"Mr. No. 2, did something happen? Is our reception not good enough?" Bert put away his smile and looked at No. 2, who was still standing at this time.
No. 2 trembled visibly, smiled what he thought was an extremely kind smile, and replied: "No, no, Chief Bert. I think it's fine."
Bert looked surprised at first and replied: "Just call me Bert. Since everything is okay, please sit down and taste our delicious food."
No. 2 quickly sat down without any hesitation.
For a moment, there was a bit of silence in the whole place, except for the sound of the maids serving food.
Bert thought he was entertaining everyone thoughtfully, but in fact, after hearing what he said before, everyone's expressions were a little unpleasant.
"Dear distinguished tourists, Bert Village follows the guidance of the divine prophet and selects everyone to travel to our place."
"The crystal ball on the table is a gift specially prepared for everyone by the Holy Prophet. Even people in our village don't have it. When leaving Bert's Village, everyone can take away the crystal ball with their own number as a souvenir. .Hope you all have a great time!”
When Bert mentioned having souvenirs, everyone's expressions gradually relaxed, and everyone was observing the crystal ball in front of them.
"Don't tell me, this crystal ball seems to be of pretty good quality." As soon as No. 8 was free, he approached Xin Zhixia to make his presence felt.
Xin Zhixia nodded in response, but her mind was always on the No. 7 crystal ball in front of her, thinking about Bert's words thoughtfully.
"Oh, by the way, beautiful Miss Tia, please tell them some other rules of our village."
Tia replied calmly: "Yes."
"Dear tourists, in Bert Village, it is forbidden for everyone to leave residential houses after 12 o'clock in the evening. This is also for your safety."
"Also, the southernmost end of the village is your residence, and the northernmost end is the residence of our villagers. The villagers do not want outsiders to disturb their tranquility. I hope you can avoid appearing there as much as possible."
"In addition, three meals will be provided for everyone at 8 o'clock in the morning, 12 o'clock at noon, and 5 o'clock in the evening. Please come to the restaurant on time to eat." Tia's expression and tone did not fluctuate at all, like a robot.
Xin Zhixia thought that the more these NPCs had defined the scope of their activities, the second was the rules at night, which might be prepared for werewolves.
Others present also began to think about Burt and Tia's words.
At this moment, the door of the restaurant was opened, and a man dressed as a civilian walked in quickly, nodded to Tia, walked to Burt and stopped, "Burt, there is something in the village that needs you to solve."
"Oh, everyone, I'm sorry, I have to excuse you beforehand. I can only ask you to enjoy dinner by yourself." Bert smiled and apologized to everyone, and then left the restaurant with Tia and the servants.
The back-and-forth process is like delivering food to ensure that the players don't die, and then deliberately leaving the field open for the players to discuss what Bert and Tia said just now.
"The crystal ball is still a souvenir, it can't be a prop." No. 11 rubbed his hands, his eyes full of expectation.
No. 4 ruthlessly retorted to No. 11, "Even if it is a prop, you must be alive to take it. The village chief just said that you can only take it with you when you leave the village."
Xin Zhixia looked calm as usual, but she was surprised in her heart. Is there any props in this dead space?
No. 1 sighed and replied: "It's a small comfort after all. I just don't know how many crystal balls can be taken away when the game is over."
No. 3 saw that the atmosphere had become inexplicably gloomy, and began to share his thoughts with everyone, "The crystal ball is not important now. The regulations behind it should tell us not to go to the north, and it is not safe at night."
No. 13 picked up the goblet and examined it carefully, then picked up the knife and fork and started turning the steak in front of him, "The first thing is fine, but the second thing is not necessarily. It is not safe for us good people to go out at night, but the werewolf should not Question. I just want to ask now, is this food really edible?"
"There should be no problem. This game is about Werewolf, not about killing humans. Besides, the NPC is also very happy to entertain us. I don't know how long we will stay. How can we not eat or drink here." No. 5 said so He said, but still cut the steak into pieces with a knife and fork.
No. 10 echoed: "Yes, if you don't eat or drink and don't get killed by werewolves, you will starve to death."
"Eat, don't starve to death." No. 2 just started eating without any worries.
Xin Zhixia lowered her eyes at the food on the table, picked up the knife and fork in a leisurely manner, and slowly cut the steak, secretly observing the reactions of other people who were eating.
"No. 1, why don't you eat? What are you afraid of? Look, I've eaten so much." Next to him, No. 2 had already eaten more than half of the food. He looked at the untouched food on the table of No. 1 and spoke in confusion.
The fat young man No. 1 could only smile awkwardly and pick up the knife and fork, "I was thinking about the rules and was a little distracted."
No. 2 nodded and continued to fight with the steak in front of him.
Number 1 is probably more cautious and is afraid of accidents.
Although many people present thought the same thing as No. 1, their behavior was consistent with Xin Zhixia's. They cut the steak first and silently observed No. 2, No. 5, No. 10, and No. 13, instead of being straightforward like him. Just don't move.
After everyone saw that the four people had no reaction after eating, they started eating in silence.
During meal time, everyone kept eating and sleeping silently.
No. 2 even burped after eating quickly, causing No. 10 to roll her eyes as she wiped her mouth gracefully.
Before everyone had finished, No. 2 spoke directly, "I'm quite familiar with this game. There are guards and witches on this board. My suggestion is that the witches don't save people on the first night, because the werewolves may cheat themselves."
"What? Are you still meddling in the witch's business? I can also play this game. If you ask me, the witch should save people. Don't forget that there is a beautiful wolf. The werewolf is very powerful. And this secret admirer was added inexplicably. , who knows who he has a crush on. A good man died without prescribing the medicine on the first night, and you will win with the head later?" Girl No. 10 almost rolled her eyes every time she heard what No. 2 said.
"Then the wolf team killed itself? Didn't you save a wolf in vain?" No. 2 has been obsessed with this point.
Number 5 actually thinks that Number 2’s suggestion is quite good, “I think it’s okay, because it’s good for the witch not to prescribe medicine. After the prophet comes out, the guards and the witch can keep saving the prophet, and we can follow the prophet all the time. You have surrendered to the wolves."
As soon as these words came out, they received affirmation and support from some people.
"This is indeed very good. The longer the prophet lives, the more people can test it." No. 6 was the first to come out and agree with No. 5's point of view.
No. 4 just finished drinking the water, holding the water glass and nodded, "I think it's okay. The witch won't save people and cooperate with the guards."
After listening, No. 1 nodded while eating steak, seemingly in agreement.
No. 11 didn’t know exactly how to play the game, so he could only nod in support.
"Right, what I said is correct. If the witch doesn't save people, she will be invincible if she cooperates with the guards!" No. 2 looked at No. 10 proudly.
No. 10 was so angry that he tore off the tissues and said, "I don't agree."
"What's the point of not agreeing? I'm a good person here!" No. 2 proudly raised his chin at No. 10.
Then she looked vaguely in the direction of No. 7 and No. 9. Although the woman said something unpleasant, she and No. 9 inadvertently improved their status a lot.
"On the first night of this game, the witch saves people, and the rounds will be balanced. The possibility of a werewolf killing himself is low. Once a good person is missing on the first day, it will be difficult to fight later." No. 12 saw many people supporting No. 2 His expression was a little ugly at the moment, and he frowned and raised objections.
No. 13 sneered, "Haven't you ever thought that werewolves would compete with prophets? If a good person dies on the first day, no matter how stupid you are to not be able to tell the difference between prophets, another good person may have to be sent away during the day. Wait until the next night to save a self-killing werewolf, and then follow the werewolf to save good people during the day."
At this moment, No. 3, who had finished his steak, heard No. 13's words and agreed: "Yes, there is another secret admirer. The variables are too high."
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For a while, the two parties argued with each other, but no one convinced the other.
No. 8, No. 9 and Xin Zhixia, who remained silent throughout the whole process, just watched this chaotic debate.
No. 8 approached Xin Zhixia and asked in a low voice, "Isn't it better not to save people? Listen to them, it would be great if the prophet can test the four heavenly beings. What do you think?"
Xin Zhixia heard No. 8's innocent question and roughly understood what he was thinking. Apart from her, there was one person present who did not express his position, and that was No. 9.
She did not answer No. 8 directly. Instead, she looked past him and asked No. 9, who was slowly shaking his red wine glass: "What do you think? Mr. No. 9?"
No. 9 put down his wine glass, pushed up his glasses, and smiled at Xin Zhixia, "I think the same thing as you."
Xin Zhixia looked at the ball called Illusion that was kicked over. She turned around and replied to No. 8 with a smile, "Fantasy is beautiful, but the theory is not valid. What if the prophet is hit on the first day? The Wolves jumped. , good people lose everything."
Although No. 6 next to him was focused on the argument between the two parties, he still heard the conversation between No. 7 and No. 8 because of their close proximity.
He suddenly felt a chill on his back and turned to look at No. 7, "Why...why didn't you tell me?"
Xin Zhixia turned around and patted him on the shoulder, "My thoughts are not important, but yours. Be sensible, buddy."
No. 6 looked a little weird, as if he didn't understand what she meant.
Just when Xin Zhixia looked like she was going to have a big fight, the restaurant door was opened again.
Appearing at the door was Tia who had left and returned, followed by two maids holding a stack of papers.
"Everyone, I'm sorry, I forgot to emphasize something just now. After breakfast every day, you need to carry out your activities here. I will be watching the whole process to maintain your order. Now, I will distribute the rules of the activity to you. Please read it carefully when you go back." Tia motioned to the maids to issue the event rules.
"Is it the rules of the game?" No. 8 asked Xin Zhixia.
Xin Zhixia's prepared speech was interrupted, and she was speechless for a moment.
As soon as it was sent to No. 2, No. 2 couldn’t wait to open it.
Tia stopped her, "Mr. No. 2, what I said was to read it carefully when you get back."
No. 2 always has a feeling of fear towards NPCs in the dungeon environment.
He silently turned back the white cover and placed the rules on the table.
"It's getting late. Please follow the maid back to your residence. We'll see you tomorrow."
Tia did not take the maid with her this time, but left the restaurant alone again.
The 13 people each took the rule sheet and followed the maids to their residence.
After going all the way south, there is a T-intersection, heading east and west respectively.
One of the maids said, "Dear tourists, this is residence No. 10 ahead. Tourists No. 4 to No. 9, please go west, and other tourists go east."
The two maids bowed and walked back.
Everyone began to look at this residential area, a typical European medieval style village.
Two rows of houses sit opposite each other across a small road, standing staggered rather than facing each other completely.
Xin Zhixia thought that it might be because there are 13 players now. If they want to be symmetrical, they can't have door to door.
There is a small sign at the door directly in front, with the number ten on it.
Looking far into the distance, her room is located at the end of the row on the south side, with the number plate being No. 7.
The door of the house opposite was directly between her and House No. 8.
"They should be arranged in order. Let's go back to our respective residences." No. 3 nodded and took the lead to walk east.
Others chose directions and returned to their homes.
It was just because of the argument just now that everyone broke up unhappy, and it felt like the east and west roads were forced to go out of four roads.
No. 8 had been following Xin Zhixia. When they passed the door of No. 8, he did not go in. Instead, he sent Xin Zhixia back to the residence of No. 7.
Seeing Xin Zhixia arrive at the door, she enthusiastically prepared to wave goodbye, "Good night, No. 7. We'll see you tomorrow."
Xin Zhixia looked around and saw that there was no one there.
She raised the corners of her mouth, smiled and whispered to No. 8: "Good night, secret admirer."
Afterwards, with a shocked expression on No. 8's face, he silently turned around and returned to his residence.
No. 8 was left messy in the wind.
