Zhang Ziming quickly opened two cases of beer and placed them on the table. Ye Wan chuckled beside him, "Are you really going to drink all of that?"
"Drink all of it?" Zhang Ziming paused, then pointed at Su Yang and Pan Ning.
"Do you know how much these two can drink? This amount isn’t even enough for them to rinse their mouths."
"That impressive?" Ye Wan smiled skeptically.
"Weren’t you at the last party? Didn’t you notice their drinking skills?"
Ye Wan shook her head. "I wasn’t paying attention."
"Alright, fine. Just watch today—we’ll definitely need to order more. This really isn’t much."
While the two chatted, the others scattered—some heading to the restroom, others grabbing glasses.
A few minutes later, everyone finally gathered around the sofa, ready to start the game.
Zhang Ziming poured drinks for everyone, while Meng Qianyu crouched by the coffee table, scribbling something on an A4 sheet.
Soon, she finished writing ten cards and spread them on the table with a grin. "There are eleven of us, so excluding the moderator, that leaves ten cards."
"We’ll play the simple version: three werewolves and seven villagers per round. The villagers consist of three special roles and four ordinary ones. Both sides must eliminate the other completely to win."
Hearing this, Zhang Ziming frowned. "Wait, don’t the werewolves just need to eliminate one side? Otherwise, three against seven seems too hard for them."
Meng Qianyu thought for a moment, glancing at the confused faces around her. "Fine. The werewolves win if they eliminate either all the special roles or all the ordinary villagers in a round."
Su Yang raised his hand. "What are the special roles for the villagers?"
Meng Qianyu blinked at him. "Su Yang, didn’t you play this all the time?"
"Me? I’ve only played it once in my life—don’t laugh!"
"You made it sound like you were a pro earlier."
Meng Qianyu sighed. "Alright. The special roles are Seer, Hunter, and Witch. Should I explain their abilities?"
Liu Bo nodded eagerly, grinning sheepishly. "Yes, please! I’ve played a few more times than Yang here, but I never really understood it."
After he spoke, Lu Yun and Tang Ziyun also nodded in agreement.
Meng Qianyu smiled. "Okay, quick rundown. The Witch has an antidote and poison. The antidote can save a player killed by werewolves that night, while the poison can kill any player. But the Witch can’t use both in the same night—only one per night. Also, the Witch can’t save herself."
She looked around. "Clear?"
Su Yang gave her a thumbs-up. "Very good."
"Oh? Su Yang, your English pronunciation is pretty sharp."
"Really? I like studying in my free time."
"Maybe you could teach me sometime?"
Su Yang waved modestly. "No way—you grew up abroad. If anything, I should be learning from you."
Before they could continue, Pan Ning rolled her eyes and cut in. "Are you two done derailing the topic?"
Meng Qianyu flushed. "Right, sorry. Su Yang, we’ll chat later?"
Su Yang winked. "Deal!"
"Okay, back to the roles. The Seer can check a player’s alignment—good or evil—each night. The Hunter can shoot any player upon dying normally, but not if poisoned by the Witch."
After summarizing, Meng Qianyu scanned the group. "Got it now?"
Everyone nodded. Liu Bo thumped his chest confidently. "Got it! Give me a werewolf card—I’ll slaughter everyone!"
Meng Wenzhou smacked his arm, laughing. "Cards are drawn randomly. Have you even played before?"
Liu Bo grinned. "Yeah, yeah. Just hyping myself up."
"Alright, everyone draw a card. Keep it hidden!" Meng Qianyu shuffled her homemade cards and spread them on the table.
Seated left to right on the sofa were: Meng Wenzhou, Liu Bo, Su Yang, Pan Ning, Tang Ziyun, Lu Yun, Ye Wan, Shen Yixue, Zhang Ziming, and Ji Bo.
One by one, they drew a card.
Liu Bo peeked at his, barely suppressing a smirk.
Su Yang checked his card expressionlessly—just an ordinary villager.
Once everyone had looked, Meng Qianyu spoke. "All set? Place your cards face-down. Oh, and when I ask questions later, thumbs-up means good, thumbs-down means bad. Clear?"
"Wait, should we toast first?" Liu Bo lifted his glass.
"Sure, I’m kinda thirsty," someone agreed.
They clinked glasses and drank.
Meng Qianyu set hers down, wiping her lips. "Ready?"
"Hold on!" Meng Wenzhou raised his hand.
"What now?"
"Any penalties for the losing team?"
"Penalties?" Meng Qianyu glanced around. "Up to you guys."
Meng Wenzhou eyed the group. "Here’s the deal: losers drink half a bottle each, then treat everyone to late-night snacks—none of this hotel junk. I want spicy food, like skewers. Also, the losing team picks two people at random: one carries the other for twenty squats."
Liu Bo’s eyes lit up. "Ohhh!"
Ji Bo grinned. "Great penalty—exercise included. I’m in!"
Shen Yixue added, "If both are girls, fewer squats?"
Meng Wenzhou nodded. "Ten for two girls, twenty for mixed or two guys. Any objections?"
Seeing none, he turned to Meng Qianyu. "Start the game."
She smiled. "Game on. Night falls—close your eyes."
Ten pairs of eyelids shut in unison.
"Keep them closed! No peeking," Zhang Ziming warned.
"Relax, who’d cheat at a game?" Ji Bo retorted, eyes squeezed shut.
Once silence fell, Meng Qianyu intoned, "Werewolves, open your eyes."
Three players cracked their eyes open, stealthily scanning for allies.
Meng Qianyu smiled faintly, confirmed the identities of the three players, and continued, "Werewolves, please choose your target to kill. Only one victim is allowed."
The three werewolves exchanged glances before finally settling on a target.
"Alright, werewolves, close your eyes. Witch, please open your eyes. Last night, the victim was..."
"Would you like to use the antidote? Would you like to use the poison?"
"Very well, witch, close your eyes. Seer, please open your eyes. Whose identity would you like to verify?"
After a two-second pause, Meng Qianyu gave a thumbs-up gesture and said, "This person's identity is..."
"Seer, close your eyes."
"Hunter, open your eyes. Hunter, close your eyes."
"Alright, daybreak."
As Meng Qianyu's words faded, everyone pretended to casually open their eyes and looked at her.
"Last night was a peaceful night."
to panic—he has a system. As long as an investment target dies, he can claim a reward. And since he is immortal, the one thing he has plenty of is time. ... Countless years later. “Immortal Emperor of Longevity? I invested in him.” “Supreme Celestial Venerable? I invested in him.” “Undying Empress? I invested in her.” “...” “Heh. Once they’ve all died, even the Heavenly Dao will have to kneel and call me Dad.”
ver to a world of cultivation and returned invincible. Modern medicine is child's play compared to elixirs; technological might crumbles before true cultivation. My name is Qin Ning, Earth's sole cultivator!
nd fell into a coma while saving his younger sister from an out-of-control car. He became a vegetable. No one knew that his consciousness had crossed into a world of cultivation. Over the course of sixty years, he began as the lowest kind of mine slave, struggling to survive amid mountains of corpses and seas of blood. By sheer chance, he eventually obtained the complete memories of a fallen Immortal King. Alchemy, medicine, formations, feng shui, physiognomy, artifact forging… Every great inheritance of the cultivation world was now his. But when he opened his eyes again, he discovered that ten full years had passed in the modern world. To pay for his treatment, his father had sold the family’s shop and house, leaving himself covered in lasting injuries and illness. His mother had cared for him day and night, and more than half of her hair had already turned white. His younger sister, who had been only fifteen back then, was now twenty-five. To help repay the family’s debts, she had been forced to lower her head and put on a smiling face in places of glittering lights and endless revelry. Only then did Chen Xuan understand that what he had lost was not merely ten years. He had lost the life his entire family was meant to have. The good news was that he had brought back the memories of an Immortal King’s entire lifetime. The bad news was that his soul had returned alone—his cultivation had not come with him. Spiritual energy was scarce, resources were depleted, and the modern world still had firearms, surveillance, capital, and laws. If he wanted to protect his family, break free from everyone’s control, and become truly invincible beneath the heavens, he would have to start all over again.
his freshman year, Su Bai accidentally bound the "Indulgence Tycoon System." 【Sleeping in? Reward: +$1,000】 【Spent $288 at a street barbecue stall? Cashback: +$2,880】 【Dropped $14,396 on in-game skins? Special reward unlocked: A brand-new Porsche Panamera!】 Luxury cars, penthouses, corporate shares, financial empires… College life was all about living freely and doing whatever he pleased! … When the adorably naive academic genius faced family medical bills and financial struggles, Su Bai waved his hand dismissively: "Your future is on me." "Wuwu~ Big Brother is so good to me! I’ll become a scientist to repay you!" When the genius girl got bullied by a shady professor? Su Bai casually dropped a billion-dollar investment, forcing the university to grovel and beg for her return. A company’s funding chain collapsing? Su Bai smirked—cash was the one thing he’d never run out of. Years later, when people traced the rise of the AI prodigy beauty, who was the man behind her success? Not just that—Su Bai also became the tsundere campus belle’s unattainable dream, the contrast senior’s daily necessity, and the beautiful counselor’s emotional anchor…
