After I died, they cried in the live studio

As the first round of discussion ended and the voting session began, the atmosphere on the scene was so tense that it seemed like water could be squeezed out of it. Everyone frowned, weighing in their hearts who to vote for this crucial vote. Everyone's eyes wandered back and forth between each other, trying to catch a flaw from each other's expressions. In the end, a civilian player was "executed" for getting the most votes. However, this was not a werewolf hunting at night, but a misjudgment by everyone during the day.

"How could it be him?" Yi Shuqi's face was full of surprise, her eyes wide open, and there was a hint of regret in her voice. She said anxiously, "Did we really vote for the wrong person? He looks so sincere, I always thought he was on the good side." As she spoke, a look of self-blame appeared on her face, and her hands unconsciously tugged at the corners of her clothes.

Ah Hao also frowned, with a very conflicted expression on his face. He scratched his head and muttered, "This is troublesome. We voted for the wrong person in the first round. The rest of the game will be difficult to play. It seems we have to analyze more carefully and not be misled so easily again." There was a hint of worry in his eyes, and he kept pacing in the hall, as if thinking about how to deal with it next.

Sang Shuwan looked at everyone with a serious expression. She frowned slightly and said in a steady tone: "Don't panic, it's normal to make mistakes in the first round of voting. This game is full of variables and uncertainties. Next, we must listen to everyone's speeches more carefully and find the werewolf's flaws from the details." Her eyes were firm and sharp, scanning everyone present, as if she wanted to see through their minds.

Night fell again, and the eerie castle seemed to be shrouded in a thicker darkness, which made people shudder. The cold wind whistled and slapped the windows, making a "bang bang" sound, as if countless evil eyes were peering in the darkness. The werewolf camp gathered again in the darkness, and Sang Jiuyue's face was extremely ugly, even darker than the bottom of a pot. She gritted her teeth tightly and lowered her voice, with an undisguised anger in her tone: "I was almost exposed today, all because of that idiot, his speech was full of loopholes! He sold himself out with just a few words, he is just a pig teammate!" As she spoke, she glared at the werewolf companion who performed poorly.

Another werewolf hurried forward, with a flattering smile on his face, trying to comfort her: "Don't be angry, Ji Yue, this was just an accident. We just need to be careful next time, we will still have a chance to make it back later." His voice trembled slightly, and he was obviously frightened by Sang Ji Yue's anger.

Sang Jiuyue took a deep breath and tried to calm herself down. She closed her eyes and tried to calm her anger. After a while, she slowly opened her eyes, and a fierce look flashed in her eyes: "We must not do this again tomorrow. We must find a way to mislead them. We must be more tacit and not make such low-level mistakes again." She clenched her fists, as if swearing to herself.

The next day, when the morning light came through the dusty windows of the castle and into the hall, everyone sat together again and started a new day of discussion. The atmosphere in the hall was still solemn, and everyone's face was a little tired and vigilant.

Sang Shuwan spoke first. She sat up straight and analyzed everyone's speech yesterday in a clear and logical manner: "When we were discussing yesterday, I noticed that some people's words were evasive and there were loopholes in their logic. For example, when mentioning a certain key time point, their statements were inconsistent. Sometimes they said they were resting in the room at that time, and sometimes they said they met someone in the corridor. This is obviously not in line with common sense." Her eyes swept over the remaining werewolf camp intentionally or unintentionally, trying to find some clues from their reactions.

Jiang Cimu also added: "I agree with Sang Shuwan's opinion, and I have observed that when certain topics are brought up, some people react too excitedly, as if they are deliberately hiding something. Normal people will not be so emotional when discussing games, unless they have something to hide." He pushed his glasses, and his eyes revealed a wise light.

Nancy crossed her arms, nodded slightly, and said sharply, "That's right, we can't be fooled by superficial phenomena anymore. We must find the real werewolf today. When everyone speaks, pay attention to the words and tone of others, maybe you can find a flaw." Her voice was firm and powerful, which gave everyone some confidence.

Under everyone's analysis, another werewolf player gradually revealed his true colors. He began to stutter and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead. Facing everyone's doubts, he could not give a reasonable explanation. He began to avoid looking at others, and kept rubbing his hands under the table, appearing very nervous.

"Look at him now, there must be something wrong with him!" Ah Hao pointed at the werewolf player and said loudly, "He was pretending to be so convincing before, but now he has finally revealed his true colors!"

As the discussion deepened, more and more people began to doubt him. Everyone spoke one after another, and the doubts about him became louder and louder. In the end, during the voting, this werewolf player was successfully "voted out" because he had the most votes.

Sang Jiuyue sat aside, seemingly calm, but her clenched fists revealed her inner anger. Her nails dug deep into her palms, leaving shallow marks. She thought to herself, "Don't be too proud of yourself, guys! The game isn't over yet, I'll make you pay the price!" Her eyes were filled with resentment and resentment, staring at her werewolf companion who was voted out, as if blaming him for his incompetence.

As the day came to an end, everyone dragged their tired bodies back to their rooms to rest. In this seemingly peaceful night, the castle was still undercurrent, and no one knew what would happen tomorrow. Everyone knew that this werewolf game was far from over, and more intense competition was still to come.

After a night, the hall of the castle was still filled with an old and strange atmosphere. The sun shone through the stained and cracked colored glass windows with difficulty, casting mottled light and shadows on the ground, like an abstract painting. The ancient portraits hanging on the wall looked even more eerie in this hazy light, and the eyes of the characters in the paintings seemed to be always spying on every move in the hall.

Everyone sat around the heavy long table again, exhausted and alert after a sleepless night. The wood grain on the surface of the long table was like a distorted face, silently telling the secrets of the past. The candlestick on the table still had wax stains from last night's burning, but it seemed particularly quiet at this moment, as if it was also waiting for a new round of storms.

As the director's iconic "Close your eyes before it gets dark" command sounded, the hall instantly fell into silence. In the darkness, everyone held their breath, and the sound of their heartbeats became more and more audible in the silence.

In the werewolf camp, Sang Jiuyue's eyes flashed with a fierce light, and she pointed at Sang Shuwan without hesitation. In her mind, Sang Shuwan has always been the biggest threat. Only by getting rid of her can the werewolf camp take the initiative.

At this time, Sang Shuwan, as a witch, seemed to feel the malice from the darkness. When the director told her softly that she was the one chosen by the werewolf tonight, her heart tightened slightly, but she soon calmed down. After hesitating for a moment, she decided to use the antidote to save herself. In this dangerous game, only by saving her own life can a witch play her role better.

At the same time, the prophet Jiang Cimu slowly opened his eyes in the darkness. He had always been worried about Sang Shuwan's safety, and Sang Jiuyue's various behaviors also made him feel suspicious. After careful consideration, he decided to check Sang Jiuyue's identity. When the director revealed Sang Jiuyue's werewolf identity to him through gestures, his heart sank, but his face remained calm, silently hiding this important information in his heart.

"It's dawn." The director's voice broke the silence of the night.

Everyone slowly opened their eyes and looked at each other, trying to find a flaw in each other's expressions. Sang Shuwan knew that she was the only one who knew about the thrill of last night. She observed the people around her calmly, thinking about how to guide the situation.

Jiang Cimu cleared his throat and spoke first: "As a prophet, I checked the identity of a person last night. This person poses a great threat to our good camp." His eyes fell firmly on Sang Jiuyue, "Sang Jiuyue, you are the werewolf."

The whole audience was shocked when these words came out. Sang Jiuyue's face instantly turned extremely ugly, but she quickly regained her composure and refuted with a sneer: "Jiang Cimu, don't slander me! You said I was a werewolf, what evidence do you have? Maybe you are the werewolf who wants to mislead everyone and deliberately frame me."

Sang Shuwan continued Jiang Cimu's words and said, "Jiang Cimu is the only prophet in the whole venue. He is not the only one who can make up his mind. His identity is trustworthy. And I have been observing Sang Jiuyue for a long time. Her words and deeds are very suspicious. During the discussion yesterday, some of her words were inconsistent. It was obvious that she was hiding something."

Nancy crossed her arms and nodded slightly in agreement: "I believe Jiang Cimu, and Sang Jiuyue, your reaction just now was too intense. Under normal circumstances, you would not behave like this when being suspected."

Ah Hao also followed suit: "Yes, yes, I also think there is something wrong with Sang Jiuyue. I thought she was weird before."

Although Yi Shuqi was a little nervous, she mustered up the courage to say, "Since the prophet has said so, we can't let this person who might be a werewolf go."

Amid the doubts of the crowd, Sang Jiuyue's defense seemed increasingly weak. Although she tried her best to refute, most people had already chosen to believe Jiang Cimu.

Finally, during the voting session, everyone voted for Sang Jiuyue. When the director announced that Sang Jiuyue was "voted out", Sang Jiuyue's eyes were full of anger and unwillingness. She glared at Jiang Cimu and Sang Shuwan fiercely, then stood up and strode away from her seat.

With Sang Jiuyue's departure, the atmosphere in the hall eased a little. But Sang Shuwan's heart was still tense. As a witch, she still held a bottle of poison in her hand, but she was still hesitating about who to use it on. In this game full of variables, every decision is related to the direction of the game and the fate of everyone.

As Sang Jiuyue was voted out, the tense atmosphere in the hall did not ease as everyone expected. The candlelight on the wall flickered in the darkness, sometimes bright and sometimes dim, stretching and distorting everyone's figures, projecting them on the mottled wall covered with traces of time, like an absurd and weird ukiyo-e, silently telling the cruelty and unknown behind this game, and faintly foreshadowing that everything is still in a precarious situation and full of crises.

Sang Shuwan paced aimlessly in the hall, still thinking about the voting session that had just ended and the next countermeasures. Inadvertently, she caught a glimpse of two figures huddled together in the corner of the hall, talking in a low voice. Her heart suddenly tightened, and her professional sensitivity and concentration on the game made her alert instantly. She pretended to be nonchalant and approached them, with extremely light steps, taking every step carefully, for fear of disturbing the two people.

As the distance shortened, she could vaguely hear some vague voices. Although the voices were deliberately suppressed, one of them made her prick up her ears instantly - it was Sang Jiuyue's voice! Although the words were intermittent and it was difficult to hear the whole picture, she keenly realized that the communication between the two people was not ordinary. The identity of the other person was most likely a member of the werewolf camp. This discovery made Sang Shuwan's heartbeat suddenly speed up. She realized that this might be a key clue to turn the situation around.

Night fell again, and darkness was like a surging tide, quickly engulfing the entire castle with overwhelming force. A cold breath filled the air, making people shudder. Under the cover of darkness, the werewolf camp gathered again to discuss tonight's actions.

Due to Sang Jiuyue's previous strong personal hatred for Sang Shuwan, their initial target was still locked on Sang Shuwan. However, after a fierce debate and weighing, they finally changed their strategy. They knew that as a witch, Sang Shuwan might still have the key props that could change the situation of the battle. If they acted rashly against her, it would be very likely that they would lose more than they gain.

So, they set their sights on Yi Shuqi. In the eyes of the werewolves, Yi Shuqi was too cautious in his speeches during the day, and was always evasive in his words, as if he was deliberately hiding something. This abnormal behavior made the werewolves firmly believe that Yi Shuqi was very likely a clergyman. Once this potential threat was eliminated in the early stage of the game, the werewolf camp would be able to take the initiative in the subsequent games. After a brief eye contact, the werewolf camp reached a consensus, and they stretched out their "fangs" and locked their target on Yi Shuqi. In the darkness, a silent killing quietly unfolded.

At this time, Sang Shuwan was concentrating on recalling the suspicious scene she saw in the corner during the day. Every detail and every expression reappeared in her mind again and again. The more she thought about it, the more suspicious the two people's behavior seemed to her, and she gradually made a decision in her heart.

When the director told her about tonight's situation in a low and mysterious voice, she took out the poison without hesitation. In this dangerous game, every second is crucial, and she knows that her decision may change the direction of the entire game. In the dark, she relied on her memory and intuition to accurately throw the poison at the werewolf who was secretly communicating with Sang Jiyue.

"It's dawn." The director's voice sounded faintly in the hall. The voice seemed to carry an unspeakable heaviness, instantly breaking the silence of the night and pulling everyone back to reality from their thoughts.

Everyone slowly opened their eyes, and after scanning the hall, their gazes finally settled on Yi Shuqi. Yi Shuqi was sitting there with a calm expression, but she was already dead - she was "dead".

This news was like a bombshell, instantly causing a stir among the crowd. Everyone's faces instantly became very solemn, and the already tense atmosphere became even more oppressive, as if an invisible pressure was permeating the air. Everyone knew that the situation had reached an extremely critical juncture, and if they were not careful, the good camp might lose everything.

As a prophet, Jiang Cimu knew that he was carrying the hope of the entire good camp. He took a deep breath and slowly stood up, his expression serious and firm, his eyes revealing an unquestionable confidence.

"I checked last night," his voice was low and powerful, echoing in the hall, "Yi Shuqi is a civilian. The current situation is very critical for our good camp, and every decision is related to life and death. But as long as we unite as one and analyze calmly, we will be able to find the remaining werewolves and win this game." His eyes swept across everyone's faces one by one, trying to find a clue from their expressions, while also conveying confidence and strength to everyone.

Sang Shuwan also stood up soon after. She straightened her back and revealed her identity as a witch to everyone in a clear and decisive voice: "I saw some suspicious situations last night, and with my witch's ability, I poisoned a werewolf to death. Although the current situation on the field is extremely serious for our good camp, as long as we don't give up and work together, we will be able to turn the tide." There was a firm light in her eyes, as if announcing to the werewolf camp that the good camp would never give up easily.

At this time, there were only a few civilians left on the field, and there were still two werewolves hiding in the dark. This cruel reality made everyone realize that this would be the critical moment to determine the outcome, and a life-and-death contest was about to begin.

Jiang Cimu activated his prophet's ability again. In the darkness, he closed his eyes and prayed silently in his heart for a key clue. He knew that the result of this inspection would directly affect the direction of the game and might even determine the fate of the entire good camp. When the director informed him of the inspection results in a special way, a complex emotion flashed in his eyes, including surprise, anger, and a sense of relief.

He slowly opened his eyes, looked at everyone with a determined gaze, and said in a decisive tone: "I have found another werewolf, it's him!" He stretched out his finger and pointed steadily at a player.

Everyone's eyes instantly focused on the player who was pointed out, as if attracted by a magnet. For a moment, the hall exploded, and everyone began to discuss fiercely. The player who was pointed out obviously did not expect that he would be exposed so quickly, and a trace of panic flashed across his face, but he quickly calmed down and began to defend himself.

"Don't listen to his nonsense!" His voice was a little hurried and trembling. "How could I be a werewolf? I have always been thinking about the good camp! Jiang Cimu, did you check it wrong? Or you are a werewolf and deliberately framed me!" As he spoke, he tried to find a trace of sympathy and trust in everyone's expressions, but the only responses he got were questioning and scrutinizing eyes.

Under the analysis of Jiang Cimu and Sang Shuwan, his defense seemed so pale and powerless. Jiang Cimu clearly explained his inspection logic and reasoning process, and every detail was analyzed by him in depth; Sang Shuwan combined what he saw and heard during the day and added various suspicious clues, making everyone more and more convinced that the player being identified was a werewolf.

During the voting session, everyone raised their votes slowly with trepidation. Everyone knew that this vote would determine the direction of the game and the fate of themselves and their teammates. When the director announced that the player was "voted out" and that he was the werewolf, a glimmer of hope surged in the hearts of the members of the good camp.

However, the game is not over yet, there is still a werewolf hiding in the dark, like a wild beast lurking in the darkness, ready to launch a fatal attack at any time. In this final contest, both the good camp and the werewolf are on edge, and every decision will determine the final outcome of the game. Will the werewolf successfully kill all the civilians, or will the good camp find the last "wolf"? The answer is about to be revealed, and the tense atmosphere in the castle is getting stronger and stronger, as if it is about to explode.

As Sang Jiuyue was voted out, the tense atmosphere in the hall did not ease as everyone expected. The candlelight on the wall flickered in the darkness, and the light was sometimes bright and sometimes dim, stretching and distorting the figures of the people, projecting them on the mottled wall covered with traces of time, like an absurd and weird ukiyo-e, silently telling the cruelty and unknown behind this game, and faintly foreshadowing that everything is still in a precarious situation and full of crises. Sang Shuwan paced aimlessly in the hall, still thinking about the voting session that had just ended and the next countermeasures. Inadvertently, she caught a glimpse of two figures in the corner of the hall, talking in a low voice. Her heart suddenly tightened, and her professional sensitivity and concentration on the game made her alert instantly. She pretended to approach as if nothing had happened, and her footsteps were very light, and every step was cautious, for fear of disturbing the two people.

As the distance shortened, she could vaguely hear some vague voices. Although the voices were deliberately suppressed, one of them made her prick up her ears instantly - it was Sang Jiuyue's voice! Although the words were intermittent and it was difficult to hear the whole picture, she keenly realized that the communication between the two people was not ordinary. The identity of the other person was most likely a member of the werewolf camp. This discovery made Sang Shuwan's heartbeat suddenly speed up. She realized that this might be a key clue to turn the situation around.

Night fell again, and darkness was like a surging tide, quickly engulfing the entire castle with overwhelming force. A cold breath filled the air, making people shudder. Under the cover of darkness, the werewolf camp gathered again to discuss tonight's actions.

Due to Sang Jiuyue's previous strong personal hatred for Sang Shuwan, their initial target was still locked on Sang Shuwan. However, after a fierce debate and weighing, they finally changed their strategy. They knew that as a witch, Sang Shuwan might still have the key props that could change the situation of the battle. If they acted rashly against her, it would be very likely that they would lose more than they gain.

So, they set their sights on Yi Shuqi. In the eyes of the werewolves, Yi Shuqi was too cautious in his speeches during the day, and was always evasive in his words, as if he was deliberately hiding something. This abnormal behavior made the werewolves firmly believe that Yi Shuqi was very likely a clergyman. Once this potential threat was eliminated in the early stage of the game, the werewolf camp would be able to take the initiative in the subsequent games. After a brief eye contact, the werewolf camp reached a consensus, and they stretched out their "fangs" and locked their target on Yi Shuqi. In the darkness, a silent killing quietly unfolded.

At this time, Sang Shuwan was concentrating on recalling the suspicious scene she saw in the corner during the day. Every detail and every expression reappeared in her mind again and again. The more she thought about it, the more suspicious the two people's behavior seemed to her, and she gradually made a decision in her heart.

When the director told her about tonight's situation in a low and mysterious voice, she took out the poison without hesitation. In this dangerous game, every second is crucial, and she knows that her decision may change the direction of the entire game. In the dark, she relied on her memory and intuition to accurately throw the poison at the werewolf who was secretly communicating with Sang Jiyue.

"It's dawn." The director's voice sounded faintly in the hall. The voice seemed to carry an unspeakable heaviness, instantly breaking the silence of the night and pulling everyone back to reality from their thoughts.

Everyone slowly opened their eyes, and after scanning the hall, their gazes finally settled on Yi Shuqi. Yi Shuqi was sitting there with a calm expression, but she was already dead - she was "dead".

This news was like a bombshell, instantly causing a stir among the crowd. Everyone's faces instantly became very solemn, and the already tense atmosphere became even more oppressive, as if an invisible pressure was permeating the air. Everyone knew that the situation had reached an extremely critical juncture, and if they were not careful, the good camp might lose everything.

As a prophet, Jiang Cimu knew that he was carrying the hope of the entire good camp. He took a deep breath and slowly stood up, his expression serious and firm, his eyes revealing an unquestionable confidence.

"I checked last night," his voice was low and powerful, echoing in the hall, "Yi Shuqi is a civilian. The current situation is very critical for our good camp, and every decision is related to life and death. But as long as we unite as one and analyze calmly, we will be able to find the remaining werewolves and win this game." His eyes swept across everyone's faces one by one, trying to find a clue from their expressions, while also conveying confidence and strength to everyone.

Sang Shuwan also stood up soon after. She straightened her back and revealed her identity as a witch to everyone in a clear and decisive voice: "I saw some suspicious situations last night, and with my witch's ability, I poisoned a werewolf to death. Although the current situation on the field is extremely serious for our good camp, as long as we don't give up and work together, we will be able to turn the tide." There was a firm light in her eyes, as if announcing to the werewolf camp that the good camp would never give up easily.

At this time, there were only a few civilians left on the field, and there were still two werewolves hiding in the dark. This cruel reality made everyone realize that this would be the critical moment to determine the outcome, and a life-and-death contest was about to begin.

The director watched the situation develop from the sidelines, secretly worried. He knew that the ratings of this game were crucial, and the current situation was a bit stalemate, and he was worried that the audience would lose patience. So, he secretly used some means to quietly guide the direction of everyone's discussion, making everyone unconsciously point the finger at another werewolf disguised as a civilian.

Sang Shuwan and Jiang Cimu noticed the abnormality in the direction of the discussion. They knew that at this time, the number of civilians was small and every vote was crucial, so they could not easily make a wrong vote. They did not dare to be careless and tried to stay calm in the heated debate.

Jiang Cimu decided to use his prophet's ability again, knowing that this might be the key to finding the last werewolf and saving the good camp. In the darkness, he closed his eyes and waited attentively for the director's message. After some inspection, he finally confirmed the identity of the last werewolf.

After dawn, Jiang Cimu stood up and was about to announce the inspection results when someone raised questions.

"Could it be that the prophet has been killed by the werewolf, and this person now is the werewolf impersonating him?" A voice sounded in the crowd, and everyone's eyes instantly became hesitant.

Sang Shuwan immediately stood up to testify for Jiang Cimu: "The chance of this happening is very small. Think about it, Jiang Cimu has predicted so many times before, and they were all very accurate. I couldn't save the man who was stabbed on the first night, but since then, Jiang Cimu's predictions have helped us find the werewolf step by step. I believe in him, and this time, if we vote out this last werewolf, we can win!"

Nancy nodded in agreement: "That's right, we have been following the clues of the prophet, which led to the current situation. This time, we have to believe in him too!"

With the support of Sang Shuwan and Nancy, everyone's confidence gradually recovered. Everyone turned their trusting eyes to Jiang Cimu, and finally, in the voting session, everyone worked together to successfully vote out the last werewolf.

When the director announced the victory of the good team, cheers broke out in the hall. After experiencing this thrilling Werewolf game, everyone seemed to have gone through a life-and-death test, and this hard-won victory made everyone's joy even stronger.

Everyone was immersed in the joy of victory, and their emotions could not calm down for a long time. At this time, the director came forward with a satisfied smile on his face, and drew the final period for this wonderful game.

"Dear guests, this Werewolf game is so exciting!" the director said excitedly, "Everyone's performance is very outstanding, showing wisdom, courage and teamwork to the fullest. Through this game, we not only see everyone's reasoning and adaptability, but also feel the power of friendship."

The director's words made everyone nod their heads, and recalling every detail of the game, everyone was filled with emotion.

"We were able to win this game thanks to Jiang Cimu and Sang Shuwan." Ah Hao said with a smile, "Jiang Cimu's predictions were accurate, and Sang Shuwan used her witch skills just right. Without them, we wouldn't have won."

"Yeah, everyone is amazing." Yi Shuqi also said, "Although I was eliminated early, I was very excited to see everyone find the werewolf step by step."

Nancy smiled and looked at everyone: "This game is really unforgettable. After this, our relationship will definitely become stronger."

Sang Shuwan responded to everyone's praise with a smile: "This is everyone's joint achievement. Everyone is working hard for victory, and no one can be missing."

Jiang Cimu also nodded in agreement: "During the game, everyone trusted and cooperated with each other. This is the key to our victory."

Amidst the laughter and joy, the staff began to clean up the venue, and everyone slowly walked out of the castle. The sun shone on them, dispelling the gloom of the night.

"After this recording session, we should all get together more often," Ah Hao suggested.

"Sure, sure. Next time we'll find a nice place to have fun." Nancy responded immediately.

Yi Shuqi also smiled and said: "I'm already looking forward to it."

As they talked, they walked towards the vehicle. Looking back, the mysterious castle no longer looked so gloomy in the sunlight, as if blessing their victory.

This Werewolf game was not only a battle of wits, but also an unforgettable experience that deepened their friendship. In the future, no matter what challenges they encounter, they believe that as long as they unite as one, there will be no difficulties that cannot be overcome.

Everyone was immersed in the joy of victory, and their emotions could not calm down for a long time. At this time, the director walked up quickly with a smile on his face, holding an exquisite folder in his hand. He cleared his throat and said loudly: "Dear guests, this Werewolf game is really wonderful! Everyone's performance is amazing, showing wisdom, courage and teamwork to the fullest. Through this game, we not only see everyone's superb reasoning and adaptability, but also let us feel the powerful force of friendship." As the director spoke, he raised his thumbs, his eyes full of praise.

The director's words made everyone nod their heads, and recalling every detail of the game, everyone was filled with emotion.

"We can win this game thanks to Jiang Cimu and Sang Shuwan." Ah Hao grinned, revealing a mouthful of white teeth, and said with a smile, "Jiang Cimu's predictions were so accurate, it's like he had opened his third eye; Sang Shuwan also used her witch skills just right. Without them, we wouldn't have won this tough battle." As he spoke, Ah Hao stepped forward and patted Jiang Cimu and Sang Shuwan on the shoulders respectively, with admiration on his face evident in words.

"Yeah, everyone is awesome." Yi Shuqi also echoed, her eyes sparkling, "Although I was eliminated early, watching everyone find the werewolf step by step, I was very excited, just like I was still in the game."

Nancy smiled at everyone, her eyes full of warmth: "This game is really unforgettable. After this, our relationship will definitely be even stronger. No matter what game we encounter in the future, we will be able to win it easily!"

Sang Shuwan responded to everyone's praise with a gentle and humble smile: "This is everyone's joint achievement. Everyone is working hard for victory, and no one is indispensable. Without everyone's trust and cooperation, Jiang Cimu and I would not be able to play any role."

Jiang Cimu also nodded in agreement. He pushed up his glasses, his eyes steady and firm: "During the game, everyone trusts and cooperates with each other. This is the key to our victory. This kind of team spirit is more important than any skill."

As everyone was discussing their gaming experiences, the director spoke again: "To celebrate your outstanding performance in the game, I have specially arranged a dinner for you. We have prepared a variety of delicious food and fine wines for you. You can relax and enjoy this wonderful night!"

Hearing the director's words, everyone showed surprise on their faces.

"Wow, that's great! I've been hungry for a long time!" Ah Hao jumped up excitedly, waving his hands in the air, looking like a child who had received candy.

"Really? Thank you so much, director!" Yi Shuqi's eyes were shining with anticipation. She gently pulled Nancy's sleeve, with a happy smile on her face.

Nancy smiled and said to the director: "Director, you are so thoughtful. This dinner will definitely become another unforgettable memory of our trip."

Sang Shuwan and Jiang Cimu also expressed their gratitude to the director. Under the guidance of the staff, everyone came to the banquet hall of the castle.

The banquet hall was brightly lit, and the crystal chandeliers cast brilliant light. The table was filled with exquisite dishes, including tender and juicy steaks, fragrant roast chickens, exquisite seafood platters, and a variety of fresh fruits and delicious desserts. Each dish was carefully placed, making people salivate at the sight.

Everyone took their seats, and Ah Hao couldn't wait to pick up his knife and fork, ready to eat. At this time, the director raised his glass and said, "Come on, let's toast to this wonderful game and everyone's friendship!"

"Cheers!" Everyone shouted in unison, and the glasses clinked together, making a crisp and pleasant sound. Amidst the laughter and joy, everyone began to enjoy this sumptuous dinner. (End of this chapter)