Immortal I Speedrun Supernatural Game

Several hours passed quickly.

The night gradually shed its mysterious veil, replaced by the dazzling dawn piercing the sky.

Wu Wang arrived at the meeting place that Wan Shi Tong had told him about—a thatched hut in a remote mountain forest in Yunzhou City.

Looking around, they were shocked to find a large number of protective magic arrays and trigger traps scattered throughout the mountains and forests, all of which were in a state of waiting to be activated.

As always, Wan Shi Tong remains cautious.

Fearing that she might be ambushed by someone upon returning to reality, they made all sorts of arrangements.

Push open the door to the thatched-roof room.

Wu Wang saw that it was completely empty, with no furniture or decorations whatsoever; it was just an empty shell.

A woman wearing a champagne-colored long dress stood in the center of the room.

Whether it's the long dress that looks incredibly expensive just by its texture, the elegant tortoiseshell glasses on her nose, or her noble face that exudes intelligence amidst its coldness, none of them seem like characters who should be in a thatched hut.

Instead, they seem like socialites who should be standing in an art gallery appreciating famous paintings.

Upon seeing this, Wu Wang stepped forward, raised an eyebrow, and said, "Oh my goodness, this elegant lady, have you ever seen a country bumpkin who likes to wrap herself up like a dumpling in a tattered quilt and whose eyes reveal the cunning of a businessman? She should be about your height. We arranged to meet here."

Upon hearing this, the other party remained calm and composed.

He simply gave Wu Wang the middle finger and then said, "Aren't you afraid that my badmouthing you to Master Penguin will affect the deal?"

This person is a know-it-all!
Wu Wang recognized him at first glance, but he was too cheeky to refuse and wanted to tease him.

He chuckled and looked you up and down, saying, "You're quite attractive, both in terms of looks and figure. Why do you always cover yourself up so much? Do you have appearance anxiety?"

In response, Wan Shitong simply said, "I prefer my deals to be based on my own capabilities rather than on other things, which would make me look like some low-level car salesman."

She was referring to those who used their looks and special services to make deals.

To be honest, if it were any other person of the opposite sex staring at him like that and making jokes, the know-it-all would probably have already stabbed him in the back.

She couldn't stand being looked at like that.

The reason I answered Wu Wang's question was that I hadn't even paid attention to the guy's undisguised sizing me up.

It's because the all-knowing person couldn't see any lewdness or obscenity in this guy's eyes, only absolute clarity and rationality.

Due to certain special reasons before becoming a Necromancer player, Know-It-All is unusually sensitive to this kind of gaze.

Therefore, no matter how much the other person pretends to be a hooligan harassing and teasing her, she can tell that he is just genuinely curious.

Or rather... what are you testing?
As expected, after hearing this explanation, Wu Wang nodded and said, "So you're actually giving Blackheart Penguin a lot of face. You're required to show up at this auction to do some work? It seems he's planning to reveal your identity?"

The know-it-all sighed inwardly.

That bastard's brain is still so sharp.

To judge so much just from one's appearance.

So she replied, "That's right. From today onwards, all the players of the Calamity will know that I, the Know-It-All, am the personal disciple of Gentleman Penguin, which will bring more benefits to my business."

However, upon hearing this news, Wu Wang did not offer any words of congratulations. Instead, he frowned slightly and pondered.

why?
Why reveal the identity of the all-knowing expert at this particular time?

Based on what Wan Shi Tong had previously said about Black Heart Penguin's attitude towards her, it was clear that they planned to wait until she completed some kind of difficult transaction before revealing that she was their apprentice.

This can be considered a kind of test.

It is hoped that the all-knowing person can make contact with higher-level beings entirely on their own.

Doing this now is definitely a mistake.

This deprived the know-it-all of many opportunities to gain experience.

Blackheart Penguin is a shrewd businessman.

There must be some reason why he made this choice. Wu Wang speculated that he must have received some kind of information about the impending major changes in the real world.

Then I'll probably have to reconsider the wording and negotiation when I talk to him about the information I'll be dealing with later.

"Alright, it's about time to get going."

The know-it-all interrupted Wu Wang's reverie.

But then he frowned and said, "Are you sure you don't want to conceal your appearance and identity? I've already warned you."

In response, Wu Wang shrugged and said, "I know what I'm doing, so don't worry about how I play."

Seeing that he was so determined to do things his own way, the all-knowing man stopped trying to dissuade him.

He stepped forward and walked to his side, saying, "Take out your admission ticket."

Upon hearing this, Wu Wang took out a document from his backpack that resembled an invitation, with the words "Wanbao Auction Admission Ticket" in gold lettering and gold trim.

The countdown above is nearing its end.

Only half an hour left.

He casually remarked, "Where's your ticket? And it says you have to stand in an open area to use it..."

“I don’t need an admission ticket or time/location restrictions. I’m all set,” the all-knowing person interrupted Wu Wang’s question.

Then, she lightly stepped on the ground with her high heels.

In an instant, the admission ticket in Wu Wang's hand emitted a dazzling light, and slipped from his hand to the ground like flowing water, forming a bright halo that perfectly surrounded the two of them.

hum-

The next second, a beam of light shot into the sky.

A few seconds later, the light dissipated, and the two people in the thatched hut disappeared. Only the protective magic circle and traps outside the hut showed signs of activation before quietly hiding around.

brush--

In Wu Wang's view, it was as if he had passed through some bizarre tunnel.

When his vision returned to normal, he found himself standing in the center of an extremely large square.

There were no extra buildings around, but instead, there were rows and rows of benches, like park benches, for people to rest on.

Only a few hundred meters directly in front stands a building, or rather a castle, that is full of architectural beauty.

From the outside, the castle looks like a work of art sculpted by time, with a low-key yet majestic neoclassical style. The mica veins on the surface of each rock faintly glow, like a sleeping ember.

The heavy, five-meter-high bronze gate was tightly shut. At first glance, the decorations on the gate appeared to be simple lines, but upon closer inspection, they turned out to be miniature auction hammers and laurel wreaths. A familiar question mark symbol was engraved on the lintel.

This is the question mark on the black-hearted penguin hat.

"Tsk tsk tsk, how much money must this cost?" Wu Wang hated the evil capitalists.

The know-it-all beside him said calmly, "Money? In the face of this auctioned castle, money is the least valuable thing."

She pointed to the chairs and the ground around her and said, "These chairs, and even the stones that pave the square under your feet, are materials that cannot be obtained in the real world, and are so rare that even a palm-sized piece can be used to craft an [Epic] item."

"I still haven't figured out the materials used in that castle, but they could only be more valuable than this."

Wu Wang subconsciously swallowed.

Well, he admitted that even he was slightly shocked.

You should know that the [Alatreon Tooth Blade] in your hand was also crafted from [Epic] materials, yet here there are tens of thousands of square meters of materials of equal value, which are only used as paving stones.

Damn it! That black-hearted penguin really lives up to its reputation as a collaborator with the game "Spirit Disaster"; its inventory is the game's gacha pool.

They're fucking rich.

Just as Wan Shitong was about to lead Wu Wang into the castle ahead of time, the question mark on the gate suddenly flashed.

The next second, a top hat with a slightly abstract question mark design appeared on the top of the know-it-all's head.

She exclaimed, "Huh? What is it... Oh, okay, I see."

It seems she has suddenly made contact with something and is currently having a conversation.

After a moment, he turned to Wu Wang and said with a complicated expression, "Master Penguin has something urgent to discuss with me. Why don't you rest outside for a while? I'll come pick you up when the auction starts."

As soon as she finished speaking, the question mark hat swallowed her whole, like a magician pulling a rabbit out of a hat, except this time it was a person who was put inside the hat.

After the know-it-all disappeared inside the top hat, the hat also vanished with a pop.

Wu Wang was left standing there, completely bewildered. "Wait, no..."

He seemed to want to say something.

But in the end, he just sighed and walked toward the nearest plaza bench.

Oh well, what can we do when this is their home turf?

Let this wicked penguin show off its power for now.

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Half an hour passed in the blink of an eye.

When another familiar light appeared in the square, one after another pillar of light shot into the sky.

Under the beam of light, individual figures emerged.

[Wanbao Auction Officially Opens!]

Players holding admission tickets were appearing one by one in the square. Most of them were wearing face coverings or carrying some kind of prop that could make them easy to forget or reduce their presence.

Some creatures even appeared that were not human in form, and their eyes also gleamed with intelligence; they were clearly not savage monsters.

This is a dungeon creature!

Or rather, some special dungeon bosses.

They were like Prince Xiang in the past, or William on the Mary, who already knew in advance that there were countless different worlds outside their own.

By chance, I obtained an admission ticket to the Wanbao Auction, and naturally, I was able to come here just like the players from the Spirit Disaster.

brush--

A white robe billowed in the wind.

A man with a resolute gaze appeared in the center of the square, accompanied by a male and a female companion dressed in black uniforms.

The three of them were among the few players who did not try to conceal their identities.

Because it is not needed.

The one who came was none other than the Xie Zhi.

As the only disciple of Director Qinglong in the real world, and given that his appearance is already inextricably linked to the public image of the Bureau of Extraordinary Affairs.

When a Xie Zhi brings someone to such an occasion, it means they represent the Bureau of Strange Events, and there's no need for them to hide like other lone wolf players do.

There were many others like him who came representing their organizations, including two other top organizations, and they all revealed their true identities.

After all, apart from some small organizations, any medium-sized organization with a certain scale is well aware of the importance of reputation.

Even if you don't manage to capture anything particularly interesting in such an setting, you can still exchange greetings with other high-profile individuals and make an appearance. That's a small social opportunity, and who knows, you might even connect with them!

"Huh? Manager Qin? Why are you sitting here alone?" Xie Zhi suddenly asked, somewhat surprised.

The "Manager Qin" he mentioned was naturally Qin Shusheng. This guy had been frequently traveling between the Bureau of Extraordinary Affairs and the Tarot Society lately, making him very familiar to people on both sides.

Others might simply think that Qin Shusheng's involvement with their organization was related to business.

After all, he's the manager of the Continental Hotel!
The Xie Zhi knew that it was simply because this guy had a close personal relationship with Director Qinglong and the president of the Tarot Club; he was just there to chat and have fun.

Seeing Qin Shusheng sitting alone on a bench in the square with a gloomy face, Xie Zhi was slightly surprised.

The other party came alone?

"Come here and sit next to me. I have something to tell you," Qin Shusheng said cautiously to the Xie Zhi in a low voice.

Seeing the other party's behavior, Xie Zhi immediately understood that Qin Shusheng must have some secret to discuss with him.

He immediately ordered the two members of the Bureau of Extraordinary Affairs he had brought to disperse and guard the surrounding area, while he went over to negotiate.

The moment the Xie Zhi sat down.

Qin Shusheng tilted his head and whispered into his ear, "This damn... the paint on the chair isn't dry yet."

Haezhi: "?"

Just as I was about to get up, I looked at my white robe and the brown bench.

He suddenly felt as if he were stuck to something.

If someone stood up and saw the brownish patches on the back of his white robe, it would look like mud had fallen into his crotch—even if it wasn't excrement, it would still look like excrement.

I'm representing the Bureau of Extraordinary Affairs at the auction! And I have two comrades with me!

Holy crap! I can't afford to lose face like this!
"Manager Qin...you..."

The Xie Zhi gritted its teeth, wanting to ask this guy who taught him to be so despicable, but suddenly realized it didn't need to ask; it already knew the answer.

At this moment, Qin Shusheng smiled and patted his shoulder, shrugging and saying, "As an excellent businessman, I've taught you a lesson. You must remember that even if you suffer a loss, you can't just suffer it yourself. If you can drag others down with you, it's not such a big loss."

Having said that, his eyes lit up with excitement, and he shook the Xie Zhi, saying, "Hey, hey, don't say anything later. I saw someone from the Tarot Society. Let me get some more props to hide the strange phenomenon of the paint, otherwise I won't be able to fool her..."

At this moment, Ash Witch, the president of the Tarot Club, also arrived at the square with her two subordinates.

Seeing Qin Shusheng waving enthusiastically at her, and knowing that they were all old acquaintances, they were basically not wary of each other.

The witch walked over with a grin.

One minute later...

The three sat side by side on a bench, with two members of the Bureau of Extraordinary Events and two high-ranking members of the Tarot Society on guard.

Although they didn't know why their representative and chairman were talking in such a conspicuous place as the square.

But looking at the somber expressions on the faces of the three people in the chairs, and the occasional trembling of their lips as they spoke in hushed tones, it must be something very important.

All they need to do now is to do their job of preventing others from interrupting the conversation.

At this moment, the witch gritted her teeth and said, "You bastard... I'm going to lock you up in Azkaban for life!"

To be honest, she does have the ability to change her soiled clothes the instant she gets up.

But sitting next to him is Qin Shusheng, that equally formidable scoundrel!

Moreover, this isn't the first time this guy has wanted to see me make a fool of myself; who knows if he'll even be able to take a picture of me getting humiliated.

"Haha, don't rush, Sister Grey, look, the castle gates are open, and everyone else is coming in one after another. Once they're all gone, the three of us can get up, change our clothes, and go in." Qin Shusheng laughed, "Don't worry, I definitely won't keep any evidence, and I won't send it to Qinglong."

Things have come to this, and that's all.

Just as the three of them were chatting happily...

Qin Shusheng's gaze sharpened, and he raised his hand, waving and shouting, "Hey! Yan Shuangying! Over here!"

He's found another target!

And it was this guy! Qin Shusheng was incredibly excited at the thought of being able to trick Yan Shuangying.

Wu Wang walked over with a bewildered expression.

Qin Shusheng said mysteriously, "Come, sit down first. We want to discuss something with you, some inside information about this auction."

Seeing that this guy was using such a lie to trick others into sitting on it, the witch and the xiezhi both showed disdain.

But deep down, I also kind of hoped that Yan Shuangying would be fooled.

After all, they hadn't seen this guy get his comeuppance much yet.

Unexpectedly, Wu Wang shook his head in response:

"I won't sit here. I have an appointment with someone else, and she should be picking me up soon. Besides, I just painted the chair half an hour ago, and it probably isn't completely dry yet."

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call--

After he finished speaking, the surroundings became eerily quiet, as if you could hear a pin drop.

If someone could fly up and look down from the air, they would see that quite a few people are sitting on benches in various parts of the square with subtle expressions.

In an instant, the entire square was filled with a strange, intense anger… (End of Chapter)