Chapter 925: Chapter 925: Werewolf Village 22

Werewolf Village Rules:

One, each night a villager turns into a Werewolf;

Two, each night the Werewolf attacks a villager;

Three, villagers must not leave their houses at night.

Bai Youwei was most concerned about the first rule, that each night one villager would turn into a Werewolf.

That meant that between her and Hans, only one would become a Werewolf tonight.

Now Hans had the Uto grass while she had been bitten by a Werewolf. Whoever turned into a Werewolf first, the remaining person would only be a weak villager!

Bai Youwei released the bandage wrapped around her wrist; the bloodstain was still there, the wound had already healed. The pain of skin torn and flesh split lingered in her memory, making her heart tremble at the mere thought.

She hoped everything would go smoothly tonight; otherwise, she would have been bitten by the Werewolf in vain.

Bai Youwei walked slowly through the village, carefully observing the location and angle of every empty house. She needed to find the best terrain to ensure she was bathed in moonlight immediately after the moon rose.

However, the silver nails on the doors were indeed troublesome; she had to carefully avoid them.

Thinking about it, her aversion to silver objects might double if she actually turned into a Werewolf.

Bai Youwei found an empty house, twisted the doorknob, and discovered the door was locked from the inside. She then went around to the side where she found an open window.

Through the window, she could see Hans sitting on the stone bed with a potted plant, his body facing the glass window, his head lowered. Bai Youwei couldn’t make out his facial expression, but the plant was clearly visible.

Lush green leaves with a few pale blue buds nestled among them, like unknown wildflowers from the mountains.

This was probably the Uto grass. It’s an inconspicuous weed by day but blooms at night, tempting the Werewolf to reveal itself.

After some thought, Bai Youwei decided to find another empty house nearby. She entered and then stood at the door, staring opposite.

Seconds and minutes passed, and there was still no movement in the house across.

She looked up at the sky, where the setting sun peeked through the clouds, gradually sinking, tinting the end of the sky as if it were ablaze.

Such a twilight, against the backdrop of a fairy-tale-like village, should have been a beautiful sight.

But Bai Youwei had no mood to appreciate it; she couldn’t wait for night to come so she could stand under the moonlight and acquire the true power of a Werewolf.

Finally, the night arrived…

As the blood-red moon rose, Bai Youwei immediately felt the difference in her body, each vein pulsing like a raging, surging river crashing within her!

She couldn’t help but throw her head back and howl.

Her hands’ tendons and bones bulged! Dense Werewolf fur sprouted! Her figure also began to swell!

This scene was truly terrifying, yet Bai Youwei couldn’t suppress a thrill of elation in her heart.

Because she had become a Werewolf, it was doomed for Hans to be a human tonight; a human at her mercy!

Her lower jaw split open, her mouth elongated, and her fangs were exposed, her body filled with strength. Something in her chest seemed desperate to burst out! To tear everything she saw to shreds! The thought of blood filled her entire brain, and reason became insignificant!

The fluffy rabbit by her side seemed frightened by her and stood motionless in the corner, silently watching her.

Bai Youwei pushed the door open, her body completely mutated under the moonlight!

At the same time, a command appeared in her mind–

[The Werewolf may choose any house to attack the villager inside. Only one chance.]

Hans’s house was right in front of her, and Bai Youwei walked over without hesitation.

The rabbit followed her, stopping every step, hesitatingly trailing behind her.

Under the blood moon, the village houses were all cloaked in a layer of red light, only the nails on the doors shimmered with irritating silver-white spots.

Bai Youwei remembered that open window and changed direction.

There were nails around the window too, but it was much easier than breaking in through the door. She saw Hans from the window, still holding the pot of Uto grass, motionless, sitting beside the bed.