The copy NPCs are all my homie [Original God + Unlimited]

The green hat, the gradient braids hanging by the ears, the white stockings outline the slender legs, and the eyes of the wind god pinned to the waist...

"Wendy?"

Ying subconsciously called out.

Wendy in the middle of the round table glanced at her.

"This is not Wendy." Ying calmed down.

"How could it be otherwise? This look, this dress!" Paimon was very excited, "This is the singer!"

"He's looking at me strangely. If he's really Barbatos, then he doesn't know me for some reason."

Wendy looked at each player's face, and finally set her eyes on Ying, and let out a chuckle.

"Because there are too many novice players, the merciful God will give you some tips. The types and rules of the dungeon are different, but if you want to leave the dungeon, there are only two ways, either follow the rules to complete the task, or...find the lost things .”

"Missing something?" Number 8 repeated.

"Yes, every dungeon will have an important item missing some parts. If you find this missing item for the dungeon, you can leave the dungeon even if you haven't completed the dungeon quest."

"What do you mean by important items?" Number 8 continued to ask.

"I don't know." Wendy narrowed her eyes and shook her fingers. "The dungeon doesn't know what's missing. Only when you find it can it judge whether you're looking for it."

"Anyway, I've never seen someone leave the dungeon because they found something lost," No. 11 said. "The people who survived all left after completing the task. After all, this lost thing... has no scope, and no one If you know what it is, you only have three chances to try it. It is the right way to complete the task safely."

"Then what if the task is completed and the missing thing is found at the same time?" Ying asked raising her voice.

"You're probably dreaming." No. 5 sneered.

"You're so interesting."

Wendy raised her cloak, sat cross-legged in the middle of the table facing Ying's direction, put her hand on her chin and stared at Ying for a while.

"It's weird," he said suddenly, "You look familiar. Answer your questions first, and if you can complete them all, your score will be doubled when you leave the dungeon, and you will get a get-out card—I like to call it a get-out card." , In fact, the real name should be called Forced Exit Invitation. It means that you can leave in a dungeon without completing anything. So do you want to help me find the missing things in the dungeon?"

Ying felt that all the eyes around her were focused on her.

"I can." She nodded.

The person opposite was silent for a while.

"I like you." Wendy said suddenly, "Players favored by God always have some privileges."

Eyes become complicated.

"As for the privilege... I haven't thought about it yet." Wendy nodded her chin. "After all, you are the first person I like. Of course, others have a chance too." He looked around and jumped up, His voice was tinged with a happy smile.

"Now is my favorite link, the bribery link! Actually, it should be called God's offering, but I call it bribery, take out what you think is most suitable for offering to God! Whoever's gift I am satisfied with Be a man of God's favor!"

Wendy snapped her fingers, and a pure white barrier rose on both sides and in front of everyone, blocking the sight of prying eyes.

"In order to prevent plagiarism, I will cover you all up. But plagiarism is useless, because I haven't received any offerings that satisfy me..."

"What are you going to give?" Paimon, who had been silent for a long time, finally spoke out.

"What do you think of Paimon?" Ying asked back, but immediately felt that it was a white question, because she knew what Paimon would answer in her dreams...

"Hmm... Monde grilled fish! Fengshen dish Wendy must be tired of eating. Or pile high, Monde potato cake, fisherman's toast..."

"Pimeng, you are really suitable for reporting the name of the dish." Ying sighed sincerely.

"What's the name of the dish?" Paimon muttered.

Ying didn't speak any more.What should I give?Her fingers fumbled in the bag.Song of Wind and Flowers?A poem of final lament?No, Wendy would definitely like it, but as long as he holds it in his hand, then the matter of owning a weapon will be irrelevant.Do not let other players know that you have a weapon, otherwise it is easy to be set fire.

Of course, the main reason is that the weapon is too expensive, and she only has one, thinking that if she wants to send the end, Ying will feel a pain.

Inexpensive and Wendy likes it?

Ying had a solution.

"Young girl favored by God, what do you want to offer me?"

Wendy appeared in front of Ying out of thin air.His hands were empty.

"The most beautiful flower, for you, my God."

Ying put her right hand on her chest, bowed, then raised her hand and snapped her fingers, a Cecilia flower bloomed on her fingertips.

Wendy's eyes lit up instantly, and he took the flower carefully, put it on the tip of his nose and sniffed it.

"This is the best offering I've ever received. This flower is so beautiful!" He narrowed his eyes happily, and seemed to be jumping with joy, "What's the name of this flower?"

"Cecilia Flowers."

"This flower is unique in the world! I named it, the lost poem."

Ying's fingers trembled.

"Thank you, my beloved."

Wendy disappeared into this space again.

"This is Wendy." Ying concluded.

"But why doesn't he know us?" Paimon could no longer accept such a large amount of information.

"I don't know. Maybe... the organizer of this game is a higher-level existence than the Seven Gods and Heavenly Law..."

"Okay everyone! Let's directly start the first round of identity card drawing! The first game is called Werewolf Killing!"

Wendy's voice sounded, but the white partition was not removed.

"Werewolf killing? What is that? Is it related to Lei Ze?"

Ying was a little nervous at first, but was suddenly amused by Paimeng.

"Listen to the game rules released by the system! I'm too lazy to say~"

Even if she couldn't see Wendy, Ying could still imagine the expression on his face at this moment.I have to say, as expected of Wendy, she is still not doing business.

Paimon's voice in his head became mechanical and deep: "This game uses the classic 'Pre-Hunter White' board. Among the 12 players, there are four werewolves, four commoners and four gods. The gods are prophets. , witches, hunters and idiots.

"The prophet can check the identity of one person every night. The witch has a bottle of poison and a bottle of antidote. She can use one bottle of medicine every night. Each medicine can only be used once. The antidote can save one person, and the poison can poison one person. After the drug is used, no death information will be given. Hunters can shoot and take away a player when they die. Idiots can be exempted from death after being voted out, and they are still considered alive. But they lose their voting rights. Werewolves can kill one person per night. Civilians No special skills.

"After the game starts and enters the night, please act according to God's instructions. After the first round of dawn, the sheriff election will be held first. Players who successfully become the sheriff have the right to return votes, and the number of votes for the sheriff will be calculated as 1.5 votes when the vote is returned. Sheriff The death information will be announced after the campaign is over. The game adopts the principle of killing the side, and the werewolf kills all the civilians or all the gods as the winner, and if all the werewolves are eliminated, the good camp wins. Your identity is: witch."

what? What?witch?The identity announcement was a bit sudden, and Ying didn't react for a while.But Paimon's voice continued.

"Your task in this game is to assist the good camp to win. If the good camp loses, all of them will enter the duel field. If they win, the dead players of the same camp will be resurrected. Remember, cheating in any form is prohibited, and it is forbidden to have private discussions with other players. Exchanging identities and prohibiting passive competition."

"Now, the game begins."

The white partition was lowered.