Strange Rules of the Game: Starting with Playing Little Grey Wolf!

Mei Chuan Kuzi desperately reached out her hand to Su Mu.

Su Mu stood still, even adjusting his little bow tie, still maintaining that adorable smile:

"Goodbye, Uncle. Mom said you shouldn't talk to food for too long, or you'll become stupid."

"Aaaaaahh ...

The screams abruptly stopped.

Su Mu didn't even glance at the figure being dragged into the bushes, and turned to continue walking towards the sheep village.

"Ugh, what an idiot. He can't even do basic environmental observation, and he's trying to hold me hostage?"

Su Mu mentally complained.

At this moment, the huge iron gate of Sheep Village was already in sight.

Behind the door, the sheep wearing gold-rimmed glasses and with a cold gaze stood there, seemingly having been waiting for a long time.

......

The path outside the gate of Yang Village was not a country lane paved with cobblestones, but a muddy road full of thorns and broken bones.

The plants on both sides of the road had a sickly purplish-black color, with only one or two excessively bright flowers blooming occasionally.

The center of the flower has sharp teeth similar to insect mouthparts, and it is constantly dripping thick digestive juice.

Su Mu carried a pink backpack that seemed out of place with its surroundings, and walked slowly with his chubby little legs.

Although he had just "sent off" Mei Chuan Kuko from the Sakura Country, he felt no guilt whatsoever.

After all, in this cannibalistic world, it's either you die or I die.

What's more, that guy actually thought he could lure Wolfsburg's heir with a moldy loaf of bread? That's an insult to his intelligence.

"System, check the current task progress."

As Su Mu walked, he summoned the system panel in his mind.

[Current main mission: Prevent all the chosen ones from completing the game.]

[Current progress: 2/100 eliminated (John from the Lighthouse Country, Meichuan Kuko from the Sakura Country).]

[Evaluation: Although somewhat slow, the method is elegant. Please continue this excellent style of "using someone else to do your dirty work."]

"Only two?"

Su Mu curled his lip. Although last night's attack by the Big Bad Wolf scared away many people, only John was confirmed dead. Mei Chuan Kuzi was the second one just now.

It seems this year's contestants are all pretty good at surviving.

But it doesn't matter, Sheep Village is the real battlefield.

Just as Su Mu was pondering who to visit first when they entered the village, the bushes ahead suddenly moved.

"Who's there? Show yourself!"

Su Mu immediately stopped and alertly pricked up his ears. Although he was now in wolf form, the caution that belonged to humans had not disappeared.

The bushes were pushed aside, and a man covered in mud, looking as if he had just crawled out of a coal pile, emerged.

He was wearing a tattered down jacket with the Russian flag printed on it.

His face was covered in stubble, his eyes were wary and fierce, and he held a steel pipe that he had taken from somewhere.

Ivanov, the chosen one of the Russian Bear Nation.

The unarmed combat champion was clearly not in good shape. His left arm was injured and bleeding, and it was haphazardly bandaged with a dirty strip of cloth.

Ivanov paused for a moment upon seeing Su Mu.

As a survivor of last night's massacre, he had witnessed the terror of Grey Wolf firsthand, and had also caught a glimpse of the little wolf riding on the wolf king's neck from afar.

But now, this little wolf is all alone.

And...it's carrying a backpack?

What kind of weird art style is this?

Ivanov's mind raced. As a member of a nation known for its fighting spirit, his first reaction wasn't to flee, but rather, could he seize this opportunity?

If we could capture this wolf cub, could we use it as a hostage to force the adult wolf to hand over the antidote or food? Or even... force the sheep village to open its gates?

Thinking of this, Ivanov gripped the steel pipe in his hand and slowly approached Su Mu.

"Little one...where's your dad?"

Ivanov's voice was low and hoarse, with a hint of probing.

Su Mu looked at the man who was as strong as a bear and sighed inwardly.

Another one sent to their death.

Why do these people always think I'm an easy target? Is it because I'm too cute?

"Dad went to catch the other uncles."

Su Mu tilted his head and answered in that innocent tone, even blinking, "Uncle, are you hurt? You're bleeding a lot."

A hint of joy flashed in Ivanov's eyes.

The wolf isn't here! An opportunity!

Without further hesitation, he lunged forward, his massive body pressing down on Su Mu like a small mountain, the steel pipe in his hand aimed directly at Su Mu's hind legs.

He didn't intend to kill Su Mu, but he had to disable its mobility first.

"Don't blame me, this is survival!" Ivanov growled.

In the live stream (from the perspective of the Russian bear), countless viewers held their breath.

"Well done, Ivanov! Grab it!"

"If we can control this little wolf, we'll have leverage in negotiations!"

"Don't kill it! It's a key NPC!"

However, just as the steel pipe was about to hit Su Mu...

Su Mu did not dodge.

He simply sighed softly, then pulled out a… red, extravagantly designed remote control from his pink backpack.

That was something Grey Wolf secretly slipped to him before he left home this morning.

[Grey Wolf's backup self-defense device: a portable miniature electric grid.]

"Uncle, since you don't want to talk properly, then... let's dance."

Su Mu pressed the button.

"Sizzle sizzle—!"

Centered on Su Mu, more than a dozen tiny metal probes suddenly shot out from the ground within a five-meter radius.

Immediately afterwards, a blue electric current net formed instantly, completely enveloping Ivanov as he lunged forward.

"Aaaaaahh ...

Screams echoed through the sky once again.

Although this is a children's version of the electric grid, the "children's version" invented by Grey Wolf is for wolf cubs to train their physical fitness, and the voltage is at least 380 volts.

Ivanov trembled violently, his hair stood on end, the steel pipe in his hand fell to the ground, and he convulsed as if he were breakdancing.

Five seconds later, the current stopped automatically.

Ivanov foamed at the mouth, his eyes rolled back, and he fell straight to the ground, his body steaming.

"Sigh, it's really fragile."

Su Mu put away the remote control, walked to Ivanov's side, and stretched out his paw to grope him for a while.

There was nothing of value, except for a compressed biscuit and a crumpled piece of map.

Su Mu unceremoniously stuffed the biscuits into his schoolbag (as snacks), then kicked Ivanov's thigh in disgust.

"You're lucky you're not completely dead."

Su Mu wasn't being soft-hearted; it was just that... this place was too close to the sheep village.

If someone were to commit murder here, the smell of blood might attract indiscriminate attacks from the sheep village's twisted defense system.

Moreover, keeping this half-dead guy here can serve as a warning to those who want to go to the sheep village later, or as bait.

Goodbye, Uncle Dance King.

Su Mu waved his hand, stepped over Ivanov's body, and continued walking forward.

At this moment, the enormous outline of Sheep Village was clearly visible.

The towering black iron fence was entwined with barbed high-voltage power lines. The metal ram's skull atop the gate looked even more sinister and terrifying in the daylight.

Directly in front of the main gate stands a huge electronic display screen, scrolling through red warning signs: