Immortal I Speedrun Supernatural Game

Chapter 419 Unfortunately, in this story we are the villains.

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Doctor Shangguan He stood beside the operating table with a gloomy expression.

His breathing was so heavy it sounded as if the entire building was shaking and trembling.

Watching Liu Yanfang's soul fragments burning fiercely on the operating table in front of him, Liu Qiang's soul also began to freeze and shatter, and no matter what method he used, he could not stop the process of dissipation.

After all, their true souls are not here, and the soul fragments they cut off on the stage will always be affected by their original bodies.

Their most painful memories from the depths of their souls are resurfacing...

No, it's less a recovery and more a reshaping of new suffering.

But to achieve this effect...

Shangguan He could hardly imagine what kind of utter despair the two of them were going through.

"Mr. Yan! Do you know what you're doing?!"

Shangguan He gritted his teeth and said, "How is your cruelty any different from that of a demon!"

He did consider that Yan Shuangying might resort to some despicable means to temporarily free his companion from a state of happiness.

But this associate chief physician, full of medical ethics, considered the most inhumane method.

That was merely a way to kidnap and hide the family members who were the embodiment of Liu Yanfang and Liu Qiang's memories, forcing them to temporarily choose to stand on the side of suffering.

If that were the case, Shangguan He believed that it would only make them more eager to break free from the torment of suffering.

Ultimately, the rebound is even more thorough, embracing happiness even more completely.

Unexpectedly, the other party's moral bottom line was much lower than I had imagined.

Yan Shuangying never even considered saving her companion.

He just wanted to prevent himself from having more happiness.

Therefore, they directly adopted the most inhumane method—destruction.

"You damned Machiavellian! You ruthless, immoral executioner!"

Enraged, Dr. Shangguan He overturned all the instruments on the operating table.

He walked outside with heavy steps.

His footsteps echoed in the empty corridor of the outpatient department.

When passing by an office.

He paused slightly.

After opening the door, I looked inside and saw Jiang Rou sleeping soundly, breathing peacefully.

A radical idea arose in his mind—

"Or, regardless of whether this girl's soul will be damaged, wouldn't it be easier to just forcibly seize her memories and get what I want?"

Yes, Shangguan He has not yet extracted the part he wants from Jiang Rou's memories.

After all, Wu had previously come into contact with the patient's condition unexpectedly.

It interrupted his surgical procedure.

Left with no other choice, Shangguan He decided to temporarily put Jiang Rou's soul into a deeper state of sleep so that the surgery could continue later.

He refers to the process of modifying his soul as surgery, rather than as control.

This is naturally because it is a rather delicate operation.

Just like a real critical surgery, it allows no room for the slightest slackness or carelessness.

Otherwise, the surgery could result in the patient's soul being damaged, turning them into an idiot, or even their soul being shattered and causing them to die on the spot.

There is only one person whose soul he can freely manipulate to gain memories from—

That was the patient, Shangguan He.

After all, it is essentially one's own soul, so Doctor Shangguan He was very adept at cutting it.

As for Jiang Rou...

She had experienced a spiritual breakdown long ago.

The soul today is inherently more fragile than a normal soul.

Therefore, Shangguan He needs to be more careful in his operations.

But now Yan Shuangying's behavior has far exceeded his expectations.

I can't just sit idly by and watch Yan Shuangying harm the islanders; I have to leave the hospital and try to stop him.

In that case, there wouldn't be time to slowly and completely remove Jiang Rou's memories through surgery.

Of course, this would be assuming that Jiang Rou's life or death was irrelevant.

It's not that you can't quickly detach yourself.

That way, both sides can catch up...

Snapped--

Shangguan He suddenly slapped himself across the face.

Feeling the burning pain on his face, his eyes became even more determined.

"Damn it! How could you even have such a thought!"

"If I were to disregard Jiang Rou's life or death in order to get what I want."

"What difference is there between me and that devil named Yan outside!"

"I am the only doctor on the island, and I will always remember the Hippocratic Oath."

He closed the office door again.

Shangguan He looked into the distance.

He now wants to temporarily shut everything down here and find a way to prevent others from entering.

What follows will be my life since the changes that occurred on Happiness Island.

This is the first and last time I will leave the Ome Clinic.

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That night, all things were silent.

Not long after we left the amusement park, the sky darkened.

Just like what happened last night, the islanders returned to their homes as night fell.

After all, a healthy lifestyle is part of achieving happiness.

Only three people remained, wandering the streets like ghosts.

"Brother Yan'er, why don't you go and keep an eye on Huo Miao? That girl doesn't seem like a bad person, does she?"

Erbadao, clutching a grilled sausage in his hand, mumbled something under his breath.

Of course, this sausage was also something that Wu Wang had helped identify using [Vision of Truth].

There was nothing unusual about it; it was a perfectly edible item.

The white falcon also took some fast food bread and other food from the supermarket.

After all, they weren't monsters like Wu Wang, who could simply stab themselves when they felt hungry.

In order to conserve energy, basic food intake is still necessary.

Hearing Erbadao's doubts.

Wu Wang glanced at a small bungalow in the distance.

That was the place Huo Miao had chosen to live.

He said casually, "She doesn't need special treatment. Just include her when dealing with the islanders."

"After all, she's no different from the islanders now."

According to Wu Wang's judgment—

The two, Erbadao and Baijun, were influenced by the subtle process, so they are still immersed in happiness and have not truly crossed the other side to be assimilated.

Therefore, he can save them.

Liu Yanfang and Liu Qiang were brought into contact with Shangguan He by chance, bypassing the gradual process of being influenced and forcibly modified. They did not choose to abandon their true suffering, and they were both already on the blacklist.

So, he couldn't be bothered to save her.

It was also used to annoy Shangguan He.

However, Huo Miao, through subtle influence, had already given up on himself.

She has been assimilated into the [blessing and happiness] from the inside out.

She's beyond saving.

There's no hope at least for now.

“Dispose of…you use that word like a demon who has killed someone and is planning to dispose of the body,” White Falcon sighed, rubbing his forehead.

These words made Wu Wang look at him with a strange expression.

Looking completely bewildered, he said, "You don't actually think we're good people, do you?"

"By the standards of this island... well, to be precise, by the standards of normal thinking."

"Unfortunately, we are the villains in this story."

"And he's the kind of villain who's hopelessly ruthless and insane."

Then he shook the bottle in his backpack.

After dark, he and two others dumped the waste near the houses of various residents.

These are the leftovers in the bag.

Two-handed swords and white falcon looked at each other in bewilderment.

It seems there really is no problem!
From other people's perspective, they are devils who intend to forcibly destroy their happiness, so calling them villains is not an exaggeration.

In addition, there's Yan Shuangying's style of doing things...

They glanced at Wu Wang, whose eyes were flashing with excitement. This guy didn't seem to have any psychological burden at all; in fact, he seemed quite excited about becoming the villain!

Yan Shuangying, are you really a player who's on good terms with the Bureau of Extraordinary Events in real life?

You look like a wanted criminal on a bounty poster!

The authorities need to step in and do something about this!

"Now I'm giving you a task—"

"Go and wake up everyone on the island who is far from the central area. Here is a map of Happiness Island. Remember, it must be everyone on the map."

After saying that, Wu Wang took out a hand-drawn map from his pocket.

It even shows the locations of all the islanders' dwellings in detail.

Of course, Wu Wang couldn't find Jiang Sze's residence, which was hidden too deep.

But apart from Jiang Sze, no one else on Happiness Island would choose to live in seclusion deep in the mountains.

After all, their happiness was all under Shangguan He's surveillance.

Shangguan He would never let anyone feel lonely.

Therefore, most islanders actually live very close to the center of the island.

Even for those who prefer quiet, there are usually a few islanders nearby who share the same interests.

They just need to leave each other alone, and they don't deliberately try to hide their whereabouts or residences.

Erbadao took the map and asked doubtfully, "Why should they listen to us?"

Wu Wang shrugged and didn't answer such a stupid question.

Bai Jun sighed and offered his help: "It's very simple. Just tell them that there's a fire on the island and they need help putting it out. Everyone will come."

"Because this is Happiness Island, they are happy to help others and also happy to eliminate the harms that affect happiness."

Snapped--

Wu Wang snapped his fingers.

Nodding in satisfaction, he said, "That's it. Don't worry about what happens next, just get them here first."

The two who received the mission quickly headed into the distance.

Wu Wang was left standing alone in the middle of the empty street.

He stretched slightly.

He took out a lighter from his pocket and flicked it gently.

Under the pressure of the thumb, the lighter suddenly burst into flame, a small, frantic blue ball trembling as if desperately trying to grasp something to maintain its fragile existence.

On Happiness Island, this substance, which is prone to affecting the outside world, is distorted so that it can only work within a safe range.

For example, flames can ignite coal for grilling.

However, it doesn't allow people to clearly perceive a burning sensation; even if you place your hand directly on the flame, it only feels warm.

Therefore, it is impossible to use it to ignite trees in the forest and start a wildfire.

However, even knowing this situation.

Wu Wang still placed it on the weeds at the edge of the street.

Watching the tip of the flame lick the blade of grass, causing it to shrink slightly and suddenly turn into a charred curl.

Immediately, a small orange-yellow flame bloomed from the charred spot.

The burning grass stems began to bend and twist, as if completing a painful and silent farewell ceremony.

It slowly bent down, eventually collapsing helplessly to the ground.

A wisp of white smoke rose up, swaying in the breeze before dissipating into nothingness, leaving only a scorched, slightly earthy smell in the air.

Wu Wang laughed and muttered to himself:

"As expected, it was you who helped me."

Since making contact with the spirit of the Ice Sculpture Island.

He inexplicably felt as if some kind of restraint on his body had been released.

If previously, it was because of the awakened talent of [Suffering] that the subtle influence of [Bliss] in the environment was forcibly isolated from oneself.

Now, it's as if the influences of the environment are deliberately avoiding you.

The so-called rules that cannot affect the environment are no longer effective for me from now on.

Because the island spirit is on their side.

Although she also said that she herself could not make the islanders unhappy.

But now it is Wu Wang who is here to carry out the final step!

The island spirit merely granted Wu Wang the authority to alter the environment in the unseen realm; it did nothing itself.

Simply put, she chose to stand by and watch.

The second-rate knife and the white falcon are also very efficient.

As a player of the Calamity faction, I'm pretty much in good physical condition.

Not long after, Wu Wang heard scattered footsteps coming from a distance.

The islanders who live a little further away from the center of the island settlement are gathering here.

A hint of confusion lingered on everyone's face.

When they got close.

They only saw Wu Wang sitting alone on the curb of the street and did not notice any fire.

He couldn't help but step forward and ask in confusion:
"Friend, where's the fire?"

"Exactly, we can't make that kind of 'crying wolf' joke."

"Fire? Isn't that thing only used for roasting meat and boiling water? Can it be used to ignite other things?"

"..."

Various voices of doubt echoed through the streets.

Some islanders, for whom happiness is so tangible, don't even understand what a fire means.

They didn't seem to have any complaints.

I just don't understand why Wu Wang lied.

Everything is clearly fine right now! Where is there any sign of fire?
Upon hearing these sounds and seeing Erbadao and Baijun return, they realized that Erbadao and Baijun had also returned.

Wu Wang slowly stood up.

I took out several bottles from my backpack. Each one was unscrewed and had its mouth sealed with a cloth strip. Through the transparent glass, I could see the pale yellow-green liquid rippling inside the bottles, which also soaked the cloth strips.

A slightly sweet, pungent odor emanated from it.

This caused those around them to frown.

chap——

With a slight scraping sound, Wu Wang's lighter was reignited.

He said, his tone filled with helplessness and a hint of mockery:

"I know you are in a hurry, but don't worry yet."

"So what if there's no fire?"

"I'll release it right away!"

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As soon as he finished speaking, the homemade Molotov cocktail in his hand was lit, and a wave of heat rushed out of his hand.

Then, a graceful parabola was thrown from Wu Wang's hand.

A series of glass bottles shattered precisely on the rooftops of the surrounding islanders' houses.

The flickering red light was like a restless eye opening its eyes in the night sky.

The next second, the greedy flames, aided by the gasoline, immediately licked the roof, making a greedy crackling sound.

In the blink of an eye, the red dot exploded into a raging waterfall of fire, cascading down the slope of the roof and billowing smoke as it hurtled toward the eaves of the neighboring house.

However, this is not the only place.

Wu Wang and his accomplices had previously taken advantage of everyone's sleep to spread large amounts of gasoline between buildings and on the walls.

Now, the fire snakes are slithering between the buildings, frantically devouring everything in their path.

The scorching heat distorted the air, combustibles groaned in the high temperature, and terrifying cracking sounds echoed everywhere.

The flames, which had completely illuminated the night sky, spread to all directions at an astonishing speed.

In an instant, a terrifying sea of ​​fire formed in the center of the island.

Almost at the same time.

A heart-wrenching roar echoed from the far end of the road—

"Yan Shuangying! You bastard! What the hell are you doing?!"

Looking at the figure in the white coat.

Wu Wang said with great interest:
"I won my bet against you."

"Of course I know that arson is a capital offense, but what can you do? Call the police and have me arrested?"

"Dr. Shangguan, you said it before—"

“Here, on this island, there is no law or police department.”

"Now that you, the greatest doctor, have left your beloved hospital and operating table, how are you going to stop my evil deeds?"

His body was shrouded in shadow beneath the sea of ​​fire, his blood-stained coat billowing wildly in the howling wind.

Like a demon that has crawled out of hell.

Those blood-red eyes sent chills down one's spine.

(End of this chapter)