Immortal I Speedrun Supernatural Game

Chapter 286 We Never Save Anyone

Tan Lili returned to the apartment.

Naturally, the three players, Mingtian, Lengyu Qingfu and the landlady, all returned to the apartment.

After all, they don't have the ability to stay in the circus.

It can't be that another person comes to snatch the [identity of the clown] from the servant.

What's more, there are some things that need to be investigated in the apartment building.

Considering the cooperation just now and even the fact that Shu Tong mentioned the matter of the president of the Tarot Club to Mingtian.

In addition, the star-picking person who knocked on the door and tried to murder other players last night surfaced.

There is a certain degree of trust between the two.

Therefore, the servant also told Mingtian what Tan Lili had told him.

And asked her to investigate as much clues as possible about the apartment manager after she returned.

The current situation is less than five hours away from the [pseudo-human] riot in the evening.

The players' originally ample time became increasingly tight due to the disruption caused by Zhaixing.

After they leave.

The servant took off the clown costume from Zhaixing's body and put it on.

But I found that there was something strange about his naked body.

After a careful search, I was surprised to find that -

This guy's chest is slightly bulging.

It wasn't a slight bulge of the internal organs, but rather there seemed to be some tiny marks under the skin.

He picked up the flying knife that the opponent had been using to attack him.

Use it like a surgical lancet and begin dissecting.

The effort of three strikes and five divided by two.

The chest of Zhaixing's corpse was skinned.

What appeared in front of the servant boy was a pile of wool that looked finer than a hair.

They started from Zhaixing's heart and spread along the blood vessels under the skin to the limbs and even the brain.

It seemed to be parasitic on his blood vessels.

This scene stunned the servant.

I couldn't help but frown and felt a little tricky.

Zhaixing is indeed dead.

But I am still a little unsure about his identity as a member of the Disaster Cult.

Most [disaster cult members] are relatively low-key.

It is a very high level existence but unknown in the player circle.

They will try their best to avoid letting others notice that they are different.

This is also why Shu Tong was a little surprised when he found out that Zhaixing was suspected to be a member of the [Disaster Cult].

After all, I remember this guy's file very clearly.

Because the other party is a bit greedy for money and has no bottom line.

But there is nothing weird enough to be connected to the [Disaster Religion].

It seems now.

He may not be a true member of the Disaster Cult.

Instead, he was murdered by the real [Disaster Cult member] before entering the dungeon!
The other party used some method to control his thinking and ability to act.

Let him do things for the [Disaster Cult] in this dungeon.

This thin thread is like the silk thread that controls a puppet.

"That's right. Even that Wanbao auctioneer couldn't easily enter this dungeon."

"The people from the Disaster Cult probably can't even find a way to send in extra players."

"So, they found another way and found Zhaixing, who was about to enter this dungeon."

"Turn the other party into a puppet to act on behalf of the [Disaster Cult]."

"But how can you be so accurate?"

[Disaster Religion] This anti-human organization has always been mysterious.

The Shu Tong's attention to them is no less than that to the Bureau of Extraordinary Affairs.

I found that they always found all kinds of weird ways to enter unexpected copies.

For example, now.

Although the number of Calamity players is rare compared to the total number of human beings.

But after all, the global population base is so large, and it has been internally tested several times.

China has the largest population in the world.

The overall number of players in the country is still quite considerable.

Under such circumstances.

Players entering this [Smiling Sanctuary] should normally even exclude themselves.

There are only five people: Zhaixing, Mingtian, Lengyu Qingfu, the landlady and Yan Shuangying.

But even so.

[Disaster Religion] can actually find stars from all over China.

It's really incredible.

How do they know which dungeon other players are going to enter?
Boom——

Just as the boy's thoughts began to wander.

There were shaking sounds in the circus.

It was even accompanied by a strong rumbling sound.

It was like the dull sound of firecrackers exploding.

It was clear that something was changing within the circus as well.

This made him unable to take care of anything outside of the copy.

He could only put on the clown costume over his own clothes and sprint to the door of the circus director's office.

He raised his hand and knocked on the door frantically.

dong dong dong-

dong dong dong-

Amid the servant's hurried knocks on the door, the leader's voice finally came.

"John, right? Come in."

After that, the door opened automatically.

The regiment commander, sitting on the luxurious bench, crossed his legs and continued to play with the radio in his hand.

But the book boy keenly discovered——

The radio seemed different from the last time he had seen it.

The old and worn radio looked much newer.

The mottled rust on it also disappeared.

Instead, there were some dark red lines.

It was as if dense ancient characters from scriptures were crawling on the surface of the radio like tadpoles.

If you look closely, they seem to be still swimming, which is really creepy, as if they are alive.

"Captain, that incompetent clown just now doesn't seem to be able to handle this position."

"Now I've proven my worth."

"Well, could you please tell me what a clown actually does? I'd like to get used to my role as quickly as possible."

Hearing this, the captain finally turned his eyes away from the radio.

Look at the servant boy wearing a flamboyant clown costume.

The jeweled cane in his hand tapped the ground rhythmically.

He spoke slowly, "Actually, the circus doesn't need clowns after tonight."

"But seeing that you have such a strong desire for knowledge."

"And out of respect for a dying life."

"I can tell you that, but the beginning of the story is a bit far away."

thump—

The jeweled staff slammed to the ground.

A thick book fell from the wooden shelf behind him.

It just happened to fall in front of the servant boy and spread out.

Its exterior is wrapped in fine cowhide, and its interior is made of slightly yellowed high-grade parchment.

This is enough to show that the people who use this book cherish its contents.

There are only four big words on the cover——

Circus Diary

The servant didn't have time to pick it up.

It automatically turned to the first page without any wind.

There's a date written at the very top.

However, since Shu Tong is not a native resident of this world, he naturally has no idea how long ago this description was made.

Fortunately, the circus director continued, "Two hundred years ago, a pair of strange twins were born."

What a thunderous opening!
Who would have thought that this man would speak for two hundred years.

The book boy suddenly sat up straight.

If nothing unexpected happens, the twins the leader was talking about should be himself.

After all, Mingtian had previously mentioned in the clues he had exchanged with me—

The circus leader and the apartment manager look almost identical, and even neighbors who have lived together for years cannot tell the two apart except for their clothes.

It just happened to fit what he said about twins.

It seems that this diary should be a key item for players who want to complete the dungeon and find out the truth in the normal process.

It's just that an unexpected thing happened and the copy process was accelerated.

Therefore, the existence of diaries does not seem to have much significance.

It became a gift for the group leader to present the story.

"The older twin brother has the gift of foreseeing disasters for others. He can foresee small things like his parents dropping money and falling down while out, or even big things like a neighbor's house catching fire and everyone dying in it."

"This ability makes him be regarded as an evil spirit that brings disaster."

"Yes, brother can clearly use this ability to save many people in this town from disaster."

"But when he informed those people of the disaster in advance, instead of being thanked, he was regarded as cursing the townspeople."

"Whenever disaster strikes, he is always the target of abuse from the townspeople."

"Of course, if the elder brother is like this, the younger brother will naturally be implicated and despised."

"After all, they look exactly the same."

The leader's voice spoke calmly.

A projection-like image also emerged from the first page of the diary.

They were two children who looked identical.

One was huddled in a corner, trembling, his eyes trembling, his clothes ragged. Another stood in front of him with his hands outstretched, his eyes fierce and his head bleeding.

All around them were fingers reaching out from the void and poking at them continuously.

"People are foolish and they fear the unknown."

"They also reject all beings that are different from themselves, even if they have done nothing wrong. In their eyes, twins with human appearance are no longer human; they are aliens."

"This alien species is born to sin."

“Even their parents feel the same way.”

Born guilty

These four words appeared in the boy's mind.

Let his heart tremble.

What a despair and resentment this is.

brush--

The diary continued to turn the pages.

The leader's voice remained calm.

"Finally, when the elder brother foresaw the disaster that his younger brother would be caught and burned to death by the townspeople the next day."

"He fled the desperate town with his brother and began a wandering life."

"They depended on each other for survival. They begged for food as beggars, lived in stinking ditches and waded through the wilderness, and ate carrion and drank rainwater."

"In this way, they grew up with difficulty."

“That’s when the disaster happened.”

After saying that, a picture appeared on a page in the diary.

Two slightly thin boys lived in a shabby thatched hut in the mountains. From their appearance, they could be seen as twins.

His expression was just more mature and steady, perhaps because he had experienced too much over the years. There was no more timidity or ferocity in his eyes, but more of a calmness and indifference.

It was raining heavily outside.

A bearded man in gorgeous clothes entered the thatched hut to take shelter from the rain.

I was a little surprised when I saw the two brothers.

I guess I originally thought it was an abandoned thatched hut with no one living in it.

After apologizing to the two brothers, he expressed his request to stay overnight to avoid the rain.

My brother wanted to refuse out of hatred for humans.

But my brother agreed immediately.

After a sleepless night, the heavy rain gradually subsided.

After the bearded man left the next day, the elder brother hurriedly took his younger brother away.

The leader explained his brother's unusual behavior—

"My brother said that if we refused him, he would turn into a demon and devour us, and then enter the next town as one of us."

"Promise him that he will leave normally the next day."

"But once they enter a town, they will also replace a resident. More and more of these monsters will enter the town until all the people in the town are eaten."

"This may be the first time humans have become aware of the existence of [pseudo-humans]."

"But the irony is that the people who noticed it were the twins who hated humans so much."

At this point, the team leader couldn't help laughing.

It also made the book boy feel a chill in his heart.

Two hundred years ago...

[Fake man] actually appeared two hundred years ago!

The [Great Disaster] recorded in Jasmine's diary happened only ten years ago!
I originally thought that the disaster of the [pseudo-humans] would be like a swarm of locusts, quickly destroying the human social system in this copy.

I didn't expect it to be like boiling a frog in warm water.

Within two hundred years.

Gradually devouring everything in such a way that no one notices that the people around them are changing.

The latter is obviously more terrifying and more desperate than the former direct destruction.

Because the former is simply unable to resist.

The latter clearly has hope of salvation.

But by the time humans noticed it, it was already too late.

True despair is always where there should be hope.

"The twins didn't tell anyone about this disaster, which truly came from 'alien' beings. They simply avoided cities where the 'pseudo-humans' were invading, or left early when their elder brother foresaw that the 'pseudo-humans' would harm them soon."

"In this way, the two witnessed the fall of cities one after another."

"And we also discovered the ability they both share—longevity."

The captain stood up and walked to the table.

Pick up a cup of tea and sip it.

The images presented in the diary also began to change wildly.

The two brothers stood in front of the city. The hustle and bustle of traffic around them was passing by at a very fast rate. New buildings were rising from the ground, and old buildings were rotting and collapsing, but their appearances had not changed much.

It seemed that since adulthood, time, although still flowing through them, had begun to slow down.

Forty or fifty years passed by in a flash, and they only looked about ten years older.

"In the process, the younger brother also discovered his own abilities, and in some ways, he is even more powerful than his older brother."

"My brother can give others special abilities, but they will make them look less human, and they must accept this change from the bottom of their hearts for the ability to take effect."

"He began to look for those who, like himself, were ostracized by the world."

"After all, only the different can accept the different."

The next second, the scene in the diary showed content that Wu Wang would feel familiar with if he were here.

That was the experience of the eccentric performers in the circus being regarded as "outcasts" and ostracized.

This is also what Wu Wang experienced in the clown mirror.

"Surprisingly, the aliens who have acquired my brother's abilities are almost all able to eliminate the [pseudo-humans]."

"They formed a circus and toured around the world under the pretext of bringing laughter to others and gaining recognition from the world."

"Actually, only my younger brother knows."

"Our real purpose is not to save anyone."

"Just to witness with my own eyes the silent fall of human cities under the attack of the [pseudo-humans]."

"Witness the annihilation of this so-called majority."

At this point, the leader's tone changed slightly.

Even the term of address has changed from "they" to "us".

After all, the identity is obvious.

The team leader is the younger brother in this story.

As expected, the apartment manager should be my brother.

The abnormalities of those weird actors backstage are innate.

But it certainly wasn't that exaggerated.

It was only because he accepted the gift from his younger brother that the abnormality became more obvious and exaggerated.

For example, the animal trainer Qiuxiang may have just been a bit of an atavism.

But now she has almost become a beast girl.

Her ability is obviously to control those beasts, and perhaps even make them even more exaggerated.

Otherwise, under normal circumstances, the book boy really couldn't think of where to catch a lion as big as an elephant.

The beast, after her ability changed, naturally also possessed the ability to destroy the [pseudo-humans] as the leader mentioned.

This is why the lion can eat [pseudo human flesh] without worrying about side effects.

"We won't save a city, we'll just stay near it until it's completely destroyed and then leave."

"In this process, I also discovered another use for my abilities."

"If someone only wants to accept the abilities I give him, but doesn't accept the changes that make him an outlier."

"Then the ability he gains will be extremely special, allowing him to easily identify the existence of [pseudo-humans]. Although his appearance will not change, he will gradually transform into a [pseudo-human] as he uses his ability."

"And this kind of person's abilities could never be used against me."

"So, I came up with a good idea—"

"Occasionally, normal people are given abilities, allowing them to become special beings like lighting fixtures."

"Aren't these so-called normal people ostracizing us? Then I'll make them the face and the hallmark of the circus."

"Let them serve as scapegoats for any harm that may come to the circus."

"Let these so-called majority become the umbrella for the minority of outliers!"

The leader's tone became a little excited when he said this.

Then he raised his jeweled cane and pointed it at the servant.

He spoke word by word: "I call this kind of person a clown."

dong dong——

The servant's heart suddenly skipped a beat.

Both Yan Shuangying and I guessed wrong!

Although this circus is fighting against the [fake people], they don't want to save humanity at all!

Seems to realize something.

The servant boy immediately turned sideways to avoid the captain's cane pointing at him.

Unfortunately it was too late.

He suddenly felt a warm current flowing out of his chest.

It was as if endless power began to rise from within the body.

The clown costume on his body became more and more fitting.

It's almost as if it was tailor-made for me.

Some strange ability is emerging in me.

He's starting to have special abilities!

"Now, congratulations on becoming the last clown in the circus. Your life is also counting down."

"But don't worry, the story isn't over yet."

"I'm going to tell you why the circus won't need clowns after tonight."

"And why isn't the elder brother in his younger brother's circus..."

The leader's voice lingered in the servant's ears like a devil.

He also began to realize that he could not muster the slightest desire to resist the leader.

This ability was like a curse, corroding the boy's body and mind from the inside out.

But as a player, some doubts still exist in his heart.

Besides why the apartment manager wasn't in the circus, what was the purpose of the radio, and who invented it?

There was another question that puzzled him.

That is - why can the leader's ability restrain the [fake person] so coincidentally?
Is this really just a coincidence?
As a servant who has conquered many nightmare-level dungeons.

He never believed in any coincidences.

Only believe in a truth that may be more absurd than reality...

(End of this chapter)