Immortal I Speedrun Supernatural Game

Chapter 26 Door God? Yuanshen!
"Brother, please don't drag me to death with you, okay?"

Xiaopang's round face was almost wrinkled into a ball.

He had been coaxed and deceived by Wu Wang (mainly by threatening him with a dagger) and brought to the stairs on the second floor.

The other party wanted to continue moving forward, but his calves were already trembling.

"It's okay, that guy is definitely not in the broadcasting room. He must have left." Wu Wang comforted him, "My good brothers are handling it outside the building. They will stop that guy."

Even Li Yang managed to utter: "Now is indeed a good time to break into the empty gate."

He was also curious about what was going on upstairs.

To be precise, I was curious about what secrets were hidden in this art building hidden in Gaoshan Middle School.

I have never had such a strong curiosity in the past, and my mind was full of nothing but studying.

I discovered something other than studying today.

He couldn't help but want to see what was going on.

Wu Wang looked at Xiao Pang, who was about to cry, and asked, "Are you so afraid of it? Has it ever hurt you?"

"That's not true..."

"Did it harm anyone else in the art building?"

"No, they can't see each other..."

Xiaopang's voice was as thin as a mosquito.

This made Wu Wang laugh.

"Byd, what are you afraid of?" He said with some disappointment.

This question made Xiaopang frown and ponder for nearly ten seconds, then he answered uncertainly: "I'm afraid of seeing his face? I don't know! Anyway, I'm afraid!"

brush--

When the two were chatting enthusiastically, a blackboard eraser covered with white powder flew towards them.

Wu Wang turned his head to avoid it and took a step to the left to avoid the light bulb that fell down due to disrepair.

The stride is slightly exaggerated.

It just passed over the puddle of dirty paint on the ground that had not been mopped up.

"I've been wanting to ask this for a long time. Classmate Chu, aren't your skills a bit too good? Have you practiced?" Li Yang couldn't help but complain.

This was the 14th time that Wu Wang had perfectly avoided something that appeared inexplicably while the three of them were walking from the first floor to the second floor.

Maybe once or twice it was just a coincidence.

But there are so many coincidences in a short period of time.

Something was clearly wrong.

There is a huge hand that is invisible to everyone controlling all this.

It seems that something will happen if Wu Wang gets tainted with color.

"I'm a sports student! Don't underestimate my ability! Back then, I could kill a tiger with just one sliding tackle!" Wu Wang said nonsense seriously.

The frequency of color pollution is increasing, which actually proves that the direction is correct.

There must be something in that broadcast room!
The closer he got, the more anxious the ghost hiding in the dark became.

"How about this, Xiaopang, I'll ask you a few questions. If you can answer them, I won't force you to go upstairs." A glimmer of wisdom flashed in Wu Wang's eyes.

"?"

The other person raised his head and looked over.

It was obvious that he wanted to know what questions Wu Wang was going to ask.

Wu Wang's expression turned serious: "What do you think of Chen Nan?"

Xiaopang obviously didn't expect the other party's thinking to be so unconventional, and suddenly asked Chen Nan.

He was a bit overwhelmed as he defended himself: "Of course Sister Chen is good! Everyone likes her, and she takes special care of me. If I could find a girlfriend like her in this life, I would wake up laughing in my dreams. No, I mean the kind of love between classmates, you know..."

"?"

Wu was doomed.

He showed an expression that said he understood everything.

In fact, he just wanted to motivate Xiaopang to go upstairs and solve the matter now by describing that Principal Wang would sooner or later hurt the people around him.

I didn't expect that the basic attack could trick the ultimate skill.

This little fat boy must like Chen Nan.

That would be easier to do.

"Let me tell you, the guy on the third floor is the current principal of Gaoshan Middle School. He's planning to demolish the art building. Everything you hold dear will soon be reduced to ashes." Wu Wang stood up and said coldly, "Are you planning to just sit and wait for the day when Chen Nan disappears?"

"!"

After hearing this, Xiaopang was stunned.

That monster turned out to be the principal!
If the principal wants to demolish the art building.

Doesn't that mean Chen Nan is hoping that the teachers and students will find out they are missing and come to rescue them...

Just a pathetic fantasy?
"Either you come with me now and find a way to escape from the art building, or you let Chen Nan wait for death in the land of comfort with that pathetic fantasy." Wu Wang's tone was quite cold.

After saying that, he turned and walked towards the corridor.

One step, two steps, three steps... "Oh my god!" Xiaopang gritted his teeth.

Although my legs are still a little shaky.

But he still stood up with the help of the wall.

Li Yang hoped to see Wu Wang's expression of being moved or approving and relieved from the side.

Not surprisingly.

He only saw a sly smile of triumph.

This bastard! The demolition story must have been made up on the spot!
But he did not reveal the truth about Wu's demise.

Since the other party wants Xiaopang to go with them so much, he must have his reasons.

Continue walking up side by side again.

Dongdong——Buzz——

I had just stepped onto the third floor and hadn't started looking for the radio station yet, and I couldn't even see the corridor clearly.

The three of them suddenly felt their heartbeats quicken, and even had a little tinnitus. Their vision became blurry, and inexplicable mumblings echoed in their heads.

Xiaopang and Li Yang almost knelt down on the spot.

[Spiritual Power: 35-34]

Wu Wang's mental strength began to decline.

The speed was not very fast, but it was within his acceptable range.

Maybe he has some resistance to this kind of mental pollution. After all, the owner of the red vertical pupil on his wrist, Yuan Shen, is the biggest mental pollution he has ever seen.

Just one glance at an existence that would distort to the point of explosion. Even now, when Wu Wang thinks about it, he feels as if his skin is itchy as if tentacles are growing out of it.

It is indescribable, inexpressible, and cannot be looked at directly.

"No... the third floor wasn't like this before..." Xiaopang rubbed his head and spoke with a trembling voice.

In his impression, the source of terror on the third floor was only the fat monster of the principal, and he had never remembered the kind of mumbling pollution that would give him a headache whenever he walked up to it.

But the more this happens, the more it seems to prove that what Wu Wang said will happen.

Even if the principal does not demolish the art building, if he allows this strange situation to develop, problems will sooner or later arise from within the art building and contaminate the students below who are unaware of anything.

"The broadcast room is at the end of the corridor!"

Li Yang helped Xiaopang up, and the two of them leaned on each other and moved forward slowly.

Wu Wang took the lead and walked in front.

Mental pollution? Face me head-on!
But halfway through, he stopped again.

With a slightly playful expression, he said, "Hey, you don't want to play hide-and-seek with me anymore?"

He saw a figure standing in front of a wooden door at the end. The person had his back to him and was roaring angrily, which sounded extremely familiar.

It turned out to be the ghost that had been trying to kill him on the floor.

He was a little bloated, and was wearing a piece of extremely black clothing whose design was completely unclear. It was quite tattered, with many parts of the clothing broken into strips hanging on his body.

After hearing the sound, it slowly turned around.

But the playful expression on Wu Wang's face froze.

There are two reasons for the stagnation.

One was that he saw something familiar appear on the door that was blocked by the ghost.

Simple drawing of red vertical pupils.

Holy shit! Abyss God!
Obviously, the awkward tentacles that appear in this copy and the mumbling heard when going upstairs come from here.

Even Principal Wang is in this broadcasting room every night. Presumably, the source of his ridiculously powerful strength is also provided by the red vertical pupils.

That indescribable existence, its aura alone completely polluted this land. No wonder the [Bloodstained School Uniform] guided me into this place.

"Brother Yuanshen, are you still MCing in this broadcasting room?" Wu Wang complained while looking at his own mark on his wrist.

Second...it's hard to say.

"Xiaopang, I want to ask you something that I should have asked a long time ago. It may not be polite to say it now." He turned around and said uncertainly.

"Huh? What's wrong?" Xiaopang frowned.

He felt like his head was about to split open. Even though he covered his ears, the whispers continued to drill into his brain, as if ants were gnawing at it.

"What's your last name? Or your full name?"

Byd dragged me into seeking death together, but now I still don’t know what my buddy’s name is, right?
Although Xiaopang was dissatisfied.

But he answered truthfully:
"My surname is Wang, and my full name is Wang Zhiyong."

After saying that, Xiaopang also stood there in a daze.

Because he happened to see clearly the appearance of the bloated ghost at the end of the corridor.

That was the principal's face.

Just more immature.

So young... she looks exactly like me.

(End of this chapter)