Immortal I Speedrun Supernatural Game

Chapter 442 What the hell am I? A mole!

Chattering——

Wu Wang tugged slightly at the iron chains binding him.

Upon discovering that these things were strapped to his body, he could not even move to the corner of the room, as he would be pulled back by the chains diagonally opposite.

The chain was shorter than expected.

In other words, at that moment, one's entire range of movement was limited to a small area in the very center of the room.

Even going to the toilet is a struggle.

"Huh? Right, how do I go to the toilet?" Wu Wang frowned and looked around.

He didn't see any toilet facilities; even a prison shouldn't have such a design.

It's very strange; this room doesn't look like a place used to imprison criminals at all.

It was more like a normal house, only a bit dilapidated and with a few extra chains.

Why are the prison guards so wary of this room?
Every prisoner who moves in will choose to commit suicide within a very short period of time?

"Yeah, why?"

Just then, Wu Wang suddenly felt as if someone was speaking in his ear, repeating the question he had just asked.

This made him turn around sharply, only to find that all he could see was the seemingly soft wall.

Auditory hallucinations?

Wu Wang shook his head.

From the words of the prison guards outside, it was clear that he had just entered this prison to serve his sentence.

Therefore, it is impossible for someone to have been trapped for a long time and developed mental health issues.

In other words, someone was indeed speaking just now.

"Where? There's nowhere to hide in this house." As he pondered this, he moved to a spot as close to the wall as possible.

The structure of the entire house is quite simple.

Apart from the light bulb on the ceiling, the only other thing in the room was a wooden bed for resting.

That's it.

The only thing that puzzled Wu Wang was that the bed was a bunk bed.

It's not surprising that prisons have bunk beds.

But why is this place, which is used for solitary confinement, also a bed that can accommodate two people?
Moreover, upon closer inspection, he could see some faint black marks along the wall, which appeared to be in various regular square shapes.

"These are... the marks of a table and chair? And a bed and some cabinets and stuff."

As a person with very strong observation skills.

Wu Wang immediately realized that, just as he had predicted, the room was not originally created as a room for imprisoning criminals.

There used to be normal furniture here, such as desks, chairs, beds, and even wardrobes.

They had been sitting on the ground for many years, and it's not surprising that there were such marks on the ground if they weren't cleaned up after being taken apart and moved.

As for the size of the bed...

The marks on the ground look somewhat like a double bed.

This suggests that there may have been two people who originally lived here.

Couples? Husband and wife? Brothers? Sisters?
After all, the two must have a very close relationship to be able to live together for such a long time.

Just as Wu Wang began to let his thoughts wander.

There was another commotion outside the door.

"Stand still! Stand still! The captain is here!" The voice belonged to the person who had initially announced the start of the gambling operation.

Immediately following was a series of rhythmic footsteps.

The two people outside the door spoke at the same time: "Hello, Captain!"

"Alright, I could hear you two talking right at the entrance. What are you pretending to be doing now, standing guard so seriously?" The captain's voice sounded a bit rough.

There was an inexplicable air of authority about him, which made people feel nervous whenever they heard his reprimands.

It was as if a tall, imposing figure with a face full of scars had appeared before me.

But the next second, the captain lowered his voice slightly and said:

"I bet he can pull through."

It's clear that he often participates in similar betting games.

But these words made the two prison guards outside gasp in shock.

"Hiss... Captain, are you crazy?"

"You made too much money last time, are you planning to lose it all back this time?"

No one has ever truly survived the five-day confinement in this special room.

Even the vast majority of criminals, no matter how rampant and arrogant they are outside, or how calm and indifferent they are when facing normal punishment, are not deterred.

We can only survive here until the morning of the fourth day at most.

This is the highest record in the hundreds of years since the Devil's Prison was created.

"Get through it? The only answer is 'die'."

"Enough with the nonsense. Open the door. I need to interrogate this guy myself."

Upon hearing the captain's order, the two prison guards dared not delay.

They each took out their keys and opened the metal door.

Wu Wang's eyes, which were lowered, shifted slightly.

Oh? It takes two keys to open the door?
This is a useful piece of information.

However, when the door opened and he turned to look, something unexpected happened—

The person who came in was not the burly captain that one might have imagined.

Instead, a tiny creature that looked like a dwarf from a fairy tale, only reaching Wu Wang's waist, walked in.

Although he did look like he was in his forties or fifties, and his muscles were bulging under his prison guard uniform.

It just looks comical given her height.

"What is this? Isn't it a normal species?"

This guy looks like a dwarf from a fantasy story.

Wu Wang couldn't help but recall the line from the dungeon description: "[Inside this building called Demon Prison, criminals from various worlds are imprisoned.]"

It seems that not only the criminals, but even the prison guards are made up of species from different worlds.

After the other person entered the room, they turned around and closed the door.

A clear hint of resistance and disgust flashed in his eyes.

That's right, that's the look in his eyes, Wu Wang is all too familiar with it.

This is the initial level of goodwill an NPC should have when they see you.

What's next?
Punishment or threats? Or something even worse?

But this time Wu Wang guessed wrong.

The dwarf's serious expression instantly turned into one of helplessness.

Leaning against the metal door behind him, he skillfully pulled a cigar thicker than his finger from his pocket.

Lighting it with a match, taking a deep breath, and then exhaling the thick smoke through your nose feels especially relaxing.

"Holy crap! Iron lungs?" Wu Wang was stunned.

Under normal circumstances, cigars are not inhaled directly into the lungs.

Because it contains far more nicotine, tar, and alkaloids than regular cigarettes.

The irritation to the lungs is no less than smoking dozens of normal cigarettes in one go.

This level of stimulation is not something a normal person can tolerate.

Whether dwarves' physical structure differs from that of humans is another matter.

“Widow, I’ll still call you by your code name. That way, it’ll be easier for you to get used to your criminal identity,” the dwarf said, casually tossing the match he’d just used to light his cigar on the ground.

These words, however, cheered Wu Wang up.

He grinned and said, "Oh? What do you mean by 'accustomed to being a criminal'? Wasn't I arrested because of my crimes?"

"And he's a criminal with particularly heinous crimes, otherwise why would he be locked up in this room?"

Hearing what he said.

The dwarf smiled with satisfaction and said with delight, "Yes! That's it! Very good! Keep it up!"

"In front of anyone, you must remember that you are a vicious criminal, not a former prison guard, understand?"

The information contained in that sentence instantly sparked a multitude of possibilities in Wu Wang's mind.

Finally, his gaze fell on the metal observation window above the dwarf's head. He pursed his lips, indicating that there were still two prison guards listening outside.

Is it really appropriate for us to openly discuss this kind of information-heavy content?

The other person, however, took another puff of their cigar without a care.

He said calmly, "Don't worry, as long as the door to this room is closed, even if you plant a bomb inside, no one outside will feel it. That observation window is just a decoration to deal with the leaders' inspections."

After saying that, he actually pulled out a pistol from his waist.

He pulled the trigger in the direction of Wu Wang.

boom--

A bullet, accompanied by a flash of fire, grazed Wu Wang's scalp and embedded itself in the wall behind him; a faint smell of burning could still be detected from his hair.

But what he was thinking wasn't why the other side dared to fire directly.

Instead, I realized that the wall was indeed rather strange.

The bullet not only didn't bounce, but the sound also vanished instantly, as if everything related to the bullet had been swallowed up.

“See? Under normal circumstances, if those two idiots outside heard gunshots, they would at least come in to check, or look through the observation window, right?” The dwarf blew on the hot air from the muzzle of the gun and put it back in his pocket. “And now? They’re still cursing me behind my back.”

Wu Wang did indeed vaguely hear the voices of the two prison guards, who were whispering about how the dwarf had gambled too much this time.

They had absolutely no intention of paying attention to what was happening inside the room.

The dwarf, cigar in mouth, nodded with satisfaction: "But I quite like your reaction. You remained calm and composed even when faced with the threat of a gun. Even with bullets grazing your scalp, you didn't yell or curse at me. You truly deserve to be the best prison guard at Paradise Prison."

The prison guards of Paradise Prison?
Based on what the other party said previously.

So that means you were transferred from another prison to this devilish prison?

“Your gun isn’t pointed at my forehead, but slightly higher. No matter if I stay still, duck, or dodge left or right, the bullet won’t hit me,” Wu Wang said expressionlessly. “Unless I’m not smart enough to be pointed at at gunpoint and have to drag these heavy chains around my body to jump up and catch bullets.”

In other words, the dwarfs are very good with a gun.

He drew his gun from his waist very quickly, and pulled the trigger casually without even having time to aim.

The angle, however, is so perfect it's astonishing.

The dwarf also began to look at Wu Wang with new respect.

He gave a thumbs up and said, "Very good, your observation skills are also quite good. You were able to determine the exact direction of my gun in an instant."

"Damn, such an excellent prison guard, I really don't know who you offended to be transferred here to do this kind of thing."

Doing... this kind of thing?
A look of confusion appeared in Wu Wang's eyes.

Somewhat puzzled, he asked, "What exactly am I supposed to do here in the Devil's Prison? They told me that you would explain the details once I arrived."

The situation is now very clear.

Most of the other players entered the instance directly as normal criminals.

But he himself had a hidden identity.

Most of them are undercover agents planted among the criminals in the Devil Prison. To prevent the criminals from knowing what the undercover agents look like, they are even transferred from other prisons.

Because of his status, the dwarf did not dislike her upon first meeting.

Judging from Wu Wang's charm stats.

This is indeed a wonderful start.

In addition, having another channel to obtain information might allow him to utilize the power of the prison guards within the Demon Prison to assist him if necessary.

I have misunderstood the grace of ultimate bliss.

He really works!

As for why Wu Wang dared to directly ask about the situation now.

That's because everything that's happening now doesn't make any sense!
Logically, if someone had already clearly defined their task and was directly transferred, there wouldn't be this face-to-face meeting.

The first thing an undercover agent must do is minimize the risk of exposure.

The dwarf could have clearly told himself before entering the demon prison, so why risk a face-to-face meeting inside?

The reason is simple—he didn't know who was coming before.

Furthermore, his earlier remarks, suggesting he felt he had offended someone and was transferred here, corroborated Wu Wang's suspicions.

This task is clearly a hot potato.

The Demon Prison wanted to borrow people from other places, but no one was willing to come.

Just then, there was an unlucky guy at Paradise Prison who, perhaps having offended some leader, was transferred there to carry out a mission without any regard for his own wishes.

And now I'm that unlucky guy.

“Yes, that’s why I’m here to see you.” The dwarf’s cigar was still puffing out smoke, but it didn’t affect his speech at all: “Your mission objective is actually very simple: just help us capture someone.”

"Arrest people? Don't you listen to what you're saying? Aren't all the people here arrested before they got in?" Wu Wang retorted instinctively.

Are you crazy?! Arresting people in prison?
Otherwise, how did everyone get in? Did they get in after taking the college entrance exam and filling out their college applications?
The dwarf sighed and said, “The situation is a bit special. A criminal known as the ‘Doomsday Prophet’ has recently gained notoriety and has boasted that he will complete a prison break in the Demon Prison. You know, prison breaks are absolutely forbidden in prisons, otherwise it would be a trampling on our reputation and prestige.”

"After all, this is the Devil's Prison! In the hundreds of years since its establishment, no criminal has ever escaped."

"However, intelligence indicates that the other party has infiltrated the Demon Prison and may attempt to break out at any time."

“We admit hundreds or thousands of criminals each time we go in. There are tens of thousands of criminals incarcerated here, and nobody knows which criminal’s identity he used to get in.”

"That's why we thought of strengthening security while also finding a way to catch him out from within beforehand."

Oh, now Wu Wang understands.

You want to find someone to work with you from the inside, right?

But he still asked, puzzled, "You're so confident in yourselves, with no one having successfully escaped from prison in hundreds of years, why are you taking this so seriously?"

Upon hearing this, the dwarf's expression became even more complicated.

His eyes were filled with pity as he looked at Wu Wang.

He slowly replied, "Because he has successfully escaped from the last of the three major prisons that are on par with our [Demon Prison] and [Heaven Prison]—[Mortal Prison]—and caused an unprecedented riot, resulting in the escape of hundreds of heinous criminals."

"No one has successfully escaped from the Mortal Prison for over a thousand years, and that's why he's recently gained fame."

"This incident has caused quite a stir, and it even directly provoked the [Demon Prison], so the higher-ups have no choice but to take it seriously."

This explanation made Wu Wang nod in agreement.

So that's how it is. There must be a precedent; the other person really does have some skills that made the boss worry, right?

Suddenly, a question came to his mind.

He frowned, puzzled, and said, "Since he's already been to the Mortal Prison, why don't we just ask them to provide a list of escaped criminals and compare it with ours? Surely the list can't be without photos?"

At this point, the dwarf captain had an even bigger headache.

The cigar in his hand was almost finished, and the whole room was filled with white smoke.

"That's the most troublesome part. We speculate that he might be able to change his appearance, aura, or even everything related to his identity."

"In other words, he didn't find another crime to be arrested in the [Devil's Prison] on his own; rather, he quietly took the place of a normal criminal."

"From an archival perspective, there is absolutely no problem."

Wu Wang felt increasingly headache-inducing as he listened.

Because he himself has similar abilities, the convenience of the fake smile mask can only be described by those who use it.

Therefore, Wu Wang naturally understood even more how difficult it was to capture someone who could change their identity at any time.

After thinking for a moment, he pointed to the wall of the room and asked again:
"Although it's very difficult, wouldn't completing this task be a major achievement that could lead to a promotion and a raise? Why is no one willing to come?"

The other party has been to the [Mortal Prison], so the prison guards from that area cannot be used.

Although the most suitable people to be transferred here to help as undercover agents are those from Paradise Prison.

But a generous reward will surely attract brave men!
Wu Wang did not believe that all the prison guards would give up on this great achievement.

Unless, for some special reason.

And now there is another special place—this eerie room.

Wu Wang would never believe that there was any connection between the two.

He was getting to the crucial point.

The dwarf captain threw his finished cigar on the ground and stomped on it twice.

He sighed and said, "The reason is simple: we want to bring in a new criminal during this sensitive period without arousing suspicion that you're an undercover agent..."

"Then we really have to stay in this room."

"Believe me, no one in the Devil's Prison will suspect the criminal living in this room. Everyone will think you are a real hardened criminal."

"Because you'll really die if you live here."

Wu Wang: “?”

Now I know why no one is helping you.

So you guys recruited not just undercover agents, but a fucking suicide squad!
No wonder he said that he was an unlucky guy who offended people when he did this task.

How much do you earn a month? Why are you risking your life like that!
(End of this chapter)