"Bzz-"
The phone was vibrating.
Horsehead with a Sword knew that some players had already cleared the game.
Thank goodness...
Whether it was Yang or any of the six who had entered the Sick Sheep Ghost Story, it did not matter. As long as they made it through alive, that was good news.
It was not quite happiness for them, just... this news was a shot in the arm for everyone. The reports of players clearing the game kept reminding them that this was not an unsolvable game. It had a hidden answer, and... more than one.
Yang Yiyi was already dead. Her cheeks were deathly pale, her eyes wide open. Though the light had left them, they still seemed to be staring at everyone.
Yes... we killed her.
Everyone had banded together, trusted the people they knew, and voted for her.
If she became a ghost too, she would indeed have reason to resent everyone else at this game table.
Horsehead with a Sword took a shallow breath and forced himself to calm down.
The second round was about to begin.
The biggest problem was still their inability to communicate. The four players sat alternately with the four "NPCs" and could not speak outside their turns. Even if someone came up with a way out, they had no way to discuss it or convince anyone else to believe them.
Their lives were at stake. Who would trust someone else completely?
What if following someone else's vote ended up getting them killed?
Besides, there was a ghost among these people...
Speaking of which, why exactly had those four NPCs been included?
Horsehead with a Sword was puzzled. They were not human, but they were not ghosts either. If they were only there to move the game forward, were they really