Immortal I Speedrun Supernatural Game

Chapter 350 We are the center of the world
"Protagonist's halo!"

"You mean—the world revolves around us?"

Although the idea that the world revolves around oneself might seem a bit childish, Wang Xianzhi could sense that this was what the fall of Wu meant.

Seeing her reaction.

Wu Wang raised an eyebrow and smiled, "I don't know if you're a hardcore gamer in real life, but I used to love playing games for a while. Back then, my goal was just to study game development and software engineering, but that didn't affect my love for games."

"Let's take some well-known open-world games as examples, such as The Witcher 3 and Red Dead Redemption 2."

"As you play, you'll find that whenever you arrive at a new area, there will always be some so-called 'quests' waiting for you to complete, and there will always be some NPCs who are more or less connected to you, and some events will definitely happen between you."

"Of course, I'm not referring to the fact that my badge is vibrating, or that there must be some kind of pile driver incident involving a female sorceress who knows Gwent nearby."

"Instead, it's a kind of advancement in the main or side story of the game."

It can be said that this word awakens the dreamer.

Wu Wang's analogy immediately gave Wang Xianzhi a sense of sudden enlightenment.

Exactly! In a sense, aren't players just game characters? Everything experienced in each instance is part of completing a main quest.

It's just that this game is more brutal.

Death is a real thing.

The situation becomes even more obvious when viewed in the current instance.

For example, you and your widow plan to go to the forest to find the shapeshifting witch, and you happen to witness her being murdered by a business rival.

Because of the widow's dual identity as a witcher and a druid, the shapeshifter witch didn't make things too difficult for the two of them.

Instead, they were given a mission to investigate the Deep Ones' anomalies in Innsmouth, and they would be rewarded with brewing potions upon their return.

Isn't this just a common trope in role-playing games?
What if the two of them hadn't come here to find the witch? Would she still have encountered these things and wanted someone to investigate?

Wang Xianzhi was unaware of this.

But upon closer reflection, she realized the changes she had made during her long time in the instance.

It seems that most of the changes she makes will encounter various problems during the process, and then she will solve them.

For example, there must have been fierce battles when the nobles were driven out of Sego Castle; when certain laws were implemented, it was inevitable that the interests of some people would be affected, causing them to retaliate; even the development of certain crafts and technologies would attract the covetous eyes of various people. In fact, Wu Wang came to Sego Castle because he was commissioned by the Queen of the neighboring Via Castle.

I used to think that since we were changing the original story trajectory, we would inevitably encounter obstacles.

And the more obstacles she encountered, the more she felt that she was on the right track.

Because this means that the original trajectory of the story she changed is becoming more bizarre and exciting.

But Wu Wang suddenly said that.

This made Wang Xianzhi realize something—

"Is this instance world like a game, with quests deliberately placed in certain areas for us to trigger, just to see how we complete them?"

These remarks made Wu Wang shake his head.

He said in a serious tone, "I'm afraid it's not just that. I suspect these [missions] will come to you on their own, giving you the illusion that 'this is unexpected'."

"Take this case of the shapeshifting witch, for example."

"If we hadn't come looking for her, the runaway rat swarm that had been ravaging the wasteland wouldn't have been eliminated by you beforehand. Where do you think they would have ended up after rampaging around everywhere?"

I can almost recall that exhilarating battle from not long ago.

Wang Xianzhi carefully considered the direction the rat swarm came from and the direction it went.

His face involuntarily turned pale.

He said through gritted teeth, "Sego Castle...they'll be back at Sego Castle sooner or later!"

After all, the closest human settlement to this forest was Sego Castle, where the two had set off.

Snapped--

Wu Wang snapped his fingers.

Nodding in agreement, he continued his reasoning: "If you were the person in charge of Sego Castle, and it was inexplicably attacked by a swarm of rats, would you anxiously wait to die in the castle?"

"Don't forget, we're the Calamity players whose goal is to change the course of the story."

"You might think that in the original storyline, this rat swarm, which was powerful enough to destroy Sego Castle, would definitely bring annihilation to the people, but now, because of you, the people in the castle have survived."

"My God, so many lives lost! This must be a major storyline change! Oh my god, and I've got so many points, it seems this path is definitely the right one!"

Wu Wang said the last sentence in an extremely exaggerated tone.

Its exaggeration is no less than that of celebrities eating on some variety shows, where their first bite is accompanied by a rather dramatic "Wow!" expression.

This slightly sarcastic performance infuriated Wang Xianzhi so much that the veins on his forehead bulged.

When do people get angry?

It's either when you're inexplicably insulted, or when someone actually makes a valid point.

Clearly, we now belong to the latter category.

If such a thing were to happen, Wang Xianzhi felt that he might actually have the same idea that Wu Wang had described, presumptuously believing that he had prevented such a calamity from happening.

The castle, which should have perished, survived.

The trajectory of that story will certainly change even more.

Subsequently, in order to expand this change, one would likely trace the source of the rat swarm and try to eliminate it.

finally--

You will come to the forest, find the shapeshifting witch, and maybe even bump into her just as she's passed out from choking on a fishbone at the door of the cabin.

She might think that giving herself a commission now would at most mean that the excuse of being a witcher or druid would be gone.

“Even if I do nothing in the castle, I will be guided by all sorts of seemingly unexpected events to find the shapeshifting witch?” Wang Xianzhi’s face grew paler.

In other words, even if there were no widows.

What just happened could happen to me as well.

This is the predetermined story trajectory.

Absolutely no change whatsoever!
This moment made Wang Xianzhi realize an even more serious problem.

Perhaps it's not that my previous story wasn't interesting enough, or that I haven't found the ending of the story for so long.

The truth is far more cruel—

Own……

The story continues smoothly along the original trajectory!

"Why? Since the storyline hasn't changed, why am I still getting so many points? The previous player only earned three or four hundred points before being wiped out, according to what he revealed about the previous players' scores."

"I definitely have the highest score so far!"

Why did the wrong choice get the highest score?

Wang Xianzhi felt his mind was a little confused, and the thought that all his long-term attempts and changes had been in vain gave him a headache.

She looked like she realized something.

Wu Wang slowly stood up and turned his gaze back to the shapeshifting witch.

The other person was squatting on the ground, rubbing the mutated head of the Corruption Demon like he was teasing a dog, muttering to himself about which parts could be improved.

Wu Wang squinted and uttered a conjecture that Wang Xianzhi found unbelievable—

"If, I mean if."

"The dungeon descriptions we've heard, and even the subsequent announcements about earning points, are not from the system of the Spirit Disaster game."

"Instead, the so-called 'host' was mimicking the system prompts in some way."

"Doesn't that make sense?"

Thump thump— Thump thump—

Wang Xianzhi's heart began to race.

She is the World card in the Major Arcana of the Tarot.

She oversees most of the details of the organization's operation and development.

She's definitely not the most powerful Spirit Disaster player in the Tarot Club, otherwise she wouldn't need to create something like combat armor to protect herself.

In a sense, fire phobia is caused by one's own relative weakness or past experience of being bullied because of weakness.

But she's definitely one of the fastest-thinking players in the Tarot community.

Otherwise, they wouldn't have been able to catch up with Wu Wang's leaps of thought so quickly.

"yes……"

"Our criterion for judging whether the story has changed is whether this action can earn points."

"If the host is giving hints, and he deliberately gives wrong hints, then we won't even realize that we have changed the course of the story."

"He even guided me to deliberately perfect the story's trajectory."

The thought that this might actually be true is puzzling.

The blue and white combat armor instantly appeared on Wang Xianzhi's body.

With the clicking sound of gears meshing coming from various parts, just like the Autobots in Transformers, a cannon muzzle the size of a fist appeared on its arm in the blink of an eye.

A murderous glint flashed in his eyes as he aimed at the shapeshifting witch behind Wu Wang.

Since one's actions may have already been guided by the "host," and the more one thinks about how to change the story, the more likely one is to fall into a trap.

Then give up all thinking.

Simply activate the easy massacre mode.

Surely this can't also follow the original storyline of the [host], right?
"Wow! Calm down! Calm down!"

Wu Wang stretched out his finger and pressed it against the dark muzzle of the cannon, indicating that he had other ways to break the deadlock.

The shapeshifting witch behind him stood up with a cold face, showing no fear in her eyes.

He said in a disdainful tone, "Although I don't know why this nobleman suddenly became murderous towards me, you don't actually think that such a low-level gunpowder reaction and high-temperature explosion can kill me, do you?"

As soon as she finished speaking, her entire complexion turned emerald green.

The exposed skin on the face and hands also began to show patterns similar to tree trunks.

In just a few seconds.

The shapeshifting witch transformed from an unremarkable, strange woman into a humanoid plant monster.

What's even more chilling is...

She did not move in this vegetative state; instead, roots sprouted from her legs and connected to the vines of the wooden house, and she disappeared from the spot.

The next second, a deafening sound echoed throughout the room—

"I am the forest! The ancient trees will flourish again! Life goes on!"

As the sound rang out, the face of a shapeshifting witch appeared on the trunks of almost every tree in the forest.

They opened their eyes and rose up from the ground.

Looking up at the tall wooden house in mid-air, they resembled pilgrims.

Tens of millions of tree-men asked in unison, "How can you kill me?"

As the instigator of the rat infestation.

Although the rat swarm escaped due to the loss of control, the shapeshifting witch was still able to perceive her surroundings through them.

Therefore, she was already aware of Wang Xianzhi's mecha bombardment.

Simply pouring firepower into the forest is not enough to instantly level it.

This forest is no small woodland.

Instead, it is a super-large forest that stretches down a mountain range.

As long as the forest exists, one will not truly be killed.

As long as there is one tree, it can continuously generate more trees, thus forming a virtuous cycle.

Here, we'll wage a war of attrition against the shapeshifting witch.

All she could say was that even a giant dragon would have to collapse from exhaustion and kneel on the ground to sing "Conquer" to itself.

Wang Xianzhi's expression gradually turned ugly.

There's no way to kill him.

The tasks might be part of a storyline designed by the host.

Even according to the widow's reasoning, there might be problems with the description of the copy.

Does that mean this dungeon is unsolvable?

In response, Wu Wang picked up the tea on the table and drank it all in one gulp to moisten his throat.

He said calmly, "It's not unsolvable. In fact, no matter how many problems arise in the dungeon description, there must be some real content involved."

"After all, it's only by mixing the real and the fake together that we can fool so many of you high-level players so thoroughly."

"Let's now think of the copy as a storybook, and the host will assume the role of the storybook's author."

"The pen is in its hand, and we are its protagonists. No matter what we do, even if we can actually kill the shapeshifting witch here, it only needs to revise this part of the story to 'Wang Xianzhi kills the witch in a fit of rage,' and our actions will still follow the normal story trajectory in the book."

"We are the center of this world."

Wu Wang's lips curled up slightly.

He looked around with great interest.

It was as if they were searching for some unseen, invisible person.

He continued, "In this situation, there's only one way for the story to end—"

"Find the person who has the pen."

"The part described in the dungeon description is actually not the main quest for points! It's a side quest where you capture people!"

"The host is not writing from a godlike perspective or from a higher dimension; he truly exists within this instance!"

“Once we catch this guy, he won’t be able to write anymore! Because he can’t simply revise his life with a pen.”

After saying this, Wu Wang looked at Wang Xianzhi.

He waved for the other party to put away the combat armor and said seriously, "Believe me, stories can be long or short, and their end is just a matter of a thought."

"To give an example, if the host can keep the story going for so many years, then I can easily write a short story in just one sentence."

"I could even add the long-standing feuds and grudges between three sects."

These words made Wang Xian subconsciously tilt his head and show a puzzled expression.

Dude, are you serious?
How can a single sentence convey so much information?

Can a whole story be told in just one sentence?

Do you want to listen to what you are saying?
Seeing her incredulous expression, Wu Wang solemnly fabricated a story:
"【You must be a Tencent shill from Tieba, trying to suppress miHoYo】"

"See, it's finished now?"

Wang Xianzhi: "?"

Pollution Demon: "?"

Shapeshifting Witch: "?"

(End of this chapter)