“As the saying goes, knowing yourself and your enemy ensures victory in a hundred battles.”

"Junior Brother Mu, you're just too honest and straightforward. Everything is written on your face... It's not a bad thing to teach you how to lie. At least you can tell if someone is deceiving you."

"Remember this in this illusion... no matter who the other person is, never tell him the truth easily!"

After listening to Zhong Yi's teachings, Mu Ya frowned in distress:

"Could it be that... you can't even tell the truth to your senior brother?"

"Yes, I can't either."

Zhong Yi nodded very seriously.

"In this illusion, there are no senior brothers or junior brothers... Before confirming your identity, even if it's me, you have to be reserved!"

"Okay, I understand."

Mu Ya nodded thoughtfully, muttering:

"I can't tell the truth, I can't tell the truth..."

…

Soon, the first game ended.

As expected, the demon clan member [Taotie] won the victory.

The good guys didn't win, but instead of getting discouraged, these righteous people became more and more excited.

"Come again! I now understand how to play this illusion!"

"Oh my god, I just ran into a dead end... This map is so cleverly designed!"

"This [Taotie] is too perverted! It eats up all the people..."

"Stop talking, my stomach was making a lot of noise just now..."

"Drive faster, I'm going to start reasoning!"

"Reasoning? I think it's a lie!"

…

Everyone was talking about their experience of the first game, and then the second game began.

"Ah, it's not the magic path..."

Looking at his identity information, Zhong Yi sighed regretfully.

Although, he is a righteous cultivator with a good family background, and he is also the eldest senior brother of Lingxiao Sect with an excellent reputation.

But...

In "Magic Killing", the more creative the magic or demon race is, the more fun it makes him feel.

In this round, Zhong Yi’s identity is a good guy called [Holy Son].

The special identity of this profession is that as long as he dies, all the good people on the map will receive the prompt [Fall of the Son of God].

"In other words, I'm bait."

The corners of Zhong Yi's mouth curled up slightly, and he quickly analyzed the purpose of this profession.

If he is killed and there is no relevant information, he must be a demon or a monster.

The prerequisite is that other players are aware of the skills of [Holy Son] and can use them reasonably.

Thinking of this, Zhong Yi curled his lips.

Judging from the current level of players, it is estimated that someone will shout something like "What's going on? Why is the Son of God dead?"

"I still need to find out more about the other person and then make plans with him..."

Zhong Yi thought about it and finally made a decision -

First find a teammate you can confide in, and then go alone as bait.

In this way, he could rely on his own death to exchange for more intelligence on werewolves.

He left the kitchen and began looking for someone to join his group.

Three people had gathered in the corridor outside the kitchen.

Zhong Yi was carefully observing and choosing the right teammate to hug when a familiar voice suddenly came from behind him.

"Senior Brother Zhong!"

Zhong Yi looked up and saw that it was Mu Yamo.

At this time, Mu Ya followed Zhong Yi's instructions, with a tense face, trying hard to appear expressionless.

"I already told you to call me by my number in the illusion..."

Zhong Yi smiled helplessly and pointed to the mark on his forehead.

"Okay, Number One, what are you?"

Mu Ya used all her strength to think and asked according to Zhong Yi's instructions.

"Good guy, what about you?"

Zhong Yi tried hard to suppress his laughter.

Thinking that his honest and straightforward junior brother Mu was trying hard to change himself, he had to cooperate.

Mu Ya smiled, revealing her white teeth:

"Haha, me? I'm a demon!"