Immortal I Speedrun Supernatural Game

Chapter 145 I opened this mountain and planted this tree!

Soreness, swelling, and even some calf cramps made my facial expressions a little unnatural.

This is what every player on the top floor feels right now.

Not to mention those who are involved in disaster religion.

They still haven't recovered from the roller coaster ride they just had.

Things happened so fast that people were caught off guard.

The other players nearby were even more at a loss.

You say run...where to run?

Let’s fight... Who can you beat?

Everyone could only stand there and look at each other.

Wait until one of Wu Wang and Gentleman Penguin reappears.

"What the hell do you want to do?" Yunze couldn't help but curse at Jinxiu who was a few steps away.

The other party also rolled his eyes.

He cursed back without hesitation: "Of course I'm going to bury you all here! Is this your first time seeing someone from the Disaster Religion?"

Yunze: “…”

No problem.

The players present here are all of high level, and have basically all encountered members of the Disaster Cult.

They are indeed a group of crazy people who behave in strange ways.

But even though you speak arrogantly, can you please stop shaking your legs like us?

It was obvious that these people from the Disaster Religion could no longer stand.

They really didn't expect that the "Him" they were waiting for was actually the [Spiritual Lord of the Sea of ​​Desire], and that the other party was so capricious and troublesome.

Now they can only stand and talk with other players.

No one interacted or did anything like that.

After all, there is a high priest of pain, Mary in a red dress, standing next to the crystal coffin.

No one dares to offend these two people at the moment.

There was also some worry in their eyes.

Because only they know how arrogant Wu Wang's behavior this time is.

There is too much gambling involved!

Once discovered by the Gentleman Penguin, he is the Red Tentacle Thief.

Then all is lost.

As a businessman who travels through all realms, it is too easy for Gentleman Penguin to torture someone.

He has at least a hundred ideas.

creak-

When the atmosphere in the Hongmen Club reached its peak, the sound of the door opening was finally heard.

Everyone took a deep breath.

Hold your breath and watch who will come out of the door.

"What are you waiting for? Love? You can't find love here." Before Wu Wangren showed up, the mean voice came from outside the door.

The people of the Disaster Religion could not help but be overjoyed when they heard this.

He solved the problem of the gentleman penguin! ?
But the next second, a man and a penguin walked in side by side, talking and laughing.

Wu Wang was holding a bucket full of sea fish in his hand.

He casually threw it in front of the nun and Mary and said, "Please help me make two dishes. I like the braised flavor. Make it look like looking up at the stars."

"I'm more interested in chopping peppers, please excuse me, ladies." The gentleman penguin also responded.

Everyone looked at the nun and Mary in disbelief.

One of them is the high priest of pain.

One is the embodiment of cruise ship power.

But now, after hearing a word from the man in front of her, she obediently picked up the bucket and walked out the door.

It looks like he is really going to the kitchen to cook fish.

The world has changed!

Is this the power of [Desire Sea Spirit Lord]?
With just one sentence, he could control an NPC that seemed extremely powerful to him and others.

"Great Being, is there anything you need from us?"

Tangqianyan stepped forward cautiously to test the waters.

Wu Wang smiled at her and said, "There is one thing that can only be accomplished by you."

Hearing this, every member of the Disaster Religion perked up.

This kind of existence requires them to accomplish things.

Needless to say, this involves all sorts of things that are top secret to the Psionic Disaster players.

To deal with other venerables? To conduct experiments of faith? To prepare some kind of ritual for them?
The more they thought about it, the more excited they became.

Unexpectedly, Wu Wang said in a cold voice: "I want to borrow your brain."

Disaster Cult member: “?”

brush--

The gentleman penguin swung the cane in his hand fiercely in the air.

Just for a moment.

The entire floor hall seemed to be filled with cheerful sounds.

Countless question marks appeared out of thin air.

They surrounded the bewildered members of the Disaster Cult, emitting an extremely dangerous aura.

"Ah! What are you doing..."

Jinxiu didn't understand. They were just chatting peacefully, but even the gentleman penguin rushed in and seemed to be looking for trouble with Wu Wang.

But why did the fight between gods start to bring disaster to mortals?
And look at them like this.

It seems like some kind of agreement was reached outside.

In the end what happened! ?

"Oh, actually nothing happened. I just sold you all in a package to this distinguished auctioneer." Wu Wang shrugged and said.

As soon as the words fell, the members of the Disaster Cult suddenly realized that question marks began to appear on themselves.

Then everyone felt their limbs become stiff, and even their thoughts became slower and slower.

【100 Questions About Monopoly】!
【Winner takes all】!
This string of words appeared on everyone's face.

But it seems that only Wu Wang can see it.

It's obviously some kind of prop effect.

The next second, the bodies of every member of the Disaster Cult began to collapse inward little by little.

With his hands placed on the crotch of his pants, his upper body began to bend down little by little, and he didn't stop until his neck was about to exceed his physiological curve.

From a distance, it almost looks like a human-shaped question mark.

At the moment when the question mark was formed.

They also blend in with the question marks around them.

Swinging joyfully through the environment.

Wu Wang raised his eyebrows.

Deep down, I felt a little horrified.

As far as he could see, there were at least thousands of question marks, big and small.

If every question mark is a person who has been killed like now...

I can’t believe how much blood is at the hands of the gentleman penguin.

The other party has always presented himself as a friendly and even approachable auctioneer.

Be polite to everyone you meet.

Everyone will subconsciously forget that this is an existence that can freely enter and exit various copy worlds.

He might even have made deals with the Divine Messenger and the Venerable!
The prerequisite for making a deal is equality of strength or status.

Especially since Wu Wang had heard the name "Little Penguin" from the real [Desire Sea Spirit Lord].

It is clear that the Gentleman Penguin is capable of being on equal footing with His Holiness.

"During the official initiation ceremony, the members of the Disaster Cult are implanted with a method of secrecy by the perverted leader," Gentleman Penguin said expressionlessly. "Anything involving any action will result in immediate brain death if they sense any outside investigation."

"So the rest of you Adventists never really got any information from them."

"I can't break the methods of that perverted leader."

"So if you encounter these people, just kill them directly."

Wu Wang didn't say anything.

He knew very well that the Gentleman Penguin was treating him like this only because he felt that the Disaster Cult had stolen his things.

Actually, as a businessman.

The other party must have done business with the Disaster Religion.

He was very sure of this.

Otherwise, why would the people from the Disaster Religion want to find the [Wanbao Commercial Coupons]?

Because they want to make a deal with the gentleman penguin!

As for the bottom line of businessmen...

I cannot agree with the idea that Wu is dead.

At least he thinks his bottom line is flexible.

There are big fluctuations.

After getting rid of the members of the Disaster Cult, he turned his gaze to the other players.

As they turned pale, Wu Wang grinned and said, "Do you want to leave? I don't need to hear any other answers, just yes or no."

Everyone looked at each other.

The Wanquan poet gritted his teeth, took a step forward and said firmly, "I want to!"

No one cares about the [relics] anymore.

It would be great if I could leave alive.

Unexpectedly, Wu Wang spread his hands and said, "Give me that thing."

Other players: "?"

what?
Seeing their bewildered expressions, Wu Wang said disdainfully, "You have to pay a price for your desires."

"I built this cruise ship with every rivet and every plank. You have to pay for eating, drinking and having fun on it, right? I want something valuable from you all."

Oh ~
Now everyone understands.

I opened this mountain and planted this tree.

If you want to pass through here, you have to leave some money to buy your way through!
Isn't this just bail?
Everyone felt a pain in their balls.

[Spiritual Lord of the Sea of ​​Desire] seems to be a little different from what they thought.

The Wanquan tribe poet said awkwardly, "Great Venerable, we are currently unable to retrieve anything. We who descend into this world are restricted."

Snapped--

Wu Wang directly slapped a golden note on the crystal coffin.

Put on a kind smile.

I've been waiting for you to say this!

"It's okay, I can write an IOU here."

"Come one by one, don't cut in line."

(End of this chapter)