Sitting on the ground, the young man holding the camera in his arms is the image of the deductionist in the current live broadcast room. His narrow phoenix eyes squinted slightly, and the upturned corners of his eyes appeared sharp and calm.

His thin lips curved into a barely noticeable arc, and the mole at the corner of his eye was just right, giving off an image of a villain who disguised himself as gentle and harmless but was actually dark inside.

The live camera did not hesitate and did not miss this moment, giving a close-up of Yu Xing's face.

"The first deductionist, Longzhou, can exclude the possibility of being a cannibal and doesn't seem like a magician, so Longzhou is either a prophet or a nightmare." In his mind, he had already guessed the identity of "Longzhou" to some extent, narrowing the probability down to fifty percent.

Because he had long anticipated... that under the premise of voluntarily exposing himself as someone who might know certain information, someone would definitely come to find him.

Those who were highly vigilant might remain still and not actively seek him out, but among the twenty members of the armed team, as frontline explorers, there was a high possibility that one of them had their identity switched by the deductionist.

He had a clear clue right in front of him, even the most cautious person would consider taking it.

And when the audience saw Yu Xing's expression, they first fell silent, then were shocked, and suddenly their train of thought connected, and they had a sudden realization.

[Did you see Xing's smile? I suddenly got chills.]

[Wait, does he know that the nightmare is the deductionist?!]

[Damn, this smile is so cool. Although I know he doesn't need to smile like that, he's probably doing it for us viewers, but I can't help but want to give him a reward.]

[The smile of a villain.]

[So he had already anticipated... he was so high-profile in his contact with Wu Runhao at the camp before, just to make others come to him!]

That's right, with over a hundred people, whether it was finding a hunting target or avoiding someone who wanted to hunt them, it was too troublesome.

Yu Xing's plan was to use Fang Xiaoyu's identity to attract the attention of other deductionists openly and honestly, pretending to be a clueless person, and thus calmly selecting his targets.

[He's so smart!]

[He won't become a fallen line in the future, I think he has the potential to be a villain.]

[The villain's facial features determine my values. I've decided that if he survives, I'll watch any program he hosts.]

An Nan rewarded "Xing" with 500 points.

[If An Nan becomes a fallen line, I support him in killing the cannibal. Compared to the brutality of the cannibal with weak control, I prefer someone like Xing.]

Qu Xianqing rewarded "Xing" with 1000 points.

There was a reward limit for newcomers' matches, and the highest amount was 1000 points.

[The boss is awesome!]

[...Qu Xianqing? Did I read it wrong? Reward?]

[Qu Xianqing, he can shut up now if he's a fallen line. Otherwise, I'll help you shut him up.]

The annual drama!

Qu Xianqing confronts An Nan!

To be honest, these two were not on the same level. Qu Xianqing was much stronger than An Nan.

Don't be fooled by An Nan's usual arrogance, he wouldn't dare to argue back when facing Qu Xianqing.

But the question was, why was Qu Xianqing so sure that Xing wouldn't be a fallen line?

Just as others were starting to speculate about the relationship between Qu Xianqing and Xing, someone else chimed in.

Zhao Mou rewarded "Xing" with 501 points.

[Zhao Mou, I'm so poor.]

Zhao Mou, from the Zhao Family, who was also an alienation line like Qu Xianqing, was a rising star in recent times.

And the Zhao Family had a characteristic that they were very wealthy, both in reality and in the game, due to their strong intelligence capabilities.

That extra point seemed to be mocking An Nan.

[An Nan, are you tired of living?]

Everyone knew who An Nan was referring to. He couldn't afford to provoke Qu Xianqing, but he could still handle Zhao Mou.

However, neither Qu Xianqing nor Zhao Mou paid any attention to him, and with several other influential celebrity players in the live broadcast room, An Nan, who cared about his face, didn't want to make a big deal out of it, so he closed his mouth.

As for what he was thinking in his mind about how to find Zhao Mou in reality and torture him to death, that's another story.

...

The cannibal's face darkened as he ate alone in his tent.

The identity he randomly obtained was a researcher, which was almost the worst result for him. He didn't want to stay in the camp at all. Only when he entered the jungle could he kill people without being discovered.

However, it was not even halfway through the first day, and as a researcher, he had nothing to study, so naturally, he couldn't create a situation like "the research subject suddenly went berserk and slaughtered many people."

He was going crazy.

Unlike others, he knew about "Xing." It was said that the other party's real name was Yu Xing, and he had killed a promising woman in the organization.

Therefore, one of the cannibal's goals in this deduction was to eat Yu Xing in front of everyone's eyes, complete the task given to him by his superior, and establish his own reputation.

Unfortunately, Xing chose him as the target before he could, so he had to choose someone else. He gladly accepted the recommendations from the barrage for the nightmare—a beautiful woman.

It would be even more enjoyable to torment a beautiful woman, and the flesh would definitely be more delicious.But today, he couldn't even move freely!

Well, he could only wait until tomorrow. Once the test subject was brought back by the armed team, he would have plenty of ways to break free from his identity constraints and find Xing and Nightmare.

Angrily, he threw the leftover dry food in the classroom, chewing it tastelessly.

Suddenly, Ghost felt an unusual gaze.

His abilities leaned towards the Specter side, and his self-perception was very high, so there was no way he could have a sudden illusion at this time.

However, as he looked around, he didn't smell the scent of humans approaching.

"Who's there? I see you," Ghost said cruelly, clearly accustomed to verbally intimidating others.

No one responded to him.

Ghost looked displeased. When he lifted the tent flap to look outside, he put on a calm expression.

There was no one outside the tent, or rather, he couldn't find the source of the gaze just now.

A few logistics personnel were busy working, not knowing what they were busy with. Survival experts in the wild were exchanging experiences. The medical team received news of a researcher's cold and opened a box of medicine with little interest.

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Everything was normal. Ghost retreated back into the tent, beginning to wonder if someone had seen his performance just now.

Then, that feeling of being watched came again.

Ghost became alert. To avoid being discovered, he didn't use his offerings or abilities, but simply checked his surroundings again.

During this time, the feeling of being watched was like a shadow.

Ghost gradually became irritable and simply used the excuse of looking for his temporary "roommate" who had gone to the toilet, and wandered around the camp.

The feeling of being watched finally disappeared.

"Come back, this test is enough. It's not a prophet, nor is it the 'san' I was expecting."

From an angle that Ghost couldn't see, a small paper man wobbled but ran very agilely all the way to the medical tent.

The man in the tent was relatively thin, with a medical box next to him.

The magician raised his hand to pinch the paper man, receiving all the feedback from the paper man into his mind.

"Boring. Could it be that 'san', the prophet, and the untested Nightmare are either staying on the ship or among the first and second groups of the armed team and accompanying personnel?" There was only him in the tent. His temporary roommate was the accompanying doctor who followed the second group of the armed team.

So he spoke softly, for the audience to hear, and for some tips.

"I'll try again tonight... um, I'm not a pervert who peeps at others sleeping~"