Apocalypse: I'm the Landlady of the Refuge

Chapter 68: Chapter 68 I Am a Good Person

Chapter 68: Chapter 68 I Am a Good Person

Everyone glanced at each other and raised their hands to vote.

This round, Fierce Tiger, Black Sheep, and White Rabbit voted for Grey Dog.

Grey Dog and Scorpion voted for Lion.

Green Snake, Bull, and Lion still chose to abstain.

Ji Wanwan was startled again.

Lion actually chose to abstain as well!

Was he truly unafraid of death?

It was understandable for the other two to wait and see; Green Snake was always good at keeping himself safe. Without clarity, not picking sides reduced the target on him. Bull’s role was already crystal clear; him openly giving up made sense. Only Lion, Ji Wanwan couldn’t understand at all.

Because of the three people’s abstentions, Ji Wanwan’s vote became the crucial one.

After Grey Dog saw everyone’s votes, his gaze towards Ji Wanwan was filled with hatred.

Ji Wanwan felt a lump in her throat, never expecting her vote to be decisive.

She felt some guilt towards Grey Dog, but no regret.

She wasn’t sure if Grey Dog was the wolf, but she intuitively felt Lion was a good person and preferred him to stay over Grey Dog.

Wen Yuheng bit his lip and struggled to utter four words, “Grey Dog eliminated…”

“No! I don’t want to die!” Grey Dog slammed the table as he stood up, “Everyone! Resist! Why should we let people… uh… ah…!”

“Bang bang bang!”

The sound of gunfire rang out, and Grey Dog’s words came to an abrupt halt.

Even though Lion was still next to Ji Wanwan, her body was splattered with warm blood.

Her throat tightened, and she felt nauseous.

All the others who thought about moving froze in that instant; their breathing heavy, limbs numb.

The glass below Grey Dog opened, and his glaring corpse fell, eliciting excited roars from the zombies in the arena.

The conference room fell silent, everyone remained silent for a long time.

Phoenix’s cold, ruthless voice, unquestionable and inarguable, appeared again: “God, the game continues.”

At that moment, Ji Wanwan’s heart skipped a beat.

Wen Yuheng’s hoarse voice came, “Night falls… please close your eyes…”

Everyone closed their eyes again.

Wen Yuheng’s clear, crisp voice echoed in everyone’s ears: “Werewolves, please open your eyes…”

“Witch, please open your eyes…”

“Prophet, please open your eyes…”

“…”

Thinking of the blood on her, Ji Wanwan clenched her fists until her knuckles turned slightly white.

Grey Dog was dead, and his death was partly her doing, even pivotal in the outcome.

Guilt, pain, and anger intertwined in her heart.

If she took Wen Yuheng and teleported away now, could this cursed game end?

No, she hadn’t uncovered any truth yet; to give up now, wouldn’t that be too rash?

Having come this far, having seen so many deaths, she shouldn’t think of backing out now.

She wasn’t some peerless saint, but she couldn’t just ignore these massacres of her people.

If possible, she still wanted to do her part to return this world to normal.

The reason was nothing else but her desire to live honestly and carefreely with her family in this world, no longer hiding and living in fear…

Lost in her chaotic thoughts, dawn arrived.

Everyone opened their eyes and heaved a long sigh of relief.

This unknown fear was truly suffocating.

Ji Wanwan subconsciously looked towards Wen Yuheng.

The latter’s compassionate gaze fell on Bull.

Ji Wanwan’s heart sank…

“Last night, Bull was killed, according to the rules, he has no last words.”

Bull lifted his head, his eyes beneath the mask filled with horror.

Perhaps having foreseen his end, Bull didn’t struggle or cry but accepted his fate calmly.

The glass opened, and Bull disappeared from before her eyes.

Ji Wanwan’s chest suddenly ached, and her mind buzzed.

Why?

Why did the Baize Union stage such a grand play to toy with them?

Being all human, do these people’s consciences not hurt when they see people killing each other?

Wen Yuheng looked at Mr. Fierce Tiger, his voice somber, “Mr. Fierce Tiger, please start your statement.”

Mr. Fierce Tiger remained silent for a while, “Pass.”

Pass again?

It was fine to coast through the first round, but why pass again this round? Didn’t he have any thoughts at all?

After Mr. Fierce Tiger, it was Black Sheep’s turn, “I said everything I had to during the first round, now I’m just a villager and can’t provide any clues.”

Scorpion: “Last round, Grey Dog was voted to death. Grey Dog’s identity is unclear, so we can’t rule out that he might have been a good person, nor can we rule out the possibility of Lion being a wolf.

So, I suggest that this round we vote Lion to death!

The reasons are as follows:

From Lion’s performance just now, he knows how to play “Werewolf Killing.” If he is a wolf and also controls the rhythm of the entire game, then we would all be in a passive position.

I am a good person, I don’t want to die, so I will vote for the person who poses the greatest threat to me!

I have finished speaking.”

Next is Green Snake, “I agree with Scorpion’s opinion.”

Lion: “First of all, I am the real Prophet…”

Is it really Lion then?

Ji Wanwan was stunned, her first reaction being relief, her second reaction being doubt.

Lion continued: “In the first round, I checked White Rabbit, and she is a good person.

I checked her because I couldn’t sense any energy aura from her.

In the apocalypse, everything is so chaotic, and here is this delicate girl coming boldly to the Black Market. I was very curious about her, and also wary, so I checked her identity.

In the second round, I checked Scorpion, and he is also a good person.

I checked Scorpion because he firmly stood by Grey Dog in the last round, leading me to suspect he was a wolf like Grey Dog, but he isn’t.”

Scorpion had just been clamoring to vote Lion to death, and now Lion had given himself the golden water.

Scorpion’s face turned red, a sudden, inexplicable guilt and embarrassment rising within him.

Lion looked to Wen Yuheng, “I have finished speaking.”

The latter looked towards Ji Wanwan.

Ji Wanwan twisted her fingertip, “Assuming Lion is the Prophet and Black Sheep is the witch, and both of their statements are true.

Then on the field, Lion, Scorpion, Black Sheep, and I are all good people; the identities of Mr. Fierce Tiger and Green Snake are still unknown.

If the Prophet is really Lion, I suggest Lion check either Mr. Fierce Tiger or Green Snake in the next round to verify an identity.

My statement is complete.”

Wen Yuheng nodded, “Then let’s start the voting.”

Green Snake voted for Lion.

Mr. Fierce Tiger voted for Green Snake.

All other parties abstained.

The field faced another tie, leading to yet another painful debate.

Wen Yuheng looked at Green Snake, who impatiently twirled her hair around her finger, “Whatever White Rabbit says goes, what, Mr. Fierce Tiger, don’t you have a mind of your own?

I’ll say it again! I am a good person! Good person!

If anyone else calls me a wolf, I’ll scratch their face!”

Ji Wanwan: “…”

Although she was speechless at Green Snake’s words, seeing her so infuriated and defensive, Ji Wanwan somewhat felt that Green Snake might really be a good person.

It was Lion’s turn to speak.

His laughter was hearty, “If I’m still alive later, then Green Snake, whose identity is unknown, will be eliminated. At that time, I will listen to White Rabbit’s suggestion and check Mr. Fierce Tiger’s identity.”

Suddenly, Mr. Fierce Tiger looked up at Lion, “Are you really the Prophet? Is everything you said true?”

Lion paused slightly, “Naturally.”

Mr. Fierce Tiger looked at Green Snake, a shadow of darkness and fearlessness flashing through his eyes, “Alright, I understand!”