Everyone agreed with Baseball Cap's suggestion and headed to the front hall on the first floor together.
There was no large round table as they had imagined, but there was a three-seater sofa and two armchairs, along with ten plastic stools.
Four people could squeeze onto the three-seater sofa, which gave all fifteen players enough places to sit.
Zhao Xun picked up a plastic stool and sat down in a corner.
The others also chose places they felt comfortable with and took their seats.
Once everyone was seated, they spent another few minutes looking at one another.
Baseball Cap was the first to speak again. "Um... I wanted to ask, how many of us have played Werewolf before? Raise your hand if you have."
As he spoke, Baseball Cap raised his hand first.
Among the remaining players, three slowly raised their hands.
They were the bald middle-aged man, the yellow-haired woman, and the overweight man.
"Looks like very few of us have played this game." Baseball Cap lowered his hand with a sigh, then looked at the others and asked, "Have you all figured out the rules and each role's abilities? Although this game's rules differ somewhat from Werewolf, a lot of the basic mechanics are still similar."
"We've read them so many times. How could anyone still not understand?" The bald man interrupted Baseball Cap impatiently. "Even an idiot should have memorized them by rote by now."
Baseball Cap's face flushed, whether from embarrassment or anger.
He looked at the bald man and said as calmly as he could, "You've played Werewolf before, so of course you think they're easy to remember. But someone who's never played might not be able to remember every role and rule clearly in such a short time."
The bald man clicked his tongue,