Transforming Succubus: Almost Doomsday

For those still in version 2.15, the major event of version 2.49 seemed very distant.

The power of the Stitched seemed to have reached the Demon Emperor level, but at the same time, fighting against two of the Seven Demon Emperors as well as the forces of two major demonic races was, in everyone's eyes, seemingly an impossible feat.

But that's just the way this world is, many events turn out to be quite "upsetting," or even "bizarre."

Of course, for Zhou Baiyu who was still in 2.15, all of this wasn't very important.

The future of humanity is composed of many channels.

And now, the channel he was on, leading to the Sanctuary of the Gods' Library, was of utmost importance.

It was now Ms. Carolyn's turn to speak.

Her identity was the older sister of the little steamed bun.

Carolyn first guessed the identities of Zhou Baiyu and Huang Miu, but how could she possibly guess more obscure identities like stepmother's boyfriend or the butler's son.

Zhou Baiyu's answer—on the same generation level as a legal guardian.

In other words, Zhou Baiyu was supposed to be from the generation of the little steamed bun's parents' siblings.

Full of energy, older than the little steamed bun, with a high position...

These descriptions, in Carolyn's view, seemed to point directly to the head of the family.

Until this moment, Carolyn, who had not drawn an odd identity card, had not realized the vast... bizarre family relations of the little steamed bun.

Thus, Carolyn believed—from Zhou Baiyu's description—that he was supposed to be the father.

But when she said this answer full of expectation, the little steamed bun shook her head and said:

"Wrong, he's not playing the role of a father."

Carolyn frowned; she had not yet realized the seriousness of the problem.

Next, she guessed that Huang Miu was playing the role of the little steamed bun's brother.

"Wrong, he's not playing the role of a brother."

With the baby and the salesclerk, she had no clues, meaning she could only guess blindly.

Unfortunately for Ms. Carolyn, her luck wasn't very good.

The baby in her arms looked at her with teasing eyes.

The baby seemed to have a premonition that this woman, who loved make-up and asking for things, was about to die.

As one of the rules, Ms. Carolyn's rule was to request.

When she applied purple lipstick to her lips, those who approached her would be asked by her for something.

Whatever she asked for, it had to be given, or it would be a violation of the rules.

The thing might be a strand of hair, perhaps a kiss, a glance, a handkerchief.

But it could also be... a heart, liver, lungs, eyes, and so on.

It was said that if someone who was requested by her three times was still alive, the train conductor would grant a wish.

But now, the baby was feeling increasingly that Ms. Carolyn had fallen into a crisis...

"According to the rules, you need to make four valid explanations of your own identity."

How should the identity of older sister be validly explained four times?

Carolyn thought for a moment and copied Zhou Baiyu's approach, starting with the broadest range—

"I am older than you."

The little steamed bun nodded, "That's the case."

Carolyn breathed a sigh of relief.

It seemed that the question wasn't as difficult as she had thought...

"I am the most charming woman on the train, and when I first boarded this train, I had bewildered everyone."

Ms. Carolyn gradually became confident.

She said:

"I am from the same generation as you."

The little steamed bun nodded, "That's the case."

Zhou Baiyu and Huang Miu exchanged glances.

Huang Miu pursed his lips, signaling that the killing should be left to Zhou Baiyu, who did not stand on ceremony with Huang Miu.

Killing another rule meant the possibility of increasing the little steamed bun's favor.

Although the two of them had no opportunity to speak and had to wait until the next round... but if, in the end, the salesclerk couldn't guess Carolyn's identity... then in the next round of speaking, Carolyn would be killed by one of the two.

Huang Miu knew that Jiang Xianwu was a madman, but also one whose brain was much better than his own.

So when Carolyn said "from the same generation," both felt a premonition... Carolyn had run out of words.

An age older than the little steamed bun essentially eliminated a considerable array of possibilities.

Cousins, whether they be brothers or sisters by blood or by extension, Carolyn herself had not yet realized this, but she was already very close to death.

Same generation, older in age, Carolyn had only said two things so far.

Next, Carolyn fell silent for a while.

Unsure of what to say, she ventured:

"My family status... is not high."

"That's the case."

Carolyn secretly rejoiced, having dodged another bullet.

But there was one last description to make, and she boldly declared:

"We... are very close."

Huang Miu was shocked; this woman truly was a madwoman.

How could she dare to gamble in such a bizarre family? Even mothers aren't always kind to their children, so the relationship between peers was probably hard to define, right?

Zhou Baiyu also furrowed his brow. It seemed that Carolyn really did not know how to describe her identity.

Actually, the last two descriptions were gambles.

But it seemed that Carolyn's luck was good.

"That's the case."

Carolyn passed.

A hint of relief appeared on her beautiful face.

Next was the salesclerk.

The rule for the salesclerk was simple—it was barter.

Everything on you could be exchanged for money.

Zhou Baiyu had thought about using the little steamed bun's privilege to exchange for money, but the salesclerk refused, because, in the clerk's opinion, it was not very valuable.

The salesclerk was considered a semi-official of the train. Zhou Baiyu's plan was to eliminate Carolyn.

After defeating Carolyn and the old granny Meng Qiu, that meant he had killed two rule passengers.

According to previous hints, this would mean a higher level of favor with the little steamed bun and perhaps there would be other exits in this game.