Immortal I Speedrun Supernatural Game

Chapter 471 Wake up! A rebellion has broken out!
Oink didn't seem very surprised by Jiang Xiaoming's sudden change in appearance.

Instead, he calmly said, "I knew your research on the Demon Prison couldn't be that superficial; you've probably already gained control over most of its area, haven't you?"

Upon hearing this, Jiang Xiaoming shrugged.

He brandished the butcher's knife in a flourish and said, "Who knows? Don't you also want to quickly master its power so you can leave this prison?"

The prison he was referring to wasn't this demonic prison, but the entire world.

For Oink, the whole world is a prison without borders.

However, Oink frowned and pondered, "Perhaps. I just suddenly feel a sense of apprehension about its power. Its recent activity has made me somewhat uneasy."

thump—

Jiang Xiaoming suddenly slammed the butcher knife into the cutting board.

His expression was slightly distorted and ferocious as he said viciously, "Uneasy? What could be uneasy about? Are you worried that I'll harm you after obtaining this power? Or are you worried that this power won't reach the level you expect?"

Looking at Jiang Xiaoming like this.

Oink did not give a direct answer.

After a moment of contemplation, he sighed and said, "Have you ever considered that the way the prison's exercise yard can so quickly deplete the prisoners' energy and spirit is not simply a matter of depletion, but rather a form of absorption?"

"Why does it instinctively absorb the life force of criminals and store it in its own mindless corpse...?"

Before Oink could finish speaking...

Jiang Xiaoming waved his hand dismissively.

He said in an extremely perfunctory manner, "So what? You know perfectly well that its main consciousness is dead, but the corpse still possesses strong vitality. Is it strange that it has some physiological reactions? Just like a person needs to breathe to live, it's reasonable for its corpse to need oxygen, right?"

"Do you really think it absorbs vital energy in order to resurrect itself? Don't be ridiculous, death and resurrection are not that simple."

The warden simply attributed this unusually simplistic phenomenon to a physiological reaction.

They even described absorbing the energy and spirit of criminals as the oxygen needed for breathing.

Oink felt a wave of helplessness.

He continued to gently persuade her, "Alright, even if this is a normal physiological phenomenon, it's just for maintaining activity, so it shouldn't require such a huge amount of essence, energy, and spirit, right?"

"Where is the excess essence, energy, and spirit stored? No matter how wondrous its existence may be, it is still just a corpse. Death proves that it is also a creature with limits."

"Have you really thought about what would happen if your stored energy and spirit exceeded a certain threshold?"

The voices of doubt surrounding Oink are growing louder.

Seeing that Jiang Xiaoming chose to remain silent and did not make any response.

He continued, "For example, right now, you should be controlling this kid by feeding him the flesh and blood tissue I'm feeding him. This also proves that you've made great progress in your research on this corpse. In time, you might be able to refine the entire Demon Prison into another body of your own."

"Then you should also be able to sense that this kid's physical attributes haven't simply been enhanced."

“He is being nourished by the prison. The energy and spirit he lost are not being restored normally, but rather the prison is transferring some of the energy and spirit it absorbed from other criminals to him.”

"Could this situation be interpreted as the prison itself gradually approaching its limit, and its physical defense mechanisms trying to expel excess energy?"

Upon hearing this, Jiang Xiaoming immediately said, "Isn't this a good thing? It has been dormant for hundreds of years! My research has not made much progress!"

"But now that it's become more active, it has provided many breakthroughs, allowing me to achieve several substantial breakthroughs all at once. I even have a feeling..."

His voice grew even lower as he said, "I feel that I will soon be able to fully understand why its existence is so powerful."

These words touched Oink.

But only for a moment, he shook his head and said, "That's not the point, old friend... I've lived here for so many years, it's not too much to call you an old friend, is it?"

Seeing that the other party did not refute.

Oink continued:
"The key question is, do you really think you can control such immense power?"

"Imagine the combined energy and spirit of thousands of criminals every day, accumulated over hundreds of years. What do you consider yourself? A god? That kind of thing doesn't exist..."

boom--

Jiang Xiaoming punched a certain ingredient on the table, smashing it to pieces, its juices splattering like a blown-out human head.

After interrupting Oink again

He said, word by word, "Your understanding is too narrow. God exists."

"This demon prison is a creation of the gods. You know how many things in it are beyond our understanding and defy common sense."

"I will use it to face the gods."

At this point, the ferocity and distortion in Jiang Xiaoming's eyes seemed to fade considerably.

His clenched fist slowly loosened, and his tone suddenly became somewhat weary, seemingly mixed with a trace of resentment as he said, "I'm just like you, I have no other choice."

"This is the only way for you to leave this world, and it is also my last straw to survive."

"Oink, I'm dying."

After saying that, Jiang Xiaoming trembled all over.

Before Oinkdo could say anything...

He looked up in confusion, a hint of fear and bewilderment flashing in his eyes.

He said tremblingly, "I...I...Mr. Ao...why are you so close..."

Clearly, the warden was no longer there, and Jiang Xiaoming had regained control of his body.

He was still worried that he had suddenly walked up to Oink, his hands still sticky as if he had crushed some ingredients.

Oh no! Will this pig-headed butcher get angry and eat me?!

Seeing that Jiang Xiaoming had returned to normal, Oink opened his mouth slightly as if to say something but then stopped, finally sighed and waved his hand, saying, "Go wash your vegetables, I'll take care of things here."

His gaze slowly turned to the door.

That was the spot where Wu Wang left the kitchen.

Hopefully, this arrival of the so-called Widow will bring me good news.

My anxiety grew stronger.

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"Ah!"

Standing among a group of prison guards, Wu Wang sneezed, rubbed his nose, and asked in confusion, "Who's thinking about me? If you love someone, just say it out loud!"

"Is it the two of you?"

Seeing Wu Wang pointing at them, the fat and thin prison guards who had just rushed over from the special room changed their expressions.

On their way here, they had already seen their imprisoned companions and heard their foul language.

We now have a fairly good understanding of the situation.

Anyway, whoever this kid says has a problem, then they have a problem.

Thinking about their attitude towards serious offenders over the past two days, the fat and thin prison guards looked increasingly grim.

They had a premonition that they were about to be arrested and dealt with.

Damn it! What kind of mess is this?!
Unexpectedly, the two sides' positions have reversed in such a short period of time.

Is it too late to reach a settlement now?
“Of course it’s not us,” the fat prison guard replied, his gaze filled with doubt as he looked at Captain Ryan not far away.

They couldn't understand why their boss would listen to the other party so much.

The skinny prison guard shrugged and cursed, "Don't bow and scrape to this kind of guy. If you want to arrest us, just arrest us. You know perfectly well whether there's a problem or not. The captain won't be kept in the dark by you forever!"

Ryan seemed to have heard the commotion and walked over with a frown.

Looking at the two men, he asked Wu Wang:
"What did they say?"

Wu Wang's expression grew increasingly mocking.

The coldness in their eyes had filled the two prison guards, one fat and one thin, with utter despair.

If this kid isn't settling a personal score, we'll just eat him up!

However, the next second, he heard the other person say nonchalantly:

"Oh, these two idiots are fine, just a bit foul-mouthed. Can I pretend they're up to something and give them a good beating with batons?" Ryan: "Get lost!"

Damn it, why are you staring at me for so long if there's nothing wrong? I was about to arrest you.

The fat and thin prison guards were stunned as they watched Wu Wang shrug, smile, and turn away.

He...did not use his position to settle personal scores?
Holy crap! When did the criminals in the Devil's Prison become so well-behaved?

The fat and thin prison guards felt like slapping themselves when they thought about the sarcastic remarks they had made to him yesterday and today.

We're so damn damned!

Little did he know, Wu Wang simply felt that the time was almost up, and he didn't have time to joke around with these two insignificant people.

Besides, these two guys didn't actually do anything to me. It's perfectly reasonable for prison guards to curse and swear at me while watching over criminals.

Moreover, after telling so many jokes about dwarves in front of them, it was already quite polite of the two prison guards, the fat and the thin one, not to pull out their guns and immediately launch into an American-style iaido.

Adding insult to injury now would only make me look petty in front of Ryan, which is completely unnecessary.

Boom——Boom——

Just as everyone was about to head to the next area, a violent explosion shook the entire corridor, making it painful to the ears.

And the explosion wasn't a single sound; it continued to travel further and further away, as if it were going to destroy everything in its path.

Ryan charged ahead towards one of the areas from which the noise was coming, shouting, "Protect Legolas and that hardened criminal! Get on my heels!"

A flicker of excitement flashed in his eyes.

finally come!

The mastermind behind this must have seen me leading the widow through area by area in a search, and couldn't sit still any longer, so they decided to forcibly take her away!
After all, the more clones are imprisoned in each area investigated, the fewer people the mastermind can mobilize.

He couldn't just stand by and watch himself capture all the clones.

They will soon be able to redeem themselves, catch the mastermind behind the scenes, and rescue their possessed clansmen!
Watching Ryan's figure disappear into the end of the corridor in the blink of an eye, Wu Wang's lips curled up slightly.

Yes, so many people have been arrested.

The "mastermind" should be getting restless by now.

He took a deep breath and slowly closed his eyes.

The already abnormally powerful mental strength became even more terrifying under Legolas's experimental treatment, which also allowed Wu Wang to control those clones with even greater precision.

Hundreds of different perspectives are now flashing through his mind, making him feel as if he's sitting in a monitoring room filled with screens.

Many of these views are focused on two very different areas, number 29 and number 2.

These two places are located in opposite positions within the Demon Prison, one at the top and the other at the bottom.

Ryan makes decisions very quickly.

He rushed towards Zone 2 first.

This is because it is the closest location to Zone 1 where the warden is located.

Ryan needed to quell the chaos in this area as quickly as possible to avoid alerting the warden, and then slowly return to Area 28 to carry out the encirclement and suppression.

According to his analysis, the mastermind behind the scenes is most likely located in area 28.

After all, the other party certainly wouldn't dare get too close to the warden, otherwise, what if the warden really intervened personally?

Wouldn't the other party be trapped like a turtle in a jar?
Further out of area 28, you'll find yourself very close to an unexploited mine.

The terrain in that location was so complex and crisscrossed that even prison guards were not allowed to enter without permission under normal circumstances, in order to avoid any unexpected situations.

You must have permission from either Ryan or Legolas to explore.

This kind of place is perfect for guerrilla warfare and for hiding widows after they've been captured.

"Next, I'll just have to surround them!"

Ryan thought to himself.

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"Next comes the righteous brawl!"

Wu Wang also perked up in his mind.

One person simultaneously controls a large number of clones who begin to frantically destroy the light bulbs around them.

Yes, as clones of the little black boy, they naturally also possess the ability to destroy light bulbs.

Wu Wang felt that this was also some kind of biometric identification, and only something related to the prison itself could destroy it.

As light bulbs failed one by one, large areas were plunged into darkness.

The criminals in Zone 2 were also completely bewildered.

However, something that was slightly unexpected for Wu Wang was that these criminals were too quiet.

Seeing that even after the transparent door disappeared, everyone remained huddled in their cells, unwilling to come out, Wu Wang felt a sense of helplessness.

Dude, you guys are way too honest!

Can't we have some dreams, some rebellious thoughts?

Look how lively the 18th ward was before!
Of course, this is purely Wu Wang talking without understanding the situation.

It is precisely because the riots he caused in the 18th arrondissement are still fresh in everyone's minds that people have become so well-behaved.

Putting aside the fact that they were already completely exhausted on the playground and basically just wanted to lie down and rest, they were completely drained of energy.

Even if you have the time to think about other things, it feels like you'd just recklessly run out and cause trouble, and in the end you'd just get a beating!
Last night's "Cage Magnetic Field" paralyzed everyone for a while.

This also made the criminals realize that the prison police could easily suppress them.

In this situation, causing trouble loses its meaning; they don't even have the desire to vent their pent-up emotions.

After all, nobody wants to get beaten up, or even shot, a few minutes later after causing a scene.

Unfortunately, they have no choice today.

Bang - Bang -

As uniformed prison guards stormed into the cells, they dragged the inmates off their beds and forcibly forced some kind of drug into their mouths.

As everyone was shocked by the rapid recovery of their energy and spirit, they also heard the most absurd things they had ever heard in their lives—

"Get up! There's a rebellion!"

"Here you go! These batons are for you. Take them and go outside to beat each other up! Especially when you see our captain coming later, give him a good beating!"

"Not going? If you don't go, I'll shoot you!"

The prison guards are urging the inmates to rebel.

He's like a military supervisor.

They even used some kind of special medicine that looked very precious to help them recover their strength, and constantly provided them with weapons.

People who don't go out and cause trouble are the ones who get shot. What the hell is going on?!

Everyone felt like they were still half asleep, or that they had been exhausted from working on the playground all day, and that they were probably having a revolving door of thoughts right now.

"Then...then shall we go outside and have a fight? Please don't point your gun at us..."

"Yes! That's it! Very spirited! Here's a reward for you, and the bullets are fully loaded!"

The criminals were forced to come out and cause trouble, and they even had to report to the prison guards, indicating that they would definitely rebel fiercely and try not to disappoint them.

They felt they needed to find an adjective even more egregious than "the collapse of morality and social order."

To put it bluntly—

The criminals are now even considering calling the police.

Unfortunately, the police were right in front of them.

And they get even more excited about causing destruction than the others.

Damn it, the Demon Prison is insane...

(End of this chapter)