This Text Adventure Game is definitely poisonous
Chapter 1587 - 681: Assistance from the Kylin

Chapter 1587: Chapter 681: Assistance from the Kylin

"In my hometown, there’s a game called Werewolf. The rules are roughly like this..." Mu You explained the rules of Werewolf to him.

Skywolf was a bit puzzled, "What does this have to do with you jumping into Moon Lake?"

"In Werewolf, the badge is very important because it represents the power of speech and is the focus of contention between the good and evil sides right from the start. Once the badge is taken by a Werewolf, the good side falls at a great disadvantage, and in this situation, the only way to turn the table is to first tear off the badge," Mu You said.

"You want to kill the Clan Leader?" Skywolf frowned, "But... the Clan Leader isn’t a parasite... Even though he made a wrong decision, does he really deserve to die?"

Even though he couldn’t understand many of the terms, he did understand that the badge seemed to represent the Clan Leader, and tearing the badge... wasn’t that just...

"Why would I kill him? Tearing the badge is just a metaphor, meaning to take back the power of speech."

Mu You shook his head and smiled, "Whether the Clan Leader is a Werewolf is no longer important because he has already been coerced by the Werewolves. There are surely countless parasites lurking around the Clan Leader, which means even if we find a way to make him see the truth, it’s useless. The parasites will never let the power of speech slip away. The moment he awakens will be the moment he dies! And afterwards, the blame for the Clan Leader’s death will definitely be pinned on us."

Skywolf listened with a pounding heart but also understood that what Mu You said could very well become reality. Once the Clan Leader dies, the tribe will be leaderless and scattered. Then these parasites will unite and step forward to incite and guide public opinion in their favor because the vast majority of the savages are ignorant, with intelligence too low to think independently. Whoever speaks the loudest, they will follow...

"What we need now is not to win over the Clan Leader, but to create an identity with even higher speech power than the Clan Leader so that the ordinary tribesmen will have the opportunity to hear and follow our voice," Mu You said.

"So, is this your reason for wanting to jump into Moon Lake?"

Skywolf’s expression was strange; he already understood Mu You’s intention.

An identity with higher speech power than the Clan Leader could only be the ’Son of the Moon Festival’. Indeed, if the Son of the Moon Festival were to emerge, between the Clan Leader and the Son of the Moon Festival, the people would definitely choose to follow the Son of the Moon without hesitation.

The problem is, becoming the Son of the Moon Festival isn’t that simple!

Skywolf shook his head, "It’s impossible. In the history of the earliest citizens spanning millions of years, only the First King became the Son of the Moon Festival. Besides, you are not one of the earliest citizens; your physical state is too poor, not even as good as mine... No, even worse than any small child in our tribe. You will certainly die if you jump into Moon Lake!"

Skywolf spoke firmly.

His own physique was already considered one of the best in the entire tribe, but even so, compared to the First King from legend, who could cleave mountains and split ground, there was no comparison at all, not even measuring up to those famed early citizen heroes in history. None could endure the corrosion of Moon Lake—how could he?

Skywolf had strong self-awareness of this, so he never even entertained the thought of becoming a Living Sacrificer, knowing that preserving his body to protect the tribe was his duty.

And now, Mu You, a frail outsider, actively proposed to jump into Moon Lake... Skywolf truly couldn’t understand where he got such courage.

"I can’t explain it, but I have a feeling I won’t die," Mu You said.

"Uh..." Skywolf’s face showed an odd look. After knowing Mu You for the past few days, Mu You’s actions always seemed rational and pragmatic. Why suddenly this shift to intuitiveness?

Mu You wasn’t acting on impulse; the reason he said this was because of the hint given by the Pocket Watch.

After Mu You’s main body entered the sixth layer of Jie Lin, the three Seeds in his mind—Seed of Divine Power, Seed of Order, and Seed of Chaos—all went dormant, with only the Seed of Time remaining active.

And just now, when they stepped into the seventh layer, the Pocket Watch transmitted another thought to him.

This thought was fleeting, lasting only a few seconds before disappearing, with no further activity afterward.

But compared to the vague text in the game, this time Mu You felt it clearly: the Pocket Watch was urging him to enter Moon Lake, not just the surface but the deep layers of Moon Lake.

Mu You didn’t know why the Pocket Watch wanted him to enter Moon Lake, but he trusted it wouldn’t harm him because it had saved him numerous times before, and he had no reason to doubt the guidance of the Pocket Watch.

Moreover, since Ava said the Mechanic is still alive at the lake’s bottom, it suggests that there must be some unknown survival mechanism beneath the water. But what exactly it is, Mu You would only know if he first entered the lake.

Seeing Skywolf’s face still full of doubt, Mu You knew he must first convince Skywolf. Without Skywolf’s help, it would be impossible to approach Moon Lake under the watchful eyes of so many savages.

After pondering for a moment, Mu You looked at Skywolf and said, "I was wondering, why did the Son of the Moon Festival not appear earlier but only during the time of the First King? Was it really because of the First King’s unparalleled physique?"

"Isn’t it possible that it wasn’t because of the First King’s uniqueness, but because that period marked the rise of the Divine Race, with Jie Lin and the earliest citizens on the brink of life and death, needing such a figure as a spokesperson, thus the appearance of the Son of the Moon Festival?"