201: Chapter 201: Werewolf Game (Part Two)

"What should we do next?"

Several people huddled together, as if this would provide some sense of security.

"Now you can state your respective factions, right?" A burly man stood up and stared at the few people huddled in the corner.

The air froze for a moment; no one answered.

Seeing this, the burly man spoke again, "It is currently nighttime, and you are so afraid, which makes it highly likely that you belong to the hostile Werewolf faction. We should confirm our teammates' identities early to ensure our safety."

The meaning behind his words was clear; he was revealing his cards, stating that his own identity was in the villager faction.

"Then what do we do next?"

"Are we just supposed to wait until dawn?" No one answered this question.

"Strange, why haven't I heard of anyone clearing this Werewolf Game at the Floating Life Pavilion before?"

Someone asked in confusion, and the atmosphere around them became even more silent.

If that's the case, then this dungeon has never been cleared, and will they become the next batch...

"Don't think too much. Instead of wondering how long you have left to live, you should think more about how to get through this current hurdle."

"As long as we take out the hostile faction, we clear the dungeon."

The burly man's words actually gave the others some confidence, and some of the bolder ones started walking out.

Instead of waiting for death, it is better to take the initiative.

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Qianye wandered in the darkness. Looking out, it was pitch black, with only the hong ling umbrella in her hand emitting a faint red glow.

As she walked further in, every few steps she took, there was a rustling sound following her; when she stopped, the sound also disappeared.

"Come out."

No sound.

"If you don't come out..." The tone was eerie.

"Ah, Big Sister... don't kill me, don't kill me."

Hearing the noise, the red glow around the hong ling umbrella intensified, illuminating the surroundings.

Behind Qianye, a long-haired Little Girl in white clothes, holding a worn-out doll, was looking at Qianye cautiously.

"Hello, Big Sister..."

Qianye stared at her, suddenly tilted her head, and grinned, "Hee hee, found you."

After speaking, Qianye ran towards her. The Little Girl instinctively closed her eyes and covered her head, "Big Sister, don't kill me."

After a while, there was no movement. When she opened her eyes again, she saw Qianye standing beside her, head lowered, not knowing what she was doing.

Qianye stared with shining eyes at the flower pot she had just dug up.

"This is not bad, not bad at all. Little Flower should be very satisfied with this."

Looking back, the Little Girl saw clearly what was in her hand—good grief, she was holding a skull and couldn't put it down.

Next, the Little Girl watched helplessly as she dug the soil and planted a seed inside.

"This time, it will definitely grow faster."

With the flower pot settled, Qianye was in a very good mood. She didn't want to bother with the Little Girl in front of her, so she hugged the flower pot and walked back.

"Big Sister, don't leave me behind..."

Qianye turned back and stared at her for a long time, saying nothing and not driving her away again.

The Little Girl wiped her tears and silently followed behind Qianye.

Behind Qianye, vines appeared silently in the darkness, creeping closer step by step. Seeing this, the Little Girl's eyes suddenly turned cold, "Big Sister..."

Before she could finish speaking, those vines seemed to sense danger and quickly disappeared.

Qianye turned back and stared at her with an unfriendly gaze.

The Little Girl opened her mouth but didn't say anything more.

Before leaving this grave area, the Little Girl looked back at a certain spot, a flash of confusion passing through her eyes.

Why did she feel that those things were afraid of her just now?

She then shook her head; how could that be possible? She was just a surviving villager. Thinking this, she hugged the teddy bear in her arms tighter.