Chapter 120 Mermaid Elegy and Werewolf (10) “No, no!…
In the dead silence, no one dared to act rashly, and no one knew if there were other hunters.
Everyone stared at each other in the cold atmosphere. After a long while, someone said angrily, "I want to go home! Please arrange a boat for me. I'm leaving right away!"
This statement immediately attracted a lot of response, and other guests suddenly woke up and made the same request. The staff had no choice but to contact the front desk in a hurry to help them arrange a cruise.
Within minutes, most of the people in the banquet hall dispersed, most of them rushing back to pack their bags. Those who remained were more cautious. While they didn't understand why such a strange situation had occurred, they objectively concluded that leaving the island might not be that easy.
Leaving by force might trigger new dangers.
After all, at the beginning of the game, the rules clearly stated: No one can leave the resort until the end of the game.
...Fortunately, this rule didn't require the guests to pay with blood to verify it. Because before they boarded the ship to leave the island, someone verified another rule with blood.
This morning, guests who played the "Mermaid Battle Royale" game all died suddenly after hurting the mermaids, while the mermaids who should have received the fatal blows were unharmed.
Everyone then remembered another rule: during the game, no one is allowed to attack non-players.
Merfolk are "non-players." They haven't joined the Werewolf game, and aren't even civilians.
This discovery made the guests even more helpless and furious: they had come here in the first place for the mermaids, and now they were caught in a strange killing game. They were already in a state of rage, and now they couldn't use the mermaids to vent their emotions. This made them feel deceived and humiliated.
At their wit's end, they returned to the banquet hall and discussed countermeasures in a gloomy atmosphere.
"All we have left now is the game, right?" someone said.
The news of his death spread like wildfire and almost everyone came to the banquet hall, even those who had no interest in the game.
A prince with a white cloth wrapped around his head noticed Johnson Fisher and immediately asked loudly, "Mr. Fisher, as a resort official, isn't it your responsibility to protect the basic safety of your guests?"
Johnson's face turned grim: "Yes, of course it is, but in this matter we..."
The former raised his voice even more: "I understand that you are also helpless, but since it has come to this, it is not too much for us to give priority to voting for your employees as werewolves, right?"
Johnson's face changed, but the prince didn't give him a chance to speak. "Everyone saw it. All the people who died yesterday were guests without exception. There were no resort employees. I have reason to suspect that most of the werewolves are your people, right? Mr. Johnson?"
The guests immediately supported the prince and agreed with his words.
But that's not the case. If people think about it carefully, they will understand that the people who died last night were guests, which means that at least the vast majority of werewolves are guests.
Because when the werewolves came out last night, everyone thought it was just a "game" and no one knew that people would really die.
When people play games, most of them prefer to play with people they are familiar with, so the guests who are werewolves will choose other guests they are familiar with with a pranking mentality, which leads to the fact that the dead are all guests rather than employees.
But now the public is excited and no one thinks so much.
If everyone remained calm, they would be more likely to agree with the prince's proposal, because if everyone killed indiscriminately, the next knife would most likely hit their own heads. But if they followed his advice and transferred the conflict to the resort officials first, as guests, they could at least breathe a sigh of relief for the time being.
——This is exactly what Si Ling wanted to see when he decided to start the Werewolf Killing. Nothing is more satisfying than dog-eat-dog.
Johnson Fisher panicked briefly, but quickly regained his composure. He walked toward the dance floor with his hands in his pockets and said calmly, "I'm willing to do this to protect everyone, Your Highness. If sacrificing me and my employees can truly protect everyone, everyone at Fisher Technology is willing to do so."
Then he changed the subject: "But can this really protect everyone?"
"At least it can delay time!" the prince said sternly.
"No." Johnson pulled his right hand out of his pocket and swung his index finger leisurely. "No, no, no, Your Highness, you need to recall the rules of the game carefully. I mean... well, I'm not trying to excuse myself, but for everyone's sake, we all need to recall the rules of the game carefully."
The crowd, originally provoked by the prince, calmed down as Johnson spoke. Everyone looked at him, with some anger and dissatisfaction, and forced themselves to listen to him patiently.
Johnson shouted, "The only way to end the game is if all the werewolves die, or if all the good guys die!" At this point, the shrewd businessman seemed afraid that the term "good guys" would irritate the werewolves, so he quickly added, "Sorry, fellow werewolves, I mean no offense. It's just that the other side is too complicated, with civilians, witches, and so on. It's simpler to just call them good guys."
No one was in the mood to respond to his rigor. The players who were Werewolf were even less concerned, because only they knew that Johnson had also obtained Werewolf.
Johnson coughed softly. "It seems the good guys far outnumber the werewolves right now, but the good guys are out in the open, the werewolves are in the dark. Identifying the werewolves is no easy task. If we don't finish the game within 72 hours, we'll add an additional 'seed wolf' identity. I've checked, and 'seed wolf's' can not only corrupt polar bears and make them howl indiscriminately, but can also corrupt civilians into being werewolves, which will directly expand the werewolf's power."
"If we kill someone by mistake again at this point, it will be even harder for the good guys to win."
Everyone was silent. Although they all agreed with the prince's strategy of procrastination, if it would affect the final outcome, then surviving to the end was obviously more important.
Besides, even if the prince's procrastination tactic worked temporarily, what if there was a hunter among the employees of Fisher Technology? No one wanted to be buried with him.
Finally, people gave up their naiveté and began to seriously participate in the game. The clear-minded middle-aged woman suggested that White Bear self-destruct. "Because White Bear's self-destruction is safe, it can help us eliminate some people, and the werewolves won't kill them for self-destructing. Although White Bear is currently on the good side, if infected by the seed wolf, he will become a werewolf and can confuse people with his roaring. Killing him now is not worth it."
The prince disagreed: "But if the white bear hasn't roared in the past few days, then we've already ruled out the white bear's neighbors. Roaring on the third day will only expose his contamination and have no other effect. It won't achieve the purpose of confusing the public."
"No, that's not the case," the middle-aged woman said. "In Werewolf, the players before and after change in real time. Let's say I'm your next player now, and I die in this round, then in the next round my previous next player will become your new next player. So White Bear's previous and next players can change at any time as players die, so the people you verify on two different days might not be the same people."
"I see." The prince nodded thoughtfully, "Then the white bear can indeed self-destruct."
"Indeed." Someone echoed.
After a moment, the first White Bear stood up. It was a young girl: "I'm White Bear... I live in Building 14, Row E."
The middle-aged woman nodded. "That means there aren't werewolves in E Row, Building 13 and E Row, Building 15."
The girl pulled the hand of a man next to her and said, "I live with my fiancé. I don't think he's a werewolf either."
"Hmm..." Everyone was confused about the rules, but someone immediately said, "I think we can rule it out for now."
Anyway, it’s only the first day of the game, and there are still many people who need to be checked.
In this way, a total of 4 polar bears self-destructed. According to the number of people announced at the beginning of the game, there should be 10 polar bears in total. The remaining 6 were either killed in the previous stages or did not self-destruct due to some concerns.
After several more rounds of discussion, the players began voting to be eliminated. This round of discussion didn't yield any useful information. Besides the fact that the neighbors of the four self-destructing polar bears were temporarily safe, no one knew anything else. Even the prophet remained silent.
As a result, a considerable number of players decided to abstain from voting, and the rest voted for some people hesitantly, but it was difficult to reach the 25% figure.
When voting closed at 12:00 noon, no one was eliminated.
For the rest of the afternoon, everyone found a moment of peace amidst the anxiety. Johnson instructed his staff to do everything they could to contact the outside world, but to no avail. Because the mermaids could not be harmed, some of the island's entertainment activities had to be temporarily closed, and restaurants no longer served meals using mermaids as ingredients.
The evening dance party was naturally cancelled, but out of the psychological need to "gain a sense of security in the group", most people did not go to the several private room restaurants that valued privacy, but instead went to a buffet restaurant in the main building that mainly served dining in the hall.
Dinner was eaten in complete silence. The only sounds in the hall were breathing and the occasional clatter of cutlery. Almost no one was talking.
But many people's meal times have become unexpectedly long, because being here with everyone makes them feel at ease, and the stimulation brought by the food also soothes some anxiety. Some people begin to unconsciously eat sweets, seeking simple and crude happiness.
During the performance, one guest suddenly broke down and swung his fist at the mermaid next to him. But as soon as his fist touched the mermaid, he was terrified, staring in one direction, and shrunk under the table as if fleeing for his life, muttering, "No, no! I was wrong, I was wrong..."
Five minutes later, as expected, he died under the table.
Slowly, time came to 0:00 again, and it was time for the werewolf to kill people. Although there were still guests eating in the buffet restaurant, everyone fell into a deep sleep in an instant.
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