The female supporting role is really here to mess things up

Shen Ji and Lu Qingxi sat together, the two of them close to each other, as if forming a tacit barrier. Shen Ji leaned forward slightly and taught Lu Qingxi the trick of face-to-face presentation when playing the Werewolf game. His voice was soft and focused, and he described every aspect in detail.

At this time, Yue Muchen walked in from outside. He caught the conversation of the two with his sharp eyes. A confident smile appeared on his lips, and he walked straight to Lu Qingxi, interrupting their conversation. "Qingxi, speaking of games, I have played a lot." He said confidently, "Why don't I share some of my experience with you?"

Shen Ji was a little displeased by the sudden interruption. He frowned slightly and looked at Yue Muchen firmly. "Player Yue, we were just discussing game skills. You should respect other people's communication." Although his voice was not loud, his tone revealed an unquestionable firmness.

However, just when the atmosphere was about to become awkward, Zhou Sibei came over with a mischievous smile. She broke the tense atmosphere with a joke, "Teacher Shen, I am your 'defeater'. You 'knife' me in the first round. Can you also give me some pointers so that I can learn how to 'turn around' in the game?"

Shen Ji was amused by Zhou Sibei's words. He shook his head gently, sighed, and stood up helplessly. He understood that Zhou Sibei's joining was to ease the tense atmosphere and to give him a way out. So, he walked to Zhou Sibei, smiled and began to explain the skills and strategies of the game to her.

The seven-minute break passed in a flash, and Director Song returned to the room with a new card in hand. She swept her eyes over every guest present and announced with a smile: "Dear guests, our second round of the game is about to begin. Please take your seats in order according to your ranking in the previous round."

Following Director Song's instructions, the guests quickly and orderly adjusted their positions. From left to right, Lu Qingxi, Zhou Siming, Shen Ji, Han Yisu, Zhao Yizhen, Yang Wuxi, Zhou Sibei, Zhang Minglian, Yue Muchen, Duan Wu, the ten guests sat at the round table in turn, their eyes faintly showing some expectation.

Director Song stood in front of everyone, shaking the cards in her hand gently, making a rustling sound. She emphasized again: "Please draw cards in order from the highest to the lowest scores in the previous round. Remember, there is no room for selection this time." The guests nodded in understanding and began to draw cards in order.

The DM spoke again to preside over a new round of the game: "Please close your eyes when it is dark, and please open your eyes if you are a werewolf. Please confirm each other's identities." As the words fell, three pairs of eyes slowly opened, namely: Zhang Minglian, Zhao Yizheng and Duan Wu.

Zhao Yizhen's brows were furrowed. The moment she saw Duan Wu, she was already feeling dissatisfied. When she saw Zhang Minglian again, her mood became even worse. She began to roll her eyes silently in her heart and no longer had much expectation for this game.

Zhang Minglian also felt something was wrong. He looked at the two teammates in front of him and felt speechless. He didn't know what the program team was thinking. They didn't even let a popular guest in here.

Although Duan Wu was not very satisfied with her two teammates, she did not show too much emotion and planned to take one step at a time.

Under the DM's instruction, Duan Wu made a quick and decisive choice. Her eyes were firm, and she pointed to Yue Muchen on the left without hesitation. Although Zhao Yizhen was a little hesitant, she nodded in agreement under Duan Wu's firm gaze. Zhang Minglian's face froze when he saw this scene. How could these two people make a decision without asking him about his plan?

When the DM got the werewolves' answer, he calmly continued to guide the game process: "Werewolves, please close your eyes." As the words fell, three pairs of eyes slowly closed, and the atmosphere in the room became tense again.

Then, DM's voice sounded again: "Witch, please open your eyes... He died last night. You have a bottle of antidote. Do you want to save him?" Yue Muchen opened his eyes immediately after hearing this. He saw DM pointing at him and was a little surprised. But he quickly regained his composure and nodded to indicate that he would use the antidote.

Yue Muchen's eyes swept across the room. He first cast his eyes on Shen Ji and Zhou Siming, and couldn't help but have some guesses in his mind. But he quickly dismissed this idea, because he knew that these two were very rational people and it was unlikely that they would make such a choice. Then, his eyes stayed on Duan Wu, and he seemed to have found the answer.

Then he turned his attention to Duan Wu. After all, the program asked him to choose an identity in this round, and he chose the identity of a witch. The one who would do something like stabbing him at the beginning was someone who had some guesses about his identity, and the only one who knew about this should be Duan Wu, who chose the identity of a prophet in the previous round.

DM's voice echoed in the quiet night, like guiding the wheel of fate to slowly turn. He calmly announced: "Do you have a bottle of poison to use? ... Who do you want to poison? ... Okay, witch, please close your eyes." Yue Muchen knew the rule that only one bottle of antidote and poison could be used in one night, so he did not answer and closed his eyes directly.

Then, the DM's voice sounded again: "Prophet, please open your eyes. Prophet, please choose a player to verify the identity." Lu Qingxi turned her face slightly to confirm her identity with the DM, and then fell into a brief tangle. Finally, she firmly pointed her finger at Duan Wu on the left.

DM looked at Lu Qingxi's actions, and the corners of his mouth slightly raised, forming a happy arc. He seemed to have foreseen the next result, and made a downward gesture to Lu Qingxi, indicating that Duan Wu was a bad guy. After seeing DM's gesture, Lu Qingxi nodded, indicating that he understood, and then slowly closed his eyes.

After seeing DM's actions, Lu Qingxi nodded to DM and slowly closed his eyes. Xiaoliu spoke again in Lu Qingxi's mind: "The host is awesome!"

Following the DM's instructions, Zhou Sibei, as a hunter, immediately responded after hearing "Hunter, please open your eyes and confirm your identity". She opened her eyes, raised her chin slightly, and confidently confirmed her identity. Seeing this, the DM showed the little princess a professional fake smile. Although it was a routine, it also revealed a hint of kindness.

Then, the DM announced: "It's dawn, all guests please open your eyes. Last night was Christmas Eve, please speak counterclockwise from Miss Yang Wuxi's side." As these words fell, the atmosphere in the room gradually became lively.

Yang Wuxi was the first speaker, and she began to speak in a counterclockwise direction. She sorted out her thoughts and began to share her observations and ideas.

Yang Wuxi's words were shocking from the beginning. Her voice echoed in the quiet air, like a stone thrown into a calm lake, stirring up ripples. "I am a prophet," she said slowly, her eyes pointed at Duan Wu, "Last night's test results show that, Duan Wu, you are a werewolf." Duan Wu was obviously not prepared for anything. Her pupils dilated slightly, staring straight at Yang Wuxi, trying to find a flaw on her face.