Immortal I Speedrun Supernatural Game

Chapter 277 Everyone has their own secret

Chapter 277 Everyone has their own secret
"Roar--"

The lion's roar was deafening.

A small lump of meat slipped out from the corner of its mouth, mixed with some bone fragments and fragments of cloth.

It is obvious that this thing is not normal edible meat.

Rather, they belong to certain civilized primates.

For example - humans.

Bang!

Accompanied by the loud bang of the iron cage and the sound of the lock being opened.

Shutong and Wu Wang stood outside the door and looked at each other.

It's like two delicious dishes are seasoning themselves.

Each of them was holding a bucket of raw meat weighing almost 20 kilograms. The muscles on the meat could be seen moving slightly and scarlet liquid seeping out.

Wu Wang bent down and poked the raw meat in the bucket with his hand.

Like a child discovering a new toy, he excitedly said, "Did you know? After an animal is slaughtered, the ATP (energy) in its nerve cells hasn't been depleted yet and can still briefly transmit signals. When muscles are cut or stimulated by salt, these residual nerve signals can cause muscle fibers to contract, resulting in signs of peristalsis or twitching, just like now."

"So what do you want to say?" the servant sighed.

Wu Wang turned his head and looked at the animal trainer Qiuxiang not far away.

He smiled and nodded:
"I want to say that they even slaughtered an animal just for us to eat. Don't ask me what animal it was, you don't want to know. Thank you, beautiful Ms. Qiuxiang!"

As he spoke, he waved his hand.

The other party also responded with a friendly wave.

And started to introduce the whole process of interaction——

"My dear guests, our lion Simba has already eaten this morning and is not very hungry now."

"So, you just need to find a way to make it eat about 20 kilograms of meat, and it will probably be satisfied."

"During this process, if you find that the piece of meat has taken on a shape that doesn't belong to it, please mix it with fresh flesh and blood to restore it. If you hear Simba roaring words that don't belong to him, please pull his collar to calm him down. If you try to answer him, pay attention to whether your tone of voice begins to change, and then follow the previous step."

"Finally, please smile at the camera."

As soon as she finished speaking, the long-haired Rapunzel next to her used her hair to push an ancient-looking camera in front of Qiuxiang.

This thing is almost as tall as Qiuxiang and more than as wide as a shoulder.

The black wooden stand has wheels underneath and a handle wheel next to the stand to adjust the height and angle of focus.

The lens box is as big as a tablet computer, and the body is always covered with a black and red cloth.

Wu Wang knew this thing.

An old-fashioned atmospheric pressure camera, probably a product of the 80s.

She pulled the airbag in the direction of Wu Wang and Shu Tong.

It flashed by in a flash.

The photos seemed to have been taken and were just waiting to be developed.

The servant was puzzled: "What's the point of taking pictures?"

Qiuxiang smiled: "After all, you two have to leave something behind as a souvenir. I will miss you."

This is said as if it were hospice care.

The work she was doing now seemed to be taking posthumous photos of Wu Wang and Shu Tong.

But Wu Wang put down the meat barrel in his hand.

He stood in front of Qiuxiang, lowered his head and said a few words to her.

Because they spoke so quietly, the servant boy didn't even hear what they were talking about.

At the end, Qiuxiang only showed an even brighter smile.

And Wu Wangjiang reached into her uniform bag.

He took something out from inside and put it in his trouser pocket.

Then he walked back.

"What did you take from her?"

"Amazing little gadget that I'll use later."

Wu Wang kept the secret and walked directly into the iron cage carrying the bucket of meat.

Seeing this, the servant had no choice but to follow in.

According to Qiuxiang, twenty kilograms of meat is enough for the lion.

There were a total of 40 kilograms in their bucket, which meant it didn't matter if some was wasted.

No, the crux of the problem is not these two barrels of meat.

But how to make it eat only the meat in the barrel instead of the meat on both of them.

"Suck suck suck~Come~Come~"

Wu Wang started teasing the lion again as if he had just teased it through the iron cage outside.

Faced with this provocation.

The proud lion naturally couldn't tolerate it.

He leaned over and growled at the two of them.

The animal's posture clearly shows that it is preparing to attack.

The huge body felt as if the ground was shaking when it paced on the spot.

This existence clearly exceeds normal biology.

Judging from the ratio of the servant's power to that of the creature, it should be able to slap itself and Yan Shuangying into the ground with one slap.

Even this iron cage shouldn't be able to hold it.

It should be easy for a lion as big as an elephant to break open those iron cage pillars that are only as thick as fingers.

"Yan Shuangying, you better have a solution." The servant sighed, "Don't tell me you're relying on your [Pseudo-Human] state's immortality to feed it yourself, right?"

He obviously remembered being in the apartment.

Wu Wang demonstrated the ability to reattach severed fingers, and the ability for [pseudo-human Jasmine] to survive even after having her head chopped off and frozen in a refrigerator.

In this case, cut off your own limbs and feed them to the lions.

Shutong felt that this kind of thing was something Yan Shuangying could do.

Unexpectedly, Wu Wang just shook his head and denied it: "You think too highly of them."

"That's definitely not immortality. Although it seems like [Pseudo-Human] will still be alive no matter what the circumstances, even if it's stewed."

"But it's just that the cells are more active. Furthermore, putting them in the refrigerator can reduce their activity. This also proves that as long as the environment is extreme enough, the [pseudo-human] will also be killed."

No one! Knows better! Immortality! than me!
It is naturally impossible for Wu Wang to say the latter words.

In his opinion, the [pseudo-human] with strong vitality is more like a piece of talking rotten meat.

What kind of chicken feather is this?
Or in a sense, they never really lived at all.

"Don't worry, the big one is coming."

Accompanied by jokes about the fall of Wu.

The lion in front of them also roared and pounced towards them.

The speed is so fast and the noise is so loud.

The book boy felt that his internal organs were trembling at the roar.

Adrenaline surged, and my heart beat faster and faster as if it was about to explode.

He was about to dodge.

He was shocked to find Wu Wang rushing towards the lion with a bucket of meat.

The two met further ahead, so there was no need for the servant to dodge at all.

Because the lion's eyes were fixed on Wu Wang.

"Yan..."

Before he could scold the other party to be careful and dodge.

I saw an incredible scene——

Wu Wang actually died at the moment when the lion waved and slapped him.

He jumped high and stepped on its arm, and while standing firm, he did not stop moving forward at all.

It continued to rush towards its head as if it was running wildly on flat ground.

This level of jumping ability coupled with physical coordination.

Not to mention that he was carrying a 20-pound bucket of meat.

This guy's physical fitness has exceeded the level of normal people.

"Is the speed of [pseudo-human] assimilation already accelerating?"

This was the only possibility that Shu Tong could think of.

Little did they know that this was the idea behind Wu's demise.

Under the guise of assimilation of [pseudo-people].

Only then can he show off his strength in front of other players openly!
"Roar--"

The lion was angry.

Ants running on his arms, how provocative is that?
It opened its bloody mouth and was about to bite Wu Wang.

That is to take advantage of this moment.

Wu Wang jumped up again and jumped over its head, then picked up the meat barrel and poured it into its open mouth.

"Is it done?" The servant boy didn't expect it to be so easy.

Unexpectedly, the lion faced the raw meat that had already fallen into its mouth.

He made strangely anthropomorphic movements.

"Pooh!"

It actually spat out the meat just like humans spit.

There was even a hint of anger in his eyes.

It's like it's considered an insult to it.

He turned around and looked at Wu Wang who had fallen to the ground.

He suddenly slapped him in the face, only half a step away from him.

At this distance, I want to dodge its attack again.

Even Wu Wang felt a little tired due to his good physical condition.

The next second, something even more incredible happened—

"Don't...use...this inferior meat...to insult me again!"

"I want the freshest one!"

hum-

This strange scene impacted the boy's visual nerves and auditory system, causing a buzzing sound to echo in his brain.

Lion, is speaking?

Isn't this fucking wrong?
At the same time, the ball of raw meat was spit out to the ground.

It also began to wriggle and twist.

This time the wriggling was not as Wu Wang had said before, but the contraction of the muscle fibers remaining in the animal's nerve cells.

Instead, it actually began to crawl and take on other appearances.

There are five fleshy tentacles protruding like the tentacles of a snail.

They lengthened and twisted to form familiar finger joints and even nails. They were human fingers!
At this moment, the servant also understood what Qiuxiang meant.

Now we need fresh blood and flesh to restore this twisted piece of finger flesh to its original shape!
Thinking of this, he looked down at the raw meat in his bucket.

Mix the meats?

No wonder they were given two barrels of meat!

If one side starts to mutate, you need to use the other side to mix it.

If this continues, sooner or later everything will be mixed together.

Once the abnormality starts to occur again, there will be no way to recover.

This is a time limit!

"That's not fresh enough!"

At this moment, Wu Wang grinned, stroked the lion's paw in front of him and shouted.

Then he looked at the finger-shaped flesh that had crawled to his feet.

Then he suddenly raised his left hand, placed it in front of his mouth and bit it.

In an instant, bright red blood flowed down his palm.

It dripped onto the raw flesh that had been twisted to the point where it was almost forming an arm.

"This is the freshest, Miss Qiuxiang, don't you think?"

Outside the iron cage, the animal trainer Qiuxiang smiled but did not respond to Wu Wang.

But the twisted part of the raw meat began to melt like a snowman touching a raging fire.

The places that came into contact with Wu Wang's blood returned to normal.

This also proves that what he said is correct.

Fresh flesh and blood will restore the twisted flesh, not meat from another barrel.

But their own flesh and blood.

Now we only need to pour blood. If there are a few more mutations, we may need to cut flesh.

However, this also caused the lion's gaze to become gradually ferocious.

Staring at the fresh blood dripping from Wu Wang's wrist, some transparent liquid couldn't help but flow out of the corner of its mouth.

That's its saliva.

This also made the book boy feel uneasy.

Oh no! The way the twisted meat is processed will also make the lions completely lose interest in the twisted meat!

It probably really just wants to eat Yan Shuangying now!

Snapped--

At this extremely critical moment.

The sound of a whip pierced through the entire iron cage.

The lion, which was originally so ferocious that it was about to swallow Wu Wang, suddenly squatted in front of the two men like a watchdog.

The servant was dumbfounded.

Because he watched Yan Shuangying pull the whip out of his trouser pocket.

This is what he just took from the animal trainer Qiuxiang!

"What the hell? What does this mean?"

Even with the quality of the servant, he couldn't help but swear.

This is a fucking reversal too fast, isn't it?
You lion! Where's your ferocity from earlier? Where's your hunger for flesh and blood?
Why is he like a watchdog now?
In response, Wu Wang tilted his head and said, "Brother, don't forget, this is a circus..."

"I've been thinking about this since the beginning—"

"How can we use untamed animals for performances?"

“Do you know how traditional animal performance training is done?”

This time, the servant took over.

Because he really knows.

Silently saying: "Conditioned reflex."

According to his understanding, traditional circuses in the past basically used whipping, starvation, and even iron hooks to make animals react to specific actions and firmly remember these conditioned reflexes in muscle memory.

What's worse, some performing animals are separated from their adult mothers at an early age and restricted in cages, which increases their dependence on the circus and the psychological effect of "being unable to break the cage and escape."

"Oh, I see!"

The book boy suddenly understood.

Since the male lion is confined in an iron cage that it should be able to destroy, it proves that it has already been domesticated!
Yan Shuangying had already seen this!

That's why I went to the animal trainer to get the whip in advance!
After all, Qiuxiang is also an interactive staff member, so the VIP’s requirements must naturally be met!

"Then why not just use a whip from the beginning..."

When asked this, the boy shut up.

Because he had already guessed Wu Wang's bolder idea.

From the beginning, the boy intended to test whether the lion could understand or even speak human language.

He wants to communicate with the lion!
Now that he had forced the other party to speak and verified his thoughts, he took out the whip and used it.

What a madman who doesn't care about his life!
In that split second just now, if I hadn't been careful I would have been swallowed!

Suddenly, Wu Wang looked at the servant and said, "Don't answer anything the lion says. I'll ask the questions."

"If you notice any strange changes in me, don't interrupt me until it's too late."

"Roar……"

Hearing this inexplicable request, the servant nodded.

Because he had begun to realize that something was wrong.

The tone of Yan Shuangying's voice began to change slightly.

His voice was gradually approaching a roar.

Dense hair began to appear on the face.

It was as if it were turning into—another lion!
Apparently, this is a side effect of talking to lions.

This is also the third rule point mentioned by Qiuxiang.

I must pull the lion's collar and make it stop talking before Yan Shuangying really turns into a lion!

Looking at the book boy, he understood what he was thinking.

Wu Wang then continued:

"Wangcai, I know you're hungry. How about this? Answer me three questions."

"I'll give you fresh meat, how about that?"

After saying that, Wu Wang looked at Qiuxiang outside the iron cage.

The smile on the other person's face remained, and he had no intention of stopping it.

Very good, it proves that my guess was correct.

There are some things that a circus performer like Qiuxiang cannot say to herself.

But animals can.

So, she used this method to force herself to find the answer.

"Keep that thing... away from me..."

The lion's words were intermittent.

But you can hear its fear of the whip.

He hid the whip slightly behind his back.

Wu Wang nodded and said, "OK, then I'll take this as your agreement."

"First question - have you ever smelled a strange, sour smell at the circus? Like I did."

This also made Wu Wang a little confused.

Because from the time he walked in until now.

In every circus performer I come into contact with.

There is no sour taste at all!

In other words, inside this circus that was considered a disaster by the original residents of the apartment.

There is no such thing as a "fake person"!?
If this is true, then is the crisis of [fake people] really caused by the circus?
This kind of question can be most clearly answered by animals.

Because their sense of smell is truly far ahead of humans.

The lion was silent for a moment.

He looked at the raw meat on the ground and said, "Only... the meat you eat will become sour... the one holding the whip... won't."

This answer also made Wu Wang feel uneasy.

It turned out to be true!
Not only do circuses not have [fake people], they also feed [fake people] to animals to eat.

It seems that animals will not be assimilated by [pseudo-humans].

Are they destroying the [fake people]?

This completely overturned the "truth" known to all the natives in the apartment, including Jasmine!
"Second question - is there such a fellow in the circus?"

After saying that, Wu Wang took out Jasmine's diary and a pen.

Quickly draw a stick figure of a clown on it.

Draw another face of Jasmine.

His sketching skills are also excellent.

The lion stared for a moment.

Looking outside the iron cage, towards a group of prop boxes covered with rags.

He spoke slowly, "There... is a mirror... someone like this... came back last night."

"She was crying in the mirror... They were all crying in the mirror."

Found it! Clue to the clown!
And as expected, Jasmine is now homeless in the apartment.

The only place she can go back to is this circus!
Now hiding in that mirror!

"One last question—what's your secret?"

After taking a deep breath, Wu Wang stared at the lion's face and asked this question.