Immortal I Speedrun Supernatural Game

Chapter 382 Only children make choices! I want them all!
"Excuse me, why don't you go find the president and the others now, Brother Saint?"

After Wu Wang cleaned up all the flesh-and-blood angels in the room.

He led the Mongolian top laner around the building.

It seemed to be searching for something.

This prompted the other party to ask questions out of curiosity.

If Wu Wang were really looking for the witch and Wang Xianzhi, he wouldn't need to go to such lengths to wander around.

He only needs to appear in the area of ​​the [Living Map] where stars still exist.

Once the witch notices his name has reappeared on the map, she will definitely rush over as quickly as possible.

Hearing this question, Wu Wang said helplessly, "Then let me ask you, do you think a normal person would like to get beaten up?"

Although I don't know what he is talking about.

But the Mongolian top laner still shook his head in denial.

Pain is definitely something that is difficult for normal people to accept; no one likes it from the bottom of their heart.

“Very well, so you think that after I went crazy in front of that witch, then ran away to wake up this building, and then went to her and said, ‘Haha, it was all a misunderstanding, I was just joking, you will forgive me, right?’”

"Will she believe it?"

The Mongolian top laner remained silent.

Indeed, witches are unlikely to believe the widow's story.

At least he wouldn't believe it while he was still able to move freely.

I reckon that once they meet, she won't care what the widow says; she'll just have to subdue him right away.

From the witch's perspective, the widow is definitely in a state of mental impairment.

You can't believe a word he says.

"No, it's not just about uniforms."

"I'm definitely going to get a good beating."

"From a physiognomy perspective, that woman is petty. Who knows if she'll take revenge and beat someone until she's satisfied?"

"I'm not a masochist. Why would I go looking for her and get beaten up if I know I can't beat her?"

Wu Wang said in a very serious tone.

And then they opened the door to the toilet.

However, behind the door was not the toilet facility as expected, but a bedroom with understated yet luxurious decor.

His words also made the Mongolian top laner's lips twitch.

So you knew you couldn't beat her!

Then why the hell did this?!
Who says nobody likes getting beaten up? I bet you're just asking for it.
The Mongolian top laner sighed and asked, "So what are we going to do now?"

"Of course, we need to solve the problem!" Wu Wang looked at him like he was an idiot and said, "The building has awakened but the game isn't over yet. We have to find a way to end the game, right? Were you just assimilated into the brain by the flesh angel?"

Mongolian top laner: "..."

If you hadn't pulled this stunt, the game would have been over long ago!

If it weren't for the severe abdominal pain and the fact that he couldn't defeat Wu Wang, he would be in trouble.

We need to beat this kid up first.

Speaking of being assimilated by flesh-and-blood angels...

The Mongolian top laner looked down at his waist.

The rib flaring did not recover; it just stopped worsening.

I don't know if this counts as a form of pollution, or if it will remain incurable even after I return to reality.

“I found a brocade pouch in the secret room, which mentioned that the [Fragment of the Past] was split into two parts by a certain ritual.”

"They are the rhombus-shaped gemstone and the building itself, which is why they can influence and control each other."

"Here, take a look for yourself."

As Wu Wang spoke, he tossed the brocade pouch in his hand to the Mongolian top laner.

Upon receiving it, they were astonished to find that it was the very same brocade pouch that the wandering Taoist priest had sent to the Prince's mansion, as recorded in the biography of the Prince's general.

As he scrolled down further, he suddenly realized what was going on.

"Oh...you intend to use the modification method in the brocade pouch to restart the ritual and sever the connection between the rhombus-shaped gem and the building."

"Will this restore the building to normal and end the game?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Wu Wang frowned.

He shook his head and said, "No, I plan to combine them into one and restore them to the original [Fragment of the Past]."

Mongolian top laner: "..."

He suddenly realized that the widow's mind might still be affected.

I can understand every single word.

But when put together, they seem somewhat unfamiliar.

What do you mean by saying you plan to restore the [Fragments of the Past] to their original state?
Huh? Answer me! Say something!
Wu Wang entered the bedroom.

I looked up and saw the neatly arranged eyeballs on the bedside table.

And the image of the computer desk turning into a pile of bones.

His expression grew increasingly serious.

It seems that changes to the buildings are still ongoing.

Different environments have begun to merge, and who knows what changes might occur next.

Most importantly, after the flesh-and-blood angels were resurrected.

He was no longer able to alter the spatial connections of the building using the rhombus-shaped gems.

Now, all enclosed spaces within the building, including doors, drawers, and cabinets, are part of the overall structure.

Opening it now will randomly lead to any location.

No one deliberately controlled their direction, and everything began to become chaotic and disorderly.

He casually opened all the doors.

Look at the environment behind them.

Wu Wang shook his head; these places were all too far from the ceremony site.

The scene of that ceremony was buried in another secret room within the royal palace.

But the secret chamber had already been sealed off by the general on the very day the ceremony was completed.

In other words, there are currently no doors leading to that secret room.

You can only go to the room next to the secret room and then break through the wall to get in.

Thinking of this, Wu Wang opened a safe hidden under the pile of bones; this was a safe belonging to the villa environment.

Immediately, a smile appeared on his face.

Luckily, the room the safe led to was very close to the ceremony site.

He immediately lay down and crawled into the safe.

This made the Mongolian top laner sigh.

Well, we're already here, we can't just let the widow disappear again.

He had no choice but to follow.

However, while climbing out of the safe...

His eyes instantly went blank.

"Where the hell did I get this?!"

To be honest, he wasn't surprised where the safe led after he climbed in, because the spatial connection had been altered.

Even crawling out of the latrine of the Prince's mansion would be within the bounds of reason.

But why should I have climbed out of the barracks?

That's right! The familiar surroundings made the Mongolian top laner feel a little disoriented.

Whether it's the creaking bunk beds or the pungent smell of sweat after summer training, the atmosphere is still vibrant.

My roommate on the top bunk snored like thunder, while the guy in the next bunk mumbled in his sleep.

Everything was exactly as he remembered it.

This is not part of the Prince's Palace.

Instead, it was the dormitory of the Mongolian top laner before he became a Lingzai player, when he was an artilleryman in the Iron Roar Battalion of the 7th Artillery Brigade.

People also called it a barracks.

"Zeng Rui? What are you doing? Standing by the door in the middle of the night instead of sleeping, getting chilly?" The squad leader's voice came from the bed not far away.

He seemed to have been awakened by the noise of the Mongolian player opening the gate.

Barefoot, he got out of bed and pulled Zeng Rui into the room.

He closed the door and said irritably, "If you can't sleep, just roll around in bed a few times. Don't open the door and get caught by the white hats, or they'll come after me."

Feeling the warmth emanating from the squad leader's arm as he held it.

His expression immediately became tense.

He said, trembling, "Zhang Ban, you...you're really Zhang Ban?"

These words left Squad Leader Zhang, who had just been complaining, somewhat bewildered.

He subconsciously patted Zeng Rui's head.

He muttered that he didn't have a fever.

He then patted Zeng Rui on the shoulder, rolled his eyes, and said, "That's enough. What's this about real or fake? You'll know whether it's real or fake when I do extra practice tomorrow."

"Go to sleep now and stop making noise. You have to take the night shift later."

After saying that, he went back to his bed and lay down to sleep.

Zeng Rui also lay down on his side on his familiar bed.

He subconsciously waved his hand in the air.

He was unable to open the backpack.

It seems that such a thing doesn't even exist.

What kind of game is "Spirit Disaster"? What kind of dungeon is it where you face a life-or-death crisis at any moment?

It all felt like a nightmare I had.

But everything is so real, shouldn't I be thinking about whether this makes sense?

But for some reason, Zeng Rui felt dizzy and lightheaded.

It seems they don't want to use any of their brainpower to think about all this anomaly.

Just as he was drifting off to sleep in bed, he was in a daze.

A sudden, sharp pain shot through my abdomen.

The excruciating pain made him break out in a cold sweat.

The environment in my vision began to blur and flicker wildly.

In the blink of an eye, it transformed into a dilapidated-looking study.

There was a guy squatting in front of me with a blank expression.

He was desperately trying to break his outward-facing ribs with his hands.

It was this intense pain that awakened him.

"Ouch...it hurts!"

"Stop breaking it, bro! I'm awake! I'm awake!"

Hearing the Mongolian top laner's howl, Wu Wang slowly released his grip. He asked seriously, "What did you just see?"

After climbing over the safe, Wu Wang noticed that the Mongolian top laner behind him had just climbed over and was now lying motionless on the ground.

When they turned him over, they were shocked to find that his ribs were starting to flare out again, and the skin on his back continued to make tearing sounds.

The contamination by the flesh-and-blood angels continues to worsen!
After a moment's hesitation, the Mongolian top laner recounted everything that had happened to him.

As he spoke, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but turn up slightly.

His time in the military was the most relaxing period of his life.

Of course, this doesn't refer to physical relaxation; the high-intensity training every day still requires gritting one's teeth to persevere.

This is a form of psychological relaxation.

You don't need to worry about social relationships or the cutthroat competition in your job or business.

It was nothing like the fear and trepidation I felt every time I entered a dungeon after becoming a player of the Spirit Disaster.

The only thing I need to do each day is follow orders.

He quite likes this kind of life.

The squad leader also praised him, saying he was born to be a soldier.

After hearing the Mongolian top laner's description, Wu Wang's eyes darted around wildly.

He muttered to himself, "Don't actually get caught up in it. Once you believe that the other side is reality, you'll probably turn into a flesh-and-blood angel."

"Damn it, these guys even know how to use people's weaknesses to manipulate them. It's impossible to guard against them."

These words made the Mongolian top laner feel somewhat ashamed.

He certainly didn't want to become a flesh-and-blood angel.

To be honest, even though I realized something was wrong while I was in the illusion, my mind was completely unable to think anything more.

It seems there's no way to stop the corruption of flesh-and-blood angels!
"Wait a minute... I think I've figured it out!"

Just then, Wu Wang suddenly slapped his thigh and said.

The force was so great that a handprint was left on his leg.

The Mongolian top laner, in pain, yelled, "Why the hell are you slapping your own thigh? It's not you who's in pain when you slap mine! What have you figured out?"

He struggled to his feet to avoid being "accidentally injured" by the widow again.

Wu Wang walked to the edge of the study and reached out to feel the material on the wall, which looked like concrete but had a strange softness.

He sighed and said, "I want to understand why you were still corrupted even though no flesh-and-blood angels appeared."

"Because flesh-and-blood angels are everywhere."

"This building itself is a gigantic, fleshy angel! We are all inside its body!"

"So, if you stay there for too long, you will naturally experience the same effect as when you were staring at the flesh-and-blood angel and it became corrupted."

"And we need to hurry, because it hasn't completely turned into a flesh and blood angel yet; the basic structure of the building still exists."

"If things really have changed, I don't think we'll be able to break through the flesh and blood angel's body with brute force."

After saying that, Wu Wang swung his sword at the wall.

Between the severed concrete sections, capillaries connected them, and what fell to the ground were not stones, but thick blood seeping from between the walls.

It seems that the changes in the environment have become quite distorted.

It may not be long before even concrete disappears, leaving only organs and tissues made of flesh and blood.

Wu Wang could even feel its body temperature on the wall.

Without the slightest hesitation, he opened all the doors, drawers, and cabinets that led to other rooms.

Choose a passage that brings you closer and jump in.

He also warned the Mongolian top laner: "You'd better be careful, or you'll suffer a lot."

The Mongolian top laner took a deep breath and nodded emphatically in response: "Yeah! I understand! I won't succumb... Hmm? What pain? Is that a beautiful dream over there?"

Unexpectedly, Wu Wang said calmly:
"What I mean is—every time you fall into depravity, I'll crush a bone to wake you up from the pain."

"Friendly reminder: there are 206 bones in the human body. I hope you can hang in there."

The Mongolian top laner suddenly felt a chill.

My bones felt like they were starting to ache.

Suddenly, I felt my Dao heart had become much stronger.

Because he could tell from the expression on the face of the deceased that this guy absolutely meant what he said.

And after being woken up by the pain, I had to thank him.

He absolutely doesn't want it!
The two began moving between different rooms.

Sometimes it would burst through the door and run wildly, and sometimes it would dart into a drawer like Doraemon.

He even occasionally opens the toilet seat and jumps in.

In the chaotic spatial connections.

They struggled to get closer to their destination.

Finally, after Wu Wang crushed three of the Mongolian top laner's ribs and expressed his gratitude through gritted teeth.

They finally arrived at the secret chamber next to the ceremony site.

Wu Wang felt the rhombus-shaped gem in his hand react violently to the other side of the wall.

He took out [Xiaochuan].

"If the building itself is a flesh-and-blood angel, then can it also be a target of attack?"

"Any target that can be attacked will have a weakness!"

Wu Wang held his breath and relaxed his grip on [Xiao Chuan] slightly, his breathing becoming calmer as well.

A moment later, he saw a red "weak point" slowly appear on the wall.

In an instant, the sword moved at will.

He swung the sword towards the [weak point].

Two large enough passageways to crawl through suddenly appeared in the wall.

"Huh? Why are there two passages?" Wu Wang was a little stunned.

He only struck once with his sword!

But Wu Wang soon noticed something was different.

These two seemingly identical passageways lead to a pitch-black, sealed chamber that appears to have been closed for countless years.

The other one was the young master's room where I first entered the game.

Paper and pens, as well as the ballot box that looked like a piece of meat, were still on the table.

Suddenly, a line of words drawn in blood appeared on the wall—

[Please let the contestants vote out the real culprit]

Wu Wang immediately understood the meaning of the two passages.

Return to the original room and vote to find the real culprit to end the game.

Clearly, this prompt is not from [Fragments of the Past].

After all, it couldn't wait to tear Wu Wang, that ant, to pieces; how could it possibly let him leave?

These bloodstains were likely added secretly by Nightmare using the host's privileges.

It's like saying, "I'll let you off the hook, come out and collect your reward, then get lost."

Unfortunately, if Wu Wang really wanted to end the game directly, he wouldn't have needed to awaken the buildings' life in the first place.

So he said to the wall of blood:
"Let me off the hook? You'll see if I let you off the hook or not!"

The next second, the bloodstains on the wall changed.

Nightmare manipulated the display screen to avoid the audience's view.

He spoke directly to Wu Wang on the wall—

[Game over! I promise your personal rewards will be doubled!]

To be honest, when Wu Wang used the rhombus-shaped gem to cut open the wall of the secret chamber...

He was indeed panicked.

I am just a host hired by the program team, no matter how popular or famous I become as a big star.

He also did not forget that his identity and status were given to him by the program team.

If this kid were to combine the rhombus-shaped gem and the building into one, making it a true "Fragment of the Past" once again, he would be in serious trouble.

Then you'll be out of a job.

After all, this thing was a prop given to the production team by the Venerable One! I have no right to decide its whereabouts!

However, Wu Wangcai was not buying it.

He grinned dismissively and said, "Double the reward? Do you think I care?"

"Why didn't it spare me when it threw me into the chamber of hundreds of flesh-and-blood angels? Why didn't it spare Panda and the Predator when they were trapped and dying in the room? Why didn't it spare this guy behind me when it tortured him beyond recognition? And the witch who's blocking my way outside, ready to beat me up, go ask her if she can spare me now?"

"You're saying you're not going to fight now? Too late!"

"I want to end the game, and I want the fragments too!"

"Only children make choices! I want them all!"

Wu Wang's proud and upright posture didn't resemble that of a robber trying to steal props from the show's production team at all.

There's even a strange sense of injustice and self-righteousness.

Because in his opinion—

This thing has the sealing aura of the [Desire Sea Spirit Lord] on it.

This proves that it originally belonged to the big boss.

The big boss had promised to reward him in this instance.

Knowing that the eldest sister is still alive and asleep in [Xiaochuan] in her soul state is already the greatest reward.

But what if this [Fragment of the Past] is also one of the rewards from the big boss?
His not denying it is tantamount to agreeing!

The equation is solved instantly!

If we round it off, this thing is originally mine!

Now I'm not robbing the production team.

Instead, isn't it perfectly reasonable to take back what belongs to me legitimately?

Therefore, Wu Wang completely ignored the other conditions that Nightmare intended to offer.

He dragged the devastated Mongolian top laner into the dark, secret room.

That is, the location of the heart of this enormous flesh and blood angel.

At the same time, a glimmer of starlight also twinkled in the room.

The next second, two figures appeared in front of the flesh and blood wall that was about to heal.

"You little rascal, I've found you."

"World, don't stop me, I'm going to beat him into a pig's head later!"

Wang Xianzhi glanced at his tattered combat armor in his backpack.

He also said viciously, "Let's not even talk about how his bullshit plan shattered my armor."

"He saved someone, why isn't he coming to find us?"

"If it weren't for the Mongolian top laner leaving a note briefly explaining the situation, we'd still be completely in the dark!"

"Trying to stop you? I'll kick you a couple of times if I want to!"

(End of this chapter)