According to her observations, this male player's overall strength was likely on par with—or even greater than—Yu Xiaojun's.
What made things worse was that he had also managed to rally a large number of villagers. Making it incredibly difficult to take him down alone. She would have to plan carefully.
Inside a narrow, dimly lit room, Wen Nannan curled up beneath the gap under a cabinet, resting.
In her hand glowed a small, bright red dot. On closer inspection, it was a lit incense.
The incense had nearly reached the end, the smoldering heat of the dying ember startled Wen Nannan awake. Judging by the timing, it was almost the window during which the players could once again track her location.
She stood up, her mind racing as she calculated how to eliminate this final male player.
In fact, she herself was bait.
She began creeping through the village under the cover of darkness, searching house by house for useful tools.