team.
Player 7...
Just