The ratio of demons to good players was two to seven.
In this round, they needed to eliminate at least two good players, and Lu Ze had to snipe another one during the meeting to have even the slightest chance of victory.
But the problem was—there was too little information.
The previous round had ended in less than two minutes.
And the good players were tight-lipped.
The good news was, Lu Ze and his demon teammate, Player 6, had spawned near each other.
"Junior Brother Guo... I'm not mistaken, am I?"
Lu Ze lowered his voice, imitating Shen Yan's tone.
He had recognized Shen Yan the moment [Taotie] spoke.
If he couldn’t mimic others' in-game roles, he’d mimic their real-life identities instead.
"S-Senior Brother Shen!? You’re not..."
Player 6—Guo Yunwen—was startled, confirming Lu Ze had guessed right.
"That was probably Old Lin... Though, it’s also possible someone else is impersonating me. Like Brother Lu."
Lu Ze shook his head unhurriedly.
"Oh? If that old demon Lu actually died on the first day, that’d be fantastic. Heh heh heh..."
"..."
"Senior Brother Shen, what should we do now?"
"We’re already too far behind in rounds... This time, you and I must kill at least two good players to have any hope of winning."
"It’s too crowded now—it’ll be hard to act..."
"If we don’t act now, we’ll lose for sure. Even if we’re caught, it’s fine. Try to trick others into revealing their roles. I can use [Curse Kill] to catch up."
"Got it!"
Guo Yunwen didn’t doubt Lu Ze’s plan.
The two split up, each looking for an opportunity.
Lu Ze, however, wasn’t in a hurry to strike.
Guo Yunwen was the aggressive type—he wasn’t.
His cover as a good player had to last until the decisive moment.
He blended back into the crowd.
By now, the good players’ guard wasn’t as high as in the first round. Some had begun carelessly leaking information.
For example, Player 3 was armed—likely the [Constable].
Player 5 mentioned seeing Player 6 chasing Player 4 near a corner.
Lu Ze knew that spot well—there was a suit of armor there.
Guo Yunwen was his teammate. If he was chasing Player 4, it had to be when no one else was around.
If Player 5 wasn’t lying...
Then Player 4 had to be the [Artisan], a role that could hide inside armor.
"Someone’s dead! Someone’s dead!"
A shout drew everyone toward the factory.
Seeing Guo Yunwen surrounded by the crowd, Lu Ze’s heart sank.
He’d been caught red-handed...
If a meeting was called now, even if Lu Ze succeeded in [Curse Killing] one, they’d still be too far behind.
They needed to kill one more...
No—two more good players!
Luckily, the good players had surrounded Guo Yunwen but weren’t rushing to call a vote.
Lu Ze suspected the real reason was that they couldn’t find the body.
Guo Yunwen’s role was [Ghoul]—he could devour a corpse.
If the sole witness had run back to call for help, Guo Yunwen had plenty of time to eat the body unnoticed.
"Player 6, what’s your role? Talk!"
"Where’s the body? Didn’t you say someone died?"
"Player 6 ate it!"
...
Guo Yunwen was a veteran of The Demon’s Game.
Faced with accusations, he quickly spun a defense.
"I said I was an armed good player, and Player 4 just ran. I thought he was suspicious, so I killed him... As for the body, there’s a [Ghoul] this round—they must’ve eaten it to frame me."
Naturally, no one bought it.
They pressed Guo Yunwen to reveal his role, but he stayed silent.
Lu Ze knew he was stalling for his kill cooldown.
"Player 3, you’re armed, right? Kill him! He’s definitely not good!"
"He’s trying to run—kill him now!"
"All armed players, go!"
...
Player 3 hesitated, then gave chase.
Lu Ze positioned himself carefully, keeping Player 3 between himself and Guo Yunwen.
He needed a chance to strike "justifiably" to turn the tide.
Then—a twist.
Player 3, the [Constable], seemed afraid of a mutual kill and hesitated.
Guo Yunwen seized the opening and stabbed him dead.
‘This is it!’
Lu Ze’s eyes lit up.
A bold plan formed in his mind.
He stepped forward and activated his kill skill—
"Accidentally" slashing Player 13, who had been pressing close to him.
"Ah, damn it!"
Lu Ze "panicked," then quickly rang the meeting bell over the corpse.
As everyone gathered, Lu Ze sighed and explained earnestly:
"I saw Player 6 kill Player 3, so I knew he wasn’t good... My blade lit up, and I tried to kill him, but Player 13 suddenly got in the way..."
When he said "blade lit up," his gaze swept the crowd.
Player 8’s subtle reaction gave him the answer.
"Wait!"
Player 8 frowned.
"You said... your blade lit up? What does that mean?"
Lu Ze’s lips curled faintly.
‘Found you.’
[Avenger] was a known role this round—their skill allowed them to briefly gain a kill opportunity if someone nearby was murdered.
Only one person would react to "blade lit up"—the real [Avenger]!
Lu Ze feigned guilt and continued:
"Right when he killed someone, my skill activated. Yeah, I’m the [Avenger]."
As he spoke, he silently activated [Curse Kill].
Target: Player 8.
Role—
[Avenger]!
Thud!
Player 8 collapsed, impaled through the chest.
Before anyone could react, Lu Ze suddenly laughed in relief:
"Hah! You fell for it... I’m the [Knight]!"
[Knight]?
Even if the role existed this round, the only possible [Knight] was the unlucky Player 13, who’d just died trying to help.
So...
This lie was flawless.
"I knew the [Death Curse Master] was still alive, so I pretended to be the [Avenger]... and Player 8 took the bait! Close call."
Lu Ze patted his chest, smiling.
"This round, we vote out Player 6. Good players should win now."
No one objected.
His story, paired with Player 8’s sudden death, was too convincing.
Too perfect.
As he was voted out, Guo Yunwen delivered one last performance—
Despair, fear, struggle...
Then elimination.
The moment his soul ascended, Guo Yunwen burst into laughter.
"Hahaha!"
"Holy shit, Senior Brother Shen is insane..."
"How did he turn this disaster into a win in seconds?"
"I knew he was good, but this good? Damn..."
Guo Yunwen was in the middle of speaking when he suddenly realized...
Shen Yan's soul had long since drifted into the air, staring at him with an exasperated expression.
"Senior Brother Shen???"
"Why are you here??"
"Then..."
"Who is he???"
ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!
e, Immortal Body, Transmigration, System, Progression Fantasy, Academy Setting, Third-Person Perspective. Alternate Title: Transmigrating into a High Martial World and Reading Live Comments. Bad news: I transmigrated. This is a terrifying high-martial world, and my original, pathetically weak body fell into a coma and never woke up. Good news: I got a Popularity Points system upon arrival. I can see live comments and even create an unkillable alternate identity. Starting out, the alternate identity has all stats at 1. The system tells me that to grow stronger, I must participate in the plot, gain popularity points to allocate stats and grow stronger, and ultimately awaken my original body. And so, carrying my original body on my back, I officially entered Huaqing Academy, where the story's protagonist resides. From that moment on, Chen Guan kicked the original plot to pieces. Live Comments: [Doesn't anyone find this mysterious coffin guy creepy? He can summon indescribable grey misty hands.] [Is this guy a hero or a villain? What kind of onion became a spirit?] [By the way, does anyone know who's in the coffin? Shouldn't the debt for saving his life be repaid by now?] [According to unofficial histories, the person in the coffin was Chen Guan's first love. Their love was once passionate and earth-shattering, but they were separated by life and death due to worldly circumstances. What a star-crossed pair.] ... Years later, the world knew of a demon god born from a coffin, shrouded in grey mist, impossible to gaze upon directly. His foremost divine emissary often wielded a scythe, reaping lives like the god of death. As war approached, facing former friends and a boundless sea of enemies, Chen Guan merely raised his scythe. "Would you like to dance as well?"
ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!
orn and Humiliation】【Forced Love】 In his past life, Lin Ran was betrayed and murdered by his girlfriend and family, while the yandere female aristocrat, who had treated him as a mere plaything, avenged him by doing in his enemies. Upon seeing the yandere female aristocrat lying in the same coffin, ready to die with him, Lin Ran realized how profoundly mistaken he had been. Reborn, he abandoned the fickle campus beauty and wholeheartedly embraced the yandere female aristocrat's arms. "Ran! If I dig out your eyes and turn them into a specimen, you'll only be able to look at me!" Lin Ran: "Darling, kiss me!" "Ran! If I break your legs, you won't run away anymore, right?" Lin Ran: "Love, hold me tight!" "Ran! If..." Lin Ran: "Hush now! Love me more!" Luo Yao: ... Seeing his scumbag dad: "Take him out!" Seeing his stepmother: "Get rid of her!" Seeing his brother: "Eliminate him!" Seeing his white moonlight: "Send that to Southeast Asia!"
