Immortal I Speedrun Supernatural Game

Chapter 300's dungeon brought not only rewards, but also trouble.
"Hiss...something's not right..."

My head is so itchy, it feels like my brain is growing out!

Wu Wang tossed and turned on his bed in his bedroom, his movements as abstract as a wriggling maggot.

After leaving the audience space, he basically didn't stay in the settlement space much.

After all, simply adding upgrade points only provides players with some additional physical stats on top of their already exceptional items and equipment.

However, these numbers are not enough to bridge the gap between players.

Especially after witnessing pure numerical monsters like Prince Xiang and Yingluo.

Wu Wang felt even more that these attribute points were not very meaningful.

So, he simply clicked the average number once and then exited.

What's particularly gratifying is that this time, the [Smiling Shelter] actually raised Wu Wang's level to 23.

For a moment, he even thought that reaching the level cap of 30 in the closed beta might not be so difficult after all.

Little did he know, only he himself would think this way.

In fact, most players would not distribute attribute points evenly like he did.

Instead, it focuses on a particular direction.

Because in the game "Spirit Disaster", many items have equipment requirements that require certain values ​​to reach a certain level.

In other words, players who allocate too much to the speed attribute will not be able to easily use heavy and extremely destructive weapons.

Players who put all their attribute points into Strength will also be unable to properly use equipment that increases Agility and Speed.

After all, while satisfying one of the attributes.

The other attribute is estimated to be difficult to meet.

This has led to the current situation where "Disaster Players" are flourishing in all directions.

The most typical examples are specialized players like Xie Zhi and Ying Luo.

The former is quite adept at fighting against spirits and mental forces.

But if you get close to someone like the latter, whose fighting ability is based solely on attribute values.

The Xie Zhi will be instantly killed by Ying Luo.

To put it bluntly, Sakura's stats are already good enough to directly confront rifles and other firearms.

From a player's perspective, the only way to defeat her is basically to use some kind of trickery.

Just think of them as fragile mages and mindless warriors.

As for why Wu Wang's equal distribution has not yet revealed any drawbacks to him?

It's not that his equipment doesn't need to meet the attribute requirements.

In reality, whether it's the [Eye of the Prophet] or the [Broken Sword of Laughing River], what he possesses is...

Logically, there should be attribute restrictions.

If these two pieces of equipment were given to someone else.

They will find that they need to reach a very high level in both [Mental Strength] and [Strength] attributes to equip it.

Wu Wang did not see this restriction on his panel.

It's entirely because of the existence of the Abyss God.

The moment His mark appeared on Wu Wang.

It has already brought about subtle changes.

It has a hidden function that no one has known since the fall of Wu—

Ignore equipment requirements

Of course, these issues are no longer important now.

The important thing is what happens after returning from the audience space.

Wu Wang had been feeling an itch on his head, or more accurately, an itch on his spine.

It just caused an itchy sensation in the central nervous system and the entire back of the head.

Damn it! Did the big boss secretly stuff something weird into his body when he pulled out [Dawn of Light]?
brush--

Just as Wu Wang was contemplating whether to use a scalpel to cut open his back in front of a mirror, then peel back the flesh to check his spine for anything else on his phone,

The person's cursing and swearing stopped abruptly.

Then I felt my hands sink.

It looked as if it was clutching something.

Upon closer inspection, I realized it was my own underwear.

I don't know when it happened, but now I only have some random clown stickers covering my private parts.

Then he started dancing uncontrollably.

"Damn it! That clown costume!" Wu Wang cursed under his breath.

Because he also discovered a hidden side effect of the Joker suit—

Once the set has been assembled once, its three combined pieces can no longer be used individually.

This equipment even comes with a built-in binding setting!

He wanted to maintain the same disguise as before.

Then you'll need to wear these three pieces of equipment all the time.

This means that the Joker suit's side effects can occur at any time.

As for their unusual appearance...

There are [Heilan Home brooches] that can change this.

This way, Wu Wang wouldn't attract attention with his golden curly hair and red nose all the time.

He changed his golden curly hair to a normal color and length, and changed his red nose to a band-aid style, sticking it horizontally on the bridge of his nose.

But performing mime, nude dancing, and banana peel wrestling are out of the question.

Fortunately, I'm at home now.

No one will see it...

boom--

"Brother! A new cake shop opened downstairs, and their cakes are delicious!"

The bedroom door was suddenly pushed open.

Wu Xiaoyou's cheerful voice came from afar and grew closer.

By the time Wu Wang tried to close the door, it was too late.

After seeing the scene clearly...

The second sister's voice began to slow down.

His expression became increasingly stiff and sluggish.

"Why don't you go and secretly learn how to make... a cake... when you come back?"

boom--

The door slammed shut again with an almost unbelievable speed.

Wu Wang had just finished his hot dance.

After all, this side effect only lasts for ten seconds.

Who knew it would be such a coincidence!

He pulled on his underwear while making excuses:
"No, buddy! Listen to me!"

"me……"

"I think doing this helps me relax!"

The following sentence has clearly been altered by the term "social suicide".

As long as Wu Wang has a psychological reaction to explain his behavior just now.

His words will be replaced.

However, what he found even harder to accept was...

After hearing myself say those words.

The sound coming from the other side of the door was my second sister crying tears of joy.

"That's great! My brother finally doesn't want to die! He wants to do something else!"

"Although my hobby is a bit unusual, my symptoms are clearly improving!"

"Little brother! Do whatever you want to do! Your older sister respects any decision you make!"

In a normal family, they would have sent me to a mental hospital long ago!

You're actually calling it an improvement in symptoms?
How seriously ill did I seem to you before?
Wu Wang felt a bit itchy.

He quickly put the entire outfit back into his backpack.

After all, there's no need to hide one's appearance at home.

The encouraging voices from outside the door continued—

"Quick! Tell your sister! What do you want to do now!"

click -

Wu Wang opened the door and saw his second sister squatting at the door with tears in her eyes.

He squeezed out each word, one by one, from between his teeth:

"I want to die."

"More than ever before."

After the second sister cried even louder.

It was only after Wu Wang went to the kitchen and made her a cake that she calmed down.

However, while eating.

The second sister pointed at Wu Wang's upper body, chewing on cake and asking indistinctly:
"When will Mud Saint Demon go to the Plague God's place? Let's discuss it at Ye Bugeng's place."

She was no longer bothered by the social scene she had just witnessed.

After all, Wu Wang had gone mad quite a few times since he was a child.

Perhaps it's more accurate to say that he's normal occasionally.

Similarly, only Wu Wang, who spent every day with her, could understand what she said during mealtimes.

He frowned, somewhat puzzled: "Tattoo? Where did I get a tattoo?"

goo-dong-

After swallowing the cake.

The second sister walked behind Wu Wang and swiftly lifted up his shirt.

I raised my phone and snapped a picture of my back.

She handed it to him and said, "Here, I saw you dancing just now. It was pretty unconventional."

Looking at my back in the photo.

There are two strange lines with the spine as the center line. The left one forms a pattern that looks like angel wings, while the right one is an irregular and complex pattern that looks like gibberish.

The wings are gold, and the gibberish is purple.

No wonder my second sister said it looked a bit unconventional.

"This...this is!"

Wu Wang rushed back to his room, somewhat surprised.

I stared at those two lines in the mirror repeatedly.

After being marked by the Black-hearted Penguin, the way I hid myself was by using the aura of the [Desire Saint]'s mark to cover it up.

It was a grayish-white wavy pattern.

Therefore, he is now quite certain what the golden wing pattern on the left is—

"This is a symbol of hope!?"

Perhaps it is because I have just experienced the power of hope.

Therefore, he immediately sensed the same aura from this pattern.

But what about the purple gibberish on the right?
It can stand on equal footing with [hope].

That proves it must also be the mark of some venerable one.

Aside from desire and hope, I haven't experienced the aura of any other venerable ones!
Those two things must be the reason why the back of my head and spine were itchy just now!
Just when Wu was completely baffled...

He recalled seeing the item description for [Dawn of Light] before—

[Light of Dawn (Unknown): Created by one of the Five Great Lords, the one who controls the power of [Hope], but it contains a great deal of [Distortion] within it.]

【distortion】!
Could this purple, garbled pattern be the aura of [distortion]?

Damn it! Boss, how did you handle this mess?!
[Dawn of Light] was indeed pulled out of its own spine, but it left some strange things behind on its body!
This is a work injury, isn't it?! Release me back to the audience space! I demand the compensation I deserve!
Labor laws! Please save us!

One Venerable One was enough to give Wu Wang a headache.

What's more, there's no telling where else there's [pain] making me so angry I could grind my teeth.

I thought I'd just finish my work at [Hope] and run away.

Now they're also putting up quarantine labels.

They also brought along [Twisted], who somehow ended up there.

in a sense.

In the entire game, there are so many Venerables who can be connected at the same time.

I guess I'll be all alone now...

I really don't know how to run dungeons anymore...

"Why are you running so fast? What's wrong with you?" the second sister asked, peeking in with a puzzled look.

Wu Wang opened his computer, pretending to look up information, and casually said, "Nothing, just doing an experiment. You can go out now."

His second sister was used to his strange behavior.

After closing the door, I went back to the dining table to eat my cake.

Wu Wang believes he has two things to deal with right now—

First, inquire about items that can eliminate the side effects of equipment;
Secondly, try to establish connections with people in the [Tarot Club].

The negative effects of the Joker outfit are too abstract.

I must deal with it as soon as possible.

To avoid any mishaps in the next instance.

After all, Wu Wang was quite interested in the missing parts of the [Laughing River Broken Sword].

Because the [Lord of Desire] said that the original owner of this sword was related to himself.

interesting……

Who was its original owner?

We'll have to wait until we get the fragments in the next dungeon to find out everything.

As for the matter of the Venerable One's mark...

Let's ask Him again when we meet [Lord of Desire] next time.

"As for the item to eliminate side effects, she should be able to help."

While browsing through posts on the Spirit Disaster APP about related items.

Find the people you need from your friend list.

[The Know-It-All]!
The intelligence brokers must have clues about this!

After Wu Wang sent the request.

The other party replied to the message almost instantly.

"Let's talk at a hotel in mainland China."

Sure enough, this woman was basically doing business in the [Spirit Disaster Square] whenever she wasn't running a dungeon.

After standing up and confirming that the doors and windows are locked,

Wu Wang took the suit out again.

After changing your appearance to that of [Yan Shuangying], enter [Lingzai Square].

We easily found ourselves near the [Mainland Hotel].

I happened to see the know-it-all sitting on the bench next to me.

Her high-necked trench coat and hooded mask, which made her look like a mummy, were really striking.

Some people were even approaching her, intending to make a deal with her.

After seeing Wu Wang's figure.

The man who knew everything simply got up and walked into the hotel, ignoring the other traders who were approaching him.

And sent a short message in the friend's message—

"Walking on the snow."

This is clearly the name of the room, just like the [Mount Tai] room that Zhuge Yue led her into back then.

Arrive at the door of the corresponding room.

Before Wu Wang could even knock on the door.

The door opened automatically.

Beneath the all-knowing man's attire, his only exposed feature, his eyes, appeared unusually indifferent.

Treat them like any other customer.

There was none of the intense emotional fluctuation I felt when I told her about Zhuge Yue's death the last time we met.

"We'll discuss the details after the contract is signed."

She didn't utter a single unnecessary word.

He raised his hand and pushed a contract paper in front of Wu Wang.

The above agreements are basically restrictions on this transaction.

This includes, but is not limited to, both parties being prohibited from disclosing the transaction, and must maintain confidentiality even if no agreement is ultimately reached.

After all, people who come to Wan Shi Tong to conduct transactions...

Some guys want information that relates to some weakness of their own.

This is intelligence that involves life and death.

Naturally, it's impossible to easily resell the All-Knowing service to someone else.

Wu Wang took the contract with a strange expression.

A detailed examination began amidst the other person's even stranger expression.

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Half an hour passed in the blink of an eye.

The all-knowing person finally couldn't hold back any longer.

He gritted his teeth, leaned on the table, and stood up, saying, "What the hell are you checking?!"

"I could tolerate you using a magnifying glass and a microscope, but why are you using a lighter to burn the contract paper? And another thing! Put the water bottle away! Are you really planning to soak it?"

"Stop crumpling! This is just one sheet of paper! You can't crumple it into two!"

Under the slightly weakened defenses of the all-knowing man, he launched into a barrage of insults.

Wu Wang then put the inspection tools on the table back into his backpack.

He said awkwardly, "Sorry, sorry, it's a professional habit, I have PTSD."

"After all, I've seen people use 'double contracts' to cheat their partners when signing contracts."

"I'm afraid you've learned this dirty trick too."

His words made the know-it-all's forehead veins bulge.

I've never seen this bastard before!
He himself was the one who created the dual contracts!
How dare he criticize others?
After confirming that the contract was correct, Wu Wang also signed his name.

The moment it was handed back to the know-it-all.

The anger on her face vanished instantly.

All that remained was a disdainful and mocking sneer.

Her anger just now was all an act!

The purpose was to get Wu Wang to sign the contract quickly!
She began, "I've learned my lesson. Thank you, Mr. Yan Shuangying. I have indeed learned your dirty trick. This is a 'double contract,' but I didn't tamper with the contract paper; I tampered with the words."

After saying that, the all-knowing man took out a UV lamp and shone it on the contract paper.

In addition to the original text content, there is more above.

Fluorescent lettering has actually started to appear!
The placement of the fluorescent text is also extremely clever, essentially overturning the equal trading environment.

This meant that Wu Wang needed to unilaterally provide certain intelligence to Wan Shi Tong.

Just like what he did to the know-it-all last time.

Use the other person's way to repay the other person's body!
It's important to know that contracts in the "Spirit Disaster Game" are different from real-world contracts.

The law does not protect the validity of contracts.

Rather, it's the rules of the game.

As long as the content written on paper can pass the review of the rules, it will be effective even if it is written with a highlighter!

This was not an act of revenge by the know-it-all against the fall of Wu because of Zhuge Yue's death.

Instead, she expressed her dissatisfaction with him for deceiving her with a double contract!

Faced with this scene, Wu Wang was also somewhat moved.

Sure enough, what goes around comes around.

However, the smile on his face did not disappear.

He simply said, "Let's continue. I want to know about items that can eliminate or reduce the side effects of equipment, and they must be effective on [Legendary] equipment. Do you have any suggestions? I can provide an [Epic] piece of equipment."

His attitude toward normal transactions.

The know-it-all found it a bit strange.

He's clearly in the lead now! What's gotten into him this time?

Why should I continue with this trade?

She raised an eyebrow and said, "Now is the time for my question. Explain clearly how you killed Zhuge Yue!"

“I personally handed her every single escape gadget she had on her body. I know better than anyone how difficult she is to kill.”

"Yan Shuangying, how exactly did you ignore the escape equipment?"

She has come to terms with Zhuge Yue's death.

But she simply couldn't understand how Wu Wang had managed to break through so many escape devices.

One or two items would be fine.

Even with so many escape tools stacked together, they couldn't stop him.

This is somewhat frightening.

The all-knowing person even suspected that he had found a bug in some kind of supernatural disaster game.

You absolutely must have this information!

After all, as an intelligence broker, she was naturally easy to be targeted by various forces.

The escape gear I had on me originally gave me a sense of security.

But after Yan Shuangying's exception, she has been so restless lately that she can hardly eat or sleep!
However, faced with this problem.

Wu Wang simply smiled and said, "I refuse to answer."

"How about we continue with my deal?"

boom--

The know-it-all slammed his hand on the table.

Somewhat puzzled, he said, "You refuse? Did you read the terms of the contract carefully? The consequences of refusing to answer..."

She fell silent at this point.

His eyes widened in disbelief.

Wu Wang continued to smile: "What about the price? Keep talking."

"The price... I haven't received your price..."

The know-it-all's voice started to sound strange.

He even couldn't help but pick up the contract and read it repeatedly.

Yes! From the moment Wu Wang answered and refused, he had already breached the contract.

Why haven't I received any penalty money?
He didn't look like he had lost any rare items or had his account level reset to zero!
what is this?
Could it be that he actually knows some bug or vulnerability in the game "Spirit Disaster"?

Little did they know, this might truly be a loophole in the rules that only Wu Wang could exploit.

Because his signature was "Yan Shuangying".

This account, in essence, does not belong to him.

You want to use a contract to restrict Yuan Shen? Are you kidding me?
"I didn't want to do this either, maybe there were blind spots in the contract."

"I thought it was just a piece of waste paper."

"Fine, then you can talk to the disaster insurance company about it, if it really exists."

We are all living life to the fullest.

(End of this chapter)