Chapter 295

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Chapter 295: Werewolf Attack!

"Where are we?"

When everyone woke up again, all they could see was darkness.

Fang Ze climbed up from the plank and looked around. The sky was dark, like the arrival of the Dark Moon.

Looking around, all he could see was dark ocean, like a dead sea.

The water was eerily calm, with no sound around, not even the whisper of the wind.

Zhou Li stood up and looked down from the ship’s side, "Where are we now?"

Charles sat on the plank and took out his wet pipe, "I think, we have entered the Eye of the Death God."

Is this inside the Eye of the Death God?

Everyone looked around and felt confused.

Because there is nothing here.

Ye Qiu slowly opened his eyes and reached out to touch the deck, "This is not our previous ship."

Everyone looked at Ye Qiu at once, "What do you mean?"

Ye Qiu stood up, "Literally, this is not our ship. Where are the others, is anyone injured?"

Upon hearing this, Charles quickly entered the cabin and after a simple check, they confirmed that eleven sailors on the ship were still alive.

Including them, there were exactly twenty people.

"This ship is indeed not ours. Come to the captain’s cabin quickly, there is something here!"

Everyone quickly followed Charles to the captain’s room and saw a skeleton inside.

From the clothes on him, he must have been a pirate during his lifetime.

On the table in front of him, there was a letter placed.

Ye Qiu picked up the letter and his pupils suddenly contracted.

His gaze swept across everyone and then presented the letter to them, "One of us has already died."

"This is a ghost ship, where a mutiny happened thousands of years ago, causing the death of everyone on board."

Fang Ze glanced at the letter, "I know I can’t stop that thing, he’s here, knocking on the door, while I’m writing down everything that happened here in the last moments."

"If someone can see this letter, please do not hesitate, one of you must have already died."

"He has been replaced by a ghost, if you can’t find him, all of you will die here."

Upon hearing this, everyone’s hearts couldn’t help but tremble.

"Is there a ghost among us?"

"Is this… the game of Werewolf?"

"Wait, if one of us dies and is replaced by a ghost, then I don’t think that person can be a player."

"Because we can be resurrected, communicate through special means, and prove our identities in various ways."

"So, this ghost must be among the NPCs."

Zhou Li analyzed this way, but Fang Ze’s next words shocked him to the core.

"No, that ghost could also be among the nine of us."

"Try bringing up the information panel now and see what you can do."

Everyone tried to activate the information panel, but there was only silence.

"Cannot?"

"Why?"

"If we can’t open the information panel, we can’t communicate."

"Without it, we can’t confirm if the ghost is among us. Even if we die by the ghost’s hand, we can’t send information back."

Suddenly, Fang Ze mentioned something even more terrifying.

"Have you considered something?"

"If we can’t access the information panel, how do we exit the game?"

！！！

Upon hearing this, everyone felt a chill down their spine.

"If we can’t log out of the game, how will we eat in the real world?"

"The worst case scenario is that we will starve to death in the real world!"

"Not being able to access the information panel also means we lost communication with the outside world!"

"What if we commit suicide?"

"It’s strange here, can you be sure that we will respawn in Green Velon Continent after committing suicide, or we might not even respawn?"

"And even if we respawn, what if we still can’t log out of the game?"

"Hmm…"

"So the only way now is to use the time difference to find that ghost!"

Fang Ze sat on a chair with his hands crossed in front of his chest. He said, "A person can live for up to seven days without eating or drinking. Plus, our game warehouse can give a quick injection of glucose to help us last a bit longer."

"If we calculate it as game time and combine it with the food we have, in the best-case scenario, we have 60 days."

"But before that, none of us can be trusted, including me."

Ye Qiu took a deep breath and said, "Old Fang is right, but ghosts are definitely not all-knowing. So, let’s make our statements match."

"Let’s start with the eight of us."

Ye Qiu, Fang Ze, Zhou Li, Jiang Chen, Zhang Qingyan, Watermelon, Fly, Du Yuan.

"How should we do this?"

"Say something that exists in reality but not in the game?"

"I think that works. So, who should start?"

"Instead of asking who started it, we should take turns."

Ye Qiu looked directly at Jiang Chen and asked, "Old Morning, who is the best person to you in real life?"

Jiang Chen looked at Ye Qiu and replied, "My Second Uncle."

Jiang Chen then turned to Zhou Li and asked, "Mountain Ghost, what is your purpose in playing games?"

Zhou Li answered, "To repay debts."

Zhou Li then looked at Fang Ze and asked, "Holy Light, who is the person with the most poems in history?"

Fang Ze raised his head, leaving other players puzzled. Is this common knowledge?

Fang Ze answered, "Qianlong."

After that, Fang Ze turned to Du Yuan and asked, "In what year did the Hu Men smoke incident happen?"

Du Yuan suddenly looked confused, "Um… during the Daoguang period!"

Fang Ze frowned, "Can you be more specific about the time?"

Du Yuan scratched his head, "Wait a moment, don’t rush me, let me think… 1839!"

Fang Ze nodded, "It’s Old Du for sure, unless this ghost can even mimic a person’s personality."

Du Yuan relaxed, "You scared me, Old Fang, can you stop being so scary? Um… Old Zhang, you told me before, who is your most admired historical hero?"

Zhang Qingyan calmly replied, "Huo Qubing."

Zhang Qingyan turned to look at Fly, "Fly, you…"

Seeing Zhang Qingyan hesitating, Fly silently raised his head, "Go ahead, don’t worry about it."

Zhang Qingyan took a deep breath, "What is your ex-girlfriend’s name?"

Fly looked up, "Zhao Qing."

"Watermelon, who is the leading actor in the Zombie Priest?"

Watermelon blinked, "Lam Ching-ying…"

Everyone fell silent for a moment, could it be that the ghost was among them?

"Lastly, say something we all know, we must answer together!"

"What is the name of America’s first atomic bomb?"

"Huh?"

"Little boy?"

"Wrong, it’s Fatso."

"No, isn’t this something everyone knows?"

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