After looking at the identity and then looking at Fule who was paused in front of him, Su Mingan stretched out his hand.

The distance between Foer and him was so close, and his movements were so fast that Foer, who was still reading the rules, didn't react at all.

Under the extremely shocked gazes of the other six players, Su Mingan's hand touched the back of Fore's neck with great precision.

[Those who have the ‘ghost’s’ hand on the back of their neck will be eliminated directly. 】

This is what is written in the copy rules.

Fule was frightened by the cold hand, and his whole body was trembling violently. He stepped back with a pale face, looking at Su Mingan in panic, as if he had seen some savage beast.

"You, are you a ghost??" Foer never expected that before the rules were handed out, someone would start taking action.

Moreover, if a 'ghost' is voted out, he will be eliminated. Even if you are the number one player, you cannot be so blatant...

Su Mingan glanced at the reactions of the other people.

"You haven't been eliminated." Su Mingan glanced at Fule, who was still shaking on the spot: "He's still here."

He glanced at the panel next to him. At this time, the unpublished rules continued:

[‘Ghost’ will have the ability to track all other contestants. Every hour, ‘Ghost’ can use the tracking skill once and continue to know the position of the nearest contestant for ten minutes. This skill is disabled after dark. 】

[The 'ghost' puts his hand on the back of the opponent's neck and needs to silently recite the word 'eliminate' in his mind to successfully eliminate the opponent.]

…

"That's it." Leslie, who had a mole on her face, said: "Such a rule prevents us from gathering together to test one by one."

Otherwise, as long as they don't leave, let everyone touch the back of each other's neck with their hands, and see who touches the other person will be eliminated. There is no need to be suspicious of each other.

"In this case..." The middle-aged man with a dead look on his face raised his eyelids: "Player No. 1, are you a 'ghost'?"

He is Erwin, a player who is relatively low among the top 100 players. He is greedy for money and profits, and advocates high risk and high returns. He was once a transnational human trafficker. He was stabbed in the back because he offended his girlfriend. Before the start of the world game, he

Still serving in prison.

To reach this point, he is not stupid. He quickly thought of many things.

"Or..." He moved his thick lips, and a flash of light flashed in his eyes: "...you are a 'human', and you deliberately made this posture, hoping that we would vote for you later?"

Others heard this and thought it made sense. After all, no matter how powerful the first player was, he was not so arrogant that he would start to expose his identity as a 'ghost' without even reading the rules.

In this game, it is obvious that they cannot escape the voting process. The identity of the 'ghost' must be hidden, otherwise if someone catches their pigtails, they will be eliminated for sure, and it will be useless no matter how strong they are.

"Who knows." Su Mingan smiled and ignored their suspicions. He turned around and walked naturally with the clan leader next to him.

"Clan leader, who are these eight?" Su Mingan looked at the eight ethnic NPCs behind the clan leader.

The patriarch's squinted eyes opened slightly when he saw him, and the smile on his face became more real.

Obviously, Su Ming'an's favorability as a leader also applies here. It seems that the patriarch has at least 20 points of initial favorability towards him.

"These eight are the 'candidates' for this war." The patriarch explained: "If someone among the one hundred leaders originally selected dies unexpectedly before the game begins, these children will fill in the blanks for them.

At the same time, in this kind of festival, they will also serve as contestants to fill the vacancies in your numbers."

Su Mingan understood clearly - these people are substitutes.

"Chief, what kind of oracles do we want to collect?" he asked.

"I don't know either. We, the tribesmen, are just witnesses to your war..." the chief said.

"In this way..." Su Mingan nodded and naturally led the clan leader towards the tribe, leaving the other contestants behind.

"——Wait! Player No. 1! We need to discuss the overall countermeasures first! All 'people' should unite the front. If you act casually, you may be gradually defeated by the 'ghosts'!"

A rich male voice came from behind, it was boxer Yuri Kru. The hot-tempered man calmed down and tried to have a small meeting.

"... Do you recognize me as a 'human' now?" Su Ming'an didn't even look back, and didn't pay attention to them at all: "You guys talk, I will vote when the time comes, don't worry about me, feel free to have any doubts."

He walked away simply, chatting and laughing with the clan leader before disappearing in front of a few people.

"Well, the first player shouldn't be a 'ghost', right? This attitude is too casual..." Yuri Kru's fist tightened, but he was not angry, but turned his head and looked at the remaining six players: "

Let's have a brief discussion first about the actions to be taken later. I think we should work in pairs and supervise each other. In this way, when we wait until the first round of voting to see who is eliminated, we can lock in the 'ghost'...

"

His voice was suddenly interrupted by a burst of laughter.

"Sorry." The woman with curly flaxen hair and rimless glasses smiled slightly and covered her mouth with her hands in a ladylike manner: "I'm sorry."

"Is there anything funny about what I said?" Yurikulu frowned.

"Haha." The flaxen-haired woman's name was Cynthia. She was a legal player with a Western witch profession. After laughing a few times, she turned around and said, "No, it's just that you guys chat, I'll leave first.

Already."

"——You, you want to leave the team too?" Yurikulu frowned even more tightly.

"Sorry, big man, I'm sorry to be with you." Leslie curled her hair with her fingers and walked away with a smile.

"I'm leaving too." Erwin, with a lifeless look on his face, walked away with the skull staff in his hand.

Their followers were also quiet and left with them.

The same is true for Yamada Machichi.

He was still wearing the red Lolita, and he looked quite attractive and cute, unique to a cross-dressing man. After bowing slightly to a few people, he quickly left the gate of the tribe.

As for Lu Shu, after hesitating on the spot for a moment, he chose to quickly follow Su Ming'an in front.

Yurikulu watched several people unanimously choose to abandon the pre-match meeting and leave directly, the brows on his face getting tighter and tighter.

"What are these guys doing?" he muttered.

After all, no matter how he sees it, it is better for everyone to get together and communicate. Even if they are divided into two-person teams, it is better than running away separately. Otherwise, when someone finds the oracle and starts the voting session, everyone will not even be a 'ghost'

There are no clues.

…

"I have never seen this key before." The patriarch looked at the key handed over by Su Mingan and shook his head.

He touched his white goatee: "However, I feel a trace of Lord Baishen's breath in it, maybe it's his legacy. Maybe you can go to the First Tribe and ask."

"Can we also leave the fourth tribe in these three days?" Su Mingan asked.

"Of course." The clan leader said with a smile: "There is no restriction in the rules that you must move within the fourth tribe. In this huge dome, you can go wherever you want, and even participate in other small tribes along the way.

You can do it at any sacrificial venue. Of course, you should not be allowed to hide in a small sacrificial venue to avoid the whole process. I don’t know the situation in this regard, but your freedom should not be restricted."

Su Mingan nodded, this is good news.

Earn four silver stars in three days. During these three days, he can continue to collect clues in the dome, and even participate in some other small dungeons that pass by, which is quite worthwhile.

In the past few days, I would like to find an opportunity to visit the First Tribe. The key in his hand, which was dropped in front of Sibor's room at the beginning of the dungeon, should be useful.

Even if there is only a trace of a trace of the connection with Baishen, it is an extremely precious thing here. When he put away the key, he had already seen the deep longing in the eyes of the patriarch, as if he was looking at a sacred object.

After briefly chatting for a few words, Su Mingan found that the clan leader knew very little information, so he started to drag him to preach without even talking for a few words.

The white-bearded old man began to talk about the various benefits of Baishen. He said that Baishen represented perfection and uniqueness, represented day and light, was the omnipotent and the greatest god, and also fooled him, the summoned adventurer, into hurrying up.

Teach, hurry up and believe in Lord Baishen with them, and enjoy endless happiness...

Su Ming'an really didn't know what to believe in this god who died just to block the curse from the sky. He also didn't understand why these people believed in a god who died in front of them and said that he was "omnipotent", but after all, faith

This kind of thing varies from person to person.

After saying goodbye to the clan leader, he planned to take a walk in the fourth clan first.

The men and women here are all tall and have dark skin, probably due to frequent exposure to the sun.

He stood by a flowing stream, intending to check whether the water source was contaminated by the curse.

"——Su Mingan!"

A familiar voice came from behind.

"Why don't you have a meeting?" Lu Shu rushed over: "If everyone doesn't communicate, the 'people' will be easily divided by the 'ghosts' and defeated. If you leave the team rashly, you might be suspected..."

Su Ming'an held up a hand of water and watched the transparent liquid slipping from his fingers.

The sun shines on his hands through the dark shade of the trees, revealing the slight dust in the water. There seems to be nothing wrong with these water sources.

"The victory condition for 'humans' is to survive for three days, or all 'ghosts' are eliminated. The victory condition for 'ghosts' is to eliminate all 'people' within these three days." Su Mingan said: "So, in

In your opinion, it is correct to distinguish each other's identities, to unite between 'humans' and 'humans', to unite between 'ghosts' and 'ghosts', and to divide the battle situation into two camps, right?"

"..." Lu Shu vaguely felt something was wrong.

"Lu Shu, who do you think is the best person to vote for in the first round of voting?" Su Mingan asked suddenly.

"You." Lu Shu said without hesitation.

"Yes, from the overall situation, it seems that voting for me is the best." Su Mingan said: "If I were a ghost, then everyone would immediately lose a big threat. If I were a human, they would also be able to relax.

, and as a human being, I have received a 100% strength bonus, and they will feel more at ease."

"That's right..." As soon as Lu Shu finished speaking, he was interrupted by Su Ming'an.

"...But is this really the case?" Su Mingan looked at him.
To be continued...