Chapter 116 - 114.

Chapter 116: 114. "Werewolf Clue"You are the Guard, right?" Su Ming’an said, "Before number eight, Andre, died, you said you were the Guard. I don’t think I misheard that."

"I, I am the Guard..." Lin Jiang lowered her head, her voice shrinking, "I really am the Guard..."

"Hmm, I believe you." Su Ming’an placed his hand on her shoulder, "Tonight, guard player number four, Lv Shu, there shouldn’t be any problem, right?"

"Hmm... Hmm..."

"If tomorrow morning I wake up and find that player number four is dead, I’ll make sure you die with him. Do you understand?"

"Under, understood..." Lin Jiang nodded, trembling like a sieve.

The comments started to sympathize:

"Alright, let’s go." Having threatened Lin Jiang, the villainous Su Ming’an dragged Lv Shu away from there.

Now was free exploration time; he needed to make a trip to the town’s ancestral hall—an apt place for finding clues about this world.

He had already noticed something special about the town—it looked like a Westernized town but was decorated with Dragon Country-style redwood and temple halls, the signs resembling ancestral tablets. Eastern and Western cultures eerily merged together, making it look somewhat inappropriate, not like a real town, but more like a space specifically designed for their trials.

He headed toward the central temple hall when he suddenly saw a ghost-like figure of the mayor, appearing and vanishing out of nowhere, at the corner of the street.

"Dear traveler number one." The mayor, leaning on a dragon head cane, smiled at him, "You haven’t visited my home yet. I remember... I still have to tell you about the story of this town..."

"Can he listen too?" Su Ming’an pointed at Lv Shu.

"... It’s better if he doesn’t, dear traveler." The mayor shook his head, "It’s only because of our fate that I am willing to speak these secrets to you..."

"I’m leaving." Lv Shu said, "If I find any clues, I’ll come to your room and leave a message."

"Sure, if there’s a chance, I’ll tell you who I’m checking on tonight, remember to mention it at tomorrow’s gathering." Su Ming’an waved his hand at him, then had a clone come over to listen to the story with this Underworld old man.

Su Ming’an himself went on to the temple hall.

The air in the town was unusually fresh, devoid of the constant foul smell present in the Apocalypse instances, even carrying a hint of fruit fragrance. After dodging the overly enthusiastic townfolk, he arrived at a temple hall.

The building in front of him was unexpectedly dilapidated, as if it had not been cleaned for a long time, and there was no one guarding it.

Su Ming’an pushed the door open; hearing the old wooden door creak, spider webs sticking to it were torn apart, floating to the ground like willow catkins.

... And just as he was about to step over the threshold, he heard a particularly loud thunderclap from the sky.

"Boom—!"

In an instant, the sound of drip-dropping rain emerged; he turned back to see the original clear blue sky now dark and brooding, a thick curtain of rain enveloping the quiet building like silent tombstones.

He felt a chill brought by the rain, as if some ominous event was brewing.

The sudden heavy rain seemed strange, but he didn’t leave and instead stepped his right foot inside as well.

The shrine in front of him was dedicated to hundreds of plaques.

A dim red candle burned inside, with some candle wax accumulated beneath.

...It was strange.

The door was covered with cobwebs, and from the outside, the shrine looked like a building that was long-neglected and might collapse at any moment. But once inside, it seemed more intact, even the candle was still lit.

He closed the wooden door behind him, walked in, and observed these plaques.

The plaques bore Westernized names, below which was a line of text:

"They are the builders of Terrily, great beings who willingly sacrificed themselves for the great deity..."

There was something oddly placed behind the plaques, and he reached out to tear it off—a yellowed strip of paper.

"Obtained challenge clue: Werewolf Clue Three"

"(Werewolf Clue Three): He is skilled at disguising, yet what he disguises is his own sincere heart, yearning for the world beyond the solitary well. Nobody knows why he came... Driven to a dead end and making a desperate bet? Or... for a thorough liberation?"

"Note: Challenge clues are player identity clues, each clue corresponds to one player."

"Players can collect clues to deduce the identity information of other players."

"Clue has been logged into the clue column and can be checked at any time."

"Obtained 10 Exploration Points."

...Clues about players?

Su Ming’an looked at the strip of paper. The content seemed to describe a player’s past, but after thinking, he felt it didn’t precisely pinpoint any particular player.

It mentioned "Werewolf Clue," which meant that identifying which player it referred to could confirm that the player was a werewolf...

So, could there also be "Prophet Clues," "Witch Clues," "Hunter Clues"... even "Commoner Clues" that would gradually clarify everyone’s identity outside the game?

...He was quite curious about what would be written on his own strip of paper, and how the world game would define him.

As Su Ming’an pondered, he suddenly heard a light "creak" from behind.

...The sound of the wooden door being opened.

His Mentality Points were very high, so theoretically, if someone approached from behind, he should have heard footsteps.

...But there were none.

It was as if a ghost had drifted in; even after the door opened, he still heard no footsteps that should have touched the ground.

He rolled up the strip of paper and slipped it into the clue column, with a faint ripple of space around him.

"Ah... wait a moment..."

He heard a soft girl’s voice.

Turning around, he saw a girl dressed in a Lolita gown, looking at him somewhat timidly.

...One of the players, Yamada Machiichi.

She also seemed to be

...His tone, as if trying to sell his own daughter, resembled hosting a matchmaking event.

—No.

The cloning became alert.

...Looking at the mayor, it really seemed like he intended to match his daughter with someone.

Moli, pinching the corner of her skirt, first glanced at Edward, her eyes sparkling like little stars, her face flushing like the dawn. After all, few girls could resist a youth with such a noble demeanor, blonde hair, blue eyes, as if a prince stepped out of a painting.

But when she looked at Su Ming’an, her smile appeared more genuine, as though seeing someone who made her feel more at ease.

Her hand gently grazed the table, and then she deliberately sat closer to Su Ming’an, lowering her head again.

"Hmph..." The cloning heard Edward across from him snort, his knuckles cracking, as if he was struggling to stay calm.

But the cloning focused only on the mayor’s room.

He noticed the redwood decor, similar to their room, and a table with red candles and ancestral tablets... Yes, this living room had conspicuously placed ancestral tablets, the inscriptions on them no longer clear, but these two tablets brazenly laid out in front of the dining table, as if watching the guests eat.

"Ding-dong!"

Suddenly, he heard another system notification sound directed only at himself:

...Something’s off.

This was the first time the cloning heard such a favorability increase notification, but, such notification didn’t appear when he met the mayor.

Does this mean that the mayor, always appearing affable, talking as though he was his long-lost son...Mayor Mitchell, had in fact, close to zero emotional fluctuation from the beginning?