Immortal I Speedrun Supernatural Game

Chapter 228 The Phantom of the Opera, Ghost of Opera

"Almost done...almost done..."

Xiaoxiao muttered to herself, and the speed of her hands became more and more skillful.

It was late at night.

The moonlight poured in from the windows, but it was still no match for the joy of the candlelight inside the house.

Her shadow was reflected on the wall, and she was mending the unfinished helmet in her hands.

If Wu Wang was present at this time.

You can definitely recognize it.

The shape of this helmet is quite similar to the "Overlord Helmet" that I saw in my memories.

After delivering the body of the blue-haired executioner, he was driven back to his residence by the boss.

Xiaoxiao did not go out exploring like she did last night.

Instead, he began to repair the helmet head.

This was a role function she had discovered before.

As long as you put all the tools for repairing the helmet head in place, you will start repairing it unconsciously when you sit at the table.

Even though Xiaoxiao herself doesn't have the skills to repair it.

But the body will act as if by instinct.

I think it must be an ability that the character she plays has.

Of course, what we are talking about here is not the identity of the white-scarf girl that Xiaoxiao mentioned when she deceived other players before.

In fact, her identity is the "box head" in Yiyuan.

That is, they are responsible for managing logistics such as clothing.

And in Xiaoxiao's side quests, there has never been an option to [Kill the owner of the drama god Yiyuan].

It was just a coincidence that everyone else was also involved in the trap branch, and she said that she was the same in order to avoid unnecessary trouble.

In fact, Xiaoxiao's real side quest is——

[Repair the helmet and give it to a kind person]

I never knew what a “good person” was before.

But after experiencing those things in the Nuo Opera House, and Wu Wang and Shu Tong also analyzed the metaphor of "Guan Erye's Battle with Chiyou in the Salt Pond" told by the masked ghosts.

She understood.

I need to find the good person in the Garden of Justice of the God of Play and eliminate the "malicious" people.

But Xiaoxiao was also a little hesitant.

After all, after knowing that other people's side quests were traps, she was also worried that there was something wrong with her own quest as well.

"No, we're going to die anyway, so we might as well give it a try."

Xiaoxiao shook her head and sorted out her messy thoughts.

If you just blindly pursue clearing the level and hastily end this dungeon, and there is still no progress in the curse, sooner or later you will die in other dungeons with the mentality of a child.

She needed this unexpected side quest to find a way out.

At the window and door that Xiaoxiao had not noticed.

There was clearly no sign of anyone, but an eye slowly disappeared into the twilight.

It seemed that no one was surprised by Xiaoxiao's action of repairing the helmet.

A moment later, a dark shadow walked out silently from the side of the house.

The steps were quite arrogant and undisguised, but no footsteps were heard in the silent night.

He was wandering like a ghost in the Garden of Ode to the Goddess of Justice.

Not long after, he wandered into other players' rooms.

After a brief observation, he entered the house where Li Wang and the blue-haired executioner lived.

He never came out again after that.

Until the sound of conversation was heard in the courtyard outside.

"Please have a good rest tonight. If you need anything, just let me know."

That was the voice of a skinny old man.

"Yeah, no problem, go ahead and get busy."

The voice of the person talking to him was flat but slightly feminine, and it was undoubtedly that of the servant boy.

After a few words of conversation, the servant's footsteps returned to his own room.

Xiaoxiao and others who heard the noise did not come out immediately to ask what the other party had talked about with the class owner.

At present, no one knows who the "evil" person in Yiyuan is.

The skinny old man who looks honest and simple cannot be trusted either.

We have to wait until he is far away.

The servant boy who had returned to the house took out a piece of white paper from his sleeve.

After folding it into the shape of a paper man, he threw it on his bed.

Then, he made an incredible move——

The servant boy leaped lightly toward the paper figure.

The 1.8-meter-tall, skinny body actually squeezed into the palm-sized paper figure.

Meanwhile, in the Blue-haired Executioner's house.

In the neatly folded bedding.

A blue-dyed paper figure slowly crawled out.

The next second, the servant boy jumped out from the paper man.

He came quietly to the blue-haired executioner's house, not knowing what he wanted to do.

However, unexpectedly.

There was already a dark figure sitting on the chair in the room.

He was looking at the servant with a mysterious expression.

It immediately made him alert.

"The corner of our garden is so elegant." The shadow said jokingly, "He stays awake late at night and always likes to run into other people's houses."

"If you said we were to go to the female character's house, I could understand that it was to satisfy our respective needs."

"But why is there someone climbing through the window of this man's house? Could it be some kind of homosexual relationship?"

The shadow's teasing did not cause the servant to feel too much emotion.

Because the blue-haired executioner is dead.

It was naturally impossible to light a candle by sneaking into his room.

I could only squint my eyes and try to see the other person's blurry outline under the moonlight.

Seeing this, the black shadow did not dodge at all.

Instead, he stood up and took a step forward, standing directly under the moonlight coming in through the window.

Let the servant see his face clearly.

When he saw this, he was dumbfounded.

"Master Yu? You're not the one who just...wait." The servant's expression also became serious and he said firmly, "You are not Master Lou. Or rather, you are not the one I know."

Although the other person had a black and white Peking Opera mask on his face.

But it is still possible to clearly identify that his appearance is exactly the same as that of the master of Yu Ji.

However, both the tone and personality seem to be incompatible with the current class owner.

Someone is pretending to be the boss?

"I am him, but not entirely. At least I won't try to drag Lou Yu into the underworld." The mask troupe owner said in a deep voice, "I know who you are."

"The Advent, right?"

When these words came out, the book boy was stunned at first.

Then he sighed helplessly.

Sure enough, what he was most worried about happened.

Because the mark of [Death] does not belong to this copy world, it exists in the future and is afraid that the copy creatures will be aware of it.

There are worlds beyond theirs.

Thus detecting the presence of the player.

[Adventurers] These three people are what the dungeon creatures call players.

It seems that the owner of this mask troupe knows more than the owner of the theater.

"Alas... since you can call out these three words, regardless of whether your identity is true or not, what do you want to do with me?" The servant boy sat down on the bed and asked.

The other party took out a blood-red paper from behind his back.

He handed it to the servant and said with a smile, "You're here for this, right? Let me guess again. Today's [Blue Wrist] isn't a real person, nor is it a corpse. It's just a paper figurine, right?"

The servant shrugged and took the paper, flipping it a few times, and an exquisite window paper-cut appeared in his hand.

Throw it towards the window and it sticks firmly to the window.

Even the color and surface marks of the paper began to become dark and worn.

It was so natural, as if it had been stuck to the window ages ago, weathering the elements until it was finally there. "I can't just carry around the corpse like a puppeteer after I kill him. It's not impossible, but a paper figurine is cleaner."

This is also a disguised admission of the other party's statement.

Today, whether it is the blue-haired executioner who is playing against the prince with other players.

He was also the blue-haired executioner who later exchanged information with Zijin and others.

They are just his paper figures.

He had been hiding the real body in this room.

His skill effect turns the paper stained with the blue-haired executioner's blood into a paper figure that behaves in the same way as the other party did when he was alive, and then plays against the players.

Returning to the house, it turned into paper again.

We could have waited for the book boy to recycle it immediately.

Unexpectedly, the real corpse actually walked out of the house and headed towards the Nuo Opera Theater.

It was at that time that Li Wang noticed that there was something wrong with the blue-haired executioner who was out, so he followed him and was killed.

After attracting the attention of players and NPCs, the paper boy who fell into the room naturally had no time to recycle it.

Fortunately, no one could come to this room to search when we were in the Nuo Opera Garden.

It was still in time for him to collect the paper late at night.

Now that he has been seen through, he is not angry.

It's more of a helplessness.

The mask master shook his head and said, "As an Adventer, why did you insist on following the instructions of my other half and killing your companions?"

"No, my killing him had nothing to do with Wuhuaqu. It was just a personal reason." The servant explained without changing his expression.

Then, he asked with great interest, "You keep talking about the other class owner's faults. Don't you want to complete the "Five Flower Song"?"

Hearing this, the mask troupe owner snorted coldly.

He clenched his fists and gritted his teeth and said:
"The separation between yin and yang is a natural law of nature. Breaking this barrier privately will inevitably lead to tragedy."

"This is the underworld. My half body cannot accept the fact that I am dead. I always feel that Lou Yu is the one who died."

"Using the [Five Flower Song] will actually bring Lou Yu from the mortal realm, harming her instead."

"The prince is also like this. The dead want to return to the world of the living."

"If it really succeeds, it will definitely bring disaster to the area!"

The words of the mask-making troupe owner made Shu Tong look at him with new respect.

He suddenly realized a problem.

Could the "good" in the masked ghost story be this person?
Thinking of this, the servant continued, "You want to stop the success of the Five Flower Song? Why are you looking for me? Can't you just convince your other self?"

The other person shook his head and replied, "I tried, but not only did he not accept it, he didn't even want to acknowledge my existence."

"I was finally imprisoned in another shabby theater. I was able to escape last night with the help of another descendant."

"And you and the other Adventer should know—"

"Only one of you can go back?"

The servant remained silent.

Thinking about what the other person said.

Yes, he had speculated on this.

The only method currently given in the dungeon that can connect Yin and Yang is [Wuhuaqu].

In other words, the most obvious way to pass the level is -

Complete the [Five Flower Song] to refine the puppet, and then return to the world of the living through the puppet.

This is exactly what the prince wanted to do.

Why can he do it but the players can't?
The disadvantage of this method is that -

Only one player can successfully complete the game.

But Shutong always felt it was too ridiculous.

After all, this requires the lives of at least five players to proceed.

Even so, there is still no way for multiple people to use [Wuhuaqu] together.

Others will end up staying here to endure the wrath of the prince and the class leader, which will most likely be dangerous.

It stands to reason that the Undead game would not design such an absolute copy.

This may be one way.

But it's definitely not the only way to pass the level.

However, the next words from the mask troupe owner moved him.

"I want to help one of you Adventers complete the Five Flower Song and return to life."

"The person I originally chose was the one who helped me last night, but unfortunately, he is no longer here."

A sly smile immediately appeared in the boy's mind.

【Widow】! ?

Was he the one who helped the mask troupe owner escape last night?
The owner of the mask-making troupe said he is no longer around.

Could it be that the other party really died in the Nuo Opera House?
He felt something was wrong.

But I can't tell what's wrong.

"Why did you choose me now?" the servant asked.

Since the other party has stated his intention, it is obvious that he wants me to be the player who comes back to life.

The mask troupe owner shook his head and laughed, "Besides you and that white-skinned man, who else can refine the [Five Flower Song]? I have no choice."

Looking at the other person's half-smile.

The servant boy was a little undecided and could only continue to ask, "How do I know you won't go back on your word? Maybe you'll want to use the [Five Flower Song] yourself in the end?"

In response to this, the mask troupe owner just sighed:

"It's very simple. The remaining three puppet materials don't need you Adventers."

"Use the prince's head, the old servant's legs, and... my hands."

"Does this dispel your doubts?"

"This disaster must end right here, even if it means sacrificing my soul."

A sentence that wakes up the dreamer.

Yes! Why hasn't anyone considered the birth dates and Chinese zodiac signs of the troupe owner, the prince, and the skinny old man?

They can also be used as materials!

The book boy was shocked, but also thinking calmly.

That's putting it lightly.

The boss's hands and the old servant's legs might be able to do it.

But the prince’s head...this is a bit unbelievable.

Currently in this Xishenyi Garden, who can defeat the prince?
As if seeing through the boy's thoughts, the mask troupe owner said softly, "I have my own way. Believe it or not."

"My other half is going back to the shabby theater soon. I can't let him see that I'm free."

"Now I have to go back and continue pretending to be trapped. You can come to the shabby theater tomorrow to talk to me again."

After saying that, he disappeared into the house as if he had melted.

In the blink of an eye, he appeared at the place where the shadow was originally cast outside the window.

Wandering away into the distance like a ghost.

Only the servant was left sitting on the bed, frowning and thinking.

"If this person is truly 'good', the method he mentioned might be the real solution."

"Kill the prince..."

----

After leaving where the players live.

The owner of the mask-making troupe staggered to the dilapidated theater.

"I urge the king to drink and listen to Yu's songs...to ease his sorrow and dance gracefully..."

Listening to the sad lyrics in the building, just like last night.

A sly smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

The moment you step into the dilapidated theater.

The robe he was wearing began to turn a purple hue, and the style gradually changed into a tuxedo suit.

The face that was the same as Yu Ji's also returned to its original appearance, with a mysterious expression on his face.

The facial makeup also changed from black and white to that crazy clown makeup.

He is - Wu Wang!
"Oh~ My boss, I believe you don't mind me using your identity."

"Now I am the ghost in this play, like the Phantom of the Opera."

"I will adjust your plot in secret."

"Expose malice to the sunlight, place hypocrisy on a dinner plate, and let the truth surface."

"Let this drama reach its climax..."

(End of this chapter)