Chapter 331 Infection Game [IV] Informer

Quailhead's eyes slowly swept across everyone's face, and he calmly announced, "The second round is over. There are now 3 zombies and 19 humans on the field."

The elk housekeeper slightly clenched her fingers that were folded in front of her belly. Her face remained calm, but there were turbulent waves in her eyes.

The tall parrot girl's pupils suddenly shrank. She turned her head and looked sharply at the raccoon man beside her. Her lips were pursed into a straight line, and her beautiful eyes contained many emotions.

White Tiger Dokujima Kiriko, who was holding a carbonated drink, glanced at the mafia members who were pretending to be calm, sneered, and poured all the drink in the glass into her mouth.

As the host finished speaking, the gamblers watching were in an uproar.

"This round of zombies is not strong enough!"

"Yeah! They didn't infect a single human, what are these zombies doing?!"

“Hehehe…” The short mantis man laughed creepily, “That means the zombie’s identity has been exposed. Now it depends on who among this group has a high score and who has a low score. Hehehe…”

Miss Sika Deer leaned leisurely on the bar, propping her head with her hand. "I think the two original zombies will win in the end. After all, if you don't want to be eliminated, joining the zombie team is the safest choice. I guess in the last round, there may be many people scrambling to interact with the zombies."

"I think zombies are likely to be eliminated."

Everyone looked over in the direction of the sound and saw a man wearing a Siamese cat mask sitting at the bar. The amber liquor in the old-fashioned glass in his hand rippled slightly, and the ice ball made a crisp sound when it collided with the glass wall.

"Mr. Siamese Cat, why do you say that?" Miss Sika Deer looked at the Siamese cat and asked with a smile, "Or... have you already mastered the winning method?"

Bourbon chuckled. "It's not a sure-fire way to win. I just made an assumption. If all the humans who think their scores are low join the zombie team, then at the end of the game, will there be a single winner? For example, only one human is left."

"I was wondering why there is no loser revival match in this round of eliminations! My goodness, this is going to eliminate most people!"

"Anyway, I don't want to come into contact with zombies." Bourbon looked at the host next to the crystal ball with a smile on his face, "Maybe I'll be the winner then."

The woman wearing the armadillo mask stared at the Siamese cat in a trance, with a slight blush on her ears.

The evil puppeteer sitting next to the Siamese cat noticed something strange about the armadillo woman, rolled his eyes, and came up with an idea.

Miss Sika Deer glanced at the armadillo woman beside her, shook her head helplessly, chuckled, and continued to say to the Siamese cat: "What if many people agree with you? How can you guarantee that your score is not the lowest?"

"Of course, I'll find a way to get in touch with more people." Bourbon smiled gently.

The armadillo woman had an obsessed smile on her face, and her fingers were twisted together nervously. Seeing this, Miss Sika Deer rolled her eyes and moved to the side, creating some distance between her and the armadillo woman.

Seeing this, the evil puppeteer was about to tease the Siamese cat, but at this moment, a high-pitched female voice attracted everyone's attention.

"I used the antidote after I came into contact with Miss Black Horse, and the number of zombies did not increase, so I can infer that Miss Black Horse is a zombie." The tall parrot girl pointed at Persephone, who was wearing a white dress, and continued, "It is precisely because you are a zombie that you sold the antidote to Miss Gray Rabbit without any scruples."

The black horse Persephone chuckled, "Ms. Parrot, if you doubt me, you don't have to contact me. Besides, before I contacted you, I also contacted Mr. White Snake. In the first round, I also contacted Ms. Lion next to you, and Ms. Cobra. If I were a zombie, they should all be zombies."

"I think that Miss Cobra is also a zombie." The parrot girl turned her gaze to the Cobra woman who was crossing her arms and looking like she was watching a show.

"Me?" The cobra woman was slightly stunned. She never thought that she would be involved in such a storm. "You don't still think that Mr. White Snake is also a zombie, do you?"

Sakakibara sighed and took out his empty bottle of antidote, "If I were a zombie, I wouldn't drink the antidote. The reason I drank the antidote is because I came into contact with Miss White Tiger."

A dissatisfied voice of doubt came from the crowd: "Is this man stupid? Everyone knows that Baihu must be a zombie, but he still touches it."

After hearing this, Busujima Kiriko, who had been holding out for a chance, completely gave up. She guessed that no one would be willing to contact her in the next rounds. However, as a primitive zombie, she was not worried that she would be eliminated. After all, it was impossible for this group of people to get the same score. She might even be the winner in the end.

The parrot girl crossed her arms, sneered, and questioned: "Perhaps, you drank the antidote to hide your identity as a zombie."

Sakakibara, who was wearing a white snake mask, was amused by the parrot girl's remarks. "If I were a zombie, Ms. White Tiger should be a zombie now. If what you said is true, I am a zombie, and Ms. Dark Horse and Ms. Cobra are also zombies, then there should be 4 zombies on the field, not 3 as the host said."

The parrot girl clenched her back teeth, not knowing how to refute for a moment.

At this time, the Elk Housekeeper said calmly: "It is precisely because you, Mr. White Snake, drank the medicine that it proves that the three people who came into contact with you this round were all zombies."

White Tiger Dudao Tongzi was startled, her eyes suddenly pierced the Elk Housekeeper, the dissatisfaction in her eyes almost overflowed. She moved her lips as if to refute, but in the end she just snorted coldly and turned her head away.

Just as several people were arguing, Scotland saw Mingyue who had just walked into Room 3 and was about to go over. However, Mingyue was surrounded by a group of Brown Bear admirers. Those people surrounded Mingyue and brought her to the Brown Bear.

Brown bear Jeffrey Dahmer, chewing a bloody steak on the soft chair, said incoherently, "Where have you been?"

"Of course, I'm going to contact the people I need to meet in this round." Mingyue said in a relaxed tone.

"They are all here. How can you contact them if you are not here?" Brown bear Jeffrey Dahmer swallowed the steak in his mouth and added, "Don't lie to me!"

Mingyue's lips curled up into a bright smile, "Don't worry, I will make you win. Look, isn't there someone else here?"

Brown bear Jeffrey Dahmer looked around and found that there were indeed a few fewer people, so he picked up the red wine and drank it all.

The cruise ship shook twice, and a few drops of red wine fell on the ground, winding like undried blood, seductive and dangerous.

Several people in black robes gathered together, whispering.

The orange pig woman raised her eyes to look at the black wolf not far away and asked in a low voice: "How about we also announce the drinking of the antidote?"

"Is this okay?" The scalper girl looked hesitant.

The frog leader looked at the orange pig woman and nodded slightly, "I think it's feasible. After isolating the zombies, we can get more points."

"Master, you should also find a way to get in touch with more people. Sister Enoki has more points than you."

"No problem." After saying that, the frog leader looked around, raised the empty antidote bottle in his hand, and announced loudly, "I drank the antidote. In the second round, I came into contact with Mr. Raccoon and Mr. Gray Wolf."

The yellow bull girl pouted and also raised the empty antidote bottle, "I drank the antidote too. The ones I came into contact with were Mr. Siamese Cat and Ms. Elk."

The parrot girl crossed her arms and questioned, "I didn't see you drink the antidote. Who knows if the empty bottle in your hand is from the official game or the rehearsal match?"

There was no change on the Elk Housekeeper's face, but her heart almost jumped out of her throat. She thought to herself, "Oh no! Is what we did too obvious, or is there a traitor among us?"

A bone-chilling chill spread from her tailbone to every part of her limbs. She lowered her eyes slightly and clenched her hands folded on her abdomen.

Will something like that happen again? I won't allow it. The Elk Housekeeper thought to herself, and she closed her eyes. When she opened them again, the hesitation and fear in her eyes had disappeared, and she seemed to have made up her mind.

The people watching were talking a lot.

"Who are the zombies?"

"Anyway, the white tiger must be the original zombie. As for the other two." Miss Sika Deer curled her lips slightly and continued, "I already know who they are."

The evil puppeteer glanced up and down at the deer lady surrounded by bodyguards, rolled his eyes, and asked in a curious manner, "Who is it?"

"From the conclusion, it seems that everyone who came into contact with the zombies in the second round drank the medicine." Bourbon finished the wine in the glass, placed the empty glass on the bar, and his eyes fell on the men in black robes.

The yellow scalper girl put her hands on her hips and said loudly, "You doubt us, but I also doubt you! What do you think the antidote you drank tasted like?"

"Like chili oil!" said the parrot girl confidently, because she had drunk the antidote during the rehearsal, and after hearing the red fox masked man describe the taste of the antidote, she was convinced of the answer she had come up with.

However, the men in black robes looked at the parrot girl with strange expressions.

The parrot girl's heart skipped a beat, and a bad feeling swept over her whole body.

The frog leader looked at the parrot girl and said calmly, "My antidote is bitter."

"It's salty, just like a big spoonful of salt." The scalper girl curled her lips slightly, as if she had found the opponent's loophole.

"My mouth feels numb after drinking it. It tastes terrible." Sakakibara looked at the parrot girl with a scrutinizing gaze.

"I drank it, too. It tasted like an unripe apple, and it was even more astringent." The hedgehog-haired white horse man suddenly said, "I didn't want to say it at first, but since you guys are all talking about it, I'll just say it. The people I came into contact with were elk and raccoons."

The gamblers watching were excited because they had all guessed who the three zombies were, and there was a lot of noise for a while.

The smile on the parrot girl's face gradually faded, and as their camp was exposed, all their plans were scrapped.

Mafia Karen slowly uttered three words: "informer", and these three words were like a huge mountain, pressing people to the point of suffocation.

The elk housekeeper glanced at the raccoon man, her eyes full of speculation and suspicion.

"Don't doubt me, it's not me." The raccoon man whispered, then glanced at the parrot girl beside him, looking as if he wanted to say something but hesitated.

The brown bear twisted his neck and looked at the gray rabbit beside him. "You should know who the zombies are. Avoid them and go to meet those humans. I want to win. Do you hear me?"

Mingyue noticed that the corner of the host Quail's mouth next to the crystal ball curled up slightly into a nice arc...

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Preview of the next chapter: What secrets are hidden in this small antidote?