Immortal I Speedrun Supernatural Game

Chapter 416 Poison is also medicine

"Stop hitting! Stop hitting!"

"Brother Yan'er, if you keep hitting us, we won't be able to speak properly anymore."

"Hey, hey, hey, there...you can't do that there!"

A mournful sound came from a small coconut grove on Happiness Island.

A moment later, Wu Wang emerged from the room, patting his blood-red robe and looking utterly dejected.

Behind him followed Erbadao, who was limping along. His face was bruised and swollen, and his legs were trembling, making him look like a wronged little wife.

The falcon, who was keeping watch nearby, came over and asked, "Has he come to his senses too?"

However, Wu Wang did not answer him.

On the contrary, it was the two-skilled guy with a wronged look on his face.

With snot and tears streaming down his face, he said, "You've figured it out? I'm thinking of stabbing you both!"

"I already told you we weren't affected! We've been eating and drinking all the time on this island! We didn't dare touch any of those pretty girls! We've remembered everything Brother Yan said!"

"You two are something else, you came up here and started beating me up, and you wouldn't listen to any explanations, like a deaf-mute person whose ears have been gnawed off by rats, all you can do is fight and you can't say anything!"

Upon hearing this, Bai Jun looked at Wu Wang with a strange expression.

Feeling the changes in his body caused by the [Pain and Companionship] aura, Wu Wang sighed:
"That's true. He wasn't affected much. Apart from his body still occasionally falling off and being replaced, Erbadao didn't experience the kind of blissful state you were just describing."

After saying that, he raised his hand to pat Erbadao on the shoulder as a sign of comfort.

But I don't know if I beat him too badly just now.

As soon as Wu Wang raised his hand, Erbadao's legs buckled and he knelt down.

He clutched his head, rolled on the ground, and cried out, "Again! Again!?"

Wu Wang's lips twitched, and he said with a smile, "Good boy, I won't hit you. Come here and explain what's going on, okay?"

His smile looked like the devil in Erbadao's eyes.

He shrank back on the ground, his voice filled with indignation as he said:
"How do you explain this?! How miserable must your lives be?!"

"Isn't living all about eating, drinking, and having fun? What's the difference between life on this island and life outside?"

"You're all completely bewildered. What on earth is making you so happy that you can't tell which way is which?"

These words startled the white falcon.

After all, he hadn't encountered any dungeons that posed a real challenge to him as he leveled up to 19.

This is enough to prove that under normal circumstances, the white falcon can actually be considered a strategist.

A possibility immediately flashed through his mind.

He looked at Wu Wang with an incredulous expression and asked, "Could it be... that this kid really doesn't..."

"Well, you could say that fools are lucky." Wu Wang shook his head helplessly and said, "Erbadao is living a very comfortable life in reality. He has no ambition and is too lazy to fight for fame, fortune and status. He is content with having enough money in his pocket. In addition, his parents are alive and well, he has never been in a relationship, and he is healthy and free from illness. He only worries about what to eat for his next meal every day."

"Therefore, his resistance to happiness is indeed much stronger than yours."

"Or rather, because there are no regrets to begin with, there is no need to force happiness."

Upon hearing this, the white falcon was utterly speechless.

To put it simply, he's a complete idiot who lives a carefree and happy life all day long.

Although I haven't become extremely wealthy or achieved any earth-shattering feats, I haven't had any heart-wrenching regrets because of anything.

He was an ordinary man, enjoying the happiness that any ordinary person could easily have.

When Wu Wang used the [Dragon of Drama] in combination with the [Flying Dragon Cloud-Piercing Hand] to steal Erbadao's memories, what he saw was mostly ordinary daily life.

Therefore, there's no need to use a heart-wrenching approach like we did with the white falcon, fighting fire with fire.

A simple beating of this guy made him cry and beg for mercy, saying he chose suffering.

It was more like a choice he was forced to make by Wu Wang, and had nothing to do with his own will.

"Ha, who would have thought that this idiot in front of us would be the happiest?" Bai Jun smiled bitterly, somewhat self-deprecatingly.

The more intelligent a person is, the harder it is for them to find happiness.

Because they want too much.

Being preoccupied with gains and losses will ultimately lead to regrets.

Bai Jun's words displeased Erbadao.

He angrily turned over and stood up, cursing, "Who's the idiot in front of me? You're the idiot! You're the idiot!"

After he finished cursing, Erbadao seemed to feel that something was wrong.

He frowned and muttered to himself, "Hey, there seems to be a problem. Let's sort it out."

Look at him acting all silly.

Wu Wang finally interrupted, saying, "Alright, let's go find Liu Qiang and Liu Yanfang. Their symptoms are much more severe than yours."

Hearing that Yan Shuangying was planning to rescue the two people.

His quick wit kicked in again.

He blinked and asked, "Brother Yan'er, that woman isn't a good person, and her son is probably a bad guy too. Why did you save them?"

His question piqued Wu Wang's curiosity.

He asked jokingly, "Oh? How did you figure out there was something wrong with them? Or were you just testing my reaction from the start?"

The white falcon immediately realized what was happening.

Yes! Yan Shuangying only mentioned Liu Qiang and Liu Yanfang's situation last night.

It didn't say that there was anything wrong with these two people.

Why did Erbadao suddenly say that the two of them weren't good people?

Could this kid be pretending to be stupid?
However, the second-rate guy simply said matter-of-factly, "Isn't it obvious?"

"It's perfectly normal for a mother and child to react like this! Their every move is exactly what an 'ordinary person' would do! But they forgot one very important thing—they didn't cause any trouble."

As the saying goes, it's not the god-like opponents you should fear, but the pig-like teammates.

"To be honest, when I first entered the dungeon as a player of the Calamity, I almost caused a huge mistake and wiped out my teammates because I was too curious and explored everywhere."

"The two of them behaved themselves, especially the son Liu Qiang. He was initially very excited, but he didn't cause any trouble in the dungeon."

"Why is that? Isn't it because they're still instinctively afraid of being wiped out?"

"I could tell from the start that that kid was no good. Brother Yan'er is so awesome, he must have seen through it all along, which is why he kept those two troublemakers around to test them, right?"

Upon hearing this theory, the white falcon's vision went black.

People often speak roughly but their reasoning is sound, but yours is just too rough!

Do you really think everyone is as stupid as you, that newbies will always cause trouble for the team?
You think there's a problem with someone just being law-abiding?
Wu Wang was also somewhat helpless.

Although the process was completely wrong, the conclusion was actually correct for the novice.

Liu Qiang and Liu Yanfang, as players on the blacklist, are definitely not good people.

This is truly a case of the fool being lucky.

"Uh...you guessed right. Anyway, those two are actually blacklisted players. My decision to save them now isn't because I've had a change of heart."

"It just so happens that we need to use them for an experiment, an experiment about the outcome of a bet."

Upon hearing this, Erbadao asked with interest, "What kind of bet? Is it for money?"

Wu Wang did not answer this question.

He just casually replied, "Oh, nothing, just letting you two know."

"I'll borrow your two souls for now, as a temporary stake."

"No need to thank me, it was just a small favor."

Having said that, he stepped into the distance using the [Seven Stars Steps of Heavenly Gang].

Only White Falcon and Second-hand Knife were left staring at each other in bewilderment.

What do you mean by "pledged our souls"?

"Hey, no! Brother Yan'er! Please explain yourself before you leave!"

The two of them headed towards the bustling center of the island.

At least, they already know very well.

This instance is not as simple as it looks.

And if you want to get out of here safely, you have to follow in Yan Shuangying's footsteps.

Even if some of the other party's behaviors are somewhat bizarre or strange.

They had no choice but to get on this pirate ship.

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"Mr. Yan, I'm afraid you won't even be able to take back your own companion."

"How can we get the island's inhabitants to give up their happiness?"

"Becoming a savior isn't that easy! That's your problem too!"

Inside an operating room at the Ome Clinic.

Doctor Shangguan He wore a sterilized green surgical gown, a cap that completely covered his hair, and a mask that covered his mouth, nose, and face.

Looking at the two semi-transparent bodies lying on the operating table.

Slowly extend the scalpel to cut and trim.

His expression was unusually serious, as if he were really performing a tense rescue operation.

If Wu were here, he would surely recognize that these are the souls of Liu Qiang and Liu Yanfang.

Or rather, it's the parts of them that Shangguan He tampered with.

Although Doctor Shangguan He said that he had no chance of losing this bet.

However, he still harbored some resentment towards Wu Wang's arrogant smile when he left.

In the end, I decided to use surgery to stabilize my turbulent emotions. Now I hold the souls of two of their companions in my hands.

Shangguan He couldn't figure out how the other party would take it back.

"Suffering is poison; swallowing it will only lead to destruction."

"Only happiness can cure disease."

"How should you deal with this stab?"

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Inside a large amusement park on the island.

Liu Yanfang nestled against her husband Zhao Lai's shoulder, and the couple looked extremely affectionate as they sat on the bench.

Their son also sat on the carousel, laughing like a silver bell.

"Honey, look how smart our son is! He got a perfect score on his last test again."

"He mentioned wanting to go to an amusement park before, so we'll just fulfill his wish while we're at Happiness Island."

Liu Yanfang said with a happy smile on her face.

As painful memories are burned away, they become tangible forms of happiness.

The missing parts in my mind are gradually being filled with new memories.

In Liu Yanfang's memory at that time, her son was not the mentally challenged child with cerebral palsy who was unable to take care of himself.

Instead, he was a genius who was exceptionally intelligent and quick-witted from a young age.

I didn't come to the island as a player entering a dungeon as part of some kind of calamity.

Instead, it was a family vacationing on the island after their son finished his final exams.

"Mom! I just met a big brother! He even shared his ice cream with me!"

"Can I go ride the bumper cars with that older brother?"

My son, who had just finished riding the carousel, ran over happily with an ice cream in his hand.

Upon hearing this, Liu Yanfang looked in the direction her son was pointing.

Just then, I saw Liu Qiang holding his younger brother Liu Dong's hand, greeting me with an innocent smile.

Looking at Liu Qiang's face.

Liu Yanfang was slightly dazed.

She felt like she had seen this person somewhere before.

Ok……

I think I ran into him at school when I was attending a parent-teacher conference for my son.

"Hello, Auntie. My name is Liu Qiang, and this is my younger brother, Liu Dong."

“My brother and your son look about the same age. Maybe they can become good friends.”

Liu Qiang greeted Liu Yanfang with a happy expression on his face.

They were clearly two players from the Spirit Disaster faction who came to the island together.

They even teamed up countless times to feign weakness in order to trick other players.

Now they act like they've just met and don't recognize each other.

They are completely immersed in their new life.

The past is like fleeting smoke.

It was just a nightmare.

"Haha, it's a good thing that the kids get along well. Go on, son, just have fun with your older brother." Liu Yanfang rubbed her son's head and laughed.

She wasn't worried that the other person might be a bad person.

After all, where are there bad people on Happiness Island?
Watching his younger brother Liu Dong and the other party's son walk together towards the bumper cars.

Liu Qiang also sat on the bench, chatting idly with the loving couple.

Compared to the morning when I could still recognize Wu Wang.

And from the memories of being aware that they are players of the Necropolis player.

In Liu Qiang's memory, he and his younger brother were born on Happiness Island.

My parents are also islanders, but they recently left the island to do business.

She stayed on the island to take care of her younger brother.

But Liu Qiang wasn't worried about any unexpected events, after all, this was Happiness Island!

Besides, my parents will be back soon.

How could they possibly abandon their own child?

Where in the world are there such heartless parents? I'm sure I'll never encounter one.

My parents and my brother's parents are the best parents in the world!

In this situation, it might not be long before a couple of islanders truly become the parents in Liu Qiang's memory.

They would return to Liu Qiang's home with memories of their business trips outside the island.

And so, another happy family was born on the island.

However, just as these two happy people were having a pleasant conversation...

Suddenly, a pitiful scream came from not far away.

"Ah! Ah! Mommy! Mommy! It hurts!"

"It hurts so much, Mom! Fire...fire!"

Liu Yanfang immediately recognized her son's voice.

Her and her husband Zhao Lai's expressions changed simultaneously.

He lifted his leg and rushed towards the bumper cars.

When they saw their son surrounded by a group of concerned islanders discussing how to save him.

I immediately felt like the sky had fallen.

Because at this moment, the son lying on the ground was turning from a healthy skin color to a strange, bloodless, waxy white, and began to shrivel and lose all elasticity. It was turning into a deep yellow, brownish-red, and finally a dull charcoal black after being carbonized at high temperature at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Almost simultaneously, the body hair curls, scorches, turns into fine ash, or scatters or adheres to the charred skin.

It even made a slight "sizzling" sound, as if it were being burned by some kind of high temperature.

But there was nothing burning on him.

It was as if the flames were invisible to the naked eye.

"Son! Son! Don't scare your mother!" Liu Yanfang cried out in a voice that was almost unrecognizable.

She went forward and picked up her son, who was almost burned beyond recognition.

But it also made the already scorched and festering flesh of the other party even more painful from the touch.

This caused the crying to become louder and more pitiful.

The moment her husband, Zhao Lai, rushed forward anxiously.

Suddenly, he broke out in a cold sweat and knelt down on the ground.

I vaguely heard a cold voice echoing in my ears:

"Don't rush, it's your turn now..."

The next second, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his abdomen.

It felt as if my internal organs were churning, especially my liver, which felt like it was being cut open with a sharp instrument—it was unbearable.

The pain caused him to collapse in front of Liu Yanfang.

He looked at his wife with a look of despair.

He opened his mouth but couldn't utter a single word.

It can only produce the hissing sound of breathing from its throat.

She was faced with the simultaneous abnormalities of her son and husband.

Liu Yanfang cried out, begging the surrounding islanders to save her family.

However, faced with this situation...

The other islanders were naturally powerless to help.

Even many islanders couldn't understand what was wrong with the two of them.

After all, in their worldview, there is no such thing as pain.

At this moment, Liu Yanfang's mental state began to collapse.

A massive wave of darkness seemed to surge in and engulf her, and a familiar sense of powerlessness and collapse washed over her.

Meanwhile, Wu Wang was hiding in a corner of the amusement park.

He lay on the ground, resurrected, and slowly opened his eyes. The grass around him was covered with scorched marks, and he was holding a sharp blade in his hand, which he slowly pulled out from his abdomen.

The blood-stained overcoat behind him had been stained with a pattern resembling thorns.

He grinned and said coldly:

"Poison is medicine too..."

"Shangguan He, who told you that I planned to take back their souls intact?"

"Why don't I just destroy the part of my soul that you cut off?"

"Anyway, these two blacklists aren't any good either."

"Besides, I never said that—"

"What kind of good person am I...?"

(End of this chapter)