Immortal I Speedrun Supernatural Game

Chapter 444 The Non-existent Roommate
[Heavenly Cripple] [Lv30]

[Land Deficiency] [Lv30]

Jiang Xiaoming

The information about the three people speaking was fully displayed under Wu Wang's [Vision of Truth].

The first two are clearly friends, or rather, a man and a woman, and their relationship is probably more than just friends; they are likely closer than that.

The unlucky guy who broke into Wu Wang's house to steal things and got pulled into the instance should be a true newbie.

After all, there wasn't even a rank listed after his name.

Only if you are lucky enough to clear the level will you be able to enter the settlement space to register a Spirit Disaster player account.

As for the two silent men, they surprised Wu Wang somewhat—

【Baili Dao】【Lv10】

[Northern Wolf] [Lv18]

Hey, it's an old friend!
One was a friend who helped him learn about the common knowledge of the Spirit Disaster game and get in touch with the Bureau of Extraordinary Events; the other was a subordinate he had rescued from the Xie Zhi during the "Masquerade Ball".

However, as Wu Wang smiled, his gaze gradually turned cold.

I certainly don't have any issues with the two guys behind me. In fact, it's nice to run into acquaintances in the dungeon so we can cooperate easily.

The key issue is that there are too many players in the Necropolis.

How come there are so many players in this dungeon?
Don't forget, this is our own home! No matter how much the dungeon passage expands, it will only affect the neighbor's side at most.

It's understandable that a thief accidentally broke in.

It would be strange if other players from the Calamity appeared here.

Not to mention two level 30 players.

Logically speaking, there shouldn't be any players of this level in Mingyang City. Even Xie Zhi, the former head of the Bureau of Extraordinary Affairs, was only in his twenties.

Now that they have not only appeared, but also in his own home, Wu Wang does not think this is a coincidence.

Wu Wang is no longer worried about his identity being exposed in reality. He has become quite intimidating to other players in the Spirit Disaster. His second sister is also gradually becoming stronger as she absorbs the [Fragments of the Past], enough to protect herself.

However, this does not mean that he does not mind others investigating him, or even secretly sneaking into his home.

He wanted to figure out why the other person had come to his house.

“That’s true, but we also need to find out more about the situation from that serious offender, right?” North Wolf suddenly said abruptly.

Baili Dao chimed in, "Indeed, this damn mission keeps making us protect the [Doomsday Prophet] from escaping from prison, but they don't tell us who this guy is. What if he's that serious criminal? What happens to our mission if he dies in his room?"

Upon hearing this, the other players fell silent.

That makes some sense.

Right now, the person in the entire prison most likely to die at any moment is probably that serious offender.

Perhaps this is why the game's mission requires them to protect the "Doomsday Prophet"—he might actually be the mission target.

“No rush. Don’t forget there’s still the job of killing the prison guard spy.” Tian Can suddenly spoke up and said coldly, “This is an unprecedented dual-main-quest dungeon. At least, I’ve never encountered one before. Completing either one will allow you to clear the dungeon. Interesting.”

The only female player, Di Quetou, said, "Indeed, I think we can split into two groups. The three of you can go and find the [Doomsday Prophet], while Tian Can and I will investigate the prison guard infiltrator."

These words made Jiang Xiaoming instinctively want to refute them.

Although he wasn't a veteran player of the Necropolis raid, he was just a newcomer to the game.

But even a casual thought would make it clear that killing someone is much easier than protecting them, right?
After all, protecting this area requires not only finding out who the "doomsday prophet" is, but also continuing until the other party successfully escapes from prison, and who knows what kind of problems might arise along the way.

To kill an undercover agent, all you need to do is find out their identity and find a way to kill them.

This mission doesn't even require players to kill the undercover agent and then escape; they can leave the instance the moment the agent dies.

"You guys are so high level... why are you giving us such difficult tasks?"

Jiang Xiaoming muttered something under his breath.

But Tian Can, standing beside him, mocked, "All of our props are locked in the storage room. If we really can't get them back in the end, can you kill people more efficiently than the two of us when you're unarmed?"

These words left the other three speechless for a moment.

Indeed, as level 30 players, Tiancan and Dique are stronger than them in terms of both basic physical stats and the skills they may possess.

This kind of simple and straightforward task is actually the easiest to accomplish when it's handled by the two of them.

They wouldn't feel comfortable entrusting it to the other three.

After all, no matter how much you miss the items in the storage room and want to take them back, when there's really no other way, you'll definitely have to prioritize your own life.

Just then, a dwarf prison guard standing not far from the three of them walked over.

He cursed viciously, "Damn it! Why are you making such a racket while eating? Can't you just shut your beak and eat in peace?"

After saying that, he raised his baton and struck Jiang Xiaoming twice on the back, almost making him vomit up the food he had just swallowed.

A sense of sorrow welled up in my heart.

Damn it! Why am I the unlucky one again?!
The other four talked so much and didn't get beaten up, so why did they have to pick on me, a coward, to beat up?

The prison guards had their eyes on the five of them.

During the rest of the meal, the players stopped communicating with each other, only exchanging glances from time to time.

They are also conducting preliminary screening and observation of the criminals eating in the cafeteria, which is also a natural step for players to observe others as they begin to interact with them.

Wu Wang, who was sitting alone at a certain dining table and receiving special treatment, made his expression increasingly interesting.

In fact, after he saw through the trap that came with the undercover identity in the room, he began to consider whether the difficulty of this instance was too friendly.

After all, once you find the "Doomsday Prophet," you can just go undercover, cooperate with him, and escape together, right?
Anyway, the main mission is to escape from prison.

Unexpectedly, the conversations among other players left Wu Wang feeling helpless.

My main quest is definitely different from that of normal players!

"It's one thing for [Supreme Joy] to be exerting its power, but damn it, is Abyss God also exerting its power?"

The wonderful start stemming from one's identity is the blessing of "Supreme Bliss," and it goes without saying who the main question that follows comes from.

This isn't the first time that my mission has been modified in such a strange way by the Abyss God.

The situation is not as simple as it seems now; the undercover agent's identity must never be revealed to the players.

Although those two level 30 players definitely couldn't kill him.

But once they take action, they are very likely to reveal their identities to the hidden "doomsday prophet".

At that time, the other party will definitely be more vigilant, making it even more difficult to find him or cooperate with him.

As for escaping from prison on his own...

Wu Wang pondered for a moment.

He always felt that at the beginning of the dungeon, the dwarf captain deliberately described to him the achievement of "Demon Prison"—that no one had ever successfully escaped from it in hundreds of years.

Furthermore, the [Mortal Prison] has maintained its myth for a thousand years without being broken.

But then, someone called the "Doomsday Prophet" succeeded.

Does that prove that the other party possesses a unique method or tool for successfully escaping from prison?

In other words, apart from contacting the "Doomsday Prophet," it is absolutely impossible for anyone else to escape from prison on their own.

This possibility cannot be ruled out.

While Wu Wang was pondering, the other criminals had almost finished their meals.

Watching them get up and walk past him as they left the canteen, Wu Wang continued to eat his swill-like meal at a leisurely pace. "Tsk, I'm quite curious, what kind of expert cook did this prison kitchen hire? How could they turn perfectly good food into such a monstrosity?" Wu Wang said, picking a pig hair out of his bowl.

This dish is so poorly made!
Just as he was cursing, a female criminal who happened to be passing by stepped on the oil on the ground, slipped and fell to the ground.

And its position was perfectly aligned with Wu Wang.

boom--

"what happened?"

The dwarf prison guard next to her immediately drew his gun, pointed it at the woman, and shouted at her.

The other person quickly pointed to the spilled soup and vegetables on the ground, trembling, indicating that he had only slipped.

Seeing this, the prison guard impatiently told her to get out of there.

He then glared fiercely at Wu Wang.

Tell him not to do anything strange.

Wu Wang shrugged and continued eating the strange food.

After the meal, all the prisoners had to return to their cells for a midday rest.

Even the fall of Wu was no exception.

But when he returned to the eerie room, he immediately sensed that something was wrong.

There are other people in the house!

The beds were originally bunk beds, but the moment he opened the door, he could clearly see a boy with slightly dark skin sitting on the upper bunk.

The other person was staring blankly at the light bulb on the ceiling.

Judging from his height and age, he looks to be only a few years old. He doesn't look like a criminal who would be imprisoned in the Demon Prison at all!
Well, okay, not necessarily.

After all, the law enforcement procedures of the dwarf prison guards here are almost the same as those in the US federal government. Who knows if the criminals are also similar?

Whether this thing is even human is still up for debate.

After all, there is one rule—

[4. When a new cellmate enters your cell, make sure he is escorted in by a dwarf guard. If not, report it to the guard.]

It's obvious that the little black boy couldn't have been thrown in here by prison guards.

After all, the two prison guards who took the key to the cafeteria had walked with him the whole way, and Wu Wang didn't believe that the key to this room would be a backup with any other prison guard.

He came in by himself.

And strangely enough, the two short prison guards acted as if they didn't see the black boy at all, and just kept urging Wu Wang to enter the room.

Then, just like before.

Point a gun at him, throw him the key, and make him unlock his handcuffs and shackles himself, then re-cuff the four strange room chains.

After doing all this.

They then naturally closed the metal door and left.

The room fell into a deathly silence.

Wu Wang did not immediately communicate with the little black boy, but instead expressionlessly took out a small, folded piece of paper from his hand.

This is what the female criminal shoved into my hand so quickly when she fell and bumped into me.

Fortunately, there's a shortcut for hiding items in the backpack; otherwise, Wu Wang would probably have had to hide it by mixing it with his food and stuffing it in his mouth.

"Chatting with me despite the rules... could you be the [Doomsday Prophet]?"

Wu Wang chuckled.

Rule Seven —

Other inmates are advised not to have any verbal communication with the serious offenders held in "that room" unless you also wish to move in.

Under this rule, the other party has to pass notes. Although she didn't speak, it's not exactly a violation of the rule, but it's clear that she genuinely wanted to communicate with him.

After unfolding the paper strip.

Wu Wang saw two hastily written sentences on it—

"You will see people in the room that only you can see, and they may look like anything."

"If you don't want to die, come find me at the basketball court on the left side of the playground during your break."

This made Wu Wang even more curious.

The person the other party mentioned, whom only they could see, must be this little black boy.

But how did this person know?
Could it be that all the serious criminals who previously stayed in this room died at the hands of this little black boy?
Because others couldn't see the little black child, they mistakenly thought the serious offender had committed suicide.

"Looks like someone knows this room pretty well. What do you think, Kobe?" Wu Wang casually tossed the note on the ground and looked up with a smile.

"..."

The little black boy ignored Wu Wang.

His gaze remained fixed on the light bulb on the ceiling, occasionally glancing at Wu Wang's shadow under the light.

"If only I can see your existence, is your image fixed? Is it the same in the eyes of everyone who lived here before? Or is it tailor-made according to my ideas?"

"If it's the latter, then I might know why you're a little black kid."

Wu Wang plopped down on the ground and said with a grin, "Maybe in my opinion, having Black people in prison is the most normal environment."

"Speaking of which, if you are just an illusion that exists only in my mind, then wouldn't I be considered your master? But I'm not white."

"Does hearing sirens and gunshots while you're running make you run faster?"

"Speaking of which, you know even the mermaids in our area are black? I think it's probably because they live on the seabed and see black people the most, especially in the Atlantic Ocean."

"Do you know what you and pillow fights have in common? The harder you hit, the more cotton you get."

"..."

Wu Wang's incessant chatter echoed throughout the room.

But none of these jokes made the little black boy laugh, perhaps because his father hadn't taught him how to laugh heartily.

Haha, just kidding.

He may not even have met his own father.

So Wu Wang forgave him.

Just then, the other person's gaze finally fell upon them, and they said in a teasing, childlike voice, "Play a game with me, of course. It's no use refusing. No matter how much noise you make here, no one outside will know."

"You can't escape now."

bang-

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Wu Wang's bound limbs merge into his own shadow, breaking free from the seemingly unbreakable chains that were tightly attached to his skin.

The chain slammed to the ground with a heavy thud.

Wu Wang twisted his neck.

He smiled and said, "That's exactly what I was going to say, if you're not an illusion."

"Then you can't escape either."

(End of this chapter)