Chapter 216: Red Ticket vs. White Ticket~

Thunder roared, shaking the castle slightly.

The dim candlelight imprinted mottled yellow light on the walls as the Black Tower finished announcing the rules of the game, and the seventeen players stood around the perimeter of the long table, no one saying a word. After a long time, a white woman spoke, "There are only twelve chairs, but there are seventeen of us."

Not bad, there are seventeen little dolls in the center of the table, and the Black Tower says that there are sixteen players and a Black Tower monster in the castle. Yet there are only twelve chairs.

Andre said, "There are names on the chairs, and the Black Tower has organized us into groups."

Everyone immediately came to heel and looked at the chair.

Under the dim candlelight, on the backs of these antique chairs, distorted names were carved with sharp instruments. Everyone's name was in English, and the Black Tower was very humane in helping players hide their identities. Tang Mo looked around, and when he saw the name on the last chair, his eyes narrowed.

The only black female sneered, "Is there any need to use English names, they're going to be exposed anyway | what people know each other."

Among the twelve chairs, there were four chairs with more than one name engraved on them. Three chairs were engraved with two names, and one chair had three names engraved on it in English--

Fu Wenduo, Tang Mo ...... and Bai Ruoyao.

The doll-faced youth blinked in surprise, "Wow, Tangtang, Major Fu, I'm actually grouped with you guys oh."

Tang Mo's heart sank, and he looked at the chairs next to him. On it was written "Mu Huixue, Andre", and there were two other chairs, belonging to two foreign men and a foreign man and woman.

Obviously, the Black Tower revealed the information that "each of these nine people knew each other" to all the players.

In fact, it is very good to understand, in this game there are a total of seventeen players, the seventh rule of the game: "The last minute of each daytime, all people can travel the right to vote, to vote for an object that is considered a monster. The object being voted on will be restricted, and all powers and props are unavailable."

Assuming seventeen players, each with an equal vote, then Tang Mo, Mu Huixue and others know each other. Once they teamed up, they directly voted out the other players with a majority vote, which was unfair to the other players. That's why the Black Tower took the measure of teaming them up directly and forcibly reducing their votes.

The other players stared at the owners of these four chairs with measuring eyes, these nine people looked calm, completely without the embarrassment and nervousness of having their relationship dismantled.

Boom!

Another ear-splitting loud thunder struck, and at this moment, all the candles in the old castle also shook. As the candles shook, Tang Mo scanned the surroundings vigilantly, when suddenly, an eerie sound of gears turning rang out. Everyone gripped their weapons and looked towards the sound.

Only in the center of the long table, among the seventeen little dolls, one little doll clicked forward on the table as if someone had broken the gears. All the players stared coldly at this little puppet as it wobbled and slid while saying in a weirdly ethereal voice, "Stephanslav looked at me and drew his dagger."

As the voice fell, the little puppet stopped abruptly and aimed at a blonde foreigner. The foreigner's face changed and he withdrew the dagger in his hand into his sleeve.

Another clicking sound suddenly sounded in the room and the crowd looked up and behind the little puppet. Only to see the second little puppet rocking and marching forward, clicking and stopping in front of the black woman, "Lena Chocoru looks at me and gets angry and tries to kill me."

At this point, can the player not understand what's happening?

Puppet after puppet wiggled and moved in front of each player, calling out each player's name. Trying to disguise their own names, or swap names with their teammates was impossible, and with seventeen puppets, the name of each person was spoken, and the nationality of some of them was almost revealed.

However, just because you have the same nationality doesn't mean you know each other. Tang Mo is surprised to see a little puppet run up to a foreign woman and shout "Xia Li" at her.

Is this a Chinese player?

The foreign woman with short blonde hair whose name had been called out coldly swept Tang Mo's men in silence.

Once all the puppets were in place, they paused in unison for a second and then sang a nursery rhyme in unison.

"Seventeen puppets, caught in the flood. Washed away by the water, couldn't save them. Sixteen left."

"Sixteen little puppets, all defending each other. Burned to black charcoal in the fire, fifteen remain."

......

"A little puppet, seven days to be scared to death. No one asked to be scared to death, not one left."

"La la la la, la la la la ......"

"Shh, Noah's coming! Noah's coming!"

"Noah ate the little puppets and the puppets are dead."

The treacherous song came to an abrupt halt as the little puppet in front of Tang Mo suddenly spoke, "There were only twelve guests at Noah's dinner table."

Fu Wenduo's little puppet said, "There is a white ticket in front of the chair, sit in the chair and write your name."

The puppet practicing Yu Zheng said, "Each guest can vote once, not more."

The old foreigner's puppet said, "Twelve chairs, twelve tickets, and no one is allowed more."

"The results of the vote are to be kept secret from everyone."

"Huh, there's a red ticket, what's that."

The crowd immediately looked at the table, and when the little puppet finished saying these words in turn, twelve white tickets floated onto the table, and soon, twelve more red ones appeared.

Andre's little puppet said, "I know, I know. That's Rob Six, that's Rob Six."

"White votes are endless, red votes are only once."

"Only one ticket per person, only one ticket."

"White votes every day, red votes once. What do you think, who's the bad monster?"

Suddenly, the eleventh puppet's voice became shrill: "Write him, write him! Write him and you win, write him and you win!"

"What if I make a mistake? What if I make a mistake?"

The thirteenth puppet gave a strange laugh.

The fourteenth puppet said in an innocent voice, "You can't grab a six if you write it wrong, you can't grab a six, you don't have a clue."

The fifteenth puppet ran twice around the red and white tickets.

Sixteenth Puppet: "Write his name and note your teammate."

The seventeenth puppet sang excitedly, "Grab six, grab six!"

The final sound of robbing a six, like fingernails scratching on glass, was sharp and piercing, causing the player to cringe. After saying this, the puppets all stopped and stopped talking. Like neatly organized soldiers, they twisted around in unison, clicked and ran back to the center of the long table, then stood upright and turned around together, staring at each player with eerie wooden eyes.

On the other side, only a buzzing sound was heard, and the huge clock on the wall of the castle rumbled and shook. Its second hand raced at six times the speed of a normal second hand, and it went one minute in ten seconds.

Bright sunlight was coming through the window, and Andre was standing right next to it as he looked out and turned back, "There's no sun, but it's obviously daytime."

The seventeen men looked at each other in turn, and it was not clear who pulled out the chair first and sat down. Soon, one by one, the players sat in their chairs. The players who were assigned the same chair chose one person to sit on it.

Andre let Mu Huixue sit on it, and Bai Ruoyao looked at the chair and smiled. At that moment, Tang Mo faintly said, "You sit."

Bai Ruoyao's body lurched and turned his head, "Tangtang, did I hear you right, you're asking me to sit?"

Tang Mo nodded, "You sit."

The player who sits in this chair obviously has the active vote. Bai Ruoyao didn't even think about snatching this right from Tang Mo and Fu Wenduo. In addition to exposing the fact that the players know each other, the game also leads to something else: only one player in the same chair has the right to vote.

No matter how well the players discussed before the vote, the only person who can vote is the one sitting in the chair. For example, Tang Mo, Fu Wenduo, and Bai Ruoyao agreed to vote for Mu Huixue. Bai Ruoyao promised well beforehand, but in the end, he went back on his word and voted for Tang Mo, so Tang Mo and Fu Wenduo couldn't stop them.

Originally I thought it was not my turn, but now I've actually taken the initiative to come to my door. Bai Ruoyao suddenly became rebellious: "No, Tangtang, how embarrassing for me to sit, you sit."

Fu Wenduo lowered his eyes, "Sit or not."

Bai Ruoyao: "......"

Considering his chances of winning a single fight with these two, Bai Ruoyao shrugged and sat down with a smile.

It's good not to sit on it, anyway.

After Bai Ruoyao took his seat, all twelve chairs were occupied.

A middle-aged man glanced at everyone and whispered, "The Black Tower said that the monster is very good at disguises, so I think that even if we ask a lot of things, such as things that only humans know about, the monster will definitely be able to tell us."

No one contradicted him.

The middle-aged man said, "Now then, I would like to say one thing first. Of the seventeen players currently here, almost all of them have had their names globally notified by the Black Tower in the past half a year. Who you guys are, I know. Who I am, in fact, you all know as well."

A mocking laugh rang out, "Of course I know, your Russian sector was forced to attack the tower."

The middle-aged man's face sank as he slapped his palm onto the table. The long table trembled violently, and a deep handprint was branded into the tabletop. The white male who was taunting him was not nervous at all, looking at the handprint, he laughed, "Brute force? That's why it's so slow to pass the fifth floor?"

"Well, don't argue. I don't think we're all trying to work together at all."

The crowd turned their heads to look at the black female, only to see her sitting on a chair, coldly saying, "No need to talk nonsense, this is only the first day and night. Trying to catch that monster at this point in time is obviously unrealistic. With Raider Six Mode around, it's impossible for us to work together. It's also unrealistic for everyone to form a team and raid the sixth floor together, since no one knows where the monster is. Then there is one thing that I hope everyone can do."

Tang Mo: "What is it?"

The black woman glanced at Tang Mo, "What everyone says during the day, make sure you say it at this table, for all to hear."

Some of the players wrinkled their brows in displeasure, while the majority of the players instead wore an expression of entitlement.

Bai Ruoyao laughed imploringly, "The monster is definitely in these seventeen people, it's hard to catch it, but we can't let the others catch it first. At night we all have to go into the room and can't come out. During the day, as long as all seventeen are acting together, at least everyone's words and actions are transparent and there's no private finding of clues? Wow, how unconfident is this about your own strength, hehehe, thinking that as long as you're separated, others will definitely be able to find clues that you can't?"

The black female narrowed her eyes, "What do you mean?"

Bai Ruoyao was ready to provoke again, but Fu Wenduo pressed down on the back of his chair, "We agree with this proposal."

Bai Ruoyao skimmed his lips and stopped talking.

"I agree."

"I agree."

Fifteen of the seventeen players agreed.

There were two others who disagreed, and the black female asked, "Disagree because one of you two, is a Black Tower Monster?"

The two men glared at the black woman, taunted her with a "garbage" and then said, "Agreed."

Two hours passed quickly, during which everyone gathered around the long table, observing the players around them. For the first day, everyone spoke very little, never revealing any secrets. In this silent gaze, they kept the others' information in the back of their minds and waited until the two hours of daylight had passed and only the last minute remained.

"Dingdong! It's time to vote on Day 1, so please write down the name of the player you want to vote for on the white ballot."

The old white man opened his mouth for the first time, "I propose that everyone write their own names. There's no point in writing someone else's name when no one can find the monster on the first day."

Hearing this, the rest of the players looked at the old man, revealing looks of deep thought. The old man had a bashful look on his face as he lowered his head and wrote down a name. It was as if he had actually written his own name, and then he placed the white ticket upside down on the table.

All of them started writing their names together.

Tang Mo looks down, and Bai Ruoyao justifiably writes a name on a blank piece of paper--

"Qiao Zhi Ansonyi."

That's the name of the old white guy.

After writing their names, the crowd pulled out their chairs and headed back to the second floor.

Tang Mo and Fu Wenduo walked at the end of the crowd, and when all seventeen people had walked up the stairs, Tang Mo looked back at the long table. The twelve white tickets were all placed upside down on the table, and the seventeen puppets stood quietly in the center of the table in the candlelight. Tang Mo suddenly saw one of the puppets gently move, his heart tightened, and then he took a closer look.

There was no movement.

Darkness fell and each of the twelve groups of players went into their rooms.

Tang Mo, Fu Wenduo and Bai Ruoyao entered the room with their names on it, which had three beds.

On the back of the door to the room is written, "Please find your bed."

Tang Mo walks over to his bed, which reads, "Please lie down, pull up the covers, and sleep quietly." He turned his head and exchanged glances with Fu Wenduo, and they both nodded gently.

Bai Ruoyao's exaggerated voice rang out as he complained, "How come there are three beds, shouldn't we be sleeping together."

Saying so, Bai Ruoyao's body very honestly followed the black tower's request and obediently climbed into bed, pulling up the quilt.

After Tang Mo entered the quilt, he realized that he had not been forced to fall asleep by the Black Tower. However, when they entered the room, there was a dead silence outside the room, and with the three of them's current hearing, they couldn't hear a single sound, as if the sound was cut off by something.

Tang Mo : "The Black Tower says that three random players can leave the room every night, and that it is impossible to find out when they leave the room, even if they are in the same room." Tang Mo did not doubt the Black Tower's rules of the game, and he even guessed that the Black Tower would not allow players in the same room to interact with players who had the qualification to go out. He said, "So tonight, out of the three of us, perhaps someone has the qualification to leave the room."

Just because you are eligible, doesn't mean you have to leave. But ......

"It's the only chance to be alone with other players." Fu Wenduo said.

Bai Ruoyao gave a cheeky grin, "It could also be a chance to be alone with the monster oh."

Tang Mo : "If any of the three of us qualify to go out, tell the other two during the day and we'll work out a plan together."

Tang Mo and Fu Wenduo were teammates, so of course they wouldn't hide anything from each other. He said this to Bai Ruoyao.

Bai Ruoyao smiled as if he hadn't heard, "Let me sing you a song. It's been a long time since I've tried sleeping in the same room as someone else, and I didn't realize that I was actually sleeping with Tangtang and Major Fu, I'm so lucky. Eh, Tangtang, what do you like to listen to?"

Tang Mo ignored him.

Bai Ruoyao added, "Major Fu, what do you like to hear."

Both of them ignored him, Bai Ruoyao was not discouraged and said to himself, "Then I will sing."

An off-key, hard-hitting tune suddenly blared through the room.

Tang Mo turned his head expressionlessly and looked in Fu Wenduo's direction. Fu Wenduo also looked at him quietly.

In the room, Bai Ruoyao's ear-piercing voice echoed continuously, Tang Mo and Fu Wenduo looked at each other. After a long time, Tang Mo's calm voice rang out, "Okay, no need to sing, we're sure it's you, not a monster." With such an unpleasant voice and attitude, who else could it be but Bai Ruoyao.

Bai Ruoyao's song came to an abrupt end, and a moment later, he said in aggravation, "Tangtang, so that's how much you miss me?" Saying that, seemingly feeling unconvinced, the doll-faced youth sang a second song, "I obviously sincerely sang lullabies for you."

Tang Mo gave a laugh.

At this point, Tang Mo has identified three people.

Him, Bai Ruoyao and Fu Wenduo.

All three are not monsters in disguise.

There were some things he didn't need to say, the moment he saw Fu Wenduo he knew that this man was Victor, and not a monster by any means. He believed that Fu Wenduo was the same.

Two hours passed quickly and the night was sleepless.

Sunlight poured in through the window, and the three of them pulled back the covers and got out of bed as quickly as they could. The moment Tang Mo pulls the door open, Mu Huixue and Andre walk right past his room, their faces slightly altered and in a hurry.

Tang Mo's heart sank and he walked out the door as well. As he walked, he asked, "What's wrong."

Mu Huixue stopped her footsteps and looked towards him and Fu Wenduo, and also looked at Bai Ruoyao who was walking slowly at the end.She was about to open her mouth to explain, but her mouth only opened and then closed. She raised her hand and pointed straight ahead. Tang Mo followed the direction of her finger, and the moment her eyes touched the other party, they froze violently.

Only at the stairs at the corner of the second floor corridor, a black female lay against the stair railing, eyes wide open and staring dead ahead.

Her clothes were soaked through, as if she had drowned, her skin pale, and there was some white mushy foam in her mouth and nose. Beneath her, the light-colored wooden floor was stained a dark color by the water. The old white man who lived in the room closest to the stairs was the first to discover the body, he crouched down, examined the body and turned his head to look at the remaining fifteen players.

Beneath his pale hair, the old man said with a calm demeanor, "Dead, drowned."