"Xiao Yu, how are we playing this round?"
Liu Shan was excited, repeatedly licking her lips. She looked sexy and ruthless, particularly alluring and amusing.
"We build up our resources first, find a chance to kill the Hunter, then see if we can lure the gunner over and ambush him. If that doesn't work, we hold the mountain at the end and lay a minefield."
"Huh? Isn't the gunner our teammate?"
Xiao Yu shook his head.
"They aren't playing the game. They're targeting us."
"They deliberately didn't kick us, and even said things like 'have a good game,' just to trick us into joining so they could keep messing with us."
Xiao Yu hadn't figured that out through fortune-telling.
Sometimes, having ears that worked too well was a sin.
He could hear other people "plotting out loud" through several doors, without even deliberately using his powers to eavesdrop. What was he supposed to do about that?
Liu Shan gritted her teeth.
Even having a bit of fun playing a game was this difficult.
"Anyway, this round is one against seven. The biggest headache isn't the opponents, but our Werewolf teammate."
"First, we find a way to kill those two ranged characters, take the gun, and steal the bow."
"Without their ranged weapons, the five melee characters left will be easy to handle."
It was a game.
He would use the game to vent his and Liu Shan's anger.
Give them a taste of their own medicine.
That had always been Xiao Yu's guiding principle.
Still, a plan was just a plan.
Once the game started, something unexpected was bound to happen.
He would have to adapt.
In the game, on the first day.
Because of his character's restrictions, Xiao Yu had to run left to mine coal.
Otherwise, he would