Immortal I Speedrun Supernatural Game

Chapter 407 Holy crap, this is awesome!

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Jiang Rou calmly organized the mountain of medical books, arranging them systematically according to their size and placing them in the living room.

That way, it will be much easier for her to call the islanders to move it after she finishes cleaning up.

"What do you plan to do with these medical books?" Wu Wang asked bluntly.

Jiang Rou looked at the book "Neurosurgery" in her hand and weighed it in her hand.

It's very thick and heavy.

He placed it on a neatly arranged spot and smiled, "Of course it's for Doctor Shangguan. He's the only doctor on the island, so it wouldn't be of any use to anyone else. I'm sure he'll like these medical books too."

Upon hearing this, Wu Wang fell silent for a moment.

He felt it was inappropriate.

Jiang Sze must have some purpose in reading these books.

Since he deliberately avoids the islanders and lives alone here reading medical books, who knows what secrets are hidden in these books.

It can be given to anyone, just not Shangguan He!
After a moment's thought, he said something that surprised Jiang Rou—

"Why don't you... give it to me?"

"Or, how about I just move into this house and not have to renovate? What do you think?"

To be honest, this statement is offensive no matter the context.

The man's father has just passed away, and you're not only asking for his belongings, but also trying to occupy his house.

In the real world, Wu Wang would probably have already been beaten up.

But this is Happiness Island.

Jiang Rou didn't understand the concept of offense or non-offense.

She even said with a joyful expression, "You're willing to accept these? That's wonderful! My father in heaven would be so happy to know that someone has inherited what he loved!"

Looking at the girl's innocent and naive appearance.

Wu Wang even felt a pang of pity and heartache.

If I could truly solve the problems on Happiness Island and wake up all those who are immersed in false happiness...

She is an islander who seems to have been born out of someone else's regret.

Perhaps it will disappear...

In a sense, he had essentially killed the vast majority of the islanders with his own hands.

Although they knew in their hearts that they were not real living people, their every move was no different from that of ordinary people.

This is just...so incredibly guilt-inducing!
"Heh, do you really think I would think that?" Wu Wang suddenly narrowed his eyes and grinned.

Could it be that I haven't killed enough monsters or fake humans in other dungeons?
How could they possibly develop feelings for the unknown things on the island?
Is it that you're too weak to lift a knife, or do you think you're getting cocky?
But for a fleeting moment just now, I did have the above thought.

Wu Wang immediately realized that Happiness Island was influencing him.

Otherwise, given that his humanity, which had been almost entirely extinguished by "immortality," would remain...

There's no room for pity or heartache here.

But think about it the other way around.

Since I would have such thoughts at this time.

Doesn't this mean that Happiness Island itself believes that its current actions threaten the happiness on the island?
So it's interfering with its own thoughts, trying to change its mind.

That proves that there really are important clues in Jiang Sze's house.

"Come, let me see your final legacy! Let me see what hope you've left for the islanders!"

Wu Wang looked at the mountain of medical books and began searching.

Of course, he wasn't just rummaging around randomly.

Instead, he kept chatting with Jiang Rou throughout the process.

Especially regarding her father Jiang Sze's reading habits and personal life.

"My father usually likes to sit on the balcony by the window and read."

"He likes to pack all his personal belongings into a box, as if he's always ready to go on a trip."

"He drinks coffee often, and his favorite cup is a white ceramic cup, which was a birthday gift I gave him."

“My father’s handwriting is very messy. I once saw him write something in a notebook, but I couldn’t understand what he wrote at all. He said it was a habit of writing in cursive script that he developed when he was writing prescriptions at work.”

"Hmm? You asked me what my father looks like, oh, his face..."

According to Jiang Rou's words.

Wu Wang gradually constructed an image of a stern, middle-aged doctor in his mind. He didn't talk much with his children at home, but just silently read medical books and drank a couple of sips of coffee when he was sleepy.

Oh, and it's Mediterranean.

It seems your medical skills are superb.

Standing motionless in the living room, Wu Wang saw the seemingly messy house begin to feel incredibly alive.

Dr. Jiang Sze, with a solemn expression as if pondering some difficult case, paced back and forth among them.

Wu Wang's body also subconsciously followed the other person's movements to profile him.

He would sometimes sigh, and sometimes frown.

Jiang Rou, who was standing nearby, was surprised to see this.

She noticed that at that moment, the man's gait and the expression in his eyes were so similar to her father's.

Even the occasional tsk-tsk sound she made while pursing her lips was the same.

This peculiar phenomenon even made Jiang Rou stop talking for a while.

He just stared blankly at Wu Wang.

She felt an indescribable emotion welling up inside her.

An emotion that I have never experienced before, and I don’t even know how to express.

It was like swallowing an unripe lemon; the sourness almost brought tears to her eyes, leaving her feeling bewildered.

Arriving at the balcony, Wu Wang sat in the chair with the best light, picked up his empty coffee cup, and looked at the book "Pathology" that was still placed by the window.

He instinctively reached out and picked up the book.

The dust marks on the windowsill were square and neatly imprinted with the size of books.

Wu Wang frowned slightly.

"No, what's with this feeling of incongruity?"

Jiang Sze had only been dead for two days.

The dust on the windowsill was already quite thick, and it seemed that a book was often placed there.

Even the spot where I had just picked up the coffee cup still had a ring of dust that hadn't been covered up.

A person who spends a lot of time reading.

Why does the reading space seem to have been unused for so long?
"Jiang Rou is lying to me? Isn't her father studying here?"

"No, there's no reason for her to lie to me. The chair is here, which proves she doesn't know the truth either."

Wu Wang's brain was working at lightning speed.

A moment later, an unbelievable conclusion was reached—

Jiang Szeze likes to sit by the window on the balcony and read books, but it's a habit he wants his daughter, or rather, he wants outsiders to know.

Because everyone on Happiness Island respects each other, even Jiang Rou would knock on the door when she came to visit her father.

They will absolutely not force their way in without the room owner's permission.

This gave Jiang Sze time to react.

Whenever someone comes to visit, he sits here and pretends to read a book.

That's why there's always a book by the window that's easy to grab and put down at any time.

Why would a recluse who lives far from the crowd need to deliberately make such a cover-up?
Wu Wang, holding a cup of coffee, began pacing back and forth in the living room.

Finally, they stopped in front of a pile of books that reached waist height.

"Hmm? What's wrong?" Jiang Rou also leaned closer, trying to figure out what was going on.

But they found that Wu Wang had a knowing smile on his face.

Pointing to the book "Systemic Anatomy" at the top of the stack of books, he said, "Take a look and see if there's anything wrong with the cover of this book?"

Jiang Rou leaned closer to observe carefully.

Then, puzzled, he asked, "It looks like a faint circle? What is that?"

Upon hearing her words, Wu Wang raised his hand and placed his coffee cup on his book.

Its shape and size perfectly cover the so-called circle.

"It's a coffee cup. Because the height is just right, your dad often casually puts the cup on this book. Occasionally, a drop or two of coffee will drip down the outside of the cup. Over time, these circular marks have formed on the surface of the book."

"So here's the question: why did he put the coffee cup here?"

"This is the least noticeable corner of the living room. It has poor lighting and ventilation, and there isn't even a chair. Isn't it tiring to stand here and read?"

As he spoke, Wu Wang took a step forward.

He bent down and pushed aside all the books except for the stack of books on which the coffee cups were placed.

The ground underneath, which had been completely hidden, was now exposed.

He tapped the floor tiles lightly with his knuckles.

The internal echoes confirmed his suspicions—

The bottom is empty.

"Because he often passes by here, but is afraid of breaking the coffee cup, he habitually places it on a pile of books that doesn't need to be moved."

As Wu Wang spoke, he squatted down and gripped the edge of the floor tiles with his hands.

It was lifted up quite easily, revealing a gloomy, dark passageway.

"This...this is..." Jiang Rou was so shocked she couldn't close her mouth.

She has lived on the island with her father for so many years.

Although we don't live under the same roof, I visit my father here almost every day.

For so long, they hadn't noticed that there was a hidden door here that they were completely unaware of.

"Because you respect your father."

"You wouldn't move his things around while he was alive, and you'd never find this place."

"And after he died, he knew that you, who loved tidying up, would be the first to clean his room and the first to discover the secret door."

"This is the real legacy he left you."

Wu Wang's expression became somewhat complicated.

It seems that Jiang Sze is more important than he thought; he even considered what would happen after his death.

Take a flashlight out of your backpack.

The two of them followed the secret passage down into the underground.

The road was quite uneven, and it was clear that it wasn't dug out by anyone else, but by Jiang Sze, a doctor who had never done civil engineering before.

That's why the secret passage wasn't built very deep; you could reach the bottom in just a few steps.

Looking at the modern security door in front of him, which had the feel of a tomb door, Wu Wang's heart inexplicably started racing.

This is the intuition developed from countless brushes with death.

Even without the [Sight of Truth], he understood just by looking at the hair standing on end on his arms.

Danger ahead!
Many players who frequently experience life-or-death crises also have similar intuitions, except that Wu Wang's intuition is more acute.

After all, no one understands death better than him.

He frowned and reached out to block Jiang Rou.

Logically speaking, this is the inheritance that Jiang Sze left to his daughter.

For a daughter who is so weak and simple-minded, the thing behind the door shouldn't pose any danger.

Moreover, the daughter Jiang Rou herself may be a product of Jiang Sze's regrets; she is the embodiment of her father's happiness.

Look at how the falcon treated the little flower bud on its head last night. It was so tender and protective of it, how could it possibly hurt it?
Besides, isn't this Happy Island capable of warping any dangerous objects?
Even the players' items have to be turned into harmless toys. What can Jiang Sze do?

But Wu Wang just felt something was off.

"What exactly is wrong..."

He simply told Jiang Rou to stay where she was and not come any closer, while he went to open the door and check the situation.

Go ahead and kill me if you dare!

Then you are this one (thumbs up)!
creak-

As Wu Wang pushed open the half-closed wooden door, a putrid, bloody smell instantly filled his nostrils.

In this place where no violence could be committed, the smell of blood instantly sobered Wu Wang up, and he even subconsciously licked his lips, his eyes becoming excited.

This is right...

Looking around, this secret room, though extremely dark and simple, had the feel of an operating room.

Operating table, shadowless lamp, life support and anesthesia equipment, surgical instruments, hemostasis tools and medicine cabinets, etc.

Perhaps it lacks some auxiliary items such as a fresh air system, otherwise the smell of blood wouldn't be so strong.

A briefcase sat on the blood-red operating table, with a black notebook on top of it.

"What is this? The Death Note?"

"Isn't Jiang Sze afraid of being picked up by someone? Shouldn't he write his name on it first?"

Wu Wang chuckled and moved closer.

He picked up the notebook, and even grabbed a pen from the workbench next to him, ready to open it and write his name.

However, the contents of the notebook took everyone by surprise.

"This is……"

The first page opens to a thorny jungle stained with blood, where a high and mighty being sits deep within, his face obscured, yet he evokes a faint, stinging sensation.

On the second page, inside a brightly lit and magnificent church hall, a huge black-and-white nun, two or three meters tall, hangs down in a pitying pose. Even through the pages, one can feel an extreme sadness.

The third page shows a child-like monster trapped in a cage, surrounded by humans who are shouting and clutching money. Opposite him is another monster being released from its cage. The two seem to be part of a battle in some kind of arena, just to please the inhuman spectators.

Page 4...

Wu Wangyue's expression grew increasingly strange as he scrolled down.

If he was not mistaken.

Each page depicts a moment in a certain world when someone receives the blessing of suffering.

Jiang Sze is attempting to communicate with all creations related to suffering in other worlds, thereby establishing a connection with suffering itself.

Do you believe in suffering in a world of bliss? There are cows here!

The key point is that he may have actually succeeded.

Otherwise, Wu Wang really couldn't figure out how such a large amount of bleeding could have occurred on this island of happiness; it could only be some kind of force opposing [Supreme Bliss].

By the way, I'm quite familiar with the two people on the first and second pages, if nothing unexpected happens.

Ask the nun if anyone has called her before.

Click——

After reading the notes, Wu Wang opened the briefcase.

Inside was a snow-white coat, a doctor's white coat.

A name tag was pinned to it.

[Jiang Size] [Chief Physician]

Holy crap! ???
I've seen the same name tag at Shangguan He's place! Except he's an associate chief physician!
Damn it! There's a pastry chef too!?
Is this person even more important than Shangguan He?

Wu Wang suddenly turned around and looked at Jiang Rou, who was still gazing out the door. He really wanted to ask, "Did you know that your father is Shangguan He's superior?"

However, the moment he opened his mouth...

A mutation occurred.

"You...wow..."

A mouthful of blood gushed from Wu Wang's mouth. He felt intense pain in his internal organs, as if they were being burned by karmic fire.

But there was no panic in his eyes.

I was just quickly thinking about what had happened.

A curse? That shouldn't be the case. With the Abyss God by my side, what curse could possibly defeat Him?
That is... a sacrifice!?

"Damn it! These bastards in the [Blissful] world are planning to offer me as a sacrifice to [Suffering]? I'm the lackey of the [Lord of Desire]!"

This is really something!

More than one.

(End of this chapter)