Compared to "Werewolf," the rapid rise of "Among Us" and "Goose Goose Duck" lies in their greater unpredictability and stronger entertainment value.
Even experts may not fully control the situation.
Meanwhile, newcomers can still enjoy a decent gaming experience.
Take this moment, for example.
Mu Yawen, who couldn’t lie to save her life, somehow stumbled her way to victory.
Meanwhile, someone as sharp as Zhong Yi suffered three consecutive losses right from the start.
This novel gameplay quickly spread among the cultivators.
The speed was so astonishing that by the evening of the first day, Lu Ze’s system task was already completed.
[Task Complete!]
[Under the host’s guidance, over a hundred righteous cultivators have developed a yearning for the demonic path!]
[Reward obtained: Random Spell]
[Please select a spell category.]
"As I expected," Lu Ze nodded in satisfaction.
Just as he had guessed, making cultivators yearn for the demonic roles in the game, eager to take on the identity of the demonic faction, was enough to fulfill the task.
In this regard, "Goose Goose Duck" and "Among Us" truly were the optimal solutions.
Among the three factions, the demonic side always had the ability to kill and could identify their allies.
They offered the strongest mix of fun and strategic depth, making them the most popular among players.
Unlike the original "Werewolf," where many players felt immense pressure upon receiving the wolf role.
Lu Ze still remembered a struggling novelist from his past life who, after being dealt the wolf role 13 times in a row in online games, rage-quit in frustration…
"Spell category, huh…"
Faced with the overwhelming array of options in his mind, Lu Ze finally settled on the [Illusion] category.
[Congratulations, host! You have obtained a high-tier spell: Fearbound Emotion Array.]
Lu Ze skimmed through the spell’s description.
It could lower a cultivator’s mental defenses within an illusion, guiding them toward a specific emotion—with fear being the most effective.
"Is this pushing me to make horror games?" Lu Ze chuckled inwardly.
The thought of these righteous cultivators—usually unshakable and slaughtering ghosts like weeds—screaming in terror within an illusion amused him greatly.
"Still, now’s not the time."
Lu Ze shook his head, setting the idea aside for now.
Horror games could wait.
The current accumulation rate of demonic energy still wasn’t fast enough to satisfy him.
While "Bed Wars" was fun, relying solely on one competitive online game wasn’t enough to ensnare all the cultivators.
He needed other types of games to draw even more of them into the illusion.
"The most widely appealing games…"
Lu Ze stroked his chin in thought.
Two genres quickly came to mind: FPS and MOBA.
He immediately laid out his next plan—
First, finish the remaining maps and roles for "Demonic Slayer," then move on to developing the next competitive game.
Both FPS and MOBA would require significant adaptation.
Whether they could be successfully localized remained uncertain.
Only continuous testing would tell.
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While Lu Ze busied himself designing new illusions, the player base for "Demonic Slayer" continued to grow.
The players were no longer the clueless novices from the first day, blurting out their roles to everyone. Even the most honest Mu Yawen had picked up some basic deception.
Discussions about "Demonic Slayer" grew increasingly heated.
[Can we just delete the Scout? It’s disgusting!!]
[Scout? Absolute trash!]
[Killing a Scout feels like stepping on crap…]
[Just remove the Dumb Owl already… I’m too scared to vote now.]
[Glutton, glutton, I want to be the Glutton!]
[After playing this illusion too much, I can’t trust anyone in real life.]
[Yesterday, I blurted out “What’s your role?” to my master and got punished with a full day of hard cultivation…]
[Avoid the prodigy from Lingxiao Sect—way too good at lying. Don’t listen to a word he says.]
[Wait, weren’t we supposed to learn how to spot demonic cultivators? Why do we all sound like demonic cultivators now?]
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"Junior Brother Mu, how do you feel now? Has this illusion been helpful?"
"Absolutely! Now, when I recall the words of those demonic cultivators disguised as villagers, they seem like amateurs compared to you, Senior Brother!"
Mu Yawen nodded earnestly.
Zhong Yi’s face reddened slightly, unsure whether she was complimenting or insulting him.
"But by your standards, Junior Brother Lu seems more like the real demonic cultivator, hahaha…"
Mu Yawen giggled, then added absentmindedly,
"Oh right, I think everyone calls him… Lu the Demon."
"Come on, Junior Brother Mu, I’ve sent you an invite."
Zhong Yi entered the illusion world of "Demonic Slayer," and Mu Yawen joined the room shortly after.
"Brother Zhou still can’t make it today?"
Shen Yan of the Tianxuan Sect asked curiously.
He and Zhong Yi had grown close these days, often playing "Demonic Slayer" together.
"Him? He’s playing 'Demonic Slayer' too, just… the real-life version."
Zhou Qiaoling replied.
As a core disciple, Zhou Yue was leading a team to participate in a demonic extermination campaign.
"Ha, when Old Zhou gets back, we’ll have to mess with him properly."
As the host of the room, Zhong Yi quickly adjusted the settings.
"Alright, let’s start!"
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[Your identity is: Demon Path (Hidden Demon)]
Looking at his assigned role, Zhong Yi felt a surge of glee, though his expression remained perfectly neutral.
The unique trait of this class was its invisibility skill.
The downside? While invisible, he couldn’t see the positions of other players—landing a kill was purely a matter of luck.
‘If Old Zhou were here, he’d definitely end up stabbing his own teammates every time…’
Zhong Yi silently mocked in his mind.
It seemed that among the Demon Path, those with slightly overpowered abilities always came with flaws.
Take the [Death Curse Master], for example—guess the wrong class, and you’d be the one to die.
Clearly, these were a bunch of half-baked demonic practitioners.
As soon as the game began, Zhong Yi pulled up the class template for the round.
He had set up a 14-player room with a template of 3 Demon Path, 3 Demon Beasts, and 8 Innocents.
The template displayed 8 revealed classes, while the remaining 6 were hidden.
Four Innocents were shown:
[Constable], [Swordsman], [Scout], and [Undercover].
Two Demon Path classes were revealed:
[Death Curse Master] and [Silent Throat].
And two Demon Beasts:
[Rotting Fiend] and [Malicious Ghost].
"Scouts and Undercover again…"
Zhong Yi scoffed.
The notorious uselessness of the [Scout] was well-known.
The [Undercover], meanwhile, would display a red name identical to their teammates’, throwing off their judgment.
Amid these two walking disasters, there was also the [Malicious Ghost], whose killing range was even wider than the Demon Path’s…
Internal strife and external threats—what a headache.
"Ah well. Dancing on the edge of a blade—that’s the true resolve of the Demon Path…"
Mid-sentence, Zhong Yi suddenly paused.
Huh.
Why was he starting to sound more and more like an actual demonic practitioner…
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!
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e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
