I Have Yet to Become a Doll Today-Chapter 903 - B War Zone

Chapter 903 -903 B War Zone

The five answers are —

[A: Hahahaha! That’s hilarious!]

[B: Because it’s funny that the sheep was sheared.]

[C: The humor lies in its unexpectedness; even if it’s not funny, that’s part of the joke.]

[D: The humor of a cold joke is in the irrationality and banality of its reasoning.]

[E: I don’t find it amusing.]

Bai Youwei paced from A to E and then turned her head to smile down at the clown’s head on the ground.

“There is also someone who doesn’t laugh,” she said, “because he never categorizes this type of recreational language as a joke.”

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Bai Youwei reached out to open door E without a second of hesitation.

Behind the door stood Shen Mo.

He frowned slightly, his gaze sliding to the two corpses on the ground as his memory slowly returned.

“How many have been eliminated?” Shen Mo stepped out and asked.

The clown’s head on the ground was silent for a moment before retracting back with its spring, saying in a strange tone, “Four, but which four, the King can check for himself.”

As if it bore some grudge against Bai Youwei.

—The King’s watch could check the status of his subjects, and now, on Bai Youwei’s side, only Shen Mo’s icon was lit up, indicating a normal status, while the rest of the subjects’ icons were gray, indicating they were offline.

As for who had been eliminated on Hans’s side, only he would know.

The clown, having lost the mood to ride its comical unicycle, spoke in an even tone, “The game in A War Zone has ended, we are now entering B War Zone, and the battle game officially begins. Please prepare yourselves, Kings.”

Bai Youwei, holding Shen Mo’s hand, whispered, “The game in B War Zone will likely hinge on the number of players, which is why the Inspector made a last-minute adjustment, adding into the A game, all in the name of balancing the numbers.”

Shen Mo looked toward Hans, speaking indifferently, “What if we have more people than them? Do we have to reduce our numbers?”

“If we’re strong enough, then we won’t have our numbers cut,” Bai Youwei said, also looking toward Hans’s side, “If we’re strong enough… a smaller team won’t matter.”

The surrounding walls began falling in succession, white, one after another, as if they were inside a gigantic cardboard box where every side was being unfolded to reveal the outside world.

Bai Youwei saw the blue sky, the white clouds, their location on a hillside with lush green grass, and a fairy-tale-like village in the distance.

Unfortunately, the village, despite its lovely appearance, didn’t have a very pretty name.

The Clown Inspector introduced, “Welcome to Werewolf Village, and now let me introduce the rules of the Werewolf Village game—”

Bai Youwei and Shen Mo exchanged a look.

“The name of this game makes me feel like it might cost lives,” Bai Youwei said.

“Or perhaps the lives of werewolves,” Shen Mo said.

“You’ve gotten funnier lately,” Bai Youwei reached out with both hands to pinch his solemn, cold face, “…tsk, I really like your straight-faced jokes.”

“Maybe I have always been like this, just never had the chance to show it,” Shen Mo put her hands down, “Alright, let’s listen to the rules seriously.”

Hans, along with Morin, Brail, and Dim watched the two in silence.

The clown continued to introduce the rules oblivious to the player dynamics behind it:

“Every night, one villager will turn into a werewolf,

Every night, a werewolf will attack a villager,

Every night, villagers must not leave their houses,

Players who enter the village will become members of Werewolf Village, and you must promptly find ways to ward off the werewolves to avoid attacks at night.

Please note, when a villager is attacked by a werewolf, their Physical Ability will automatically be halved. If they survive the werewolf’s attack, they will be invincible the next night since the werewolf cannot target the same victim two nights in a row.

Alright, is everything clear?”