Immortal I Speedrun Supernatural Game

Chapter 293 I am the Fisherman

Looking at the child's confused expression.

The apartment manager raised his hand, trying to sense the breath of the [Seed of Despair] in his body.

But in the end, nothing was achieved.

Just like what the leader said before.

After living together for such a long time, he had never noticed anything unusual about the original residents.

I still can’t feel it now.

The information that the [Seed of Despair] was deeply buried in the child's body was all said by Wu Wang, and at most supported by some of the team leader's extreme reactions.

There is actually no real evidence.

What if this isn't the correct answer?

Do I have to kill an innocent child with my own hands at the last moment before I die?
Just as Mingtian, Shutong and others analyzed, the apartment manager is a person with a very conflicted mind.

He hated humanity enough to stand by and watch for hundreds of years.

But they built the last refuge at the end of the world.

Standing between evil and good, being pulled back and forth, constantly switching between despair and hope, until the spirit is already broken.

In a sense, he is now just an empty shell.

Gradually becoming numb to everything outside of me.

Can a guy like this really stand up to the determined leader?

Everyone, including the servant, broke out in a cold sweat.

What if the apartment manager gave up hope?
After all, this guy is here to seek death tonight!
"Brother, he's just a child! Just like us innocent and ignorant children back then!" The captain was pinned to the ground by Mary, but his expression was extremely ferocious and he laughed wildly, "Are you going to let him experience the despair of being wiped out too? How can you, who has brought despair to others, bear the hope of this world?"

As brothers who have been together for hundreds of years.

Of course, the team leader knew what kind of person his brother was.

Give him despair and hope at the same time.

Even if the person in front of him is a [fake person], as long as it arouses his boring conscience.

He would be so shaken that he couldn't make any decision.

In the end, we can only let things develop freely.

In this situation, if I continue to develop freely, I will definitely be the one who wins!

Snapped--

Just when everyone was waiting for the apartment manager to make a decision.

A loud slap hit him in the face.

The force was so great that the guy was knocked to the ground, his face red and swollen, and blood was faintly flowing from the corner of his mouth.

This sudden scene shocked everyone.

They all turned their gazes towards the instigator——

Wu is dead!

What on earth is this kid planning to do!?

Under the focus of attention.

Wu Wang just made a sound of sighing.

With a look of disgust, he said, "I hate people like you who have no self-awareness the most."

"I've already told you this child is a pseudo-human created by the Seed of Despair. He doesn't have any human emotions. Digging the seed out of him is like opening a lifeless safe. Would you feel guilty about the creaking sound of the safe's hinges because you forgot to lubricate them?"

"Let's take a step back and say that even if the captain really did bury the seed in a human's body."

"How can a killer like you be qualified to treat others with kindness and mercy?"

"Don't forget the despair you brought to other worlds by throwing away those radios."

"Cruelly giving others despair, yet wanting to maintain one's own compassion."

"You really deserve a beating!"

After saying that, Wu Wang directly rode on the apartment manager.

Without a second thought, he raised his fist and punched him in the face.

Others were unclear about the disaster that radio would bring.

But Wu knew better than anyone else that he was going to die!
Whether it was the original "Fight Back to School" or "The Deserted Village".

It was this weird radio that fueled the fire that led to that point.

To be honest, when I found out that the radio was made by this guy, the apartment manager.

Wu Wang really wanted to slap him to death.

But reason tells you that Wu is dead.

Things are not that simple.

Although the producer was the apartment manager, the person who made this suggestion was a woman from the Pluto Research Institute.

He didn't believe that the other party would be kind enough to save the world.

That woman who helped to invent the radio must have had other motives!

Now I can't let this naive idiot continue to be confused!

He needs the other party to act according to his own ideas.

This verbal abuse made everyone ashamed.

They thought about using various excuses to make the apartment manager make up his mind.

But no one dared to think of going up and beating the other person up first.

And he used such sharp words to make personal attacks.

Isn't this just pushing others into a dead end?
boom--

"You can feel pain, right? Does this punch hurt?"

boom--

"Tell me! What do you want to do now? Do you want me to stop hitting you?!"

boom--

"Your wish is to stop feeling pain! Isn't that right!?"

boom--

"Let's make a bet! Let's bet on whether my next punch will hit your face! The bet is your [hope]! How about it?"

The apartment manager, already bruised and battered, subconsciously shouted in pain, "Stop!"

Although he wanted to die, he didn't want to die at the hands of Wu Wang.

It's not just a simple beating or torture.

Wu was destroyed but he ignored it.

He said contemptuously: "You lose! I will hit you!"

boom--

Another heavy punch.

I could hear the dull thud of fists hitting flesh coming from the apartment manager's face.

Hit with this kind of force.

I'm afraid it will come a few more times.

The opponent must be beaten to the point of being on the verge of death.

Everyone was in disbelief.

Even the book boy had a strange idea in his mind -

Holy shit! Is this lunatic Yan Shuangying really on our side?
Could it be that he just wants to goad the apartment manager into destroying the world as well?
However, while everyone was still pondering how to prevent Wu from falling.

Instead, he moved first.

brush--

I don’t know where Wu Wang took out the dagger from.

He stood up and stabbed the child's arm with his backhand.

Looking at the child who was bleeding profusely but remained calm.

Wu Wang showed his wound to the apartment manager.

He said viciously, "Take a deep breath! Do you smell the disgusting sour odor in his body? Do you really think he is a human being? He is a [fake human]!"

Others can't feel the difference.

But the apartment manager did sense a hint of unusual sourness from the blood in front of him.

That is the sign of a fake person.

Perhaps Wu Wang's words just now were too sharp.

It directly touched upon the contradictions that had been buried in his heart for a long time.

Plus, the facts are already in front of us.

The apartment manager's eyes gradually changed from numbness to pain.

With trembling hands, he held the dagger on the child's wound.

Move it to the heart little by little.

Wu Wang's voice echoed in his ears like a devil's whisper—

"You never really make a decision in your life."

"Anyway, this world is completely rotten. It's already in the abyss. No matter where you go, it's upwards."

"In that case, you might as well stop thinking about the consequences of your actions."

"Dig out the [Seeds of Despair] and bring back the [Hope] on the radio."

"Give it to me!"

"Let me make the decision for you!"

"That way, you won't have to worry about whether you bring despair or hope."

"Giving up appropriately is much better than any unnecessary entanglement."

Hearing Wu Wang's words.

The apartment manager shuddered.

The pain in his eyes seemed to dissipate a little.

There was also a hint of pleading in his eyes when he looked at Wu Wang.

It's like a traveler lost in the desert seeing an oasis.

Yes, I can't bear this kind of responsibility.

Wouldn't it be better to give it to someone else?
Despair or hope has nothing to do with oneself.

If possible, the apartment manager even wanted to dig out his own eyes that brought him pain and give them to someone else.

I just want to live the most ordinary life.

Foreseeing disaster is the greatest disaster!
puff-

The dagger in his hand pierced the child's heart.

The confusion in the other person's eyes did not disappear.

There wasn't even a trace of a scream.

As Wu Wang said, the child does not understand what death is because he is already dead.

He is just a special "pseudo-person".

Watching the apartment manager start to take action.

Only then did Wu Wang silently take two steps back.

He looked at the other person expressionlessly as he attacked the [fake person].

Sister Lilith quietly walked to Wu Wang's side.

She stretched out her creamy fingers without leaving a trace, and took Wu Wang's hand and wrapped it up.

With her gentle touch, the inconspicuous wound on Wu Wang's palm slowly healed.

After a while, the blood stopped flowing from the palm of his hand.

She whispered in Wu Wang's ear, a voice only he could hear, "Sir, is it really okay for you to do this?"

Wu Wangjiang slowly pulled his hand out.

A glint of determination flashed in his eyes as he said, "I believe in my own judgment. I just used a little white lie."

In fact, this is during the process of persuading the apartment manager.

There is a key point that no one has noticed.

That is why the blood from a child’s wound turns sour.

Even Tan Lili, who knocked on doors every day to distribute building rules, could not tell that the child was a "fake person".

That proved that he had no sour smell at all. But there was actually another person whose flesh and blood could smell sour.

Wu destroyed himself!

Don't forget, he has eaten the [pseudo-human flesh] and is being assimilated!

So, when piercing the child's arm.

Wu Wang took the opportunity to cut his palm with the sharp dagger.

Let his blood flow along the dagger.

Flowing onto the child's wound.

This creates the illusion that the child's blood is turning sour.

Yes, Wu Wang had no way to prove that the other party was a [fake person]!
He just trusts his own judgment!

Mislead the apartment manager to dissect the [fake child].

This is the only way to make the other party give up thinking completely.

Just as he had just said to Lilith—

I didn't come here with good intentions.

Now it turns out - he was right!

Because the administrator had dug out an obsidian seed from the child's heart.

Or rather, the eyeball.

It was blinking at everyone at an extremely slow speed.

The moment of eye contact.

Everyone felt despair from the bottom of their hearts.

It seems as if everything I am doing now is meaningless.

The best outcome would be to just wait for death to come.

There are only three people on the entire field who are not affected——

Two brothers who share the same clan as the [Seed of Despair].

And Wu Wang who possesses the [Soul of Desire].

I don’t know if the boss has foresight.

His blessing at this moment made Wu Wang the only one besides his two brothers who could influence the outcome.

"Don't even think about it... Don't even think about it!"

"Since I can't win! Then I can't let you win!"

The team leader saw that things were about to reach a point of no return.

His victory was fading.

In a frenzy, he used his last trump card.

This is a trump card that, if used, will doom the leader to never win again.

But it can also prevent others from winning.

brush--

He summoned a dark red radio that exuded an ominous aura.

The moment I saw this radio appear.

The apartment manager seemed to realize what he was about to do.

Ignoring the pain in his body, he rushed towards the leader madly.

Want to take the radio away.

But how can this possibly catch up?

In full view.

The head of the group resolutely smashed the radio to pieces.

"Meet my final despair!"

In his roar.

The despair accumulated over hundreds of years on the radio poured out like a tide.

A black mist as solid as a substance formed and rushed towards the seed.

This was the power that the leader intended to use to control the [Seed of Despair].

Without this century-long despair, he would not be able to go to reality to seek revenge on the woman at the Pluto Research Institute.

Nor can you improve your abilities.

Even if Wu Wang and others fail in the end.

He can only live in this world full of [fake people].

Waiting alone and silently until the end of life.

The story ends with both sides suffering losses and no one winning.

Looking at the black fog rushing towards him.

The apartment manager sighed helplessly.

If the seed absorbs this [despair], a new disaster will definitely erupt.

But I can't stop this process.

No one present could stop it.

Because this is a conceptual aura that represents [despair], it has no so-called entity.

Like smoke and fog, it penetrates every hole.

Sure enough, no matter what I do, it's all in vain.

Disaster in one's own eyes is always inevitable.

Apartment building 404 was doomed.

"I told you! Nothing happened!"

"Absolutely! Even if it means death!"

At this moment, a figure suddenly appeared in front of the black fog.

He opened his arms and swallowed up all the black fog.

This action made the team leader stand there in a daze.

I could only keep repeating the word "impossible".

As the one who released the century-old [Despair] with his own hands,
Naturally, it is clear what kind of existence will be attracted by this aura.

It must be someone who is more desperate than facing death.

Only then will you be qualified to attract this aura and absorb it.

Otherwise, it will only fly towards the source of everything - [Seed of Despair].

Logically speaking, the latter is already a foregone conclusion.

Even the apartment manager and I are not qualified to absorb the [Seed of Despair] on its behalf at this moment.

But this bastard in front of me keeps talking about "hope"!

How could he possibly be capable of such despair!
No one can have both [hope] and [despair] at the same time!
No one! No one!
"Ahem... these are fake cigarettes... they're a bit low quality..."

Wu Wang staggered and trembled, half-kneeling on the ground.

Despair and hope kept alternating in the depths of his eyes.

Images began to flash in my mind like a kaleidoscope.

There was the despair of learning that his parents and eldest sister had all died in a plane crash, while he was the only one who survived and wept bitterly over the wreckage of the plane;
There are those who have tried to commit suicide time and time again but could only feel the pain and despair of not being able to truly die;
When his second sister was spinning around in the living room in the first dress he gave her, he longed for and hoped for a simple daily life;
After learning that the plane crash was man-made, some people want to catch the mastermind and seek revenge...

The team leader and the apartment manager simply couldn't imagine what kind of despair a person with [immortality] had experienced.

Wu will not die.

It’s not that it doesn’t hurt.

His [Pain] can even be recognized by the [Lord of Pain], who is on the same level as [Hope].

If it weren’t for the [Desire Sea Spirit Lord] who hid him in the [God-forsaken Land].

Wu Wang dared to conclude that the [Lord of Pain] or the [Messenger of Pain] would definitely grant him the opportunity to [audience].

There was a reason why he could attract this [despair].

But compared to the apartment manager.

The core of Wu's demise seems so stable.

The reason is simple - he grew up surrounded by love.

Everyone around him, whether it is his parents or his eldest and second sisters, loves him.

For them.

Even if Wu Wang died, it would be impossible for him to collapse.

This can be seen from the test of breaking through the [Spider].

Even if I become a monster, an immortal alien, the embodiment of despair, or any other version of myself...

He will not collapse or be confused.

Everything you cherish.

It’s your own hope!
This is an existence that even despair cannot conceal!

If there is no such level of hope.

Wu Wang was also unable to forget the pain of death in the previous second and always look forward when he stood up after death.

tear-

Amidst the trembling of the group leader and the bewildered gaze of the apartment manager, they witnessed an unprecedented scene—

The fall of Wu tore apart despair.

He absorbed the black fog in the sky and then released it, then inserted his bare hands into [Despair].

Tearing the intangible black fog into two halves alive.

Dissipated between heaven and earth.

He gasped and said, "My evaluation is that this fake cigarette is not as strong as Marlboro."

He turned to look at the apartment manager.

Wu Wang stretched out his hand and said, "Now, complete your bet."

"Give me your hope and let me change everything. As for you..."

"Get some rest and drink plenty of hot water."

After he finished speaking, he saw the other party holding the [Seed of Despair] tightly in his hand.

He looked at himself with complicated eyes.

Cracks kept appearing on the ground.

Hundreds of radios fell out, each emitting an aura of despair no less intense than the century-old despair that the leader had just crushed.

It’s just that there is more hope on them.

As the radios piled up, the apartment manager's expression became a little strange, as if he wanted to say something but hesitated.

But in the end, I didn't say much.

He simply placed the [Seeds of Despair] in Wu Wang's hands and said earnestly, "Use them with hope. This is your responsibility."

"I feel relieved."

It was like handing over a bomb that had been in his possession for hundreds of years but no one knew when it would explode. The moment Wu Wang took over the [Seed of Despair], the numbness in the apartment manager's eyes disappeared for the most part.

But I accidentally noticed that the boy's smile was very strange.

It seems that it is not just the sun that is shining.

It's more of a feeling of conspiracy succeeding.

His smile is extremely creepy.

It even made the apartment manager feel for a moment that handing him the [Seed of Despair] might be a mistake.

But he felt relieved in the blink of an eye.

No matter what, it's better than falling into the hands of the circus leader, his crazy brother.

And no matter what happens next, it has nothing to do with me. I am free.

“[Hope]…”

"That's great! I still have a lot to do in this dungeon..."

"Which one should I start with?"

"Anyway, it definitely won't start with saving the world. After all, I'm not here with good intentions..."