Immortal I Speedrun Supernatural Game

Chapter 199 A Night at the Theater

When he saw the note, Wu Wang finally breathed a sigh of relief.

He thought that this copy really didn't give any clues and it all depended on the players to make up stories.

It now seems that the important clues or props that players need still exist.

The clown may be afraid that others will discover his identity as a wizard, but he also doesn't want certain ancestral magic skills to be lost.

Therefore, some books recording magic were hidden in places where they were not easily discovered by others, and even if they were found, they would never be related to themselves.

It seemed like other players probably had similar items scattered around.

No wonder they were so active in exploring tonight, but not together.

Most likely, you want to get some clues that only you know.

So, he saw that Xiaoxiao was not turning into a puppet very quickly.

There was no immediate attempt to rescue her.

Instead, he rummaged through the drawers and found the technique of identifying the five elements and calculating the eight characters, and then returned to rescue him.

She has to thank us!
"Is... is that so?" Xiaoxiao looked at Wu Wang with suspicion.

To be honest, it was hard for her to judge the other party's words.

If the person in front of you is a player in his twenties, he will insist that he has never encountered a mental pollution attack.

She would just think that the other party was bullshit.

But the widow in front of me is only level ten!
It is possible that you have never encountered such a level before.

Maybe the puppet just now only affects the people on the stage?
Because the other party had not come on stage, he was not attacked. Instead, he accidentally helped himself escape from the predicament.

"Okay, I owe you that. Let's move on to the next place."

Seeing the other party's expression, there was no way to ask anything.

And she didn't think she could find anything if she went backstage now.

This guy is sitting in the audience, singing and dancing rapping with the puppet head as if it were a basketball. I guess there is nothing useful left outside.

"Please, ladies first." Wu Wang bent sideways and raised his hand, making an extremely gentlemanly gesture.

Xiaoxiao rolled her eyes and walked in a certain direction.

The next second, a huge sense of oppression enveloped the player, just like the zombie king who had just eaten the elixir and was staring at him.

It seemed as if there were millions of ghosts wreaking havoc behind the door, waiting to tear anyone who accidentally entered into this place into pieces.

Xiaoxiao, who had just walked to the door, looked like a frightened cat.

He retreated behind Wu Wang in two quick steps, his eyes full of vigilance.

"What the hell?" she asked frantically.

"Oh, that's the Nuo opera garden over there, or what we call the shaman dance." Wu Wang said casually, "I realized a long time ago that I couldn't get in. Wasn't it because I was worried that you wouldn't believe it?"

"For the sake of our revolutionary friendship, I've decided to let you try it yourself and see if I'm good to you."

Xiaoxiao: "Okay... That's great..."

She almost gritted her teeth as she spoke these six short words.

This widow is such a bastard!

"Since you can't get in, how do you know that's the Nuo opera garden over there?" She also noticed something unusual.

Wu Wang looked at her as if she were an idiot.

He pointed at the wall behind the other person.

Rolling her eyes, she complained, "Big sister, Yiyuan is so big, aren't you afraid that guests will take the wrong path? There's a map on the wall!"

Just at this time, the clouds also dispersed a little.

The moonlight is more obvious.

The simple hand-drawn map on the wall made Xiaoxiao want to dig a hole and bury herself in it.

Why do I always feel like I'm being fooled by this guy?
What exactly went wrong?
Wu Wang shrugged and walked towards the path leading to another garden.

Looking at the skill displayed as [in use] on his panel, he couldn't help but smile.

[Insidious Schemer (Title): This title skill allows the user to blur out minor anomalies in their schemes, increasing the success rate of their schemes.]

[Note: You guys who play tactics have dirty hearts! ]

The title mechanism of the game "Psychonauts" is a love-hate relationship.

What I love is that it gives players an extremely functional skill out of thin air.

What’s annoying is that the determination of obtaining various titles is extremely abstract. Even if two different people do the same thing, one may get the title while the other gets nothing.

It all depends on the system judgment of the Spirit Disaster game to obtain it.

And you cannot actively change your title.

Wu Wang was no longer able to use the previous [Fear Spreader]. The current [Sinister Schemer] was also obtained after killing Zhuge Yue.

The skill effect of this title looks vague.

There is no definite judgment.

But Wu Wang is now able to use it quite easily.

For example, now, Xiaoxiao is under the effect of her title skills.

He didn't notice at all that he had taken the fortune-telling book, nor did he suspect the monster puppet too much.

The two of them went to other gardens.

It was a busy night of exploration.

The other players who left were all exploring alone.

But there are also cases where they collide with each other due to the same destination.

Except for Wu Wang, who only acted as a two-person operation.

Two players also came together in the main theater.

But it’s different from here.

The atmosphere on their side is much more tense.

"Brother, how about letting me sing a couple of operas first? You go somewhere else? I'm afraid my tone-deafness will pollute your ears." The blue-haired [Executioner] looked sinisterly at the person opposite him.

A smiling man walked out from beside the stage curtain.

He shrugged and said, "Sorry, this is supposed to be a public place. You have no right to expel me."

The person confronting him was none other than the feminine man who first noticed Wu Wang's presence at the beginning of the copy - [Shu Tong].

Hearing his words, the blue-haired executioner narrowed his eyes and revealed a ferocious look.

"It seems like we can't be friends anymore? Are you here to cause trouble? Do I know you?"

He was well aware that he had offended some players in previous dungeons.

Sometimes it's unfortunate that you get to miss their turn.

Most Spiritual Disaster players have experienced the situation where enemies become extremely jealous of each other when they meet.

That's why this question comes up.

Unexpectedly, the servant shook his head and shrugged, saying, "No, I rarely even go to the square, so not many players know me."

"Then what do you mean?" The only possibility the blue-haired executioner could think of was -

This guy also has some secret in the theater.

The situation now is a bit awkward.

Neither of them could allow the other to search the place first.

What if something you need is really taken away?

But if a real fight breaks out, it seems unlikely.

After all, the noise was too loud.

If we disturb the prince, everyone will probably die on the spot.

"I'm very interested in what your character is hiding, and..."

brush--

The blue-haired executioner hadn't heard clearly what the other party said next.

He felt a sharp pain in his neck.

Then the vision went black.

The whole person fell to the ground helplessly.

The glaring blood-red formed a lake-like pool on the ground, and the blue-haired executioner's body was like a lonely island in the center of the lake, full of deathly silence.

The servant's voice continued as his footsteps slowly approached:

"Also, a distinguished client made me an offer I couldn't refuse."

"You must die here tonight."

"If there was some misunderstanding just now, causing you to mistakenly think that a fight between us would cause too much noise and make you afraid."

"I'm deeply sorry about that."

The smile on the boy's face remained.

He took out an exquisite knife from his pocket.

Begin the elegant dissection...

(End of this chapter)