Immortal I Speedrun Supernatural Game

Chapter 338 Dungeon Entered! The Spirit Disaster's Joyful Show!

Five days flew by.

After all, no matter how busy people are, or how much the world changes.

There are still only so many hours in a day.

It will only move forward steadfastly, and no one can turn back time.

During these five days, the Wu siblings, who were staying in Beijing, also witnessed society gradually becoming more tense.

To prevent potential chaos and to guard against malicious sabotage.

Patrol troops can be seen everywhere on the streets.

In addition to the regular police department, the Bureau of Extraordinary Affairs also openly appears before the world.

The patrol teams composed of players from the Bureau of Extraordinary Events are carrying out their work both overtly and covertly.

They prevented four incidents of chaos caused by suspected members of the "Disaster Cult".

I don't know if it's just my imagination after Wu's demise.

He felt that the atmosphere at the Bureau of Extraordinary Affairs was different from before.

It was efficient and powerful before.

But there was a sense of internal struggle to some extent.

For example, the situation involving the Xie Zhi in Mingyang City is a typical example.

However, this time when Xie Zhi returned to the headquarters in the capital, he was not suppressed by the high-ranking officials he had offended in the past.

Their status is even steadily rising.

After he completes the livestreaming task of "[Spirit Disaster Game Popular Science]",

They will then be transferred directly to the [Investigation Department] to begin cleaning up the internal affairs of the Bureau of Extraordinary Events.

The whole process went smoothly.

There were absolutely no obstacles.

For those high-level executives with questionable backgrounds, this is like them evading taxes in front of the company while secretly suppressing employees and disregarding the Labor Law.

While enjoying drinks and conversation, they discovered that one of the employees they had previously suppressed had passed the civil service exam.

When asked where he took the exam,

The other party said it was the tax bureau and that they would be investigating you soon.

The feeling of choking on water is indescribable.

Why are those guys ignoring the Xie Zhi?
Don't they realize what kind of threat the existence of the Xie Zhi poses?

The only explanation Wu could think of for the death of his son was—

They have more important things to deal with.

That incident directly led to the current Bureau of Extraordinary Affairs becoming an indestructible entity, like an iron barrel.

There is absolutely no sign of internal competition.

All that remains is vigilance against external threats.

Even the chaos and disruption caused to the [Disaster Cult Members] in the past few days.

They have evolved from being able to stop the chaos in its early stages to capturing members of the Disaster Cult before it even occurs, effectively nipping the chaos in the bud.

No one knows how these "disaster cult members" were exposed.

It was as if a pair of eyes overlooking the truth of everything in the capital was assisting the Bureau of Extraordinary Affairs.

Let them manage the Great Xia in an orderly manner.

At least for now, the social order is not much different from before the announcement of the Necromancer game.

It was filled with a stable and peaceful state.

In contrast, the past five days have seen widespread unrest and riots in various parts of the world.

[Members of the Disaster Cult] act arrogantly and domineeringly outside.

It has caused chaos in the internal affairs of countless small countries.

Even the Tower of Order was so busy that it started asking Great Xia for help.

The Bureau of Extraordinary Events demonstrated their power to the world.

The title of the No. 1 organization of the spiritual disaster has been completely solidified.

Of course, Wu Wang didn't care about this.

After all, he had spent the last few days in Beijing eating, drinking, shopping, and sightseeing with his second sister.

The expenses were even fully reimbursed by Xiaoxiao.

They had a great time.

Until the day before the [public beta], which was the day Wu Wang entered the instance.

He sat on the sofa in the living room of the villa.

Wu Xiaoyou, who seemed a little anxious, asked, "Is Xiaoxiao really alright?"

She was referring to the fact that the source of the "Childhood Lock" curse was likely related to the "Pluto Research Institute".

In response, Wu Wang simply shook his head and said, "I've already asked her. She got the curse from a certain BOSS in the dungeon. It's similar to Ethan's [Deathrattle effect]. In other words, Xiao Xiao was just unlucky enough to kill him, and then the curse came to her."

"The curse should have been placed on that dungeon boss. Now that the dungeon is cleared, I can't go back to find out the details. I might as well wait until I go to Antarctica to find out."

After saying that, his expression changed.

It's clear that we're about to enter a dungeon.

He raised his hand and waved at Wu Xiaoyou, who was about to say something.

He said casually, "See you later... Oh, the flow of time in reality shouldn't have changed much."

"That is, see you in one second."

brush--

When he finished saying that.

The understated luxury of the villa's living room instantly paled in comparison.

The smell of the fresh air from the air conditioner is like the scent of grass and trees in a primeval forest, and the aroma of freshly turned soil after rain.

Wu Xiaoyou's worried figure also grew taller and more imposing.

Or rather, that wasn't the second sister.

We have now entered the instance world.

What appeared before Wu Wang was already some kind of NPC.

[Nightmare-level solo competitive dungeon has been matched]

Welcome to the Spirit Disaster Comedy Show!

[Number of players in the instance: Unknown]

[Instance Description: Everyone has their own predetermined path. The butcher's child will still be a butcher when he grows up, the chairman's son will inherit the company, and the banker's son will still be a new banker.]

However, your arrival will subtly alter this predetermined course.

Please unleash your imagination!

Please feel free to rewrite this world.

Please bring your unique story to the audience in this vast world.

[Your score depends on how engaging the story is]

Main Quest: Win first place on the leaderboard of the Calamity Fun Show.

Side Quest 1: See through the host's disguise before the first story ends.

Side Quest 2: Steal the Fragments of the Past

Side Quest 3: Obtain an interview qualification for the "Disaster Fun Show"

[Basic completion reward: Unknown]

[Hidden Rewards——Unknown Conditions]

May you find your own death.

"Oh? That's interesting..."

"A solo arena dungeon? I think this is the first time I've ever been matched with this type of dungeon."

"And this time, the Abyss God didn't cause any trouble? He let me see the main quest right away?"

"This isn't right, is there some kind of trap I'm being set up for?"

The saying goes, "Once bitten by a snake, twice shy."

Almost every time I enter a dungeon, I end up as a cavalry unit with a code.

Suddenly, Wu Wang was made to stand up and become an infantryman to experience the uncensored pleasure.

This guy's first reaction was—there's a trap.

Moreover, the entire description before entering the instance exudes an eerie feeling.

First, the number of players in the dungeon is unknown; second, the side quests even include [Fragments of the Past]; and finally, even the basic completion rewards are unknown.

Where can I find a dungeon like this?! They don't even tell me what I get after clearing it!

Anyone can see there's something wrong with this dungeon!

"League leaderboard..."

Wu Wang frowned as he pondered the relationship between the so-called points leaderboard and individual competition.

If he guessed correctly.

The number of players in the instance is said to be unknown.

But there are definitely quite a few players involved.

However, unlike previous team dungeons, everyone in this dungeon is a competitor to each other.

Everyone fights for themselves. That's individual competition.

Does that mean only the person ranked first in points can become the final survivor?

hiss……

Would the game "Disaster" offer such an unfair dungeon?

From the very beginning, it was destined that only one person could survive.

Oh, I think I also experienced a beginner dungeon that should have been a complete disaster.

That's okay.

Wu Wang shook his head and decided to save these questions in his mind for the time being.

Since things have come to this, let's take a look at what the dungeon environment is like.

There is always a way when you reach the mountain!
His gaze was fixed on the tall, imposing figure not far away—

It was a guy sitting in a rocking chair, wrapped in a thick cotton coat and wearing a hat.

The hat was pulled down so low that it was impossible to tell her face or gender.

He just lay there without saying a word.

I seem to be in a cabin in a rural forest right now.

There wasn't even a trace of bricks on the surrounding walls.

Only rough, stacked logs formed the walls, from which the fishy smell of moss seeped out.

Grayish-green lichens and algae slowly gnawed at the beams on the door frame, spiderwebs covered the crooked chimney pipe behind the NPC, and only cooled ashes remained under the tin furnace in front of him.

At dusk, the orange-red sunlight slanted in through the wooden window.

The light shone precisely on the lower half of the person's body, around their waist, while completely plunging their upper body into shadow.

Only Wu Wang and the other party were inside the wooden house.

No one spoke first.

Only the old, yellowed rocking chair hummed with each sway, like the weary joints of an old man slowly stretching, as if they might break at any moment.

creak-

creak-

The atmosphere became slightly tense.

After all, it was thanks to Wu Wang's thorough understanding of him.

With her incredibly low charm rating, NPCs she meets for the first time rarely have a good impression of her.

Who knows if we should take a step forward rashly now?

He stood up and it was a burly man who tore himself apart with his bare hands.

Speaking of which...

Why do my clothes look so strange?
Wu Wang took a moment to examine his own attire.

“A scarlet cloak large enough to cover my entire body, with mud-splattered round-toed leather shoes under the skirt, and a wicker basket draped over my arm containing several freshly baked rye loaves of bread…”

"This image... seems somewhat familiar?"

"Wait a minute!"

The appearance of the skirt proves that her role should be female.

Add to that his signature red cape.

It's almost identical to the image of a certain Red Riding Hood.

However, careful observation can reveal some clues.

At least, I am an adult, not a child.

Moreover, although her clothes appeared normal, there was actually a layer of fine metallic clothing underneath her skirt.

If you slightly lift the hem of the skirt, you can see that this thing is a kind of armor made of many iron plates fastened together.

The armor extends from the shoulders and arms down to the knees, with iron plates about the size of coins, clearly indicating it's a type of ancient chainmail crafted with strong protection against cold weapons.

A silver sword was hidden at his waist, concealed by the cloak.

Rather than calling myself a Red Hat.

Rather, he was more like a medieval knight.

Cough cough cough—

Before Wu Wang could even get closer to examine the "grandmother" in the rocking chair,

The other person couldn't help but start coughing violently.

However, the cough sounded rather strange.

It sounded more like the roar of some kind of wild beast.

This guy's identity seems self-evident.

"Uh, friend? Why does your voice sound so rough?" Wu Wang teased, turning slightly to the side.

The other party seemed startled by this unexpected question.

He stammered, "That's because I have a cold and I'm sick."

As he spoke, the two sides of his hat, which were not human-like at all but more like animal ears, stood up uncontrollably.

This scene happened to fall into Wu Wang's eyes.

After all, this is a dungeon world, so the fact that monsters can talk doesn't seem so strange.

He subtly reached his hand into the wicker basket.

His expression suddenly turned strange.

This wicker basket seems to contain more than just rye bread.

There seems to be something strange about it.

Instead of retreating, he advanced, taking a step forward.

He continued, "Then why are your ears so big?"

“So that I can hear you better, my friend,” the other person said in a low voice.

The foul stench emanating from its mouth kept seeping into Wu Wang's nostrils.

A pair of wolf eyes, as large as copper bells, gleamed with a ghostly green light in the shadows.

"Then why are your eyes so big too?" Wu Wang came to the rocking chair.

He slowly handed over the wicker basket containing rye bread.

"So that I can see you more clearly, my friend."

The other person seemed to want to reach out and take the wicker basket.

But those scaly claws stretched Grandma's gloves until they were bulging.

They even pierced the gloves at the fingertips to reveal sharp, pointed claws.

Some traces of blood can still be faintly seen on it.

This isn't even a wild animal's claw.

More like some non-existent mutated monster, or a fish-man that crawled out of the sea.

"Hey friend, how come your hands are just as big?"

When it comes to this.

A sharp glint, colder than that of a wild beast, flashed in Wu Wang's eyes.

Escape? That option simply doesn't exist for him.

He just confirmed it a little.

There are no player restrictions in this instance.

In other words, you can normally take items out of your backpack and use them.

If I were completely powerless, all I would have was rye bread.

If you say you want to eat me, I won't argue with you.

But if I were Doraemon now, I could use gadgets.

You even said you wanted to eat me.

Then we need to sit down and have a serious talk.

"So that I can hold you better, my friend."

The mutated monster watched as Wu Wang got so close.

His whole body trembled with excitement.

His sharp teeth were clearly visible when he spoke, and thick saliva dripped down the corners of his mouth.

"Then why is your mouth so frighteningly big?"

"for……"

Before the other person could even open their mouth to answer the question.

Wu Wang then suddenly pulled something out of the rye bread.

However, he didn't even have time to aim the thing at the monster.

The other person suddenly slid off the rocking chair with a thud.

He knelt on the ground, trembling, and said, "I'm making such a big slap on the face so I can better beg for your mercy!"

"I have an eighty-year-old mother to support and an eight-year-old child to raise!"

"Why are you chasing me all over the forest?! Please, please let me go!"

"The Witcher—Lord Jessie!"

(End of this chapter)