Chapter 45: Unanimously Voted Out! Hehehe, I'm a Wolf~

Cheng Xiao was a veteran player in the Wolfpack, and his skill was far from ordinary.

Player 1 believed that he would recognize his own alignment as a good guy, which was why he only outlined the suspected wolf pool without putting much effort into defending himself. In fact, by not interfering with who the Seer chose to vote for, he was already defending himself through his actions. He was not confirmed good by the Seer, and as the last player to speak in late position, if his directional bias was too obvious and his aggressiveness too strong, it would instead backfire. Merely pointing out the wolf suspects in his mind, without influencing the Seer’s judgment or dictating who should be voted out, was already the hallmark of a good player.

[Player 12, please begin your statement.]

It was Cheng Xiao's turn. He took a deep breath, his brows furrowed tightly, and his expression carried a heavy sense of grim uncertainty.

"I think the four wolves are pretty clear now. Players 4 and 6 are definitely among them, and we still need to figure out the remaining one between Players 7, 9, and 10."

"As for Player 8, there's no way he was eliminated without firing his gun—that means he is the real Hunter. Player 4's claim that this round isn't the Hunter's turn and therefore there was no need to reveal himself simply doesn't hold water."

"From Player 8's perspective, if a real Hunter were in the game, he would definitely have to reveal himself. After all, Players 4 and 8 might be wolves busing each other, and Player 4 might want to give the Wolf Hunter a guilty check. Alternatively, Player 4 could be the real Seer who caught the Wolf Hunter. If the Hunter was in the game, he would surely have to step up and clarify the perspective; otherwise, wouldn't Player 4 be locked in as a confirmed iron wolf?"

"Therefore, if no Hunter stepped up, I must be the Seer."

"Because from my perspective, the Hunter is the one who didn't need to reveal himself. Most of the players on the field are already siding with me, so the Hunter truly doesn't need to come out. Thus, the logic Player 4 used is invalid coming from his mouth—it only becomes valid when spoken by me."

Cheng Xiao refuted Player 4's statement, but his brows only furrowed deeper.

"From my perspective, since Hunter Player 8 was poisoned to death by the Witch, our good team has fallen severely behind in rounds. We must vote out the Evil Merchant this round, or else we might as well just surrender right now."

His gaze swept across everyone at the round table, finally resting on Player 5.

"My confirmed good player says either Player 3 or Player 9 is a good guy, and either Player 6 or Player 10 is the Evil Merchant. I'd say it's a fifty-fifty split."

"Let's talk through them one by one."

"First of all, everything Player 9 said doesn't feel like it was made up. He might genuinely believe that Player 4 is the Seer and that I'm a counter-jumping wolf. The four-wolf structure he imagined in his head actually exists in his mind, which means he might genuinely be a good guy. I'll put Player 9 aside for now."

Pfft...

While Player 12 was speaking, quite a few expressions on the field turned somewhat peculiar. Player 9 had been pushing so aggressively. Player 12 looked like he was ready to accept him as a good guy, yet his words showed absolutely no mercy. What on earth did he mean by "the four-wolf structure he imagined"?

That was savage!

"If Player 9 is a good guy, then Player 10 really might be a counter-hooking wolf."

The others wanted to laugh, but Cheng Xiao couldn't manage even a smile. His complexion was unsightly.

"But the problem now is: could Player 3 be a good guy? Could Player 7 be a werewolf? Even if we can determine that the current four wolves are Players 4, 6, 10, and one of either 3 or 7, we good guys will still find it hard to win."

"Player 4 must not be touched under any circumstances. There is a high probability he is the Wolf Hunter, and pushing a minor wolf is useless. Only by getting the Evil Merchant out will we have a chance, and we'll still have to rely on the Guard to make the right save later."

"So, who should we vote out?"

A storm was brewing in Player 12's mind.

"Player 4 is out of the question."

"Player 6 sided with me during the day phase before the vote, yet voted directly for Player 4 during the night phase—doesn't look like it."

"Player 7 spearheaded the attack for Player 4 during the day phase, but abstained during the vote—doesn't look like it much either."

"Player 3 was attacked by Player 4 during the day phase, and then Player 4 recognized Player 3 as good during the vote. Is Player 3 a wolf? Even if he is, he should only be a minor wolf; Player 4 wouldn't directly point out the boss during the day phase."

"Regardless of whether Player 3 is a wolf, let's eliminate him from consideration. Then..."

Cheng Xiao paused, then cast his gaze onto Player 10.

"The werewolves knew the Witch was gone, so the Evil Merchant would inevitably have to counter-hook. Among these cards, who has been consistently counter-hooking? Only Player 10."

"And now, with four wolves in play and two good players gone, our ratio is 6.5 to 4. Player 9, if you still insist on siding with Player 4, the outer positions will become 5.5 to 5. If even one more vote shifts, I'll be eliminated."

"I hope that if you are a good guy, Player 9, and since you also attacked Player 10, I will cast my final vote on Player 10, and I hope you'll place your vote on him as well."

Cheng Xiao took a breath. "Therefore, I am locking my vote on Player 10. For my Seer investigation, I'll check Player 3. If Player 3 is good, then Player 7 must be a wolf. If we don't see a double death when we wake up tomorrow, we'll eliminate Players 6 and 3, or Players 7 and 4, one by one."

"Passing."

He didn't discuss what they should do if there was a double death the next day. The good players present were all too well aware: they would simply have to make a grand show of it and surrender their cards to leave.

[All players have finished speaking. Exile voting is now underway.]

Player 12 raised a fist. This was the number he was directing his vote toward.

[The Sheriff directs the vote to Player 10. All players, please cast your votes.]

[Players 1, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 9, 10, 11, and 12 voted for Player 10.]

[Player 10 has been unanimously eliminated.]

When the judge's verdict rang out, a brief silence descended upon the hall. Even the audience outside fell instantly quiet.

But immediately afterward, the noise exploded like a boiling pot of oil.

"Holy shit!!!"

"Is this the power of the Wolfpack? Unanimous exile, simply too cool! My Sister Chuxia has made a magnificent exit!"

"Too ruthless, the Wolfpack is too ruthless! How can they coordinate so perfectly? These good guys might as well just surrender right now!"

The spectators' blood was boiling, and the commentators were shouting at the top of their lungs.

In the Surrender Team's lounge, Huang Manmiao's beautiful eyes rippled with light. Seeing this result, she smiled. It was a calm smile, yet utterly stunning.

Just the next moment...

"Hahahaha, cacklingly sinister! I knew Xiao Wang and the others would win!"

Meanwhile, back in the arena, the players still seated at the table harbored vastly different thoughts.

"Unanimously eliminated??? Could Player 10 actually be a good guy, and the wolves just seized the momentum to push her out?"

"No, no, dammit, this is a unanimous exile! Player 10 voted for herself too! She wanted to get eliminated!"

What kind of card would want to get eliminated?

An iron wolf!

She was terrified that her wolf teammate would be voted out, so she cast a vote on herself. She could only be a minor wolf! She was definitely not the Evil Merchant!

A sense of despair rose in the hearts of all the good players. But at this moment, they were powerless to do anything. They could only watch helplessly as Player 10 delivered her final words, sit back and wait for night to fall, let the werewolves farm points off them, and miserably hand over their cards when morning came!

[Player 10, please deliver your last words.]

"ฅ(̳••̫•̳ฅ) Hehehe, I'm a wolf~"

Chuxia's very first sentence nearly caused Cheng Xiao to cough up a mouthful of old blood.