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Chapter 35: Chapter 17: How Difficult is it for Him?_2 Chapter 35: Chapter 17: How Difficult is it for Him?_2 We agreed with the super moderators to play at least three rounds, no matter how uninteresting the game is, we had to grit our teeth and continue.

And then the second round began.

Dasima randomly got the role of the Duck.

A line of tutorial tips popped up.

[Kill, use the vents, sabotage, and other Duck-affiliated actions—your tasks are fake, your tasks are fake]
In beginner mode, there was only one Duck.

If he was the Duck, then the other five streamers were all Geese.

At the start of the game, Dasima spawned in the lab at the top of the map.

The lighting was dim, and the room was filled with all sorts of bottles and lab equipment.

On the left side of the screen, tasks appeared that Dasima was supposed to complete.

For example, reassembling a portrait, dusting off the dust from a picture, polishing armor, and so on.

However, these were all fake, and he could even pretend to be doing tasks to deceive the other Geese.

The moment he spawned, Dasima saw a silly Goose with the ID ‘Cute Xiu’ swaggering past him.

“Hang on, do you have an identity?” Dasima called out to Cute Xiu directly.

“Huh? I am… no, wait, why should I tell you? What if you’re the Duck?” A crisp female voice sounded, confused and baffled.

“Think about it, if I were the Duck, I would have already given you a stab, right? I’m so close to you right now and haven’t made a move, I’m definitely one of the good guys,” Dasima said while glancing at his skill cooldown timer.

Although the Duck had a killing skill, there was a 10-second cooldown at the start of each game.

So Dasima deliberately spoke to drag out the time.

“Alright, then I’ll tentatively trust you for one…”

“Pssh!”

Cute Xiu hadn’t finished her sentence when the skill’s cooldown was over!

Dasima decisively hit the spacebar, blade striking swiftly, taking the Goose’s head off Cute Xiu in one fell swoop!

One of the most entertaining aspects of ‘Goose Duck Kill’ is that players can freely talk as long as they are within view in the game.

But after being killed, their voice comes to an abrupt halt.

Thus, Cute Xiu’s voice was frozen at “I tentatively trust you for one”
This scene instantly piqued the interest of the audience, who had been complaining about boredom just moments before.

“Hahaha, I’m dying of laughter!”

“Cute Xiu, the pure silly Goose.”

“Dead from trust.”

“That’s quite the play! I really want to know what Cute Xiu is thinking right now, hahaha!”

“She’s probably at a loss for words now.”

“Damn, so this is how you play the game? Why didn’t you say so earlier? If I knew, I wouldn’t have cursed you out!”

“True, in the last round, the streamers barely interacted or strategized, it had no watchability, but this round Ma sets things in motion right away, it reminds me of what Ma said at the beginning, that this is a social game of wits and bravery.”

While the comments chatted away, Dasima was already quickly steering his yellow-skin Duck away from the murder scene.

After all, anyone with a bit of logic would realize that a Goose had died there, and since he was the only one nearby, if someone passed by, Dasima’s identity as the Duck would be confirmed without a doubt.

Just as he had left, he ran headlong into another Goose.

The ID above their head was ‘Scholar.’
Seeing that his killing cooldown still had more than ten seconds, Dasima repeated his old trick, speeding towards Scholar to try and stall by talking aimlessly.

“Scholar, what’s your identity? I’m one of the good guys,” he said.

“Wait, wait, wait! What’s your angle? Don’t you come any closer!” Scholar, with a strong Tianjin accent, seeing a yellow-skin Duck/Goose bearing the ID ‘Dio’ charging towards him, panicked and started backing away.

The reason for his wariness was that.

Last round, there had been only one Goose who died.

That’s right, he was that dead Goose.

He had just come face-to-face with someone and hadn’t even had time to check their ID before he was taken out.

So this round Scholar was extra cautious.

“I really am one of the good guys, think about it, if I were the bad guy would I deliberately approach you?” As soon as Dasima spoke, the comments erupted in laughter.

“Here we go! The classic ‘Confused Mind’ segment!”

“Does he want to hear what he’s saying? If bad guys don’t purposely get close to others, are they supposed to commit crimes from a distance? I’m dead!”

“Stall, just stall! There’s only eight seconds left on the cooldown, let the killing begin!”

“Run, Scholar! This guy is definitely bad news!”

The audience, with their god-like perspective, knew more information.

So it gave them a sense of tension by proxy.

Scholar also sensed something was off, but he didn’t stop running.

So the scene turned into Dasima chasing after him, with Scholar running for his life.

It was not until half a minute later that the two engaged in the chase encountered another ID called ‘Detective Conan Group’ and stopped.

“Sister Tuan, save, save me! Dio is about to knife me!” Scholar yelled as he hid behind Little Tuantuan.

“That’s not it, what’s all this? I told you I’m a good guy.” Dasima thought for a moment before adding, “Look, to prove I’m a good guy, how about the three of us stick together as a group?”

“If I ever go to knife Scholar, or knife Tuanzi, then the other person can immediately judge and directly vote me out. You guys would win straight away, alright!”

“Chì chù,” Little Tuantuan imitated Dasima’s tone and nodded.

Hearing this, Scholar also let down his guard.

The three of them tightly banded together into a small group and began looking for the other geese, inseparable.

“Scholar, do you trust me now?” Dasima was still trying to salvage his image.

“I… I can’t say,” replied Scholar, unable to say much.

Tuantuan, playing the peacemaker in the middle, said, “Scholar, believe in my master. My master is definitely a good goose, my master wouldn’t hurt me, right…”

She had not finished speaking.

Suddenly.

Thwack!

A spray of blood splattered!

On the screen, the duck with the ID ‘Dio’ revealed its true form, swiftly knifing Scholar with a single stroke.

The whole incident unfolded right in front of Little Tuantuan!

“What the…” Little Tuantuan was stunned.

Dasima also scratched his head, laughing unclearly and sheepishly, “Oops, pressed the wrong button…”

The comments exploded with laughter.

“Direct murder in front of everyone? 6666!”

“Wondering about the size of Scholar’s psychological shadow.”

“Press the wrong button much, classic Mr. Ma!”

“Mr. Ma’s live streams always have such great showmanship, always end up laughing so hard I get a stomachache, went to the hospital to check and turns out I’m pregnant with Mr. Ma’s child /shy /shy”
“How about that for a wrong press? So slick, you’re getting judged next.”

“Sitting here waiting for Ma to get voted out!”

As expected.

Just after Scholar was killed, because a goose discovered another of its kind dead, it would automatically sound the alarm.

After a banner with shaking bells popped up on the screen.

All the hosts’ screens switched to the speech and voting mode, while the hosts who had been knifed couldn’t speak.

Little Tuantuan couldn’t wait to get on the mic and shout, “Ah, ah, ah! Vote out Dio! Everyone vote out Dio! I just saw him kill Scholar in front of me!”

Just as the comments were gleefully waiting to see Dasima be unanimously carried off.

We see Dasima adjusting the microphone, his face calm as he spoke.

“Everyone, vote out Detective Conan Group. She just killed Scholar right in front of me and is playing the victim.”

With that statement.

Suddenly, the entire live broadcast room fell silent.

Not only had Little Tuantuan’s CPU short-circuited.

But the comments also noticeably paused.

After all, players in the world had not played Werewolf-type games before, and this rapid change in psychological warfare was also the first time it had been brought into the spotlight.

It was too normal not to react immediately.

After a few seconds, everyone finally snapped back to reality, and the comments rolled in like a tide!

“Holy crap?? You can play it like that???”

“That’s insane!!”

“66666!”

“Difficult, isn’t it?”

“Oh dear! He’s figured out the game!”

“To be honest, this game seems kinda fun… Suddenly realizing you can frame others, it just massively increases the playability.”

“Where are the people who were dissing the game just now? Come out and get beat up!”

“Damn! I just searched on WWgame and it seems the author of this game is the same guy who made Iwanna!”

“What, a master? Wasn’t Iwanna just released last week? How long has it been, and he’s made another new game?”

“Seeing Ma pick up the game so quickly, I thought he was incredible, but looking at this designer’s resume, he’s the true ‘difficult, isn’t it’…”

“Guys… I’m going to tell you something even scarier. Before Iwanna, he seems to have made another new game, ‘Origin of Species’!”

“Hiss! Three games in one week? And each one is a fresh new pattern?”

“Dude! We are in the presence of a legend!”