Turn on the phone, click on the identity execution interface, the upper part of the screen is still 'today's player is:', and two numbers that can be selected appear in the blank space below, which are No. 2 and No. 7.
Shen Mu squinted his eyes, first chose No. 2, then exited the identity execution module and entered the personal task module.
What appears on the screen is still a light red circular ring with a constant black number in the middle: 0%.
It seems that No. 2 is not a mixed race.
It has been guessed that No. 2 Lu Shimo's identity is a witch, and Shen Mu is not surprised by this result. He clicked on the identity execution module again, and Shen Mu marked No. 7 this time. After marking, No. 2 and No. 7, which were originally in black frame and black characters on a white background, have now become black characters in a green background and black frame.
Enter the personal task module again, and the screen changes: the light red circle turns into light yellow, and the black number in the middle also changes from 0% to 50%.
"Huh..." Shen Mu breathed a sigh of relief, unable to tell whether it was disappointment or relaxation.
Zhao Xu is not a mixed race, then he is a real citizen, that mixed race, "No. 6, No. 8, No. 10..." Shen Mu read these numbers softly, his eyes as calm as water.
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Shen Mu was not the only one who heard the notice of yellow permission enforcement—the notice message was mandatory, and no matter who was doing what, they would receive this piece of information. More than two hours ago, in a forest at the foot of the mountain in the southwest, a girl lying sideways on the bed suddenly woke up in a wooden house. There was still some blur in her eyes, and she murmured unconsciously: "Yellow... permission?"
Yellow...right...yellow permission? !
The girl suddenly sat up straight from the bed, ignoring the entanglement of the nightmare: "Permissions? It appeared again, and it turned out... last time it was red, this time it was yellow, how many kinds of permissions are there?!"
The girl was originally sleeping in cotton clothes and clothes, but at this moment she directly opened the quilt and sat on the side of the bed: "Why, why is it someone else every time... How on earth do they enforce authority!" The girl's pretty face was a little bit excited. Hideously, "Red means to suspend a game, yellow means the executor is directly promoted, how many kinds of permissions are there, can it be done directly, is there a kind of permission that can directly leave the hanging life game?!"
"No!" The girl thought of something, her eyes sank, but the end of the sentence changed, "There is a kind of authority, you should be able to pass the level directly!"
It's customs clearance, not escape!
Breaking away from so many rounds of worry and fear in vain will give you nothing, but if you pass the level...
"Fulfill any wish that the system can fulfill..." At this time, the girl's face turned from pale after waking up to a bit bloody, "The system that can pull us away from the real world here, some small realistic wishes, It shouldn't be difficult to achieve!"
The girl got up and walked to the door, and pushed open the wooden door. The cold wind made her frown, the faint moonlight poured down, and the girl's face became clear—this girl turned out to be Shen Mu in the first game, Cupid Thief's game No. 8 Bai Lin.
At this time, a clear number 12 was printed on the clothes on her chest.
In that round, Bai Lin's identity was originally a good person, but Shen Mu's Cupid connected Xie You, who was a witch, and Shen Xin, who was a wolf, to form a third-party force, and the prophet was buried by thieves again. In the case of jumping into the prophet with the wolf, Shen Mu gained the trust of many players, and at the last moment, he cheated Zhao Xu's ticket, and the third-party forces were able to control the field. Although the game is not over yet, it cannot In the case of violence against other players, the good guys are helpless - and that's how it should be.
Shen Mu activated the red permission unintentionally, and all players directly cleared the first round, including Bai Lin who was poisoned by Xie Youzao. Bai Lin lost consciousness after being out of the game, as if it had been a long time, and it seemed that the next second, There was a notification that the red permission was activated, and in the next second, Bai Lin was already on the map of the second game.
Bai Lin, who regained consciousness, felt at first that she was not a survivor—she didn't know what happened after her death, nor did she know that the last day's situation was in jeopardy. Bai Lin's first feeling was absurd.
Red permissions? Clear customs directly? Why? In such a life-and-death game, who else has the privilege? ! But I can only really "hang by a thread"? !
... Yes, this world has never been fair, heh, even if the rules and the world are changed, this kind of unfairness is still so familiar... Forget it, let's take a long-term view of these things. what happened. Several faces in this game appeared in front of Bai Lin's eyes, and their expressions were changing. These men are not easy to save fuel. Maybe it is one or some of them who have executed the "red authority".
But men... The corners of Bai Lin's mouth twitched, and a trace of contempt flashed in the corners of her eyes.
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"Ah!" A gust of cold wind brought Bai Lin back to reality from her memories. She suddenly thought of something. Regardless of the cold weather, Bai Lin went back to her room, took out her phone, and quickly turned on the player status.
"Number 10, is that him?" Recalling that short figure, Bai Lin's eyes flashed with surprise.
If it is said that Bai Lin, the previous player, is a bit unclear, the last few players who drew the wolf card and left, Bai Lin's influence could not be more profound-everyone's departure is a kick into the abyss. . Besides, the size of No. 10 is really conspicuous. Bai Lin thought that No. 3 could not be a child.
Unexpectedly, he would be the executor of the yellow authority... Bai Lin couldn't help but feel a little disappointed. There were no children in Cupid's round, and there were no such short people. It seemed that the person who exercised the authority twice was not the same person. Damn it, I don't even know what number 10 looks like, how exactly does he exercise authority!
"Cough, cough..." Feeling agitated, Bai Lin's throat itched, and she couldn't help coughing. Bai Lin closed the door and sat back on the bed, but she didn't intend to fall asleep.
A familiar face appeared in Bai Lin's mind, and Bai Lin immediately stretched out her hand and waved it in the air, as if trying to disrupt something that didn't exist. Once the nightmare just came to her mind, Bai Lin's face became pale. Very ugly: "Enough! It's not my fault that you died! How did I know you were a hunter? I didn't vote for you in the first round. Is it because you are obviously not No. 1, but you can match the default No. 1?" Even if the ticket is tied, I suspect you are a wolf!"
"Let's talk about us, it's just a transaction relationship." Bai Lin suddenly sneered. If she hadn't inadvertently known that there might be danger outside the game after the fifth round, Bai Lin would never have chosen to get close to a muscular man like No. 4 Wu Ao. But everything is a double-edged sword. If Wu Ao is a wolf, then his threat is greater than the average person—Wu Ao is not a good stubble, he will definitely, he will strike first!
When drawing a wolf card, Bai Lin, who was No. 1 at the time, recognized Wu Ao as No. 13—he was so easy to recognize, as conspicuous as No. 3, who was suspected to be a child at the time. Bai Lin knew that Wu Ao also recognized her, and deliberately teased her several times. Being assigned to the same game as Wu Ao, Bai Lin felt both disgusted and grateful, even now.
Leaving aside the issue of the identity of the hunter, just talking about Wu Ao, without his protection, she is definitely at a great disadvantage in this forest as a powerless girl. Wouldn't it be okay to stay in board game mode until the very end? This is not fair at all!
But Wu Ao himself also made Bai Lin very uncomfortable. He was by no means the kind of easy-to-control type with a simple mind and well-developed limbs. This person... would no longer abide by the constraints of morality and law in such a place.
But the moment Wu Ao shot after his death, Bai Lin regretted it. In any case, since he is a hunter in this game, he is still on the sidelines with his own interests. I was worried that he would become the wolf that threatens the most, but since he is a hunter, he can also bring a lot of help to the good side... right? ? at least give me...
Now it is like this, today is still the same as yesterday, and it is better not to go anywhere.
Bai Lin lay down on the bed again, covered herself with a quilt, and made up her mind about the day's schedule. As for voting, although there is less information, it is better than rash action, and the lack is not necessarily just information. Although the hunter is gone, there are still witches and prophets. A witch can poison a wolf by spreading poison. Maybe the number 8 who was taken away was a wolf, and the number 10 who left the field might also be a wolf. There is only one head left, so don't chase after it.
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"… Um?"
Shen Mu opened his eyes, and after a few seconds, the scene in front of him gradually became clear, and a few rays of light leaked in from the gap between the door and the window.
Its daybreak? !
Realizing that it was already dawn, Shen Mu was so frightened that he almost jumped up from the bed, and quickly turned on his phone.
Hour hand... minute hand... is it already 8:40? !
Shen Mu was a little scared at once. Although he was very tired yesterday and stayed up late at night to perform his duties, he never expected to be able to sleep until this time. Quickly clicking on the voting interface, Shen Mu still had a bad feeling in his heart: Yesterday, Zhao Xu, who was a little lower on the hillside, got up and went up the mountain to find Shen Mu, and today we will go to the top of the mountain together again. Why is it so late, Zhao Xu Haven't come yet? ... have you slept too? still…
Shaking his head, Shen Mu returned his attention to the phone, his pupils suddenly enlarged slightly: "Eh?"
The darkened numbers are still only No. 4, No. 6, No. 8 and No. 10.
Was last night Christmas Eve
"Christmas Eve," Shen Mu exhaled, "it's impossible for wolves not to kill people. Is there any restriction on how wolves kill people? Or... conflicts with personal tasks?"
"Or... is the witch drugged?"
Shen Mu's eyes swept over No. 2 and No. 7 in turn, and finally stopped on No. 7.
Zhao Xu was still alive, did he really fall asleep? Or... something happened that I don't know about
Zhao Xu's sense of direction is very good. Shen Mu and Zhao Xu's house is not far away, and they only need to turn a corner, so it is unlikely to get lost. Go find it.
But now, Shen Mu's eyes fell back to the phone: Vote... Vote for number 11
Since it was Christmas Eve yesterday, the witch might have used the antidote, but she must not have used the poison. If Lu Shimo was really a witch, there would be no problem in handing No. 1 to him—there is no such thing as a board that can stop the witch's poison.
If there is anything I can't rest assured about, it is that I have never personally judged the identity of No. 11.