Immortal I Speedrun Supernatural Game

Inside a charming flower shop in a mini-city.

Just as Wu Wang had predicted, the White Pagoda was still sitting behind the counter.

His death will not lead to his resurrection in the publicly known "Rebirth Pool" of the Eternal City, so the law enforcement officers sent to stake out the area will naturally find nothing.

Click——

The white pagoda's hand, which was pruning the branches, suddenly trembled, and it completely cut off the branches that originally only needed a little trimming.

There's no doubt that the bonsai has become flawed.

But he didn't throw it away. Instead, he meticulously trimmed the other parts and finally placed the potted plant on a display case in the corner.

The entire wall of display cases was filled with various potted plants that were quite artistic and aesthetically pleasing.

At the same time, many other plants with certain flaws, like the one in this pot, were also placed inside.

Ding-dong-

The florist's doorbell rang.

Bai Ta slowly put down his tools and watched as a bright-eyed young man with blond hair walked in.

Behind the energetic young man was a slightly disheveled man in a trench coat who walked with a limp.

Only after letting down the collar of his trench coat did one realize that this person was none other than Alexander, the judge who had caused a scene with Wu Wang on the show "Suicide Show".

Seeing his expression, Bai Ta said calmly, "Alexander, if I remember correctly, the venue for the [Suicide Show] will be changed and the live broadcast will resume soon, right? Why aren't you here as a judge? What are you doing here?"

Before Alexander could even speak...

The energetic young man standing nearby couldn't help but say quickly, "Brother Bai! Peanut is missing! This guy said Yan Shuangying took Peanut away! I don't know if I can trust him, so I'll bring him back for you to judge."

Upon hearing this, Bai Ta's eyes twitched slightly, despite his previously indifferent expression.

His breathing quickened for a moment, and even though it was only for that brief instant, Alexander still managed to capture it precisely.

Alexander then said, "That's right. I saw Yan Shuangying knock the lady you mentioned unconscious. I tried to save her, but she didn't give me a chance to get up and fight. Halfway through the fight, the stadium collapsed. By the time this guy rescued me, the woman had already been taken away by Yan Shuangying."

"I suspect that the collapse of the venue was also related to him."

“Mr. Bai, you should be well aware that we possess some rather special powers.”

At this point, Bai Ta glanced at the still somewhat excited blond-haired young man beside him.

He said calmly, "Go outside for a moment, I need to talk to him."

"But Brother Bai..."

The energetic young man seemed to want to say something more.

But he immediately swallowed his words back at the white tower's cold gaze.

In the end, he could only leave the flower shop with his head down and a long face.

When only White Tower and Alexander remained, White Tower continued, "You should know very well that you are not special. The only difference is that you come from a more distant place."

“You are not my only partner. In fact, even Yan Shuangying, whom you mentioned, is within my scope of cooperation.”

"Then why should I listen to your rambling and not contact Yan Shuangying directly?"

“I believe that as long as I offer enough incentives, he will still return the person to me.”

Upon hearing these words from the White Pagoda...

Alexander was not surprised.

Yesterday afternoon at the audition site, White Tower had already proven to himself that he actually knew about the existence of the Necromancer players.

Whether it's granting oneself "heretical abilities" or both parties reaching a consensus and choosing to cooperate.

All of this is based on the premise that he needs outsiders.

Alexander was actually quite glad that he was the first to be spotted by the White Tower.

Otherwise, if a businessman like Wan Shitong gets involved with Baita first, then he'll basically be out of the picture.

Haha, this is probably all the know-it-all's own fault.

Who told her to be so good at hiding her whereabouts? If people couldn't find her, they would naturally come looking for her and Yan Shuangying.

"You don't need to bluff me. Based on my understanding of Yan Shuangying, things between you two must not have gone very well, right?"

"He's not a rule-abiding person. Even if you offer enough incentives, you might not be able to get what you want from him."

“Relatively speaking, I think I am a better partner than Yan Shuangying. At least, I am a person who knows my own limitations.”

"Give me more, and I'll help you get back the person you want."

Faced with Alexander's outspokenness.

The white pagoda slowly closed its eyes in deep thought.

To be honest, although we haven't had that much contact, Yan Shuangying gives me a much stronger sense of danger than this guy in front of me.

Of course, this doesn't mean that Yan Shuangying is much stronger than the outsider in front of her.

However, Yan Shuangying's uncontrollability was too strong, like a lone wolf full of wildness, which would try to bite your neck no matter what.

After a moment, the White Tower shook its head and said, "It's unlikely that I'll give you more abilities. As an outsider, you are fundamentally different from the residents of the Eternal City. I can't guarantee what will happen if you get too many [heretical abilities]."

"But I can get some people to follow your orders, and with assistance, I hope you can do what you say."

Upon hearing this, Alexander's face lit up with a smile.

He didn't actually intend to acquire more [heretical abilities].

After all, if such a powerful ability were given to him so easily, he would be hesitant to accept it.

This promise has now just met my expectations.

The next second, the white tower continued:

"I will provide you with two temporary [Rebirth Pool] devices, which will be placed within a one-kilometer radius of the battle area. After recording the biological information of you and my companions in advance, the [Rebirth Pool] will only affect you. Even if we fail to win the first wave of attacks, someone who dies can be resurrected and rejoin the battle. We should be able to win this war of attrition, right?"

After saying that, Bai Ta took out a cylindrical object from under the front desk cabinet. If placed on the ground, it would be about the height of a normal person's knee, and the round surface would only be the size of a palm. There was a five-centimeter-long spike protruding from the top, just like a mini lightning rod.

This also caught Alexander's eye.

As a judge on the "Suicide Show," he had naturally witnessed the setup process of the temporary "Rebirth Pool" during its testing phase.

Even if it's temporary and can only be used within a certain range, its advantage is that it's a "resurrection pool" that allows for immediate resurrection.

That is also the main body of the device, which has two large suitcases.

As a temporary "rebirth pool," this one is clearly too small.

In other words, the resurrection technology possessed by the heretical organization White Tower is even more powerful than that possessed by the researchers in Eternal City!

"Let's record your biometrics first. Just press your finger on the tip of the instrument."

"Then you can come here and choose fifteen companions. That should be enough, right?"

These words even surprised Alexander.

He thought that the other party would only need to mobilize seven or eight people.

Unexpectedly, they produced fifteen heretics to help them all at once.

Although these heretics can't use as many tricks as the players, their heretical abilities have a higher priority in this city than player items and skills.

When similar effects collide, the [Heretical Ability] will inevitably emerge victorious!
Such a large number of heretics acting together could plunge many parts of the Eternal City into chaos in a short period of time.

Holy crap, let alone snatching that waitress back from Yan Shuangying, Alexander even felt there was a chance to keep that kid in the instance forever.

"Enough! Of course it's enough!"

So he raised his hand and pressed on the tip.

A slight stinging sensation came from the fingertip, but the overflowing crimson blood did not flow down; instead, it disappeared on the thorn and was completely consumed.

I suppose this should count as recording biometric information.

Seeing this, Bai Ta narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "I have only one request—Peanut cannot die."

"I don't care how you bring her back, Peanut absolutely cannot be killed and resurrected through the [Rebirth Pool]. Otherwise, all our agreements are null and void."

Alexander had no objection to this.

After all, they provided so much assistance, so it's perfectly normal for them to have some tricky requests.

Without much hesitation, Alexander turned around and headed outside to select men.

Before leaving, Bai Ta asked him, "By the way, do you really want to help me seize the [City System] just to leave this place?"

When Alexander first communicated with the White Tower, his demand was that after the White Tower seized the [City System], it would send him out of the Eternal City.

From the perspective of strategy guides, this is not entirely untrue.

Because doing so does indeed allow you to successfully leave the instance.

But it is clear that this was not Alexander's ultimate goal.

However, since the White Tower did not know anything about the so-called "legendary" items, he could not find any flaws in Alexander's language.

“Of course, I just want to go home.” Alexander tried to smile kindly.

The white pagoda paused to reflect.

He continued, "Tell me your impression of Yan Shuangying."

Alexander slowly lowered his hand from the door frame.

He recalled the analysis data on Yan Shuangying conducted by the [Tower of Order] think tank.

After a few seconds of silence, he sighed and said:
"He is an uncontrollable and dangerous individual. Even though he appears to be in a state of chaotic neutrality most of the time, no one can guarantee that he won't turn against himself."

"And so far, those who have gone to his opposite side have not had a good outcome."

“Back in our hometown, nobody wants to be his enemy.”

He wanted to portray Yan Shuangying as more mysterious and unpredictable as possible.

In this way, the White Pagoda will provide even greater assistance.

After listening to Alexander's words.

Bai Ta nodded and waved to indicate that he could go out and select manpower.

Dang clang——

As Alexander left, the wind chimes on the door were tugged, producing a pleasant sound.

When only Baita remained in the entire flower shop once again.

He raised his hand and touched the potted plant in the corner that he had just trimmed to remove the imperfections.

The next second, the potted plant disappeared.

A slight smile appeared on Bai Ta's face.

"Very good, so this is what they call 'backpack' space?"

"It seems we're starting to look more and more alike."

"I need to collect samples from other outsiders."

He turned his head and glanced at a wall in the shop that was covered with vines.

As the white tower's gaze shifted, the vines began to recede at an eerie speed visible to the naked eye.

Gradually, the outline of a human body emerged.

As the vines covering the human face completely disappeared, what came into view was the face of a man who didn't look like a good person, but was pale and weak at the moment.

If Wu Wang and the others were here, they would probably recognize him at a glance.

This person was none other than the "Red-crowned Crane" that Yingluo had mentioned, who had gone missing after being separated from the positioning chip.

"Swallow wins..."

"I also look forward to facing you."

"I'm especially curious about the data that makes you up, data that I can't understand at all."

The white tower's eyes grew increasingly expectant.

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"Let me go! You damned bastard! What have you done to me?!"

The sound of clenched teeth echoed inside the art warehouse.

Faced with this peanut, who was tied up like a rice dumpling, lying on the ground yet still wriggling around like a hedgehog, anyone who got close would be rammed by her head.

Yingluo rubbed her ears helplessly and said, "You brought her back just to cause trouble for us?"

The girl on the ground had been howling ever since she woke up, and it was so loud that Yingluo felt a headache coming on.

She even fantasized about doing what Wu Wang had done before, finding something to knock the other person unconscious with a stick.

Not far away, Wu Wang, with a Coke bottle dangling from his mouth and steadily producing jet-black rings in his hand, mumbled:

"I'm waiting... for someone to come and rescue her."

Seeing Wu Wang's completely indifferent attitude towards himself.

The peanut suddenly stopped struggling.

She stared intently at him and asked, "What...what exactly is your relationship with the White Tower?"

The reason for asking this question is that Peanut has only seen Wu Wang's ability to make special items on the White Tower, and there has never been a similar heresy in any of the records of the Eternal City.

Logically speaking, the White Pagoda should be the first and only heretic to possess such abilities.

What makes this awakened law enforcement officer from hundreds of years ago capable of doing this?

This remark made Wu Wang laugh.

He stopped what he was doing and joked, "Who knows? I'm hundreds of years older than him, maybe I'm the White Pagoda's father."

"Speaking of which, no one in the Eternal City can die, but there are always newborns every year, right?"

Why doesn't the city's capacity reflect its population load?

"You don't even have a hospital. Does that mean everyone has actually been sterilized? The city may seem vibrant, but in reality, it's just the group of people who succeeded in the [Immortal Path] constantly having their memories wiped away through the [Reincarnation Pool] to experience various lives?"

Wu Wang's angle was quite ingenious.

Peanut did not answer, nor could it answer the question.

She had never considered such a thing.

Now, besides the question she had just asked, her biggest question was how the other party had managed to prevent her from using her [heretical abilities].

You should know that you are a heretic who has awakened on your own, and you have your own [heretical ability] even without the White Tower giving you special items.

There is no such thing as being completely powerless after having any special object taken away.

But now, let alone his "heretical abilities," Peanut finds himself unable to even sink underground to return to the mini-city.

It was as if everything had returned to the way it was before I became a heretic.

To this, Wu Wang simply smiled mysteriously and said, "Perhaps it's because I cured you."

"If nothing unexpected happens, that guy White Tower is also studying us, so why can't I study you?"

Of course, I was just teasing her with that.

Wu Wang is not yet able to directly turn the heretics back into normal residents of the Eternal City.

What he did was simple—he wrote a piece of code and applied it to the Peanut character code.

Whenever Peanut uses the "Heretical Ability" or intends to sink, this code will overwrite it and transform it into "making the surrounding air fresher".

That might explain why the other person didn't feel dizzy even after shouting for so long.

The air is really nice.

This also proves that Wu Wang's ability to write this kind of code is becoming more and more proficient.

"Save her? Who will save her? The White Pagoda?" Huixin asked doubtfully.

Wu Wang looked up at the door of the art warehouse.

He squinted and smiled, "It won't be him, but it will definitely be a big commotion."

"A major event comparable to a suicide show."

"Get ready for the challenge."

"Our goal is—to prevent the zombies from getting past the garden plants and eating our brains!"

Yingluo: "..."

Whether or not you eat brains is another matter, but I feel like there's something wrong with your brain.

Crazy Dave might not be as crazy as you... (End of Chapter)