Chapter 180 | The Alliance Hired Me to Play Final Boss

On the field, Player 11 continued her tearful accusation.

"I realized right then that my roommate was an Anomaly. I was frozen with fear, and I barely managed to hold on until daylight."

"During the day, I didn't dare say anything, even when I saw everyone doubting Player 3. I didn't dare mention Player 12."

"I was too scared—scared he'd retaliate, scared he'd come for me when no one was looking." She looked at everyone present, her eyes filled with pleading. "Only now, with the speaking phase started and everyone here together, do I have the courage to tell the truth."

"I don't ask for anything else, only that you believe me and vote this Anomaly out. Otherwise, someone else will definitely die tonight!"

Player 11's acting was truly top-notch.

If she were really as terrified as she claimed, so scared she didn't dare speak during the day, how could she have dared to run up to the second floor first thing in the morning to corner Ren Yi? How could she have dared to lie about being the Peeper just to test his identity?

That kind of proactive, aggressive probing was simply not something a "shivering, weak girl" could pull off.

As for her claim of being the Peeper, that was undoubtedly a lie.

When Player 2 had described the scene from last night, the details were incredibly rich—the Anomaly's build, skin color, the blade in its hand, and even its teleportation speed. Every detail was precise. Only someone who had actually seen the scene could describe it so clearly.

Player 11, on the other hand, hadn't mentioned a single detail about the crime scene from start to finish. She only dared to fabricate "abnormalities" about her time with Lord Cha. This was proof enough that she wasn't the Peeper; she was just lying.

But the question now was: how did Player 11 determine that Lord Cha was an Anomaly?

Even if she was lying, she couldn't have just picked Lord Cha out of thin air, especially not to the point of making such a lethal move.

Ren Yi stared intently at Player 11, his fingers unconsciously tapping the table. His mind raced, trying to find the key to this.

However, Player 11's words soon answered his doubts.

Sensing that the others were still hesitant and fearing her evidence wasn't sufficient, she quickly added more.

"Actually, there's one more thing I should have noticed sooner..."

"I don't know if you noticed yesterday—when the speaking phase ended and the curtains were suddenly pulled open, the sunlight outside was blindingly bright."

"With the intense light shining straight in, everyone looking toward the window instinctively squinted. Some even raised their hands to block the light. Those are normal human reactions, right?"

She paused, her gaze landing precisely on Lord Cha's puppet. "But at that moment, I happened not to be looking out the window; I was looking right at him."

"I saw it clearly. He just stared blankly out the window, letting the intense sunlight hit his eyes directly. He didn't blink once. His blinking frequency didn't even change. That's not how a human acts!"

"Think about it. How could a human endure intense sunlight hitting their eyes without blinking even once?"

Player 11's voice grew more certain. "There was no emotion in his eyes; it's not something a normal human could do! He's like a lifeless puppet being controlled to 'look out the window,' but he has no human physiological reflexes!"

She gestured as she spoke, adding an explanation: "I didn't process it at the time. I just thought my eyes were playing tricks on me, that the sun was too bright and I'd misread his expression. That's why I dared to stay in the same room as him last night."

"But looking back now, my eyes weren't playing tricks on me. He is the Anomaly!"

"Furthermore, his choice to stay in a double room wasn't a coincidence; it was premeditated!" Player 11's tone suddenly became sharp.

"He knew a double room might be observed by the Peeper, and he knew everyone would think 'a teleporting Anomaly wouldn't stay in a double room.' So he intentionally chose to stay with me to clear his own suspicion and make it easier for him to act in secret!"

"He just didn't expect me to be so sensitive. He didn't expect me to discover that eerie scene where he vanished while showering. He played himself!"

Ren Yi looked at Lord Cha's defense in the group chat and then at Player 11's words. His eyes narrowed slightly as he fell into thought.

It was actually because of blinking?

He suddenly understood the key: although he was an Anomaly himself, he was currently controlling a human body. The body operated by simulating human functions.

Even a subtle physiological reflex like blinking could be perfectly replicated. So yesterday, when the curtains were opened and the sunlight was blinding, he had instinctively squinted and blinked just like any other human, leaving no opening.

But Lord Cha was different.

Lord Cha was using a puppet, and it was a puppet controlled by preset commands.

Preset commands could only handle routine scenarios, like speaking, sitting upright, or making simple expressions.

But when faced with a sudden situation like "blinding sunlight," Lord Cha hadn't had time to adjust the commands. The puppet could only follow its original preset, which was to keep "looking out the window." It didn't squint or blink, showing no human physiological response whatsoever.

It was this microscopic flaw that the observant Player 11 had captured.

It seemed Lord Cha's fully automated high-tech puppet still wasn't as good as the original version.

Ren Yi's mouth twitched, and he felt a strange sense of sympathy.

Lord Cha was truly pathetic. He had followed the plan the whole way and hadn't shown any major flaws, yet he'd been taken down by a tiny detail like "blinking" because of the puppet's preset commands. It was practically death by high technology.