Chapter 190: Escaping the Infinite
[Player 11 has chosen to pass the sheriff badge to Player 12. Player 12 becomes the sheriff.]
Player 1 is a wolf. The good players collectively let out a sigh of relief. With Players 1, 3, and 8 confirmed as wolves, they only need to find the last one to win.
[Sheriff, please decide the speaking order for this round.]
[Player 1, please speak.]
Player 1 spoke with mockery, “So letting me speak first means you’ve already decided I’m a wolf? I’ll say it again, I’m a good guy. From this moment on, I’m siding with Player 8!”
Four words flashed through Mu Lantu’s mind: A dying struggle.
It wasn’t hard to understand. Losing the game meant obliteration. Until the very last second, wolves would never give up.
“Last night, Player 3 and Player 11 both died. Clearly, Player 11 was poisoned, and Player 3 was killed by wolves. The witch listened to Player 8 and poisoned Player 11.”
Player 1 twisted facts shamelessly, claiming Player 11 was poisoned and Player 3 was wolf-killed.
“Player 8 left as the seer. The wolves then immediately killed Player 3, which shows they didn’t find the witch and could only slaughter a villager. Player 3 can’t have been a power role. If he were the idiot, he would’ve revealed; if he were the witch, he would’ve been killed first and couldn’t have poisoned 11; if he were the hunter, how could he not shoot? So I’m saying, Player 3 could only have been a villager.
Why did the wolves pick Player 3 over other villagers? Everyone should remember—Player 3 had firmly stood with Player 8 since the sheriff election. If you don’t, let me remind you: during the badge vote, Player 3 voted for Player 8; after the sheriff round, he still supported Player 8 without hesitation.
Think about it: if both 3 and 8 were wolves, would Player 3 have stood with him so stubbornly? Not even a second’s doubt. The wolves were afraid Player 3 might pull back misguided good players, which is why they killed him. Don’t you think that makes sense?
As for Player 11 being poisoned, I already guessed who did it. I won’t say, so the wolves don’t target the witch. Player 8’s wolf pit was very reasonable, and the good guys should follow it. But today, we must first get rid of Player 9. Otherwise, this tainted silver water will keep stirring up trouble. The good guys must show resolve!
So you’ll believe me, I’ll reveal: I am the hunter. That’s why I dared to side with Player 8! Let’s see who dares call me a wolf. Anyone who does, I’ll take them down with one shot. Done!”
[Player 2, please speak.]
Mu Lantu feigned innocence: “Player 1, why didn’t you claim witch? Oh, that’s right—you couldn’t. Because even you know Player 9 really is silver water. If you were the witch, how could you have no goodwill toward 9 from the sheriff election? Unless your witch could see the future and knew 9 was a wolf. That’s why you could only claim hunter—to lure the real hunter out and help the wolves kill power roles. Hunter, don’t reveal yourself. One confirmed wolf like Player 1 isn’t worth it. Today we vote out Player 5. We’ll keep 1 for last—it’s not too late to remove him later.
Player 5 is the seer’s confirmed wolf, so voting him out is natural. By the way, as the witch, I’ve already spoken with Player 12. Today we remove Player 5. I am the witch, and Player 9 is my silver water. Player 5 attacked my silver water during the sheriff round and stirred things up yesterday. Did he think the witch was dead?
To avoid exposing my identity, I lightly accused Player 9 at the sheriff election. I even pretended to address the witch, saying if the witch was decisive, they could poison Player 8 directly, or if cautious, poison Player 3. That was all a ruse to cover myself.
Player 3 was the one I poisoned. Player 11 was wolf-killed. Any wolf dare counter-claim me as witch? I’d love that—it would mean we’d have found another wolf. Wolves, do you dare kill me tonight? If you do, you’re admitting I’m the witch and that 9 is silver water. If you don’t, you’ll have to slaughter villagers. And as long as the idiot and hunter remain hidden, do you even know which ones are villagers?
Looking forward to your performance. One more time: I’m the witch. We’re voting out Player 5. No matter if he claims idiot or hunter, he’s going out. Done.”
[Player 4, please speak.]
“I believe Player 2 is the witch. I am the hunter. Even though Player 2 said hunters shouldn’t reveal, I’m afraid Player 5 might try to take my role, so I’ll claim now. If he wants to claim, he’ll have to say idiot or villager, but if he claims villager, who will believe him? We’re voting 5. Done.”
[Player 5, please speak.]
Player 5 protested pitifully, “I’m not the idiot, I’m just a villager! Can you not vote me out? Yes, I attacked Player 9 in the sheriff round, but at that time I didn’t know 9 was silver water. He didn’t claim anything, so of course he looked suspicious. I wasn’t the only one who targeted him…”
Mu Lantu lifted his chin proudly. Only I can criticize him. Others are not allowed!
“Yesterday, I didn’t intend to lead the vote either. I pointed out wolf pits of 3, 6, 8, 10. Now 3 and 8 are gone as wolves. That leaves 6 and 10. Didn’t anyone notice? At first, everyone attacked Player 6. Now suddenly, everyone’s dropped him. Doesn’t that seem wrong?
Player 6’s sheriff speech was terrible, but yesterday’s water speech was too perfect. Isn’t that suspicious? I don’t know how you all see Player 6, but I think he’s manipulating people. I’m just a villager, but I want to vote him out. Done.”
[Player 6, please speak.]
Player 6 snapped angrily, “Player 5, such smooth talk! I’ll say it again—I’m a villager! If you don’t trust me, after we kick out Player 5, you can remove me too. How about that? Am I not sincere enough? Vote 5. Done!”
[Player 7, please speak.]
“Everyone must be impatient already. I agree we should vote out 5. Done.”
[Player 9, please speak.]
“Vote out 5. Done.”
[Player 10, please speak.]
“I also agree. Out with 5. Done.”
[Player 12, please speak.]
Player 12 chuckled, “Looks like everyone’s eager. Let’s finish it—vote out 5 with all votes!”
Votes:
2, 4, 6, 7, 9, 10, 12 ? Player 5
1 ? Player 9
5 ? Player 6
[Player 5 eliminated. Please leave final words.]
Player 5 sighed, “Maybe my speeches were inappropriate, but that’s because I rarely play Werewolf, so my logic is weak. But I’m really not a wolf—I was just a villager. I don’t know what else to say. Just hurry and find the last wolf. I don’t want to lose.”
[Night falls. Close your eyes.]
[Wolves, open your eyes. Choose your target.]
Mu Lantu didn’t know if the wolves would kill him. Calmly, he waited until the moderator announced: “Morning. Open your eyes.”
The wolves hadn’t targeted him.
[Player 4 died last night.]
Player 4 hadn’t used a skill. He wasn’t the hunter—he was a villager.
[Sheriff, please decide the speaking order.]
[Player 10, please speak.]
Player 10 said, “Yesterday Player 4 died. That means the wolves are hunting for power roles—they thought he was the hunter. But since he didn’t use any skill, he was a villager who blocked the shot for the real hunter. We still don’t know if Player 5 was truly a wolf. But we can’t let Player 1 stay around any longer. Vote him out today. If we do and there are still wolf kills afterward, then there’s a hidden deep wolf. Fortunately, we’re ahead in numbers. Everyone just skip the mic—vote out 1. Done.”
Everyone skipped quickly until it reached Player 1.
Not skipping wasn’t an option—any hesitation would draw suspicion.
Player 1 sneered, but finally said, “Pass.” No matter how he tried to steer, no one listened. What could he do?
Player 12 said resignedly, “All votes to eliminate Player 1. Done.”
Except for Player 1 voting against Player 9, everyone else voted for Player 1.
The good players’ hearts raced. If the moderator announced “Game Over,” it would mean they’d found the wolves correctly—1, 3, 5, 8.
[Player 1 eliminated. Please leave final words.]
But the game wasn’t over!
Mu Lantu frowned. So Player 5 wasn’t a wolf. There was still a hidden deep wolf.
Player 1 said curtly, “Nothing else to say. Wolves, I’m counting on you. It’s up to you! Done.”
At this stage, more words meant more mistakes. Better to say nothing.
[Night falls. Close your eyes.]
[Wolves, open your eyes. Choose your target.]
[Player 6 died last night.]
Player 6 didn’t use a skill either.
The last wolf had begun slaughtering villagers! Players 4, 5, and 6 were all villagers. If the wolf killed one more, the good guys would lose!
[Sheriff, please decide the speaking order.]
[Player 10, please speak.]
Player 10 said in surprise, “Me again? 4, 5, 6 all turned out villagers. I didn’t expect even Player 6 was good. But it’s too late to worry now—we must find the last wolf fast, or the good guys lose. Should we vote Player 7? I don’t know why, but I’ve never felt comfortable about him. Sheriff, let’s take out Player 7. I’m sure he’s the last wolf! Done.”
Mu Lantu was speechless. Crying thief while being the thief—do they think we’re fools?
But he wasn’t too worried. He trusted Huazhang to counter.
[Player 9, please speak.]
Xu Huazhang said calmly, “The last wolf is Player 10. Vote him out. If you vote me out, that’s fine too—I’m the hunter. I’ll shoot Player 10 on my way out. Sheriff, decide the vote. Done.”
[Player 7, please speak.]
Player 7 smiled, “At this point, I can reveal—I’m the last villager. Vote 10. Or 9, that works too. But if the hunter doesn’t shoot, wouldn’t that be a waste? Sheriff, just make the call. Everyone, don’t split votes. Done.”
[Player 2, please speak.]
Mu Lantu said breezily, “Don’t complicate things. Just vote out 10. End the game early and go home. Done.”
[Player 12, please speak.]
Player 12 laughed, “I’m the idiot. Got lucky and received gold water, never even needed to reveal. Let’s end it—vote out 10 with all votes! Done.”
Votes: 2, 7, 9, 12 ? Player 10
Moderator announced: “Game over. The good guys win!”
The sky dimmed. Player 10 vanished. The “dead” good players reappeared around the round table, and a distant light appeared.
The players looked at each other in confusion. Wasn’t the game supposed to return them to the classroom?
Mu Lantu rushed to Xu Huazhang’s side. Their hands clasped tightly as they sprinted toward the light.
“Everyone, follow us!”
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Translator’s Note:
Damn, this single game dragged on for eight chapters… Clearly, the author was running out of ideas and just padding the pages. To those of you who managed to read through all eight of these painfully translated chapters and actually make sense of the logic—my respect. Honestly, I had no idea what I was even translating half the time!
