Immortal I Speedrun Supernatural Game

Dongdong——dongdong——

Alexander's heart began to race. As someone with the intelligence to be part of the Tower of Order's think tank, he naturally understood the meaning of those words without needing Wu Wang's explanation.

"This guy... has only been to Nightmare-level dungeons? How is that possible!"

Reason told him that it might be true.

His intuition told him that if this were true, then the person sitting opposite him might not be human.

If he cleared two Nightmare dungeons in a row after the open beta, which is how he reached level 42, then that would be reasonable.

But what about before the public beta?
How many nightmare instances has he experienced?
Alexander dared not think about it further.

He feared that the more he thought about it, the more pressure he would feel.

Ultimately, he could only conclude that the guy was talking nonsense or just bragging.

Otherwise, he really couldn't think of any way to make a player who had only participated in the Nightmare dungeon from beginning to end survive until now.

Whether it's even possible to do it or not is one thing, but how could such an arrangement possibly occur in the Spirit Disaster game is another matter entirely.

What merit or ability does Yan Shuangying possess to warrant such targeting from the Spirit Disaster game?
"Hmph! I won't be fooled! You think you can use this method to put me down? No way!"

Alexander wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and convinced himself of his own logical consistency.

After all, humans cannot imagine situations beyond their comprehension.

Wu Wang gave a mysterious smile and didn't offer much explanation, simply shrugging and saying, "Maybe it was just to scare you, who knows?"

After saying that, he tapped on the conference table.

A can of iced cola appeared in front of him. He popped it open, a look of enjoyment on his face, took a big gulp, and let out a satisfied burp.

He actually used a clever trick just now.

The account 【燕双赢】's level is actually only displayed with a few question marks, and there is no accurate number.

Therefore, during the presentation, Wu Wang secretly hid his ID and switched to the account of "Widow" to only reveal his level, thus successfully deceiving everyone.

Of course, this was also for the sake of others, especially the white guy's heart.

If level 42 scared him like this, what would happen if he were shown three question marks? He'd be scared to death!

After recovering slightly, Alexander looked at Qin Shusheng and Wan Shitong beside him and found that neither of them had commented on his previous remarks.

This, however, made him somewhat apprehensive.

Little did they know, Qin Shusheng and Wan Shitong were indeed now considering the veracity of this matter.

Wan Shi Tong has its own channels to confirm that before the [Public Beta], Yan Shuangying solved a single-player [Nightmare] dungeon called [The Chronicles of the Desolate Village].

The strategy guide has now been sealed by the Bureau of Extraordinary Events. She doesn't know the specific details, but she's certain that this incident happened.

Qin Shusheng goes without saying.

He himself had worked with Yan Shuangying to conquer two Nightmare dungeons and acknowledged that she indeed possessed that level of ability.

But this is what I'm capable of now.

What kind of hardship did Yan Shuangying endure before she grew up?

"Alright, let's finalize the start time, then this meeting can adjourn." Wu Wang said cheerfully after confirming that the Coke bill was charged to the person who booked the private room.

After his heartbeat calmed down a bit, Alexander said coldly, "Of course, the sooner the better. Otherwise, it wouldn't be good if they noticed anything. I can get to the dungeon location by nine o'clock tonight."

Beneath the mask covering his face, the all-knowing man casually remarked, "I could get there back then too."

Wu was quite satisfied with this.

He couldn't wait to get into the dungeon.

Otherwise, the longer you stay in the real world, the more likely the "crying face monster" will find you by smell.

We'll discuss it with Xie Zhi later; borrowing the [Bureau of Strange Affairs]'s means of transportation shouldn't be a problem.

So he nodded and said OK.

Qin Shusheng laughed and said, "Then I'll go over there first to sample the local delicacies and wait for the three of you to arrive. It's an honor to be the notary for this transaction."

With things having come to this point, Alexander had nothing more to say and got up to leave the conference room.

Before leaving, he gave Wu Wang several meaningful glances, as if he were pondering something or perhaps wary of a certain possibility.

What if he wasn't lying?
Anyway, just remember this for now.

Even if it's just a lie, it can be used to enter the database to help analyze Yan Shuangying's personality traits and how to deal with him.

I hope it really is a lie...

Otherwise, Alexander really wouldn't know what kind of guy he was competing with.

The all-knowing man first thanked Qin the scholar.

He then got up and prepared to leave.

As an information broker, her own safety is absolutely her top priority. Encountering someone in a dungeon in the real world is quite risky for her.

After all, she possesses a wealth of information that high-level players would find interesting. If her whereabouts were leaked, she might find herself in a trap when she emerged from the dungeon.

Therefore, she also needed to make some preparations before leaving to ensure her safe arrival and retreat.

When only three people remained in the room.

After finishing his cola, Wu Wang, who had been slumped over the table with his head down, seemingly engrossed in something, finally looked up and asked another question—

"How's the situation with Director Qinglong? He didn't reply to my message earlier."

Wu Wang felt that there were probably only a handful of players in the entire world who were able to understand the current situation of Qinglong.

Qin Shusheng is definitely one of them.

However, the other party did not give a direct answer to the question, but instead waved his fan and said in a riddle-like manner, "Children should not worry about adult matters. Don't worry, the sky won't fall."

Although his tone was somewhat frivolous, Wu Wang understood from his eyes that Qin Shusheng could not possibly answer this question directly.

At least this attitude shows that there isn't a major situation on Director Qinglong's side yet; at least it hasn't reached the point where the Venerables are joining forces to fully invade reality.

Otherwise, the world would have been in turmoil long ago.

So Wu Wang could only nod and say, "That's fine. If you can, please also pass on a message to the director, saying that my big boss is no longer at home and we should be careful that he doesn't go visiting other people's houses."

Qin Shusheng: "?"

You're starting to use riddles now, aren't you?

What big boss? What kind of casual visitor?

However, since he was also a riddle enthusiast, Qin Shusheng would certainly not be foolish enough to ask what it meant. Even if he was really curious, he would only try to find the answer himself.

Because he took the initiative to ask Wu Wang a question.

Wouldn't that mean we've lost again?
After nodding in agreement, he said softly, "This time, I'll consider it a win for me. We're even now."

Wu Wang walked to the door of the conference room.

He chuckled and said, "I didn't ask you to come, so it doesn't count. Besides, your level is definitely not up to mine yet, right?"

"That's three to one, the gap is getting bigger and bigger. The revolution is not yet successful, comrades still need to work hard."

Having said that, he immediately stepped out.

And he logged off and left [Spirit Disaster Square] as quickly as possible to return to reality. He was afraid that if he was even a step too late, Qin Shusheng would continue to argue about who won and who lost.

That's how a rogue acts: after expressing their opinion, they run away, never giving the other party a chance to review or refute.

Sure enough, the moment Wu Wang left, Qin Shusheng took off his mask, grinned, and cursed, "That bastard, when we get to Yunzhou City tonight, I'll kick you into the dungeon!"

Yunzhou City is the destination of this trip.

The province is located in the southwest of China, bordering neighboring countries. Even before the [public beta], border controls were exceptionally strict.

If the technology brought by the Tower of Order hadn't been so important, the Bureau of Extraordinary Events probably wouldn't have allowed them to use a dungeon passage in this place as a verification method.

After calming down, Qin Shusheng was still thinking about Wu Wang's words when he asked about Qinglong's situation before leaving.

Although it sounded a bit stiff, he could still sense some concern in it.

"Hehe, Azure Dragon, you are right. Humanity's future must be in our own hands. Everyone is paying close attention to your situation, and their covetousness for reality is becoming more and more obvious."

"Are you really sure you want to go that far?"

"There's no going back now..."

The lights in the conference room gradually dimmed, leaving Qin Shusheng alone in the dark environment.

Like a philosopher deep in thought.

It's like a gravedigger mourning those things that have passed away and cannot be recovered.

A moment later, Qin Shusheng's voice, filled with gritted teeth, echoed from the darkness—

"Huh? The meeting minutes show that a hundred cans of iced cola were consumed? Damn! That's a whole three thousand coins! Did that little bastard even secretly pack some up and take them with him? I knew he was doing something else while he was slumped over the table!"

"Yan Shuangying! Pay back the money!"

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Wu Wang returned to reality and adjusted his state of mind.

He left the lounge to meet the Xie Zhi.

After all, this time she was providing assistance as a "widow" and to resolve the subsequent troubles with Ilmuy.

Even though things have come to this point, it wouldn't matter much if the Xie Zhi knew that I was Yan Shuangying.

But it's like when you're on the battlefield, you jokingly say that your beloved is xxx, but in reality, it's a two-dimensional character, and you're too embarrassed to say it out loud for fear of being laughed at.

As a result, they were attacked. The captain shouted, "I heard you have a lovely wife. Live on!" and then rushed into the enemy lines to buy time for you to break through.

Now that things have come to this, I can no longer bring myself to tell anyone that my wife is into anime and manga.

His close comrade shouted, "Don't let the captain die in vain! Live on!" and then he rushed into the enemy lines to fill the gap.

Now that things have come to this, it's even more difficult to admit that my wife is into anime and manga.

When your breakout attempt failed and you were about to become a prisoner of war, the enemy said, "You have a wife, right? Go back! Get away from all this!" and then let you go.

Now that things have come to this, I absolutely cannot reveal that my wife is a fan of anime/manga!
The current situation of Wu's demise is similar to this.

After experiencing so many events with Xie Zhi under the identity of Yan Shuangying, Wu Wang felt that he had completely missed the point of explaining himself.

Now we have no choice but to keep it a secret.

However, just as Wu Wang arrived on the deck and asked Mary to call the Xie Zhi out of the lounge, a strange system notification suddenly rang in his ears—

[Wanbao Auction Ticket Holder: Widow]

[We are pleased to inform you that the highly anticipated Wanbao Auction will be held in 128 hours. At that time, please hold your admission ticket and stand in an open area. The great Wanbao Auctioneer, Fujihiro Adolf, will personally welcome you into the auction venue.]

Don't be stingy with your own value! At this all-encompassing Wanbao Auction, exchange it for anything you desire!

Welcome!

[Note: Wanbao Auction is exclusively licensed by Tengxun Adolf. We guarantee authenticity and will compensate tenfold for any counterfeit products. We are honest and trustworthy. Please report any similarities.]

No matter where in the world the pirate manufacturers come from, we have always adopted a policy of relentlessly pursuing and punishing unscrupulous businesses, no matter how far they may be!

This inexplicable news startled Wu Wang, who pulled out a piece of hard cardboard, about the size of an invitation, with a gold-rimmed border, from his backpack.

The words "Wanbao Auction Admission Ticket" were prominently displayed in gold lettering.

And at this moment, a countdown is playing like a projection below the large characters.

The time was exactly 128 hours, which is about five days and a little over.

"This thing... I remember getting it from the Smile Shelter, right? Judging from the name, it's something from the Black-Hearted Penguin."

Wu Wang still remembered that it was a dungeon about fake people in [Hope], and one of the rewards for clearing it was this item.

However, after obtaining it, I couldn't find any way to trigger it; no matter how I used it, I always got nothing—

[Coming soon]

The response consisted of these four large characters.

So he left it at the very bottom of his backpack and never looked at it again.

I never expected it to trigger on its own!

After all that, it turns out the so-called "stay tuned" message can only be solved by a formal auction held by the shady penguin company!
"Perfect timing. I was just wondering how to get Oink to contact Blackheart Penguin. After all, who knows which dungeon world that thing does business in every day? Blackheart Penguin will definitely be there for the auction. I'll summon Oink there then," Wu Wang thought to himself.

He also thought it was a rare way to increase strength without taking any damage.

Without a doubt, while the Blackheart Penguin may not reach the level of a Venerable One, it is definitely above the ranks of Venerable One's descendants.

And Wu Wang had to admit that although this guy was ruthless, his stuff was genuine.

As long as you are willing to pay the corresponding price, you can definitely get a lot of useful things from the black-hearted penguins to fight against the descendants of the Venerable One.

Moreover, attending the Wanbao Auction is also a way to hide from the "crying face monster." Wu Wang doesn't believe the other party would dare to cause trouble on the Black-hearted Penguin's territory.

I absolutely have to attend this auction!
"128 hours, which means the time to go to the Nightmare dungeon in Yunzhou City must be controlled within five days, otherwise if we miss it, we don't know when the next auction will be held."

Wu Wang calculated the time.

A smile involuntarily crept onto his lips.

It's a quick run of the Necropolis game.

I'm used to this kind of thing!
I just don't know if the know-it-all and Alexander can adapt to their own methods for navigating dungeons.

Looks like a big show is about to begin!

At this moment, not far away, the Xie Zhi, who had just boarded the deck, saw Wu Wang leaning against the railing, laughing like a villain, almost letting out a strange, onomatopoeic laugh.

He silently confirmed some things.

"Hmm, it seems that the widow is indeed Yan Shuangying. It's hard to find someone like him who seems mentally unstable at first glance."

"No matter how much they're from the same school, they can't be this similarly insane! Oh, wait a minute, did Director Qinglong tell me not to expose him? Does that mean he's implying that Brother Yan actually has a split personality? And that I shouldn't provoke him?"

"Is the widow his second personality?"

Thinking of this possibility, Xie Zhi looked at Wu Wang with not only the camaraderie of their past comrades, but also a hint of encouragement and admiration.

Living is not easy!
Fight against heaven, fight against earth.

You still have to fight against yourself!

Unbeknownst to either party, a misunderstanding was gradually deepening... (End of Chapter)