Immortal I Speedrun Supernatural Game

Chapter 432 Big Boss, I'm Doing Great Here

"So, you really don't want to leave?"

Wu Wang woke up the girl, who seemed to have reformed from her rebellious ways, by slapping her awake amidst the ruins.

After explaining the current situation.

However, the other party shook their head and refused to leave.

She wanted to wait until the other islanders woke up and Jiang Rou recovered from her grief.

In this case, it will be very difficult to meet the condition of "highest happiness index" to pass the level.

Instead, they can stay on this island indefinitely.

"Yes, I'm sorry, Boss Yan."

"I...I'm scared."

Looking at his companion clad in blood, Huo Miao knew he hadn't been of any help in this dungeon raid.

That is to say, under normal circumstances.

She had actually already died here.

Having the opportunity to return to the real world right now is quite fortunate.

However, no one can be so lucky forever.

She huddled in a corner of the ruins and whispered:

"The situation after the public beta of the Spirit Disaster has been analyzed very clearly."

"In the past, we could rely on our extraordinary abilities to quickly gain status and wealth in our original society, and we didn't need to deliberately enter dungeons to improve ourselves. At most, we would be forcibly summoned every once in a while, which I could consider as the price for gaining extraordinary abilities. I could completely accept that."

"But once the public beta begins, this situation may change in no time, or even become worse."

"It is estimated that ordinary people will gradually all become players of the Spirit Disaster."

"Things will gradually evolve into resisting the invasion of the dungeon world, or rather, in order not to be bullied by those more powerful Spirit Disaster players, everyone will have to risk their lives to enter the dungeon again and again, and everyone will be so stressed that their scalp will tingle."

Upon hearing these remarks, Wu Wang shrugged.

He had anticipated this situation.

Or rather, most intelligent players of the Necropolis game could predict that things would gradually develop in this direction.

Huo Miao looked up at Wu Wang's indifferent expression.

He said with a wry smile, "However, the purpose of entering the dungeon is to become stronger and survive, but the dungeon itself is fraught with danger."

"Brother Yan, don't you see a contradiction?"

"I... or rather most players could not be as powerful as you. I cannot conquer every dungeon with ease and continuously become stronger."

"At this rate, in the countless dungeons I'll have to enter in the future, the probability of my death is very high... no, I should say I'm definitely going to die. This is the fate of most players in the Calamity."

These words left Wu Wang speechless.

Yes, her assumption is not pessimistic.

To survive, you have to become stronger. To become stronger, you have to enter dungeons. Entering dungeons may result in death. Even after you come out, the players who threaten you in the real world or the dungeons that invade will still exist. To protect yourself, you have to find a way to become stronger again, which means entering dungeons.

This is an endless loop.

After all, the name of this natural disaster is—

[Supreme Evolution].

Evolution dictates that this is a process of survival of the fittest.

The vast majority of people who are not qualified will be eliminated in this process.

It's perfectly normal for Huo Miao to have this kind of anxiety.

She gently placed her hand on the ground, grabbed a handful of sand, and let the sea breeze blow it away from her hand.

He said with some emotion, "But I'm very lucky to have a dungeon like this where players from the Calamity can stay, and it will be relatively safer here after you conquer it, right?"

"I don't know if I'll ever have another chance like this in my lifetime, and I don't want to miss it."

"So, I beg you, Boss Yan, please let me stay."

Having said that, Huo Miao knelt down and bowed in the direction of Wu Wang.

Just as her forehead was about to touch the ground.

Wu Wang lifted him up by his clothes.

He sighed and said irritably, "No need for such formalities. If you want to stay, then stay. It's your freedom."

"I just want to remind you that being in a dungeon doesn't necessarily mean you're safe. After all, I've never seen a player from the Calamity who stayed in a dungeon. I don't know what would happen if you stayed."

This surprised Huo Miao somewhat.

He asked uncertainly, "You... don't object to me staying?"

In response, Wu Wang shrugged indifferently and said, "Put aside your desire to help others and respect their fate."

"If you insist on staying, then I have only one request..."

Huo Miao immediately replied, "I agree to everything! I can do whatever you ask!"

She really didn't want to go back to reality and face all of this again.

A strategy guide for endlessly repeating dungeons.

She had had enough of the constant threat of death hanging over her head.

Unexpectedly, Wu Wang said calmly, "Then hand over all your items and equipment."

Huo Mou: "Huh?"

Just when she thought Wu Wang was going to take advantage of her misfortune.

The other person's expression turned calm, yet tinged with a hint of coldness, as they explained:

"You've always been a Necropolis player, I don't trust you."

"With your tools and equipment, you are too much of a threat to this island."

"Since you've decided to stay here, then please discard all external things."

Even though Wu Wang wasn't very interested in Jiang Rou and the future of Happiness Island.

But this is like saving a game with a happy ending.

Even if I might never play this game again.

Nobody wants a virus to wipe out their save data.

Wu Wang did not want Huo Miao to remain and become a local tyrant.

As for her inherent stats as a player of the Calamity faction...

Once Jiang Rou comprehends either [suffering] or [bliss], she can easily subdue it.

brush--

With that, the [Laughing River] in Wu Wang's hand flashed by.

In an instant, two figures hiding in the shadows fell to the ground.

Their eyes gradually lost their luster.

Only then did Huo Miao see clearly.

Weren't the people who fell the Liu family Liu Yang and Liu Yanfang, who had previously claimed to be ordinary people?

The way they were hiding in the shadows just now seemed like they were preparing to launch a sneak attack?

"Or are you planning to do the same as them and test your skills against me first?"

Looking at Wu Wang, who exuded murderous intent.

Two lives were casually pulled out like weeds in his hands.

Wu Wang had no intention of letting these two blacklisted players go.

This is a perfect opportunity to make an example of someone.

Huo Miao smiled helplessly at this.

Give the other party full access to your [backpack].

This is to prove that he will not hoard props and equipment.

"No, please take it. Anyway, we won't need these things if we leave them behind."

Wu Wang stripped her of her props and equipment without any expression.

After leaving a note for Jiang Rou about what kind of person Huo Miao was, he left her a note with her information about him.

Only then did he turn and leave.

Before long, they returned to the clear blue pool.

They followed the rope back into the Cave of Pain.

Without turning his head, Wu Wang said, "Come out. You've been with me for a long time."

Hua Hua Hua——

As soon as he finished speaking, streams of clear water surged up on the surface of the water.

The island spirit, formed from water, made its appearance.

Just like the last time they met, she raised her hand and gently stroked the water's surface.

As the water rippled, a line of characters appeared—

Why did you let her go?

In the eyes of the island's soul, since Wu Wang intended to prevent Happiness Island from being threatened, it would be more convenient to eliminate Huo Miao directly rather than using his methods.

Looking at the face that resembled her older sister's.

Wu Wang did not answer the question directly.

He simply shook his head and said, "I don't like indiscriminate killing."

Then, Xiaochuan was placed in front of the pool.

He countered, "Didn't you feel there was something about me that kept attracting you? Is it this thing?"

Seeing this, the island spirit suddenly became restless. She could indeed feel the power that had been drawing her in all along emanating from this sword.

Then, involuntarily, he moved closer to [Xiaochuan].

This time, without the constraints of [Supreme Blessing].

When the island spirit's water-constructed body came into contact with the sword.

Just like snow melting under the blazing sun, it instantly collapsed and ceased to take shape.

The spirit contained within is being rapidly absorbed by [Xiaochuan].

The next second, a familiar voice rang in Wu Wang's ears:

"Well done, little brother."

"Where did you find the fragments of my broken soul?"

hum-

The voice of the eldest sister, Wu Qing, appeared.

[Xiaochuan] burst into the air with a sword cry and fell back into Wu Wang's hand.

In an instant, Wu Wang felt as if his consciousness had entered a secluded room.

The eldest sister sat cross-legged in front of her, and semi-transparent sword-shaped objects slowly floated and rotated around her soul.

This made Wu Wang overjoyed. He exclaimed, "Big sister! You're awake!"

However, Wu Qing's next words poured cold water on his enthusiasm.

"It's only temporary. The injuries I sustained back then didn't just shatter my soul into two parts. You could say that only half of my soul remained in [Xiaochuan]. The other half was blown to pieces, and there were more than one fragment."

"I reckon he won't be asleep for long after waking up this time."

Upon hearing this, Wu Wangxian felt somewhat regretful.

Then I felt a little surprised.

You should know that the eldest sister doesn't have this "immortal" trait.

As the saying goes, a person has three souls and seven spirits.

Aside from Shangguan He, whom we encounter in this instance, who can perform special cutting and surgery on souls.

Under normal circumstances, even the absence of any one of these elements would have a significant impact.

At best, it can cause mental impairment; at worst, it can lead to death.

It's hard to imagine that the eldest sister, as a human being, could still survive when her soul was shattered and only half remained.

Just how strong was she back then?!

Thinking about this, Wu Wang also noticed another thing that was not right.

Just as I was about to ask my older sister a question.

The other person spoke up, saying, "Brother, this fragment of soul reminds me of the kind of attack we encountered when the plane crashed."

Wu Wang had already noticed it.

From my perspective back then, when I had no abilities whatsoever.

The plane suddenly exploded and disintegrated in mid-air.

Such an accident would be a death sentence for any human on board the plane.

But for the older woman on the plane at that time...

For that powerful and ruthless immortal in the game of Spirit Disaster.

How could a simple explosion have killed her?

Moreover, the explosion wouldn't have caused her soul-level damage to this extent.

Clearly, it was more than just an explosion.

Although Wu Wang already knew that the plane crash was related to the woman at the Pluto Research Institute and some kind of ritual initiated by the crying-faced monster in the instance.

However, he was unaware of the specific methods used in the attack.

Now that the eldest sister has awakened, these memories can fill in the gaps in this part of the clues!

He desperately wanted to know—

The eldest sister once fought with someone on an airplane.

Yes! It must be some kind of battle!

However, just as the eldest sister, Wu Qing, was about to answer.

A familiar sense of detachment welled up in Wu Wang's heart, and everything around him began to lose its color and turn pure white.

"This is... an audience!?"

It's like in the previous episode of "Anecdotes of the Pear Garden," where after you finished clearing a dungeon, the big boss directly pulled you out of the dungeon and into the audience space.

This is not a low-budget version of the Cave of Pain.

It is the purest form of audience summons!
Damn it! Boss, did you have to call me at this time?

Wu Wang felt helpless.

He quickly explained to his older sister in his mind that he might meet the [Lord of Desire] next.

Tell the eldest sister not to rush to speak yet, and to discuss the matter of her ordeal after the audience.

So as not to let the [Lord of Desire] notice anything amiss.

He then hid [Xiaochuan] in his [backpack].

I fully felt the call of the audience space.

However, the scenario that Wu Wang imagined—slowly floating up from the bottom of the Sea of ​​Desire and seeing that tall, gray-white figure—did not occur.

Instead, I suddenly felt a sharp pain in my heart.

The next second, the pure white audience space turned pitch black.

This unprecedented change made him feel uneasy.

The surrounding environment was so quiet that Wu Wang could even hear the flow of his own blood and the pounding of his heart.

He asked, puzzled:

"Big boss? What kind of game are you playing now? I'm not a three-year-old anymore, I'm not afraid of the dark. How about you throw me into the sea for a suffocation game instead?"

But the echoing sound immediately made Wu Wang realize—

It felt like I was being put into some kind of enclosed space.

He then subconsciously twisted his body, intending to reach out and test the boundary of the space.

But even the slightest movement revealed a sharp, cold glint.

He pricked his fingertip, causing it to bleed.

Strangely, the wound was so small that it was almost invisible to the naked eye.

The bleeding showed no signs of stopping.

hum-

The sound of movement began to come from the surroundings.

It appears that space is constantly being compressed inward.

Immediately afterwards, Wu Wang felt as if he were being slowly sliced ​​to death, experiencing unbearable pain under various tiny, sharp, cold glints.

Within seconds, he was covered in blood from being stabbed.

Only then did a white light appear directly in front of them.

boom--

This is accompanied by the opening of some kind of gate.

The solemn image, composed of metal and obsidian and topped with a crown of thorns, comes into view.

Wu Wang then realized this.

He was trapped inside a very ancient instrument of torture—

The Iron Maiden.

This is a type of torture device used in medieval Western countries for execution, interrogation, or punishment.

Of course, this little bit of pain and torment is not important.

The key point is—how the hell did I get summoned to an audience by the Lord of Suffering?!
Holy crap! Where's the big boss?
Where have you been slacking off?!
Your best employee has been kidnapped by the CEO of the competitor next door!
Help! Where are your teammates?

This is not a ritual in the Cave of Pain, but a real audience space.

He couldn't possibly commit suicide to interrupt the audience.

Facing the complex expression on Wu Wang's face, He, filled with precision and coldness, spoke:

“tiny insects…”

"You seem to have some dissatisfaction with this audience?"

The tone of the Lord of Pain sounded ominous.

Wu Wang was thrown out of the Iron Maiden with a thud.

He lay on the ground, barely managing to lift his head despite the excruciating pain in his body.

He forced a smile and said, "You misunderstand. I was just a little intoxicated by the favor I received earlier."

“I know that grace is not the nourishment of honey, but the test of salt seeping into a cracked wound.”

“I understand that you are not a tyrant, but an eternal crucible. It is under the scorching test that the impurities in my insignificant soul can be burned away and the fragility of mortals can be tempered.”

"Ah~ praise suffering."

Boss, the situation is special right now.

I'm doing well here. Let's not contact each other for now, I'm afraid He might misunderstand.

(End of this chapter)