Puzzle games

When No. 7 was burned to death, he didn’t watch it during the day, not because he couldn’t bear it, but because he felt that he was too powerless to do anything, and could only be played by the system step by step according to the rules of the game.

He felt a little tired, enough was enough, it would all be settled tonight.

"Xiaobai, are you okay?"

Qi Shuai was very worried by his pale, almost transparent face, and reached out to touch his forehead, and was gently patted away by the opponent's palm.

"I'm fine, I just didn't sleep well."

"By the way, Xiaobai, you, you, you said yesterday that you are a prophet, didn't the werewolf go to you at night?"

No matter when, killing the prophet is the primary goal of the werewolf, otherwise, if the other party tries one night, no amount of werewolves will be enough.

Although the little boy No. 9 tried to block the knife for Bai Tian when he spoke, but judging from the situation at the time, Bai Tian's prophet was obviously more convincing.

At that time, Qi Shuai didn't think that Tiantian was actually a witch. Looking back now, if the werewolf killed Tiantian as a prophet last night, he, a witch, would have no medicine to save himself. Wouldn't he be dead!

Thinking of this, Qi Shuai felt that cold sweat broke out on his back immediately.

"found."

"Then why are you still alive? Witches can't save themselves!"

Qi Shuai felt confused. In his opinion, according to the game settings, if he was stabbed by a werewolf at night, unless the witch took medicine, he would definitely die.

Bai Tian didn't answer right away, but waited for Ye Zhao to put the No. 7 body back into her room before nodding at the two of them and walking to the window at the end of the corridor on the second floor.

It's quite far from other people's rooms, and the three of them won't worry about being overheard when they talk here. If it wasn't for the fact that the small door behind the curtain couldn't be opened anymore, he would actually prefer to go to the third floor of.

"Okay, Xiaobai, now you can speak!"

As the saying goes, curiosity killed cats, and Qi Shuai felt that the curiosity in his heart could kill a hundred cats at this moment.

"I didn't answer you just now, there is another reason besides wanting to find a safer place."

Ignoring Fa Xiao's appearance of scratching his heart and lungs, his tone was as clear and light as ever during the day.

"I know, you are waiting for Ye Zhao."

Qi Shuai glanced at the ill-fitting shirt on Faxiao's body, and smiled wickedly.

He helped his forehead during the day, and he really didn't know what this big man was thinking all day long: "Yes, I'm waiting for Ye Zhao."

Qi Shuai had an expression that I knew, and couldn't help but give him another shudder during the day, hating iron for being weak: "Don't you think there's nothing wrong?"

"What's wrong? Ye Zhao is so courageous that he collects the corpse for others. This is also a matter of accumulating virtue, okay?"

Qi Shuai pressed the back of his head which was sore from the beating, with grievance in his voice.

During the day, he felt that he had always overestimated the IQ of the big man, and he shouldn't expect the other party to figure it out by himself, so he had to say:

"He came out of Room 7."

"What happened to him coming out of Room 7..."

Qi Shuai subconsciously answered Bai Tian's words, and suddenly a thought flashed through his mind so fast that he almost couldn't catch it, but Bai Tian continued to talk.

"He also sent the body of No. 5 to Room No. 5 yesterday."

"Yesterday morning he checked the body of No. 1 in Room No. 1."

Qi Shuai finally reacted: "This, this is not right, we tried it on the first day we came here, we can only enter our own room, and other players will be blocked out.

This point is Xiaobai, you said that the system is set in this way to ensure that only werewolves and priests who can open their eyes can enter the room of other players after dark. How can they enter again later?Is there a system error? "

"Of course not. There is nothing wrong with the system. If you go to my room now, you still won't be able to enter. The only ones you can enter are these three rooms—these three rooms where the owners are all dead."

"Sounds like a bug." Qi Shuai stroked his chin and clicked his tongue.

"It's okay if you think it's a bug, but I'm more inclined to think it's a way out of the system.

The werewolf killing in the game of nine is actually very simple. When you played board games before, did you find that it was easier to win if you drew a werewolf card than a good card? "

"This is because good people are really unlucky. Not only will they be killed by werewolves at night, but they may also be voted to death during the day. As long as werewolves disguise themselves well and play themselves as good people, they can easily win."

"Although this dungeon is a real werewolf killing, in order to ensure the absolute fairness of the game, the system can't make the good camp really fall into such a desperate situation.

So it leaves us with a way out - that is, if the player in the room dies, then this room is an unowned room, breaking the original restriction setting that others cannot enter. "

"I saw Ye Zhao think of this in Room 1 yesterday morning, so I dared to dance with No. 5 as a witch when I was speaking during the day.

I didn't stay in my room last night, but went to room No. 5, so I could avoid the werewolf's knife. I guess the werewolf didn't find me in my room last night, and then killed No. 8. "

"I see."

Qi Shuai looked stunned, and then seemed to suddenly think of something, and lowered his voice excitedly: "Since there is a setting like this bug, wouldn't we just need to hide in those three rooms at night to avoid being killed by werewolves?" ?”

"Good idea!" Ye Zhao punctured his fantasy unceremoniously.

"Daytime was able to escape last night entirely because the werewolf didn't notice the bug in the system, but after one night and one day, he must have discovered something. This method can only be used once, and it won't work again."

Qi Shuai was immediately disappointed, Ye Zhao patted him on the shoulder and continued: "But you don't have to worry, I believe this game will end soon, and the werewolf will definitely not be able to kill you."

Qi Shuai felt that he was not comforted at all, and grabbed Bai Tian's arm with a sad face, and the latter frowned slightly - the bruise on the forearm still hurt a little, and the thick and thick Qi didn't notice it.

Ye Zhao pushed him away indiscriminately: "You don't look good during the day, why don't you take a rest."

Hearing what Ye Zhao said, Qi Shuai hurriedly said: "That's right, Xiaobai, you just said that you didn't sleep well at night, go back to your room and sleep for a while, and I will call you later when we have dinner."

During the day, he did not decline the kindness of the two of them.

Not only did he not sleep well last night, he didn't sleep at all.

As soon as 8 o'clock arrived last night, he entered his room like everyone else, and waited for 10 minutes for sleepiness to strike, and he probably left when everyone else was about to fall asleep.

In order to prevent making noise, he took off his shoes, and stepped on the soft socks on the floor tiles, the soles of his feet felt cool, which made the original drowsiness disappear without a trace.

Ye Zhao had given him the key to room 5 a long time ago—it was a tacit agreement between the two of them.

During the day, I actually wanted to go to room No. 1, but when I thought about the horrible death of the middle-aged man No. 1, and the day and night passed, the weather was so hot, and the smell in that room would not be pleasant, so I gave up.

After entering Room 5 during the day, he didn't feel sleepy again. On the contrary, he was not sober. The air was filled with a moderate burning smell. He turned on the chandelier switch by the door, and the whole room was brightened instantly.

The layout here is the same as his. The most conspicuous thing is the 1.5-meter single bed in the middle, covered with a beige linen sofa cover, with a big bag bulging in the middle, as if reminding him of what's inside.

After looking at it for a while during the day, I looked away at the oil painting on the wall opposite the bed.

Sure enough, it was exactly the same as the one in his room, except that it was somehow stained with some black and gray matter, mottled and mottled, which made the whole painting look weird and destructive.

Time passed by, the night was quiet, and during the day he leaned against the wall by the door. Although he looked the same as usual, his heart was always tense and he did not dare to relax. He was waiting for something.

coming!

About two or three hours later, he heard the slight sound of claws scratching the door next door, and the sound should be coming from his own room No. 4.

It's just that the sound was too soft, if he hadn't been awake and pressed his ear against the wall facing that direction, it would be impossible for a sleeping person to notice it.

The sound of scratching the door lasted for about a minute before it disappeared unwillingly, and it was only during the day that he breathed a sigh of relief.

According to the rules of the game, there is a time limit for the werewolf to act at night. If the person is not killed within the specified time, then the chance of the sword man will be lost for nothing this night, so he is sure that as long as the werewolf is not found in his room People will quickly shift targets.

During the day, he waited for another half an hour, thinking about whether he should go back to his room and sleep for a while. After all, although he was not timid, he was not so big as to sleep in the same room with the dead.

During the day, he was about to turn around and leave, but he heard a bang-bang-bang sound suddenly in the quiet room, slow and rhythmic, this sound filled the whole room, and he couldn't figure out where it came from for a while.

He hurriedly turned the doorknob, but he couldn't open it no matter what. During the day, he quickly gave up the idea of ​​continuing to open the door, and looked at all the furnishings in the house vigilantly.

Soon the sound became more urgent and louder, as if the human heart was constantly contracting and beating.

During the day, my eyes fell on the 1.5-meter single bed. The linen sofa cover, which was originally tightly covered, slipped off a corner at some point, revealing a scorched and blackened human hand with bones exposed.

Immediately afterwards, the hand seemed to think that the sofa cover was too intrusive, and pulled it out of the bed vigorously. The pull completely tore off the sofa cover, revealing the black body of old man No. 5 buried in the snow-white quilt.

The corpse kept twisting, the two thighs unexpectedly stood up slowly, and the body was bent backward at a strange angle that was difficult for ordinary people to achieve.

The scene in front of him stimulated his cerebral cortex during the day, and he felt that every brain cell in him was clamoring.

He finally understood why the game said that players should stay in their rooms after dark, otherwise they would be at their own risk.

What about leaving a way out for the players?

Although he thought at the time that this back road might be dangerous to some extent, he didn't expect it to be so cheating!