Bai Youwei felt stifled.

She was number 3, which meant she could obtain at most two pieces of information!

The ghost identity seemed good, able to ally with any team, but was actually the most dangerous. Without a word, it was easy to become the target of public voting due to incorrect descriptions.

Number 1 was a slovenly old uncle, the kind of unemployed man who idled about, didn’t work or do housework, went out just to boast everywhere, living in a muddle-headed daze.

This type of person could usually ramble on about everything when there was nothing going on, but once something happened, you couldn’t beat three words out of them with a stick!

The Supervisor: “Number 1, have you thought about how to describe to your friends?”

Number 1 stammered, “Uh… this, this… commonly used at home.”

—Ding!

Suddenly a clear sound, like the confirmation of a return key after input completion. A line of text floated above Number 1’s head: “Commonly used at home.”

Everyone stared at him with wide eyes.

Number 1 got a fright. “Y-you, why are you all looking at me?”

He looked up above, then reached up to touch his own head, finding nothing.

“Number 2, please describe the word on your card,” the Supervisor said.

Number 2 was a thin, weak woman, the kind who was bullied by in-laws and abused by her husband, yet never had the courage to resist. When neighbors and friends tried to help her, she instead blamed them, complaining that making a big fuss was harming her, then returned to her family to continue self-pity about her bitter fate.

Uncle Zhao had a vicious eye—most of the people he picked were targets not conducive to social harmony.

Number 2 was very frightened, her thin body constantly trembling. She stammered, “…Used more in summer, just… is, can hold in hand to wipe…”

Her voice cut off abruptly.

Number 2 suddenly disappeared!

Right before everyone’s eyes, she vanished without warning!

The Supervisor: “Number 2 violated rules by revealing the word, automatically eliminated. Now changing words, please everyone confirm your new word again.”

Bai Youwei furrowed her brow and flipped open her card to look again.

Bai Youwei: “…”

She silently looked toward the Supervisor.

The other still wore that fake smile, blue eyes full of malicious pleasure.

She suddenly really wanted to ask whether the game rules allowed the Supervisor to target players like this.

Why was her card still wordless! Chosen as a ghost for two consecutive rounds???

The Supervisor: “Number 1, please describe your word.”

Number 1’s face was full of misery. He opened his mouth and said, “It’s a kind of food…”

His voice paused, then added uneasily, “Can’t actually eat it though.”

—Ding!

Two lines of text floated above Number 1:

“It’s a kind of food.”

“Can’t actually eat it.”

Bai Youwei: “…”

The Supervisor looked over, its tone cheerful as it said to Bai Youwei, “Number 3, please describe your word.”

Number 2 had been eliminated, so after Number 1 came directly to Bai Youwei.

Bai Youwei pressed her lips together.

Number 1’s first sentence said it was food, indicating this word’s first association for him was something edible. As for the latter sentence, it should be to patch loopholes, prevent misunderstanding.

Like eating coconut—actually drinking; like eating betel nut—actually chewing.

Regardless of what word it was, they all had one common characteristic—

Bai Youwei calmly spoke: “Can be bought at many supermarkets.”

—Ding!

A line of text floated above Bai Youwei:

“Can be bought at many supermarkets.”

Of course, she couldn’t see this line.

She had been observing everyone’s reactions.

After discovering that the people present showed no excessive reaction to her description, she knew in her heart that her speculation was correct.

Very good…

Next she just needed to calmly listen to the remaining seven descriptions. With her mind, she wasn’t afraid of failing to deduce the word.

After all, she had played similar games before.