Cultivation Kill

"Adam the man in the suit was voted out unanimously. He stabbed Conan right in front of me!" said the crying woman using the pseudonym Wukong. "The Superman who was supposed to be voted out last round didn't do a good job of his neutral or lower status. This round, vote out the man in the suit first, without splitting the votes. Also, there's a small bell about fifty centimeters above the ground below the largest stone platform in the center of the valley. Pass!"

The simulated light sphere that was chairing the meeting said in an emotionless, mechanical voice, "Please select the order of your remarks, those who reported the incident."

The crying woman surveyed the seating arrangement and, seeing Shen Zige sitting to her left, immediately said, "I choose to speak counter-clockwise."

The light on Adam's seat, the man in the suit, came on.

"Conan was killed by this woman!" Adam shouted. "She pretended to be a cowardly, crybaby weakling to deceive everyone! She's the hidden killer. Trust me, vote unanimously to send this woman who calls herself Sun Wukong flying! Good people shouldn't be fooled, or we'll lose! Pass!"

Ziya's seat lights up.

“You’re not any better, I’ll definitely vote for you this round!” Ziya said. “I believe what Wukong said, because I was almost killed by you this round. Luckily, I have the skill of singing. You found that you couldn’t kill me, so you ran away. Later, Zige, Xiang Yu and Superman came over. I stayed with them the whole time. I didn’t get any information. I just saw a stranger I didn’t recognize appear. I passed.”

The muscular man's seat light came on.

“It’s my turn to speak,” the muscular man said. “The Wukong who reported this isn’t a good person either. She forcibly used her skill on me, and then we became strangers. I immediately lost control of my body, so she’s the neutral party. Vote for Adam, pass!”

The man using the pseudonym "Superman" had his seat lit up.

"I initially suspected I misclassified the votes last round, but after listening to your speeches in the earlier positions this round, my opinion has changed. I didn't misclassify the votes last round!" said the man using the pseudonym Superman. "This girl faked crying to deceive everyone, and her statements were contradictory. She said she had surgery in front of her, but the muscular man said she had merged into a stranger, so she didn't exist. How could someone who doesn't exist be in front of her? I have reason to suspect she self-inflicted the surgery! Vote her outright, pass."

Shen Zige's seat light came on.

"You're trying to save your werewolf teammate, but it's no use. The man in the suit is definitely out this round, and it'll be your turn next," Shen Zige said. "Last round, when Superman was voted out, I'm sure smart people noticed something was wrong. Not a single person abstained. The killer forcefully pushed the votes and eliminated the good guys. Superman explained that he made a mistake, but I don't think that reason holds water. He did it on purpose. So, the man in the suit, Adam, and Superman are both werewolves."

Clearing her throat, Shen Zige continued, "He's been playing the role of the conman Ya the whole time, and the muscular Xiang Yu is cooperating with him. They don't seem like good guys. I suspect he's the neutral one. This round, vote for the man in the suit, Adam, first. If you don't vote for the neutral one, those two will go in, and it'll be two against one, so you can't win. Pass!"

"Voting will now begin." The sphere of light rotated.

"The assassin has activated assassination mode—" Before Shen Zige could finish speaking, the sphere of light spun and emitted a cold voice, "The assassin is verifying the identity of the third speaker in this round. The verified identity is the Songr. Verification successful. The third speaker in this round is eliminated!"

As the sound of the light sphere ended, the ferocious animal on the back of the chair behind Ziya bared its sharp fangs, pounced forward, and swallowed Ziya whole.

During the voting phase, the assassin can verify their identity and carry out the assassination. There are now five people remaining around the round table.

All the seats went dark.

No one hesitated; the voting process was completed in less than ten seconds.

"Now let's tally the voting results—speaker number two has three votes, and two abstained."

The animal that looked like a combination of a tiger and an elephant jumped out from behind the chair behind the man in the suit and devoured him.

There are now four participants left!

The third round begins, and the four people present are thrown back into the valley.

The drop location was random; when Shen Zige appeared, there was no one around.

There were three irregularly shaped large rocks in front of her, blocking most of Shen Zige's view. Conversely, others could only see Shen Zige from a very small angle.

Shen Zige walked to the foot of a large rock, making it even more difficult for others to see him.

He picked up a small, bluish-white stone, about the size of his palm, from the ground and quickly scraped off the moss from the larger stone.

One minute later.

“This stone contains no information.” Shen Zige continued scraping another large stone.

Still no information...

There are four people in the valley now: two good guys, one neutral, and one assassin. If they group up at the central stone platform, the assassin will come and stab them, leaving only one good guy. How can they win? Because the neutral can't throw all the assassins out. If the good guys win, the assassin loses and dies!

Of course, even if all the bad guys are neutral, they might not necessarily lose, but Shen Zige wouldn't risk her life on uncertain rules.

Shen Zige needs more information, otherwise it will be difficult for him to win.

He tried hard not to think about the scene of his defeat. He didn't want to die inexplicably in another world. His will to survive grew stronger and stronger, and the stone in his hand moved faster and faster...

"Have it!"

The third large rock in this area revealed the following information:

Berserker - When there are more than three participants, the Berserker cannot be killed by the assassin and can only be voted out. When there are three or fewer participants left, the Berserker will enter a berserk state and gain the power of madness. The Berserker can use all people within its attack range without cooldown. Participants killed by the Berserker will not drop their smartwatches. The Berserker wins when all participants are killed!

Danger!

Contrary to Shen Zige's prediction, even if the assassin is eliminated, leaving only neutral and good people, the secret realm game will not end!

If the three people outside meet, only the neutral ones will survive!

Shen Zige sighed inwardly at how powerful this mad cultivator's skills were, almost invincible. But thinking about it, it made sense. After all, there was only one person. If he wasn't strong enough, whoever randomly got this character would definitely lose. The chance of winning would be too low, making it unsuitable for selecting the people the Star Realm Company wanted.

He held his breath and remained silent for a moment, then tiptoed towards the middle of the valley.

As Shen Zige cautiously made his way around the large rocks, he gritted his teeth and pressed on, fearing that an assassin or a mad cultivator might be lurking behind one of them and jump out to kill him.

There was no wind in the valley, but Shen Zige felt as if a chill was seeping into his skin through his pores.

Was it psychological or was the temperature actually decreasing? He didn't know, and didn't want to tell.

Meanwhile, the eliminated contestants were floating in the air above the valley as spirits, watching from below. The contestants below could not see them; their fates were no longer in their own hands. They were silently cheering on their fellow contestants.

Because of her caution, Shen Zige moved very slowly towards the center of the valley. She had only gone about halfway when the view of the valley suddenly shattered—

Shen Zige appeared at the round table of the meeting.

Someone reported the incident to the police.

Only three participants remain!

The remaining three people sat around the round table, their positions forming a right-sided triangle.

The person who reported the crime was actually a man using the alias Superman, whom Shen Zige identified as the killer!