Hell Game: Starting from Metropolis

It's unclear whether he was a werewolf from the beginning or became one after going outside.

Later, when many people got sick, there were two possibilities.

One type is where the original villagers turned into werewolves, and the other type is where the outside villagers turned into werewolves.

The so-called conflict between the villagers and the werewolves is actually a conflict between the natives and the outsiders.

What does the inscription on the statue's base mean?

Liu Zheng asked again.

"I can't read."

"That's what the rooster said."

Didn't your master tell you?

"The master is illiterate."

The rooster said matter-of-factly.

"He's supposed to be a craftsman, yet he can't even read. He should know shame, he should know shame!"

Liu Zheng spoke with great passion and enthusiasm.

However, the rooster just stared at him with its comb askew, as if he were looking at a crazy goose.

"Ahem. So where did everyone in the village go?"

he asked again.

"Aren't you people from the village?"

“I’m talking about your master, and the other villagers besides us.”

Liu Zheng said.

"do not know."

"do not know?"

"Even though I can talk, I'm still just a chicken. Why do you expect me to know so much?"

The rooster looked at him strangely.

"Okay, it's my problem."

he said helplessly.

Not all chickens are Napoleon.

"Before my owner left, he hid me in the chicken coop and put a lot of insects in it."

"But I ate too fast and finished them all. So I went out to find something to eat, and that's when you caught me."

"That's what the rooster said."

"So where is your home?"

Liu Zheng's eyes lit up.

The carpenter might have left clues in the rooster's nest.

"Where."

The rooster flew to the windowsill, raised one claw, and pointed at a small house.

He raised an eyebrow slightly; it seemed that player number 10 had run into that house.

Liu Zheng remembered that he seemed to have been a police officer.

This kind of behavior actually has a wolfish side; even if it's not a wolf, it's still a mob mentality.

Since that's the case, then we can try to "communicate" with them.

Liu Zheng stood at the window for a while but didn't notice anything unusual.

So he began searching the barn again.

But apart from a pile of grain, he found nothing.

However, now we don't have to worry about food.

"There's still an hour until it gets dark."

The notification sounded again.

At this moment, the sulfuric acid rain stopped.

"Shall we go out and explore?"

Liu Zheng fell into thought.

After a brief hesitation, he decided to go out and take a look.

After all, as the person with the highest status in the room, and who had been reported to the fake witch for having silver water, the chances of him being killed tonight are very high.

If Liu Zheng leaves the game, then the outcome of the match will be in someone else's hands.

Although he was confident that the poison would hit a wolf, killing one wolf was not enough to secure victory.

Since this isn't a normal werewolf game, he has to get involved and try to outmaneuver fate.

Moreover, Liu Zheng has another trump card.

He put his hands in his pockets, and a faint golden light flickered.

Name: Goldfinger (Disposable)

Type: Item

Quality: Perfect

"Effect: When used at the appropriate time, it can select one of three random plugins."

"Note: I am a disciple of the Wind Spirit Moon Shadow Sect and have never heard of the concept of game difficulty."

"Can it be taken out of the instance: Yes"

No matter how it changes, the essence of Werewolf is still a game.

Any game is no match for a cheat code.

If it weren't for this safety net, Liu Zheng wouldn't have rashly participated in such a potentially deadly game.

Of course, such a precious prop should be avoided if possible.

He put the cheat code back into the system space, dragged the two bags of grain, picked up the rooster, and walked out of the barn.

At almost the same time, the other players also emerged from their hiding places.

Liu Zheng, dragging grain and carrying a chicken, attracted their attention, but no one asked him anything.

This is a well-known rule that players cannot talk to each other.

With the Ama watching from God's perspective, it's impossible for her to play tricks like talking to herself.

Liu Zheng ignored them and walked to the carpenter's small house on his own.

Player number 10 watched him silently, showing no intention of moving aside.

Liu Zheng didn't say anything, but simply put down a bag of grain in front of him, then pushed his way through and went into the house.

A flash of anger crossed Player 10's eyes, but he ultimately refrained from reacting.

They shouldered the grain and walked towards another house.

The other players exchanged glances and then began their own actions.

Some sought new places to stay, some explored the village, and some ventured out of the village.

Of course, these things have nothing to do with Liu Zheng.

He had already entered the carpenter's house.

Although the owner was a carpenter, there wasn't much furniture in the room.

A small bed, a cabinet, a table, two chairs, and some other miscellaneous items.

So, although the house is not large, it looks quite spacious.

Liu Zheng opened the cabinet, inside were two sets of autumn and winter clothes, while it should be springtime in the werewolf village.

He reached into his pockets but found nothing.

Looking at the wardrobe, Liu Zheng entered a state of deep thought.

First of all, the carpenter must have left in a hurry.

Judging from the furnishings of his home, he was not a wealthy man; in fact, he was quite poor.

For the poor, clothes are a very precious possession.

If he could take it with him, he definitely wouldn't give it up.

Secondly, the carpenter was not entirely caught off guard.

Because he took all the other clothes with him.

If he has two sets of clothes for autumn and winter, then he must have even more clothes for spring and summer.

The carpenter is probably not dead; he's either hiding outside or inside the village.

Or is he hiding among the remaining 11 players?

"Qin Shi Huang, where is your hideout?"

Liu Zheng asked.

"In the kitchen."

The rooster led him to the kitchen on the right side of the house.

The kitchen utensils were all there, but the food was gone, leaving only a string of chili peppers hanging on the wall.

It's unclear whether the carpenter took it or player number 10 took it.

The rooster pecked at the ground, and a wooden block that was the same color as the ground immediately bounced up.

Liu Zheng grabbed the wooden block and lifted it up, and an entrance appeared in front of him.

Chapter 92 The Bomber in the Rooster

Liu Zheng went down to the basement.

It was pitch black below, but the air wasn't particularly stuffy, so there must be a ventilation opening somewhere.

He took out the matches he found in the kitchen and lit three of them at once.

The match's brightness was naturally insufficient to illuminate the entire basement, but it led him to discover the candlestick embedded in the wall.

By lighting the candle, Liu Zheng could finally make out the scene in the basement with some difficulty.

The basement is about the same size as the kitchen, but much lower in height.

Liu Zheng's body is probably less than 1.6 meters tall, and he has to bend over to move.

In the southeast corner, there was a chicken coop made of dry grass.

Next to the chicken coop was a wooden feeding trough, which probably contained insects.

In addition, there were also some durable foods such as wheat, potatoes, and sweet potatoes stored in the basement.

Even if a rooster finishes eating the insects, it can actually last for quite a long time.

This guy ran out simply because he couldn't hold it in any longer or was craving something sweet.

Liu Zheng glanced at the rooster, and Qin Shi Huang returned an innocent look.

He searched the basement for a while but didn't find anything useful.

So he turned his attention to the chicken coop.

"What are you going to do?"

When it came to his own nest, the rooster became alert.