Help, I've become a paper man

In the silence, the visitor did not come to the long table. She naturally walked to the round table, picked up the plate, and went to choose her breakfast.

Xia Hao was a man of bad temper. He stood up first and said to the other party, "Hey, Mr. Jian, what's the matter? You just came now and didn't talk to us. What do you mean?"

The last person to arrive was Jian Nuanyang. She stopped, turned around, and looked at everyone. She said in a cold tone: "She is dead. Who can be sure that there is no murderer among you? What can you say to the enemy?"

Xia Hao got even angrier and retorted, "You suspect us, but I also suspect you. We are not familiar with her, but you two are the ones who have conflicts. First, it was about housing, and then about game quotas. And you came so late, who knows if you are guilty!"

He spoke fluently and logically, but when he met a cold face, it was as if he had swallowed a mouthful of ice. Before he could spit it out, Jian Nuanyang spoke again.

She said, "You can do the same. Ask her to stay in a single room. You are on the third floor, so it will be easier for you to do something to her."

Xia Hao choked and said stiffly: "I have no hatred or grudge against her. She...she is not a powerful person. Why would she deserve what I did to her?"

There was no disguising of his arrogance in his words, and he became more and more confident the more he spoke, but precisely because of this, he looked more like a villain, but he himself hadn't realized it yet.

Song Yi couldn't help but remind him, "You are teammates."

Although I don’t know what the game will be later and it requires teams to play, since it is in a dungeon and this dungeon is not a regular daily dungeon, there will be casualties, and conflicts within the team are always bad.

After he finished speaking, Jian Nuanyang's cold face also froze for a moment. She said, "Is there a possibility that you are from another team?"

She didn't say the rest, but everyone realized that since there were two teams, the game would most likely be conducted through competition. Song Yi's reminder was completely thankless, at least for their team.

Song Yi explained: "I don't believe it can be resolved the next day. It's just a game. Try to keep as many people alive as possible..."

What he was thinking was that if it was confirmed to be a competition, he would take action later. If it developed into teamwork later, with too few people, it would be a bit of a hindrance. If there were too many, he could kill them, but if there were too few, it would be embarrassing.

When this thought came to his mind, Song Yi himself was surprised for a moment, feeling that his otaku brain had quickly integrated into the thinking of this world.

There were two who treated him as a fool with a kind heart, thinking that he and Xia Hao were the same, both doing stupid things.

The atmosphere was somewhat subtle, and no one could guess what was going on for a moment, but they remained in a stalemate.

Jasmine raised her hand and said, "Let's talk about something serious. Li Yuan might not have been killed by anyone. She might have died because of the rules."

After she finished speaking, she paused for a few seconds. Seeing that she had attracted everyone's attention, she continued, "She is the only one who did not qualify for today's game."

Jasmine did not continue speaking, but at this point, everyone understood what she wanted to express and most of them fell into deep thought, but one person's eyes drifted away.

Song Yi caught this and followed his gaze, and saw the maid standing beside him.

They were like motionless ornaments, staying where they were obediently, but it made people feel even more weird. Now the motionless people seemed to be listening to their conversation, but they didn't respond to these words.

Even from today's warm setting, a hint of last night's eeriness can be seen again.

something wrong.

There was no need to guess, but before he and Jasmine could tell, and the others did not notice the boy's gaze, the door of the banquet hall opened again, but it closed and opened again, and it seemed like a long time had passed. The junction was a little rough, and accompanied by a teeth-grinding creaking sound, another figure walked in.

It was His Excellency the Duke who walked in this time.

She was not wearing a gorgeous big skirt, nor was there any sound of high heels stepping on the ground. Today she chose a refreshing riding outfit. It was not the women's style seen in film and television works, but it was also different from the common men's style. You can tell at a glance that it was a custom-made piece of clothing.

Not only was it not ugly, it also showed off her power and beauty, but no one could appreciate it at that moment.

Help! The boss has changed into an outfit that is convenient for movement. Every angle exudes the vibe of "try your best to escape". If he were the producer, Song Yi would follow everyone in shouting "Mom". If they were separated by a screen, he could also say "Sister is so handsome".

But at this moment, the Duke appeared before him. He faced the pressure coming at him. With his heartbeat accelerating, his sense of crisis slowly came online, and reminders kept popping up that his life might be in danger.

The Duke walked to the long table, put his hands on the edge of the table, leaned forward slightly, and asked with a smile: "Are you not hungry yet? Or is the food you prepared not to your taste?"

Jian Nuanyang raised his hand, held up the clean plate, and asked, "Is it still dinner time?"

It has to be said that this girl is the most courageous. Song Yi has slowly moved to Jasmine's side, and taking advantage of her voice, he asked Jasmine in a low voice if there was a reason why she felt the Duke's oppression was stronger today.

He muttered and pointed at himself, thinking about the connection between half-beast transformation and the five senses, but only received a "questioning" look from Jasmine.

On the other side, the Duke looked at Jian Nuanyang and said, "Yes, it's still breakfast time. You can learn about the game we will play later while you are choosing your food."

As she spoke, she stood up again and clapped her hands again. The maids started to move like puppets, lining up to walk out of the room. After they left one by one, two more maids came in carrying suitcases.

The Duke did not speak, but tapped his fingers on her palm twice again and put the suitcase on the long table. Under the gaze of everyone, the maid opened it, carefully took out the items inside and placed them on the long table.

The first thing taken out was a stone slab, a thick square shape, and it was impossible to tell what it was at first glance. After the maid put it away, the front was revealed, and a familiar name emerged in Song Yi's mind. Before he could confirm, the second item was taken out.

The more familiar image was similar to the chess pieces he had taken in the garden. The most conspicuous character had a human figure with a crown on his head, and seemed to be the "king" of the black side. Logically, if the same color chess pieces were taken out again, the difference in appearance would be more obvious, but that was not the case this time.

With smooth movements, the maid took out a chess piece that only had a human figure and placed it on the side of the table. She then lifted up the suitcase and handed it to the waiting maid on the other side.

Under Song Yi's puzzled gaze, the maid beside him put down the suitcase and continued the action of the previous person, taking out the white chess pieces one by one. Unlike the black chess pieces, there were no human figures here, and they all appeared in the shape of animals, making it difficult to guess what they represented.

There are doubts about the speculation about the "chessboard and chess pieces", but the rules of the game will always be followed.

After the maid had placed them, the Duke spoke again, saying, "These are the props we will use in our game. They are the battlefield we need for the game."

Her words were contagious, and Song Yi nodded immediately, agreeing with the middle school mentality in them.

The Duke glanced at him and continued, "Each side will select a chess player, holding a different chess piece, to lead the duel."

"I guess there are people who excel in both teams, so I won't go into too much detail about the rules of the game."

"The Full Moon team plays white chess, and the Waning Moon team plays black chess."

"Any more questions?"

When the Duke asked the question, his eyes fell on Song Yi. He raised his hand first, like a good student, and asked the question seriously. When the Duke asked the question, he finally couldn't help asking: "How do you know what chess it is?"