Immortal I Speedrun Supernatural Game

Wu Wang gradually walked onto the stage.

Facing the judges who were discussing animatedly, it was clear that they already knew his identity as an enforcer of the law.

Countless cameras were pointed at Wu Wang.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, he remained expressionless, yet his shadow swayed eerily beneath his feet.

The next second, a clone that looked exactly like Wu Wang crawled out from his shadow.

This scene left everyone in awe.

Ignoring the clamor of the crowd, the clone shoved Wu Wang against the wall, then brought his fingers together to form a palm blade and thrust it fiercely towards Wu Wang's abdomen.

puff--

Wu Wang's body was pierced through by the clone's hand and pinned to the wall.

Before anyone could react, a second clone of the shadow appeared on the ground.

He remained expressionless as he used his hand to transform into a blade and pierce through Wu Wang's body.

This time it was the arm.

Then came the third, the fourth...

By the time the seventh clone appeared, Wu Wang's limbs and torso had been pierced through. The sixth clone pierced through his heart, but perhaps it held back a little and did not completely destroy his heart, leaving Wu Wang in a state of near death.

He presented a perfectly standard cross fixed to the wall.

Finally, the seventh clone made its move.

The blow went straight through his skull.

Life ends here.

All the clones disappeared from the spot, leaving only the figure that resembled Jesus nailed to the cross, forever etched in everyone's hearts and in the flashing lights of the camera lens.

In an instant, thunderous applause erupted from the judges' panel.

The woman at the head of the group was white-haired but with few wrinkles on her face. She spoke in a trembling voice:

"Art...this isn't suicide,this is art!"

"The seven Mr. Yan Shuangying represent his seven deadly sins, and also symbolize the human self at different stages of growth and life."

"The fact that they take turns killing themselves means that as long as a person is alive, they are constantly being murdered by themselves."

"It may seem that Mr. Yan Shuangying did not make a move himself, but in reality, every blow that killed him came from himself."

"This is an exploration of the meaning of life, an analysis of the human soul itself!"

Without hesitation, she pressed the button to advance on the table.

Normally, the first day of the auditions requires on-site judges to score the participants, and then the 64 highest-scoring participants selected by the judges from various regions will advance to the next round.

Besides that, there's the advancement button she's currently using.

This is the only way to advance besides the judges' scores.

Once pressed, the contestant's presentation will be sent to every judge in the city.

No scoring is required; as long as more than half of the judges think a player is good enough to advance, they will directly win a spot in the next round.

clap clap-

At the offline registration point, all the judges pressed the "advance" button.

They all felt that this was not only the best presentation of the day, but even the most breathtaking performance in nearly a century.

It completely breaks away from the traditional concept of suicide, which is just a change of props but essentially the same thing in a different guise.

Instead, he ended his life in a more absurd and philosophical way.

The next second, Wu Wang was resurrected and stood on the stage unharmed.

Looking up, you can see that the advertising screens on the surrounding high-rise buildings are playing a loop of your performance.

The large, blood-red letters marked it as follows—

[Unprecedented! Law enforcement officers appear on a suicide show for the first time!]

Can legends be created in every field?

【Let’s wait and see! 】

Without a doubt, from this moment on, the name Yan Shuangying will quickly become a hot topic in Eternal City.

At the same time, it also means that other players of the Spirit Disaster faction now know what role Wu Wang is.

brush--

A camera was shoved right in Wu Wang's face.

The host next to him greeted him warmly: "Mr. Yan Shuangying, as the first law enforcement officer to participate in the [Suicide Show] in history, and with such a meaningful performance in your debut, is there anything you would like to say to the audience or the other contestants?"

Wu Wang slowly turned to the camera, revealing a bright smile like that of a sunny young man.

Place your hands in front of you with your fingers spread out like a trumpet.

She said gently, "QQ Farm called me and said you guys are terrible. If you're bad, just practice more."

When this statement came out, everyone was lost.

This was followed by even more enthusiastic applause and cheers.

Audiences have always been fond of watching a good show and enjoying the drama.

This law enforcement officer's sharp and aggressive remarks are sure to make this episode of "Suicide Show" a hot topic.

In the distance, Bai Cha, who was frantically searching for her boss in the library and still feeling guilty for losing the legend, suddenly felt someone pat her on the shoulder.

Without turning his head, he said somewhat dejectedly, "After all this time, still not a single clue?"

But then he heard the know-it-all sigh and say, "We've found where they are."

Overjoyed, Bai Cha immediately asked, "Really!? Where?"

The all-knowing man pointed to the giant screen in the library behind the other person, which displayed Yan Shuangying's extremely arrogant words to the world.

He said, word by word, "He's courting death."

Bai Cha turned around, completely stunned.

Holy crap! Boss! How long have you been missing?!

Why did she go and participate in a variety show, and even generate so much buzz?!
Bai Cha originally thought that if word got back to the law enforcement headquarters that he had lost his boss, he would be too ashamed to face his colleagues.

Now everything's alright, the boss is back.

But why does she still feel ashamed to face her colleagues when she works as his secretary?
"So, are you going to the registration location to find him now?"

Hearing the words of the know-it-all.

The white tea remained silent for a moment.

Somewhat reluctant to face the truth, she said, "Let's...let's look again. Maybe that's not Lord Yan Shuangying..."

To this, the know-it-all shrugged and said, "Then I'll be going if there's nothing else for me. Same as always, transfer the money to my account. We don't know each other."

The confidentiality agreement for private investigators is two-way.

Not only are private investigators required not to disclose client information, but clients are also prohibited from revealing which private investigator they have hired.

Bai Cha nodded in agreement.

Although the other party didn't really help, at least Yan Shuangying came back, didn't she?

It's good that you're back, it's good that you're back...

She couldn't help but glance at the arrogant figure on the giant screen again, feeling a bitter taste in her mouth.

It doesn't seem that good.

Watching the all-knowing man's departing figure, Bai Cha composed herself and decided to go find Yan Shuangying.

Little did she know, the know-it-all she thought had left was sitting on a flowerbed not far from the library, looking in her direction while holding a compass in his hand.

The direction always points to the white tea.

Just now, when the all-knowing man patted her on the shoulder, he had already silently placed a skill mark on her.

In the coming days, the all-knowing person will be able to pinpoint her exact location.

Since Bai Cha is Yan Shuangying's secretary, and there was even a time when she lost him.

In the time that follows, this naive and innocent secretary will definitely not let Yan Shuangying out of her sight again.

Knowing her location is essentially the same as knowing Yan Shuangying's location.

"Next up is Cherry Blossom."

He is the disciple of the most outstanding personal information broker in the Spirit Disaster Game, and the Wanbao Auctioneer who travels through countless worlds for trade.

When it comes to finding people, the all-knowing person is very good.

She had already located Alexandria before receiving this commission.

Intelligence is the key to everything. The Know-It-All puts the compass into his backpack.

He jumped off the flowerbed and disappeared into the crowd.

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

After Wu Wang finished the preliminary selection, he quietly found a chair at the registration point and sat down to enjoy a moment of peace.

When staff members of the "Suicide Show" and curious passersby approached to ask how the special effect was created,

It was just a casual remark about using projection technology; the real skill was in the performance itself.

After all, you can't just open your mouth and say that you can create clones, can you?
This ability is not among the special abilities granted to social identity by the city system.

Until they saw Bai Cha's figure hurriedly appear in the distance and look over.

Wu Wang then waved his hand in acknowledgment.

He guessed that Bai Cha would rush over after seeing his advertisement playing throughout the city.

Before the other person could even ask anything upon meeting,

Wu Wang quickly said, "First, prepare a communication device for me, then go across the street and buy a glass of iced lemonade, and tell the clerk, 'I've been watching you for a long time,' then come back, and finally help investigate the current addresses of residents in several cities."

After saying that, he took a piece of paper out of his pocket and handed it over.

"Upon arrival" refers to the IDs of several other players from the Spirit Disaster faction.

Since my name and ID are the same in the instance, everyone else must be the same.

Although Bai Cha didn't understand, Yan Shuangying had asked her to watch the door when they were in the library before.

To solemnly state that one has absolutely no idea why one should do something.

As it turns out, he was right.

So, Bai Cha immediately did as instructed.

She contacted the nearest law enforcement post and asked them to prepare their communication equipment. She then quickly ran a few steps across the street to carry out Wu Wang's instructions.

When she returned with the lemonade, she tentatively and cautiously asked Wu Wang:

"Lord Yan Shuangying, after hearing what I said, the shop assistant seemed rather strange, his expression evasive. Could it be that he is suspected of being a heretic?"

Unexpectedly, this legend noticed the unusual behavior of those around him simply by sitting there.

Unexpectedly, Wu Wang took the lemonade from her hand.

After taking a big, satisfying gulp, he said:
"Oh, that's not true."

"I just didn't have any money to buy a drink, and I've been craving the lemonade that's displayed in the window of that shop. I just wanted you to help me pay for it."

"As for the shop assistant, he kept staring at your face as you walked over. He probably liked women with your kind of temperament. His evasive expression was just because he was shy. I even suspect he's a Xiao Chunan."

"What you just said will keep my good buddy up all night. I might have to get a few of my buddies together for a meal to act as my strategists and analyze it. I look forward to seeing you again next time."

"But unfortunately, you two will most likely never cross paths again. Let this good buddy suffer in his imagination."

Bai Cha: “…”

Was what you just said in human language?
Why would anyone have nothing better to do than do something like this?
brush--

Wu Wang stood up, cracked his neck, and gestured for Bai Cha to lead the way to retrieve the communication equipment.

He casually remarked, "Oh, by the way, I was kidnapped by the heretics and taken to their headquarters. After killing the White Tower, I came back. Hmm, this lemonade tastes really good."

Bai Cha was about to roll her eyes and brush off any outrageous things he might say.

I never imagined that such a short sentence could contain so much information!
She suddenly felt like her brain wasn't working properly.

The expression on Wu Wang's face grew increasingly strange.

"What's wrong? Is there something on my face?"

Bai Cha quickly shook her head: "No...it's nothing, please come this way."

She quickly walked to a position a little ahead of Wu Wang to lead the way, without even daring to ask him how he had done it.

Because secretaries should not ask too many questions about things that their superiors are unwilling to disclose.

My curiosity about Yan Shuangying, this legendary enforcer, is growing.

He repeatedly warned him about things that were funny and amusing, but he would casually gloss over important matters that were urgent and pressing.

And then there was that shocking suicide performance.

What kind of soul lies beneath this unremarkable exterior?

While pondering, Bai Cha used her tablet to search for the residents listed on Wu Wang's note.

However, out of her sight, Wu Wang, who was following behind her, suddenly narrowed his eyes.

His gaze gradually fell on Bai Cha's shoulder.

The Vision of Truth clearly revealed something that shouldn't be on her—

[Auction item label: Internship item]

[Wanbao Chamber of Commerce intern has identified this company]

This thing...

After being caught by the ruthless penguin when he came out of the [Masquerade] instance, Wu Wang himself was also hit with one.

It seems that as the disciple of that black-hearted penguin, the know-it-all also knows this stuff.

The other party had already been in contact with the white tea and knew about my whereabouts.

Wu Wang smiled nonchalantly.

So what if they know? After participating in the "Suicide Show," the whole city is watching me anyway, so one more won't make a difference.

He walked over to the white tea and told them about the heretical mini-city.

And let Bai Cha talk about what kind of person her brother, Bai Ta, is.

"Baita excelled academically from a young age and could handle any problem with ease."

“Even when he encountered heretical incidents during his tenure, he was always able to deal with them in the first instance. Everyone was speculating whether he would become a legendary law enforcer like you.”

"He also likes to study exotic flowers and plants, and often tells me what different flowers represent."

As she spoke of this, a hint of nostalgia appeared on Bai Cha's face.

That was many years ago. If the White Tower hadn't become a heretic, perhaps I would have had the chance to hear him talk about flowers again.

Upon hearing this, Wu Wang took out a flower from his backpack.

This was a gift the other party gave him before he left.

He handed the white tea and asked, "What's this flower called? What's its meaning?"

Unexpectedly, the moment Bai Cha saw the flower, she trembled and almost dropped her tablet.

Fortunately, Wu Wang reacted quickly and caught the equipment in her hands.

Realizing she had lost her composure, Bai Cha quickly regained her composure.

After taking two deep breaths, she said, "This flower is called 'Tower Tea,' and both my name and White Tower's name are derived from this flower. Its flower language means—"

"At the end of time, we will finally meet again."

Upon hearing this, Wu Wang sighed.

Although I was mentally prepared, I still felt a little disappointed.

Since the White Pagoda could give me this, it proves that he will appear in front of me sooner or later.

The strategy of killing him and then camping at the respawn point is unlikely to work.

But how did this guy manage to avoid the City System's Immortality Field resurrecting him in the Rebirth Pool?

Suddenly, Wu Wang thought of something else—

The latest resurrection technology for [Suicide Show].

This thing can create a temporary "rebirth pool".

What if the White Pagoda also possessed this technology?

Does this mean he can be resurrected within the mini-city without having to leave the [Rebirth Pool] in the Eternal City?
Just then, the tablet in Bai Cha's hand responded twice.

She immediately read the information and said to Wu Wang:

"Lord Yan Shuangying, we have found the current address of the resident named [Yingluo]. This person's current [social identity] is [boxer]."

"But...it seems she was just wanted by the police."

"The reason is that a tourist watching the game was beaten to death in public."

Wu Wang: “?”

Who knew there were pastry makers? (End of Chapter)