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    "No." Shen Mu said immediately.

    Is No. 11 a mixed race?  !  Is this considered to be achieved without any effort?  Shen Mu's hands shook at that moment, and he wanted to pat No. 11's forehead immediately.

    Hold down the right hand that you want to extend, don't be impulsive Of these three people, No. 1 and No. 2 have been photographed too much by me. If I take pictures of No. 11 at this time, it will definitely arouse people's suspicion Well, yes  We can't adapt the personal mission (Zhao Xu is not here anyway) to something like 'my personal mission is to touch the forehead of every player I meet' that's too nonsense.

    Others are not fools. If no one pays attention to this kind of behavior, it will be ignored as a daily routine. Once it attracts attention, it is too easy to associate it with the 'mark'.  The first thing that can be related to the 'mark' is the flute player.

    Although no one cares about the flute player now, that's because it's not the round to catch the flute yet.  The piper can mark two players every day, which is not very fast. The piper has no chance of winning for the time being - unless he kills all the people he has marked except himself within one day.  But there have been no incidents of abnormal deaths of a large number of players, and this possibility is only a small probability event after all.

    Now the good guys and the Wolves are facing each other, and the piper can't win for a while - it's impossible for the piper to mark all the players so quickly, and it's impossible for the players marked by the pipe to be on the field all the time, and all the players will be eliminated.  The piper is unmarked.  So the piper is not that important now, no one seems to be looking for the piper, and I don¡¯t show any tricks, and I always think from a civilian perspective when talking to others (I almost put myself in trouble a few times)  (Really a citizen), even if someone wants to catch the flute player or is suspicious, there are no clues.

    But just because you didn¡¯t look for the flute player, it doesn¡¯t mean that you will let him go if the flute really appears.

    Shen Mu was not so naive as to think that if everyone spoke a few words in a "harmonious" manner together, they would really become companions.  The piper is in opposition to both the good guys and the wolves. Once the identity of the piper is clear, in order to prevent long nights and nightmares, the most likely thing is to be killed on the spot.

    Shen Mu's eyes glanced at the ravine not far away.

    ????????????????? Well, isn¡¯t there just a ditch Push the poor little piper into it and directly eliminate a hidden bomb.

    And, is No. 11 really a mixed race?  Shen Mu glanced at Lu Shimo, who was still paying attention to the crack in the mountain. Yesterday, Lu Shimo confidently judged that No. 11 was a werewolf. Among them

    But whether it is yes or no, you will know after trying it.  If the hybrid is really marked, the progress prompt of the personal task at night will change from 50% to 100%, so there is no need to guess.

    Just now, Shen Mu and Yan Mo had been discussing for a long time about the changes on the top of the mountain, but the newcomers Lu Shimo and Gao Ziang didn't know that. Gao Ziang looked at Shen Mu again and didn't know what he was thinking, so he didn't say anything more.  He also followed over to observe the cracks in the mountain, his eyes flickering.  Shen Mu glanced at him twice and did not ask further questions for the time being.

    After a while, seeing that Lu Shimo was always looking at the cracks in the mountain, Gao Ziang said, "The top of the mountain turning like this today must have something to do with the shock in the morning, right?"

    No one answered the call for a moment.

    Gao Ziang was a little dissatisfied: "Although the mountain is cracked, you can't see the flowers when you look at it. Besides, it has nothing to do with us. After all, there are so many men, don't we discuss some important issues?"

    "It's time to discuss something." Lu Shimo withdrew his gaze and said calmly.

    Gao Ziang said: "My identity is mixed race. As I said just now, there is no point in pretending to be mixed race. Besides, no one will compete with me. Is there no doubt about my identity?"

    "Of course," Yan Mo received, "I'm not a mixed race anyway."

    Shen Mu¡¯s eyes swept across Gao Ziang¡¯s forehead: ¡°I¡¯m not a mixed race anyway.¡±

    Gao Ziang¡¯s eyes flashed and he turned to Lu Shimo.

    "Okay," Lu Shimo waved his hand, "I'm not a mixed race. I'm a citizen or above. It doesn't hurt to say it directly. My identity is a civilian. In this case, let's not mention it for the time being."

    "Don't mention it for now?" Gao Ziang sneered, "If I hadn't been lucky, I would have been voted out by a few of you mobs today. This makes me wonder whether you are civilians after all!"

    "It was the common people who voted for you. If we were gods, the people's pit would not be full. Why should we target someone we have never met and who has a different identity from us?" Shen Mu took the topic lightly, "You didn't say anything about you yesterday.  He is of mixed race and refuses to reveal any information. Isn¡¯t it normal to be suspected?¡±

    "Okay, let's not talk about the voting before." Gao Ziang waved his hand magnanimously, and suddenly asked casually, "No. 5 and No. 1, you two know each other."Sure, isn¡¯t there a flute player?  Lu Shimo also responded calmly, "Or are you actually a flute player?"  The mixed race has been taken by number 11. Are you going to join us as a civilian, or simply say you are the piper?  "

    Shen Mu shook his eyelashes and said the words 'the mixed-blood was taken over by No. 11' No. 2 did not believe that No. 11 was a mixed-race. Did he still think that No. 11 was a wolf?

    "A flute player and a commoner? Neither." Yan Mo smiled.

    Shen Mu immediately became alert. He was not going to have a reaction, was he?  !

    Gao Ziang¡¯s right hand clenched unconsciously.

    Lu Shimo continued to stare at Yan Mo.

    "Actually, I am, um, a prophet."

    "Huh?" Shen Mu was stunned.

    "Are you a prophet?" Lu Shimo immediately smiled, "Do you mean that your personal mission is to protect yourself?"

    The scene immediately became quiet. Yan Mo turned his head and took a deep look at Shen Mu.

    Shen Mu: "???"

    Yan Mo sighed: "Actually, it's like this."

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    Apologize to everyone qwq

    This volume has been written for too long, and the real time span is too long, resulting in incoherent thinking and some bugs. In fact, I have fixed some small sentences and typos that do not affect the plot today. There is currently a problem that needs to be specifically informed by qwq

    Mu Mu¡¯s personal mission is to mark the first player and hybrid he meets. You only need to mark him, no protection is required. I will provide you with the progress reminder of Mu Mu¡¯s personal mission, his own mental journey, and the foreshadowing of subsequent plots.  I wrote it according to the setting of 'Only need to mark', but when I was writing the chapter about personal tasks, my hand was lame and I made a mistake. I wrote 'Need both marking and protection'. This is a bug. At present,  It has been corrected. Due to the author's error, it has caused inconvenience to everyone. A red envelope will be sent to everyone in the comment area of ??this chapter to compensate everyone. qwq will be posted on Thursday.

    ps: So when Mu Mu met Zhao Xu, she said her mission was to protect Zhao Xu, but in fact it was Lv him () Of course Mu Mu also helped him, not Quan Lv ()¡ª¡ª

    Thank you to the little angels who voted for me or gave me the nutrient solution~

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    Thank you to the little angel who irrigated [nutrient solution]:

    10 bottles of Tangren, Wenyin, Lingyuqimeng; 9 bottles of Wuxie; 1 bottle of Xiaxiajiu Kindergarten, Sang Fuyun;

    Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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