Chapter 97

"But here..."

Qixia still wanted to ask something, but the satyr suddenly placed a hand on his shoulder.

He shuddered all over, swallowing the words that were on the tip of his tongue.

The satyr had never touched Qixia before.

What did this hand signify?

Qixia felt the hand apply a slight pressure, as if hinting at something.

He looked up at the satyr but found that the other party was not looking at him.

"Next, I will introduce the game rules," the satyr said, moving away from Qixia. "Now, I want each of you to tell a story about the last thing that happened before you came here. But note that among all the storytellers, one person is lying. When everyone has finished telling their stories..."

The rules were exactly the same as last time.

There was only one "liar" among everyone, and they needed to vote to choose.

This game almost cost the lives of those who had just entered the place.

The satyr handed the white paper in his hand to the nine people present.

Qixia held the paper, and a faint light flashed in his mind.

A sense of unease suddenly arose in his heart.

Right...

At this moment, shouldn't someone ask the satyr, "Can we discuss tactics?"

But why didn't that person speak?

Qixia's pupils suddenly dilated.

Yes, it was him!

He suddenly became quiet and reserved in this experience.

Every time Qixia felt uneasy, it was because this person did not speak when he should have.

The questions he used to ask were not asked this time.

Why did he have no questions?

Qixia knew there was only one answer: this person also had the memory of "last time."

Qixia turned his head

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and looked at the muscular man with a puzzled expression.

Officer Li!

Officer Li had a serious look on his face, tapping his fingers on the table as if he was indifferent to everything.

"Since everyone has no questions, let's start distributing the 'identity cards,'" the satyr said, pulling out a stack of cards from his pocket and walking to each person.

"Let me state in advance that if you draw the 'liar,' you must lie."

Everyone took their cards from the satyr, and their expressions were not good.

During this time, Qixia glanced at Officer Li, either intentionally or unintentionally.

Yes, he had changed.

He didn't even bother to check his identity.

Qixia also held his "identity card" in his palm, deep in thought.

The situation was quite tricky.

If he rashly told everyone that this was the "second time," no one would believe him, and he would instantly become the target of everyone's suspicion.

After all, not everyone in the group of nine was exceptionally intelligent, and if someone led the discussion astray, the likelihood of Qixia being voted out was high.

So this was not the best time to reveal his identity.

To avoid arousing anyone's suspicion, Qixia had to lead everyone through these challenges as he did before.

He looked up at the walls and floor, which were divided into many squares by lines, just like last time.

The game venue and rules had not changed.

"Um... let me say a few words," Doctor Zhao said without asking the satyr.

Everyone turned to look at him with suspicion.

"We are all meeting for the first time, and I don't know who you all are, but I suggest the 'liar' come forward early," Doctor Zhao said seriously. "It's too cruel to cause the remaining eight people to engage in intrigue for the sake of one person."

"Right!" Xiao Ran suddenly chimed in. "If any of you drew the 'liar,' just admit it. Why make so many people play along with you?"

Qixia smiled bitterly and shook his head helplessly.

These two were very different from Officer Li.

They clearly had the "liar" card but were suddenly standing on a moral high ground, trying to convey a false message that they were not the "liar."

After all, in a normal person's mind, the "liar" would not encourage the "liar" to come forward.

In contrast, Officer Li's words from the beginning emphasized unity and honesty.

Qixia thought that no one would pay attention to these two, but to his surprise, Qiao Jiajin, who was not far away, looked hesitant.

He stared at his card for a long time, as if he was making a decision.

Qixia was taken aback, sensing that something was not right.

Yes, Qiao Jiajin was that kind of person.

He was too naive.

He would be swayed by these two.

He didn't know that everyone's card was the "liar," and he only knew that to follow the moral code, he shouldn't drag everyone down, so he might reveal his identity at this moment.

Just as he was about to speak, Qixia quickly interrupted, asking the satyr, "Hey, let's start the stories. Who goes first?"

Qiao Jiajin was startled, and the words on the tip of his tongue were not spoken. He became hesitant again.

Humans are such creatures; if a long-held decision is suddenly interrupted, they need to make the decision again.

"Since no one objects, the game will now begin. You go first," the satyr pointed at Tian Tian.

"Ah? Me?" Tian Tian pouted and slowly began her story. "Okay, okay, I'm Tian Tian, and I'm a... 'technical worker'..."

Tian Tian's story was exactly the same as before, and if Qixia remembered correctly, not a single word was different.

After she finished, Qiao Jiajin naturally raised a question.

He accused Tian Tian of using a fake name, which should be considered a lie, and the two even had a heated argument over it.

Next, everyone took turns telling their stories.

Qixia, having no choice, pretended to listen attentively, even though he had already heard these stories once.

While listening, Qixia glanced at the "identity card" in front of him, which had "Nüwa Game" written on the back.

He suddenly realized that he had not looked at his identity since the beginning, and if someone noticed this, they might point the finger at him.

Thinking about this, Qixia expressionlessly flipped the identity card and glanced at it.

Seeing the words on the card, he was slightly stunned and brought the card closer to himself.

The next second, he felt a shudder run through his body, and he froze.

The card did not say "liar" but instead had a strange message—

"Do not tell anyone that you remember."

"What?"

Qixia read the message several times, then looked up at the satyr, but the satyr ignored him.

"Do not tell anyone that I remember..."

Qixia lowered his head, rubbed his eyes, and the words on the card changed again.

They became "liar."