The female supporting role is really here to mess things up

Yang Wuxi stated her point of view quickly, her voice clear and firm: "I checked Duan Wu last night. The reason I checked her last night was because she seemed too casual in the previous vote. After my check, she is a werewolf. And on the first night, I checked Shen Ji, and his identity is a good person." Her eyes revealed an unquestionable sincerity.

Then, Yue Muchen spoke slowly, his brows furrowed, as if he was trying to sort out his thoughts: "I am a civilian, and I really can't be sure of the identity of the prophet. Two people died last night, and one of them claimed to be a clergyman. However, Miss Duan's voting behavior does puzzle me, and I need a reasonable explanation." He turned his gaze to Duan Wu beside him, with a bit of scrutiny and dissatisfaction in his eyes.

Duan Wu had already felt the pressure when Yang Wuxi was speaking. When it was her turn to speak, she immediately retorted, "I am the real prophet. On the first day, I checked Lu Qingxi and found out that she was a werewolf. On the second night, I checked Zhou Sibei and found out that she was a good person." She told everyone everything she had found out, trying to convince everyone.

However, Lu Qingxi was not shaken by Duan Wu's words. She calmly analyzed: "Beibei has clearly stated that she is a priest, and this information is public to any player. Miss Duan, the result of your verification of her cannot serve as a strong proof of your identity. Moreover, as a civilian, I doubt the result of your verification of me on the first day. Your behavior makes me think that you are not a real prophet." Her voice revealed a calmness and determination.

Zhou Siming's fingers tapped the table slowly, as if he was weighing various possibilities. He hesitated for a few seconds and finally spoke: "I... listened carefully to Qingxi's speech, and I think her analysis makes sense. I agree with her point of view." There was a hint of indifference in his voice, and it was obvious that he no longer cared about winning or losing.

At this time, Han Yisu took over the topic, his eyes were bright, as if he had seen through the werewolf's identity. He slowly said: "After my analysis, I think Teacher Yang may not be a real prophet. And Miss Duan, although she claims to be a prophet, there seem to be some loopholes in her speech, and I can't be completely sure of her identity."

When it was Shen Ji's turn to speak, he looked around calmly and said slowly: "Since there are two prophets, we can let them vote for each other and wait until tonight to see if the two are still present tomorrow." His proposal made everyone's eyes light up, and they nodded in agreement.

Seeing this, the DM immediately continued to direct the flow of the game: "Okay, please vote. 5, 4, 3, 2, 1." As the countdown ended, everyone made their choices. The voting results were announced. Yang Wuxi pointed to Duan Wu without hesitation, while Duan Wu firmly pointed to Lu Qingxi. The rest of the people chose to abstain because they were unsure.

Seeing this result, everyone was stunned. A trace of uneasiness flashed across Duan Wu's face, and she sighed softly, as if she had foreseen something.

DM顿了两秒，开口道：“由于出现了平票的情况，我们需要重新进行投票。请各位嘉宾在杨芜兮和段妩之间选择一位。5、4、3、2、1。”

This time, the five people with the right to vote pointed their fingers at Duan Wu without hesitation. The DM immediately announced the result: "Duan Wu is voted out. Please publish your last words."

As DM's voice fell, Duan Wu's face fell a little. She felt very depressed, but finally she could only speak softly: "I really am a prophet..." Her voice was full of helplessness and unwillingness.

The DM's voice was deep and magnetic. He continued to advance the game: "The game continues. It's dark, please close your eyes... Werewolves, please open your eyes... Werewolves, please kill people."

Lu Qingxi slowly opened her eyes, and her gaze immediately locked onto Shen Ji. Shen Ji seemed to have expected this, he smiled slightly, and then gently pointed his finger at Zhou Siming next to Lu Qingxi. Lu Qingxi's heart moved, and she naturally guessed that Zhou Siming might be the only priest left on the field. As long as he was killed, the werewolf camp would be close to victory. She nodded gently, indicating her approval of Shen Ji's decision.

Zhou Sibei, who also had a God's perspective, stood aside and breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that Shen Ji had decided to vote her out. She wondered why Qingqing could be so cruel to her.

Just as she was lost in thought, the DM's voice rang out again, breaking the silence in the room: "Werewolves, please close your eyes." Following this command, the three werewolves slowly closed their eyes, waiting for the next day to come.

"Witch, please open your eyes. She died last night. You have a bottle of antidote. Do you want to save her?" The DM's voice echoed in the silent room. Although no one responded, the game process still progressed slowly at the established intervals.

The air was filled with tension, and every second seemed to be stretched. DM's voice sounded again, speaking to the invisible air: "Do you have a bottle of poison to use? Who do you want to poison?" After another half a minute of silence, DM's voice broke the silence again.

"Witch, please close your eyes... Prophet, please open your eyes. Prophet, please choose a player to verify his identity." Half a minute later, he continued, "Good people go up, bad people go down. Her identity is——"

When everyone opened their eyes, the DM's voice echoed in the room again: "Dear guests, male guest number five died last night. He was a hunter, so he had the right to take someone away. Now, male guest number five, Zhou Siming, please make your choice."

Zhou Siming had a conflicted look on his face, and he looked around, seemingly weighing various possibilities. Finally, he pointed his finger firmly at Yang Wuxi.

The DM paused for a second, as if confirming Zhou Siming's choice. Then, he announced: "Yang Wuxi was taken away by the hunter, and the game is over. Since the werewolf camp successfully killed all the priests and hunters last night, the werewolves won!"

Director Song walked out from the shadows beside her, with steady and powerful steps. She walked to the side of DM, stopped and nodded gently. Her eyes swept across the faces of each player on the field, as if evaluating the outcome of the game.

“非常精彩的一局。”宋导微笑着开口，她的声音温和而充满力量，“每一位玩家都表现得非常出色，特别是狼人阵营，他们的配合和策略非常成功。杨芜兮+4分，陆青溪和沈霁各+6分。目前的分数：（陆青溪34分、韩以溯4分、段妩-12分、周斯洺10分、周斯贝-2分。越目尘-10分、杨芜兮1分、赵忆贞2分、张明廉-5分、沈霁6分。）大家休息七分钟再继续下一局。”

Director Song patted Yue Muchen on the shoulder as he walked out...