Ming Ke: When the villain accidentally mixes into the protagonist group

In a dim cabin, several monitors were broadcasting live the rehearsal match taking place in Room 3, and the display screen showing a close-up of the gray rabbit was right in front of Kirima Soichi.

An old voice sounded: "Have you figured out the cheating tricks of that lady?"

"I'm sorry, sir." Shi Shen lowered his head and stood aside with his hands hanging down respectfully. "I can't be sure whether the lady really cheated in that game."

“You didn’t even see that?” Kirima Souichi said thoughtfully as he looked at the images on the wall of Room 3. “Who do you think will be the minority who can choose a camp in this round of the rehearsal?”

Shi Shen looked at the display screen, "This... I can't say for sure."

"Can she replicate her victory from the previous round? In a game without a loser's revival match, who would be willing to be a chess piece in her hands?" Kirima Souichi's thin and withered hands stroked the crow coin.

Shi Shen lowered his head and said nothing. As the person who had served Kirima Soichi the longest, he knew that Kirima Soichi did not want him to answer these questions.

Kirima Souichi's old voice sounded again: "Perhaps you and I will become chess pieces in her hands, but whose chess pieces will she be? Who is the chess player?"

These words sounded like a question, but also like he was talking to himself.

Shi Shen stood silently beside Kirima Soichi, like a loyal dog.

At this time, the sea was covered with dark clouds and the waves seemed to be much bigger.

In room 3, the tabby cat Fukunaga Yuji looked extremely nervous under the watchful eyes of everyone. She looked at the bearded man wearing a monkey mask in front of her, and her smile almost froze on her face. "Mr. Monkey, how can you say that I am a primitive zombie? I am really a human!"

Bearded Lily looked the tabby cat girl up and down and said softly, "Oh, so you're not that." The sweet voice made the gamblers who were watching feel sick.

The tabby cat Fukunaga Yuji smiled awkwardly and glanced at the big back-headed baboon. He couldn't guess the intention of this sponsor, so he could only whisper: "Are you looking for primitive zombies? But if you are a human, you won't win the rehearsal if you become a zombie. Please contact me, a human. If you are a primitive zombie, you will definitely turn all humans into zombies, so please contact me."

The big-backed baboon stared at the fawning tabby cat, but the bearded Lily remained unmoved.

The tabby cat Fukunaga Yuji felt even more uneasy.

And the first pair of people who came into contact finally appeared. They were Miss Lion, the underworld princess Mafia Karen, and her housekeeper Elk.

"Do you think that mafia princess is the original zombie?" A gambler frowned and whispered to the person next to him.

Someone quickly objected: "I don't think so."

"I think elks are the original zombies." A young man said hurriedly with his eyes lighting up.

"Huh? Why?"

"Intuition! For things like this, you can only rely on intuition."

“Is your intuition accurate?”

"It's very accurate! When I play roulette, the difference is only one number every time."

There was a booing among the gamblers.

A middle-aged gambler crossed his arms, frowned slightly and asked: "You are so lucky, why didn't you leave the cruise ship and are still here?"

The gambler who boasted about his good luck touched the tip of his nose and smiled awkwardly, "No matter how much money you have, it's never too much."

Miss Sika Deer looked at the short man next to her and asked, "Do you think they are zombies?"

“Hehehe, there will be no eliminated players in this round of rehearsal matches. Only benefits will be given to the winners, and the primitive zombies can only be primitive zombies from beginning to end, so those who form an alliance will naturally have to find a way to become the same camp.” The short man analyzed very well, and the gamblers around him nodded in agreement.

"Yes, we are in the same camp, and it is the human camp. However, I think that tabby cat is very consistent with the attributes of a primitive zombie."

The gamblers were talking loudly, and naturally reached the ears of the tabby cat Fukunaga Yuji. Her heart almost jumped out of her chest, and she said anxiously: "Sir, please..."

Bearded Lily ignored the tabby cat girl and walked slowly towards the host's room, with the big-backed baboon following closely behind him.

Seeing that there was a chance, the tabby cat Fukunaga Yuji was delighted and wanted to follow, but was stopped by the big-backed baboon.

"Let her come over." Bearded Lily noticed the situation behind her and glanced at the tabby cat girl.

"Yes." The big-backed baboon lowered his arms somewhat disappointedly and said with a worried look, "Sir, she might be a primitive zombie!"

"Sir, I really am a human being." The tabby cat Fukunaga Yuji was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan, desperately thinking of a solution in his mind.

"Heh." Bearded Lily chuckled, "From your question, I know you are a human."

The tabby cat Fukunaga Yuji breathed a sigh of relief, looked around, lowered his voice and said in a positive tone: "My lord, you are also a human, right?"

Bearded Lili smiled but did not answer. She just placed her left hand on the crystal ball in front of the host, Quail Shou.

The tabby cat Fukunaga Yuji's eyes lit up and he quickly put his hand on it.

The second pair also completed the contact.

Mingyue crumpled up the paper bag she had finished eating and threw it easily into a nearby trash can. She looked at Scotland and asked, "Does the card you drew have English on it?"

"Of course, yes..."

Bourbon suddenly patted Scotland on the shoulder, successfully stopping Scotland from saying the word.

Mingyue looked towards Bourbon.

"Are you a human or a human?" Bourbon squatted in front of Mingyue, and the gray rabbit mask was reflected in his purple-gray eyes.

"Do you think I'm a human or a zombie?"

Bourbon stared at Mingyue for a long time, and asked in a deep voice: "What is the English on the card?" After all, there are many English words that can mean human or person, and those who did not draw a human would not know which word it is. If you say it wrong or don't say it, it basically acknowledges the identity of the original zombie.

An imperceptible dark light flashed in Mingyue's eyes, the corners of her lips curled slightly, and she gently uttered the word "human".

Then Bourbon heaved a sigh of relief, as if the heavy stone hanging in his heart had been lifted. He stood up and said to Scotland, "The black wolf and the red fox are the same as us."

Scotland nodded slightly and whispered, "Do you want to make contact now?"

Bourbon nodded and looked at Mingyue. "You contact her first, and I will contact them. Try to contact all the members in the first two rounds, and contact as many people as possible in the last round. I will find a way to collect more useful information."

"Yes." Scotland nodded and added, "The duration of the last round of contact must be controlled within 10 minutes. Whether you come into contact with zombies or not, you must drink the antidote."

"Someone has started recording the people they come into contact with, hoping to figure out who is a zombie and who is a primitive zombie by looking at the number of zombies on the field after each round."

Scotland looked serious and nodded slightly, seeming to agree with this approach.

Mingyue looked at the two people beside her with half-moon eyes and muttered unhappily: "I'm not prepared to contact you."

Bourbon thought of the previous game, pinched his brows, squatted down again, his eyes level with Mingyue, and whispered: "Have you chosen who to contact?"

Mingyue said angrily, "I won't contact you anyway."

"Do you want to become a zombie?" Bourbon looked around. He felt like someone was watching him, but he couldn't detect anyone's gaze. He continued, "You should know that you can't be the winner if you become a zombie."

"Do you think you should choose zombies or humans after becoming the winner?" Mingyue curled the corners of her lips slightly, staring at Bourbon with burning eyes.

When Bourbon saw Mingyue like this, he immediately felt that Mingyue seemed to be hiding something, and asked in a deep voice: "Your identity is not human?"

Mingyue smiled and said nothing.

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Next chapter preview: Is Mingyue really a human? Who is the zombie hiding among the humans? After the first round, how many humans are left?