Immortal I Speedrun Supernatural Game

Chapter 422 The Balance of Happiness
When Erbadao and Baijun entered the Ome Clinic and came into contact with the boy with leukemia.

The flames in the residential area in the center of the island had gradually subsided, not gone out, but rather having exhausted all the combustible materials around them.

After all, Shangguan He had hidden the [Aomei Clinic] too well, and it had taken them quite a long time to find it.

At this moment, the remaining embers on the residential area flickered on the huge pile of ruins, like countless scarlet ghost eyes surveying everything around them.

The charred beams were stuck diagonally in the smoky ash heap, and the remaining door frame hollowly framed the equally charred sky.

When the sea breeze sweeps by, it will stir up ash carrying sparks and swirl around.

There are signs that things have settled down.

In reality, the struggle between Wu Wang and Shangguan He is still in full swing.

The screams of the islanders still echoed continuously amidst these ruins.

"Hahaha! Dr. Shangguan, your surgical speed seems to be getting slower and slower! What's wrong? Have you become a little rusty because you haven't treated a patient in a long time?" Wu Wang's sarcasm came from afar.

Wherever he went, there was widespread suffering and devastation.

Each step forward was accompanied by trails of blood-red thorns, like the darkness already rooted in the walls of the buildings, relentlessly eroding the lives of every bewildered islander.

Shangguan He followed behind Wu Wang, panting heavily, constantly cutting off the patient's senses due to the pain.

For the sake of happiness on the island, and for the proper development of [Zhi Le Fu Ze], he has made a do-or-die decision.

Even if it meant temporarily severing the senses of all the islanders, he couldn't tolerate Yan Shuangying subjecting them to such torment.

I will capture Yan Shuangying.

We must find a way to completely remove the "pain" from this demon's mind, just as we once removed the "pain" from Dr. Jiang Sze's mind.

At that time, the victims' senses will be restored, and everything will be as if nothing had happened.

Happiness Island remains unchanged.

It's just that there's one more islander named Yan Shuangying.

Therefore, in the face of Yan Shuangying's provocation, Shangguan He did not respond, but silently continued to treat her.

Seeing this, Wu Wang knew he needed to intensify his efforts.

So he stood atop the highest pile of ruins, looking down at Shangguan He's busy figure.

He uttered a sentence that made the other person stop what they were doing.

"Stop your hypocritical attempts at treatment. If you could really save everyone, then why did Jiang Rou's father, the one who owns this coat I'm wearing—Jiang Szeze—choose euthanasia?"

"If he believes that death is the only way to find peace, doesn't that mean that living on this island of happiness is actually a different kind of suffering?"

These words were like a sharp, undefendable thorn, piercing Shangguan He's heart.

He finally raised his head and made eye contact with Wu Wang across the distance.

With a look of resentment in her eyes, she said, "You don't understand anything. I was so close to saving Dr. Jiang! He was already ready to accept happiness!"

"No wonder...no wonder you can feel pain. It turns out that the clothes you're wearing are Dr. Jiang's old white coat."

"That explains it... He used to believe in the Miracle of Suffering, and this white coat is very likely a loophole in the Blessing of Ultimate Bliss!"

From Shangguan He's perspective—

He clearly believed he could cure all the patients on Happiness Island with [Supreme Blessing], but there were always a few patients who could not be affected by [Supreme Blessing].

Coincidentally, they had all received treatment from Jiang Sze.

Furthermore, Jiang Rou has inexplicably fallen into a coma, and she is Jiang Sze's daughter.

Finally, Yan Shuangying, who suddenly found herself spreading "suffering" across the island, confessed to wearing a white coat...

Oh, now it's been dyed blood-red; it used to belong to Jiang Sze.

From any perspective, it all seems like a conspiracy orchestrated by Jiang Sze.

Either this garment can connect with the so-called "Lord of Suffering," and it's like a demon bewitching Jiang Sze towards self-destruction, and now it's bewitching Yan Shuangying to destroy others.

This is a truly evil artifact!
Then I don't need to study Jiang Rou's memories anymore. I just need to seize this evil artifact and find a way to destroy it.

Everything can get back on track!
"Yan Shuangying, I don't know what kind of person you used to be, but if you've really been bewitched by this blood-stained robe, don't worry, I'll rescue you!"

Hearing such powerful words...

A hint of helplessness appeared on Wu Wang's face.

He then sighed and slowly removed the blood-stained clothes from his body. To Shangguan He's disbelief, the blood-stained clothes condensed into a red-tasseled spear.

He stood atop the highest peak, pointing the tip of his spear at Shangguan He, and said in a flat yet disgusted tone:
"Imposing your own ideas on others without their consent is far more possessive and controlling than suffering. At least, the suffering on their side has to be offered up willingly."

"Who needs your help?"

"What a delusional guy."

At this moment, the ritual for the fall of Wu was completed.

To be precise, the effect of [Pain and Suffering] has reached its current peak!
【Suffering and Companionship (The Only One)】

[The holder can share all their feelings with others through physical contact. As the number of shares increases, the method can also be advanced (it can evolve; current state - Painful Thorn Pattern Contact).]

[The holder can synchronize 100% of the damage they receive to others (evolvable, current efficiency is 260%)]

[The wielder can store pain into personal items and release the pain to shape it into a weapon. The more pain stored, the more durable and indestructible the weapon becomes (current status - spear)]

[Note: When a weapon of agony makes contact with a target, it will mark the target. Every four marks will cause the target to take 300% agony damage, ignoring defense. Each time agony damage is triggered, the effect will stack by 100% for the next attack.]

[Any damage caused by the holder reduces healing effectiveness by 10% (evolvable, current efficiency 20%)]

Wu Wang's pirated talent is extremely powerful, even disregarding the pure combat effects of the Pain Weapon.

We'll only discuss the three evolvable parts.

If it is allowed to continue evolving...

One day, Wu Wang will be able to inflict suffering in the same way as the Lord of Suffering, simply through will and faith.

The effect of counter-damage, which seems to kill a thousand enemies but also harm eight hundred of your own, is actually just due to insufficient evolution.

As the damage reflection efficiency evolves and becomes more powerful, Wu Wang might only need to trim a fingernail to inflict damage and instantly kill the opponent.

Finally, the ability to reduce healing effects prevented the opponent and Wu Wang from engaging in a blood-draining battle.

When efficiency evolves to 100% or even higher, Wu Wang will become a complete jinx in the eyes of others.

Any being that is hostile to him, once injured by Wu Wang, will have that injury remain forever and will even continue to worsen.

The key is--

None of these evolutionary effects clearly indicate where the upper limit is.

What Qinglong and his elder sister said was true.

[Talent] is an extremely extraordinary existence, and those who awaken it will have the potential to stand at the top of the world.

Furthermore, the word "unique" in the status bar likely means that each person's awakened talent will be unique to them, and no one will receive the same talent as someone else.

Unfortunately, Wu Wang's talent is currently just a trial card, and the extent to which it can evolve in this dungeon is limited to what it is now.

But that's enough!

As Wu Wang inflicted suffering upon the last islander, who could no longer continue his talent evolution, he leaped from the ruins.

He brandished the red-tasseled spear in his hand and fiercely stabbed it into Shangguan He's neck.

when--

Unexpected, yet also reasonable.

Shangguan He simply raised his scalpel and deflected the red-tasseled spear; the strength he displayed was completely disproportionate to his thin appearance.

He also conveniently severed the senses of another islander beneath his feet to heal him.

"As expected, even with talent, going head-to-head with the big boss is still incredibly difficult. I really don't know how Qinglong managed to clear the dungeon." Wu Wang shrugged and continued his attack, flicking the tip of his spear. Shangguan He leisurely parried.

when!when!when!
However, just as Shangguan He was about to seize the red-tasseled spear formed from blood-stained clothing from Wu Wang's hand...

Suddenly, a gruesome wound split open on the arm holding the scalpel, and as blood splattered, a look of surprise flashed in his eyes, causing him to retreat repeatedly.

"Yan Shuangying... did you hurt me?"

Shangguan He was somewhat confused.

He didn't feel anything unusual from beginning to end, as if the wound had always been on his hand and was only being discovered now.

And why was the other party able to cause harm to me on the island as well?

Even if his [Miracle of Pain] can harm the islanders, it shouldn't affect him!

I possess the blessing of ultimate bliss, so no suffering should arise within me.

Shangguan He had learned about those higher-dimensional beings in his eyes many times, and he could clearly feel that the two existences of [bliss] and [suffering] were mutually opposed.

Could it be because of this reason?
So, are the powers of these two essentially capable of directly eroding each other?
Thinking of this, Shangguan He suddenly understood.

Looking at Wu Wang, who had readjusted his posture and was about to charge forward again, he laughed and said, "So that's how it is. You've been planning this all along."

"Yan Shuangying, to be honest, at first I thought it was reckless of you to make such a large number of islanders feel pain, because the more they feel sudden pain, the more they will look forward to their former happiness after they recover."

"Now it seems you have ulterior motives."

He glanced at his scalpel, on which was an almost imperceptible blood-red number 4, presumably some kind of ability of Yan Shuangying.

My injury just now might be due to this number, and I still don't know the conditions for triggering it.

"You don't actually expect them to make choices in pain; you just want to create a period of time where the islanders feel pain more than the islanders who choose happiness."

"In this way, they disrupt the balance of a happy environment in order to carry out some other conspiracy."

"Am I right?"

Wu Wang did not answer.

He just grinned and smiled.

He twirled his red-tasseled spear and strolled around Shangguan He in circles.

They seemed to be looking for the other party's weakness.

In response, Shangguan He continued, "After I arrived, you discovered that I could stop the suffering you were inflicting on the islanders, so you immediately abandoned your original plan and made a new decision within those few minutes."

"You've started trying to make me feel pain and happiness along with all the islanders, which would reduce the happiness environment to its limit."

"On the island, the balance between happiness and suffering is now just between you and me."

"If I feel more pain than happiness right now, the environment will still be disrupted. So I guess I lost the bet, right?"

"I have to admit, you are indeed very smart."

As Shangguan He spoke, he plunged a scalpel deep into his own brain.

The next second, he cut out an imperceptible fragment of the soul.

At the same time, the injury on his arm was beginning to heal at a visible rate.

Who says a doctor can't heal himself!

"But that's all."

"Unfortunately, you've got one thing wrong—I can cut my own soul at will, meaning I can cut off only my perception of pain and keep happiness in my heart."

"Now, I am no longer affected by suffering, but you can perceive happiness."

"You've already lost this bet!"

Of course, it's not that Wu Wang can't hurt him with his innate skills, it's just that from now on, even if Shangguan He suffers serious injuries, he won't feel any pain.

The pain receptors were also eliminated.

He no longer needs to worry about defense; he can focus all his energy on destroying Wu Wang's soul. Victory in this gamble is already within reach.

Enemies cannot be selected.

It faces numerous crises.

Yes, this was a completely unfair battle for Wu Wang.

His defeat seems inevitable.

However, he maintained his smile and said, "Did I lose? I feel like it's just the beginning."

brush--

The red-tasseled spear hurtled straight into the heart of the enemy.

Shangguan He did not dodge or evade, letting the gun pierce his shoulder, and reached out to grab the gun barrel tightly.

This was to force Wu Wang to either let go or watch helplessly as he forcibly approached to sever his soul.

As I've said before, Yan Shuangying has already lost.

The next second, Wu Wang revealed a contemptuous look and said mockingly, "What makes you think that the balance of happiness and suffering on the island is now on the two of us? You're too confident, aren't you?"

click-

Despite the injury to his red-tasseled spear, Shangguan He took a step forward.

His hand was almost touching Wu Wang.

He said coldly, "Do you really expect anything from those two newcomers who just ran away? Don't be ridiculous. Their faith isn't strong enough to represent either happiness or suffering. They can only stand in the middle and wait."

"Waiting for the only two people on this island who can feel happiness and pain to decide the winner, namely you and me."

But there was no sign of retreat in Wu Wang's eyes.

There is only peace.

He said slowly, "You're wrong."

"There are actually three people on this island who can represent happiness and suffering, but the third person just happens to be in between and is confused."

"I will let her choose the painful truth."

"So, you lost 2 to 1."

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As a hint of confusion flashed in Shangguan He's eyes, in an office where two players of the Spirit Disaster and a boy with leukemia were standing,...

They were looking at the round-faced girl lying on the hospital bed, who was holding a creased piece of white paper in her hand.

He slowly opened his eyes and sat up.

His expression showed no joy or liveliness, nor any sadness or pain.

Like a soulless doll.

But the next second, a crystal-clear tear appeared at the corner of her eye, slid down her cheek to her chin, and finally dripped onto the white paper in her hand.

It was soaked with the last page of the notebook that her father had painstakingly tried to contact the followers of the Lord of Suffering to heal her injuries.

click-

In that instant, something seemed to shatter in the girl's heart.

A surge of intense emotions welled up from the depths of his soul.

She cried.

(End of this chapter)