Chapter 121 Mermaid Elegy and Werewolf (11) This Werewolf...
The ghosts were already prepared. Seeing that everyone was asleep, the three vampire and werewolf brothers immediately rushed towards the pre-agreed target.
——Although the werewolf players have not yet decided who to kill, Si Ling analyzed that they will definitely kill the neighbors of the four white bears, because only by killing those who are confirmed to be in the good camp can they effectively use the white bears to muddy the waters after the wolf breeders join the game.
Furthermore, Li Qi felt that the prince with the cloth wrapped around his head was also doomed, reasoning, "He was targeting Johnson during the day, and Johnson happened to be a wolf, so he would definitely take advantage of this moment to finish him off."
Zhu Mengwei disagreed with Li Qi. She frowned and said, "He was targeted during the day, and the people who targeted him died at night. Isn't that the equivalent of self-destruction? I think Johnson will do his best to protect the prince tonight, thus indirectly proving his innocence."
After they finished speaking, they looked at everyone else, seeking their opinions. Although they would know the result after the werewolf players finished their discussion, they had nothing to do anyway.
Bai Ma thought for a moment and said, "I think you're both right. On the one hand, Johnson might be able to convince the other werewolves not to kill the prince, but the prince is still doomed."
Zhu Mengwei was stunned: "Why?"
Bai Ma shrugged. "During the day, he wasn't targeting Johnson, but all the resort employees. He demanded that everyone at Fisher Technology act as human shields for the customers. If there was even a witch among the staff, they would be killed first."
"That makes sense!" Li Qi suddenly realized.
A few minutes later, they saw the results.
First of all, Si Ling's judgment was correct. There were a total of eight people in the upper and lower houses of the four white bears, six of whom were werewolves, and the remaining fourteen targets were completely random. What surprised Si Ling was that they did not kill the lady who seemed to be very knowledgeable about werewolf killing. I don't know if it was to set the pace or to wait for the wolf to appear and infect her, so that she would become a great helper to the werewolf camp.
As for the prince...
Two witches poisoned him, and a hunter who was stabbed by a werewolf shot him before he died. His death could not have been more horrible.
The next morning, the system announced that 21 people had died last night. The ID photos of all 21 people appeared on the screen, and it was also informed that the white bear had not roared again.
When the dead players were announced yesterday, people thought it was just a normal Werewolf game and didn't pay much attention. But today, most people not only paid close attention, but also took photos of the dead players with their phones for later analysis.
After breakfast, the ghosts headed to the banquet hall just like yesterday and watched their discussion with evil amusement.
Before they left, Irene stepped forward and said, "Everyone..."
The goblins turned their heads, and the mermaid princess nervously glanced back at her companions. With their encouraging gazes, she mustered up her courage and asked the goblins, "Can we go together?"
On the ghost side, everyone looked at Si Ling.
The atmosphere was a bit funny. They themselves couldn't tell when Si Ling had become the backbone of the mission.
Si Ling looked at her and said, "You know what we are doing, right?"
"I know." Irene nodded. "So we thought we should do our bit. Don't worry, we'll follow your arrangements and won't cause any trouble."
"Okay." Si Ling agreed readily.
Initially, she didn't dare reveal the truth to the mermaids, fearing they might develop a Stockholm syndrome and sell her out. But now that the Werewolf had begun, the situation on the island had completely reversed. All the perverts at the top of the food chain had suddenly become vulnerable, and Stockholm was no longer effective.
The group then went out in a mighty procession and arrived at the banquet hall a few minutes later. They thought they had arrived early, but the banquet hall was already crowded with people.
The atmosphere of the discussion was desperate and heated.
The initial content was normal, with many people focusing on the prince. His death made everyone directly suspect Johnson of being a werewolf. Although Johnson was not a good person, he felt really wronged in this matter, so he argued and insisted that he was definitely not a werewolf. He also said that if he was a werewolf, there would be no reason to kill him, and he should be allowed to live to cover himself.
Other players were caught in the middle of this debate. Some chose to believe Johnson, while others began to consider whether they should vote for him first, even though he was the owner of the resort and the helmsman of Fisher Technology.
Then, a voice suddenly came from the corner and said, "Friends, don't you think something is wrong?"
Everyone in the banquet hall, including ghosts, looked towards the corner where the sound came from, and the faces they saw surprised everyone.
...is a well-known former president of the Lighthouse State. He actually visits this island frequently, but he hasn't been socializing here before. Although he was present during yesterday's discussion, he remained silent, so no one noticed his presence until now.
He stood up under everyone's gaze, subconsciously straightened his suit, and looked quite elegant. In addition, his skin color made him invincible in the current European and American world. At this moment, everyone almost ignored that appearing here meant that he had the same shameful fetish as them.
His expression was as righteous as when he delivered that inaugural speech that shook the nation: "You may still remember that when the rules of the game were announced the night before last, it said, 'If the game is not over after 72 hours, 10 more wolf breeders will be added to the werewolf camp' - what does this mean?"
The President paused slowly.
Someone beside him subconsciously said, "Does that mean there won't be any wolves for 72 hours?"
The nonsense-literary speech drew laughter, and the president also laughed, pointing at the other party and saying, "That's true. But I think it was originally implying that we had a chance to end the game within 72 hours."
"Ah?" People frowned, thinking this was impossible.
Because it was really simple math - although they didn't know how many people there were on the island in total, there were hundreds of service staff alone.
According to the rules of the game, werewolves can kill 20 people every night; witches and hunters may trigger additional deaths, but the number is small and not fixed, so it can be ignored; in addition, the only thing that causes a large number of player deaths is the voting every morning. Although it seems not difficult to be eliminated if the total number of votes reaches 25%, the rule of a maximum of 5 votes per person per day has become an invisible obstacle.
Based on this amount of attrition, there is no way the game can be completed within 72 hours.
This means...
The President cleared his throat solemnly. "As much as I hate to admit it, the harsh reality is that... attrition outside of the game's mechanics is the key to ending the game."
"To put it simply," he spread his hands, "if the good guys kill all the werewolves, they will win, no matter what method they use."
The crowd was in an uproar. Although most of them were frightened, many of them were obviously excited.
Someone shouted, "But how do we decide who is a werewolf and who is a good guy?"
"Yes, that's the difficulty." The President spoke with conviction. "What I want to say is that this is a critical moment, with all of our lives hanging by a thread. We should be aware that once a wolf-breeding appears, the good camp will be in a very weak position! Therefore, if you suspect a werewolf, you should resolutely deal with it. If the vote fails to achieve the desired result, we should promptly take other necessary measures."
"Before coming here today, my bodyguards went to the Mermaid Battle Royale project and obtained all the weapons. Next, these weapons will be distributed to those who are considered trustworthy. I will do everything I can to help the good camp win."
"Of course, this means I'll most likely be killed tonight. There's nothing to be sad about, and I'm not afraid either." The President spoke with the air of a heroic and righteous man. "I just hope you'll seriously consider this proposal. Even if I die, someone else can continue this plan to ensure more people leave here alive."
The ghosts looked at each other silently during his speech, some with serious expressions, some with disdain.
Si Ling looked at him with his arms folded across the crowd, thinking amusingly: He is indeed a top politician.
This statement seemed to be selfless, but in fact, he was saving his own life first.
On the one hand, every word he said was from the perspective of the good guy. Although he did not deliberately reveal his identity, it was enough to make everyone think that he was a member of the good guy camp. Then the witch could not poison him, and most other people would not vote for him.
On the other hand, while earnestly explaining his suggestions, he revealed an important detail: the most lethal weapons in the Battle Royale project are now in the hands of his people.
The hope that someone would continue the plan even if he died was all empty talk. The current situation was that as long as he died, a group of people holding weapons would lose their backbone and would most likely start a massacre.
This kind of indiscriminate killing is completely uncertain and dangerous to both werewolves and good people. Given that werewolves have countless targets to choose from, there is no need to provoke such people.
Besides that, he was really lucky.
Although all those present were powerful people, he was considered a star among all the presidents of the Lighthouse Country, and his fame surpassed that of most of the people present.
Johnson happens to be both a werewolf and the owner of Fisher Technology.
Therefore, he had to consider the terrible consequences of this person's death on the island - by then, the entire Fisher Technology might be finished, so what would be the point of him surviving to the end?
All these reasons are enough to make everyone present sincerely hope that the President will survive the game intact.
Mr. President's life is now not only safe, but he also controls the military and the power of life and death. He will soon have many loyal followers. If we ignore the existence of the ghosts, he has almost completely dominated the game.
This Werewolf game is getting more and more interesting.
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