The next morning, after getting up at eight, Su Luo washed up, then glanced at her attribute panel:
[Life: 25 (+6)]
[Strength: 7]
[Speed: 12]
[Spirit: 14 (+2)]
[Endurance: 10]
[Charm: 12]
[Points: 17]
[Innate Skill- Divine Redemption (Legendary): Fully restores one person’s health and teleports them to any location the skill owner has passed through. Usable once per Dungeon.]
[First Skill – Healing Magic Bullet: Increases (or decreases) ally (enemy) HP by 100% of their Spirit value (CD: 5 seconds)]
After breakfast, she waited until nine o’clock, then punctually clicked [Enter Dungeon].
After a bout of dizziness, Su Luo found herself in a room once more.
But this time, aside from a single Box, there was nothing else in the room.
The Box was black, adorned with some golden patterns.
Su Luo opened the System to check this Dungeon.
[Dungeon: True Werewolf (Solo)]
[Mission: Your team must win]
[Rules: The Good side must accuse the Werewolves during the day, the Werewolf side must kill the Good during the night. If all Villagers or Gods die, the Werewolf side wins. If all Werewolves die, the Good side wins. If the Good side wins, all dead Good players are resurrected, and all Werewolves fail and die, and vice versa.]
[Background: It’s just a simple game of Werewolf! Only, the losers will die.]
Werewolf, huh?
Su Luo had played it back in school, when it was pretty popular.
She hoped she wouldn’t draw a Villager card.
She pursed her lips.
Actually, Su Luo was hoping to draw the Witch or Hunter card, since both were rather assertive roles—able to prove their identity or protect themselves.
Praying in her heart, Su Luo opened the Box.
Inside was a single Card.
She flipped it over, and on it was written: [Werewolf (The Werewolf can kill one person each night)]
‘A Werewolf, huh. Not good, but not the worst either.’ Su Luo thought, ‘if you play Werewolf and don’t claim to be a Prophet, it’s best to act bold.’
That way, the Good side would think, “Anyone this bold must be a God.”
Even if the Gods all blundered in the end, you could still claim to be a true Villager.
Su Luo tore up the Card, tossed it in the toilet, and flushed it away—for safety’s sake.
Then, she stepped out of her room.
Outside was an open space, with several other houses nearby.
Beyond that was the Forest.
Others were coming out one after another.
Su Luo kept count: there were twelve people in total.
By standard Werewolf rules, that should mean four Villagers, four Werewolves, and four Gods.
Usually, the Gods would include the Prophet, Witch, and Hunter.
As for the last one—Guard, Idiot, or Little Girl—who knew.
If it was Guard, the Werewolves were in trouble.
That meant the Good side got an extra round; she’d once met a skilled Guard who rendered the Witch almost useless.
From the first day onward, unless the wolves double-killed, it was always a peaceful night—a real pro.
She hoped the Good side wouldn’t have such a big shot.
As for the Werewolf side, who knew if there would be special roles like Demon.
Once everyone was assembled, a System notification sounded from above:
[ Ding, announcing the rules:]
[1. Voting is at 8 a.m. daily. Everyone must return here to vote.]
[2. Players cannot stay together in one place for too long, or it’s cheating. Little cheaters will be punished :)]
[3. Werewolves can only kill one person per night. If you kill more, it’s one life for another.]
[4. Return to your rooms by 8 p.m. every night.]
[5. Only solo players participate in this game. Fair, just, and transparent.]
[6. Outside of game time, do not discuss anything about the game. ]
[ Alright, now, the game-begins ]
When the System pronounced the last few words, all twelve present caught a hint of secret excitement in its tone.
What a pervert!
After reading the rules, Su Luo realized she needed to quickly figure out who the other Werewolves were, then work together.
Otherwise, if you killed a teammate or clashed with them during the day, it’d be like a flood rushing into the Dragon King Temple—a family not recognizing the family.
At that moment, a man in a sharp suit, looking quite refined, spoke up: “There are twelve of us, remembering names is a hassle. Let’s just assign numbers, by the order we came out. Who was first?”
Su Luo raised her hand.
“Alright, you’re Number One.”
Soon, everyone lined up in order.
Su Luo thought, someone who stands out at the start is probably Good.
If he were a Werewolf, he’d want to hide—like her, wishing she could turn invisible so the Prophet wouldn’t check her.
No way would a wolf draw attention to themselves.
She also noticed that after his first sentence, he subtly stepped back—a habit, perhaps, from often giving opening speeches.
That meant, even here, he couldn’t hold onto that ‘leader’ role after opening his mouth.
He lacked confidence, so he stepped back.
When needed, he could be used as a shield—let the leader take the fall.
After assigning numbers, Number Six, a sweet-looking girl in overalls, suddenly spoke up.
“Has anyone never played Werewolf before?”
Sure enough, someone timidly raised a hand—Number Eleven.
He looked shy, a typical homebody.
Number Six went over to teach him the rules.
Number Eleven looked like he’d never met such a pretty girl before—his whole face turned red.
Beside them, the skinny Number Ten teased, “Talk about luck in misfortune!”
Number Eleven’s face flushed with anger as he glared back.
Number Ten whistled arrogantly and left.
Number Six really was a kind-hearted girl.
Should Su Luo try to build a Good-person image too?
Su Luo pondered, gazing up at the sky.
It was already late; night was about to fall.
They’d entered the Dungeon at six, and spent quite a while just now.
It seemed there was no time for Forest exploration today.
Su Luo was actually curious—what was the hidden mission in this Dungeon?
But how could she figure out who the Werewolves were?
How did her side kill people?
The game gave too little information!
Su Luo felt a headache coming on.
Could players kill during the day?
That wasn’t clearly stated either.
Actually, Su Luo had a hunch: Werewolves could only kill one person per night, but Good people could also kill!
So there must be another way to play—like a Villager and a God teaming up to kill, and as long as they killed everyone else, the Good side would win.
But that wasn’t really feasible.
If those two killed too many Good people early on, the wolves could control the game.
Sighing, Su Luo shook her head.
At least there weren’t any overpowered players in this newbie Dungeon.
Su Luo walked into the Forest, but didn’t dare go deep—just circled the edge and found nothing.
As the sky grew darker, she went back to her room.
Soon after, a chilling bell rang out, followed by the System prompt:
[ Night falls, please close your eyes ]
[ Werewolves, please open your eyes ]
[ Who do you want to kill? ]
A transparent blue Panel appeared in front of Su Luo, with a line: .
Below that were icons for Numbers 1–12.
Su Luo already had a good idea.
She clicked her own icon first; a small knife appeared over her icon, with a tiny 1 below.
After a while, the 1 changed to 2—someone had followed her vote.
With a 2 as breakthrough, soon all four clicked 1.
Seeing everyone on board, Su Luo quickly switched her knife to Number Two.
This was a half-risky move.
Her idea was: “I’m Number One, let’s knife Number Two.”
If the others understood, they’d first knife her, then switch to Number Two—identities would be clear.
If they didn’t get it and kept knifing Number One, she’d take a gamble—maybe the Witch would save her, since the first night’s kill is pretty convincing.
If they didn’t get it and all went for Number Two, she’d claim Prophet, give Number Two a ‘golden check,’ and push Number Three as a wolf.
Since Number Three was probably a Villager, after being ‘checked,’ they could only protest.
The Panel paused briefly, then suddenly, a knife and a 1 appeared under Number Six’s icon.
After a moment, the knife over Number Six disappeared, and Number Two’s 1 turned to 2.
Su Luo smiled.
Someone understood her maneuver.
Soon after, Number Five also had a knife, then it disappeared, and Number Two’s count became 3.
Now only one person hadn’t acted.
Su Luo hoped for a successful team-up, but until the end of the Werewolf kill time, the last person never revealed themselves—their knife stayed on Su Luo.
Su Luo thought, ‘could this be a useless teammate?’
But she still didn’t know just how useless this teammate really was.
Five minutes passed quickly, and they successfully killed Number Two.
Su Luo thought, if all went well, the wolves should be Number One, Number Five, Number Six, and the last one was likely among Numbers Seven to Twelve.
Number Six had enthusiastically taught Number Eleven the rules at the start—she seemed pretty skilled.
The System prompt sounded again:
[ Werewolves, please close your eyes. ]
[ Witch, please open your eyes. ]
[ Tonight, he (she) died. Do you want to save him (her)? ]
[ Do you want to use poison? ]
[ Witch, please close your eyes. ]
[ Prophet, please open your eyes. ]
[ Who do you want to check tonight? ]
[ He (she) is ]
[ Prophet, please close your eyes. ]
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