I'm Immortal Speed Pass Supernatural Game

Wu Wang and the Gentleman Penguin chatted happily on the deck, the latter even sitting down to take a fishing rod and cast a line.

The two, man and penguin, discussed the details of the transaction.

"What! The Disaster Cult, that rabble! How dare they plot against my, the Myriad Treasures Merchant Guild's, interests!?"

The Gentleman Penguin exclaimed in shock after hearing the so-called [news about the Red Tentacle Thief] from Wu Wang.

Our fun-loving friend also put on a face of righteous indignation, defending the Gentleman Penguin:

"Exactly! I couldn't believe it when I first heard the news. A being like you, traveling freely throughout the myriad realms, isn't everywhere you go like your own backyard? With countless treasures, and they dare to plot against you!"

According to Wu Wang—

The Disaster Cult's goal in going to this copy of the [Relic Scramble] was to obtain a [Myriad Treasures Merchant Certificate] in the town of Aiguy.

Their purpose was not to trade with the Gentleman Penguin, but to stall him.

Then, they would take the opportunity to have that damned Red Tentacle Thief search through his question mark box.

This time, his appetite wouldn't be limited to just a few [Epic] level items and equipment; he would have to steal something of at least [Legendary] level!

The previous times, he only took [Epic] level items to make the Gentleman Penguin lower his guard, thinking the thief was just a petty pilferer.

He was holding back, preparing to give him a big one!

"This news is very helpful to me. Recently, the Disaster Cult's movements have been a bit large. Please also tell your benefactor not to underestimate those Descenders," the Gentleman Penguin said, flicking his rod to catch a fish.

He casually tapped it with his cane.

Duang~

The lively, jumping fish instantly transformed into a plate of steaming delicacies, even arranged quite exquisitely, although there were quite a few peppers, indicating the Gentleman Penguin had a heavy palate.

Snap—

He snapped his fingers.

The question mark box, tied with colorful ribbons, opened.

From it popped out a pair of chopsticks and a reddish, soft-looking sphere.

In a way that Wu Wang couldn't imagine how penguin claws could grip chopsticks, he picked them up and tasted a bit of the fish.

With his other hand, he placed the red sphere on his long, pointed beak.

"This is the [Clown Red Nose]."

"After equipping it, the more outrageous and bizarre your actions, the lower your presence will be in the eyes of others. Eventually, those who have seen you wearing this equipment will forget things related to you. It's the top-priority effect among [Epic-level] equipment, just a step away from [Legendary]."

"The side effect is that you will also feel like a clown when you look in the mirror, even after removing the equipment."

"Oh, and it's also a [Series Set]. If you collect the [Clown Headdress] and the [Smiling Face Mask], they will truly have a [Legendary] level set effect."

"It's just that I don't have the headdress here, and the Smiling Face Mask was unfortunately taken away by that Red Tentacle Thief."

With that, the Gentleman Penguin suddenly started dancing.

Can you imagine it?

A penguin in a suit and tie, top hat, and cane, using his round, adorable body to do the moonwalk and even breakdancing in place.

The scene was extremely eye-watering.

Making one wonder if they were having a mental breakdown.

Wu Wang stared unblinkingly.

He suddenly realized that the Gentleman Penguin's figure was becoming increasingly blurred, as if he would disappear from his field of vision at any moment.

It was like vaguely seeing a familiar person on the street, but they immediately disappeared into the crowd, and you couldn't remember who you had just seen.

Snap—

Just when Wu Wang was about to forget the Gentleman Penguin, he stopped.

"Understand? It's that kind of feeling, subtle and silent." He took off the red nose and placed it in front of Wu Wang.

Wu Wang frowned and asked, "Does it have to be a clown? Is there anything else that can clear memories?"

After all, no one wants to find a clown in the mirror when they wash up in the morning.

"Of course! I'm an auctioneer of the Myriad Treasures Merchant Guild, I can sell anything!"

The Gentleman Penguin patted his chest.

Two strange, indescribable items popped out of the question mark box again.

One was shaped like some kind of plug.

The other was a purple series toy.

Yet, he said solemnly, "These two things have the same effect. As long as you put them on the target's specific body part, they will roll their eyes back and lose all memories of you. The longer you use them, the more content is erased, but too long can cause brain damage, so moderation is advised."

Wu Wang: "…"

He pondered for a moment and sighed.

"Let's talk about the clown thing."

"I suddenly think red is quite festive."

Damn it! What the hell are you taking out!

Was it really just a coincidence that I pulled out the [Pink Flower Tea] from the question mark box back then!

How can this penguin have so much yellow stuff in his brain! Where's the gentleman you promised?

So, this is the gentleman!

Looking at his helpless appearance.

The Gentleman Penguin smiled slightly and pulled out a golden slip of paper from under the spicy fish head plate.

[Transaction Contract] was clearly written on it.

He knew that Wu Wang would choose the Clown Red Nose, because that was what he carefully selected.

People's desires are like rolling stones on a high mountain.

Once they start, they can never be stopped.

Now, he only considers the effect of eliminating presence, but what about later? What if he wants to get the [Legendary] effect of the [Clown Series Set]?

Then he must find the Red Tentacle Thief, because the missing mask is in his hands.

It's equivalent to hiring a Desire Saint as a thug.

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The Gentleman Penguin would not force anyone to do anything. He was a merchant with principles.

All of this was just the other party's own choice, he was only responsible for providing the transaction.

"What is this thing?"

Wu Wang looked curiously at the golden slip of paper.

He took it and looked it up and down.

The Gentleman Penguin explained, "A formal transaction naturally requires proof. This is the [Myriad Treasures Transaction Contract], personally crafted by me. If there are any problems with the contract, you can completely call me for after-sales service."

"?"

Then why didn't you take it out before?

After all this time, does that mean the deals I made with you before weren't formal transactions!

"Please sign your name here, it must be a name recognized by the Spirit Disaster Game~"

Looking at the Gentleman Penguin's smile.

How could Wu Wang not understand?

This guy was still worried.

The name recognized by the Spirit Disaster Game, that is, the player ID. If he filled in a fake nickname, this thing might not be able to read it.

At that time, he would be unable to defend himself.

The other party might be able to seize the handle and find out that he was the Red Tentacle Thief.

What a pity, what a pity…

The methods of the Abyss God are still very strong.

At least the name [Yan Shuangying] fully meets the conditions for recognition by the Spirit Disaster Game.

Watching Wu Wang check the contents of the contract and find that there was no word game in it, he finally took up his pen and waved it, and corresponding flowing gold appeared on the golden slip of paper.

The Gentleman Penguin also nodded in satisfaction.

It seemed that the other party was not lying.

His name was indeed [Yan Shuangying].

What he didn't say was that this slip of paper had been blessed by the management of the Spirit Disaster Game.

If the name written by the other party was a player ID, but it was not his own, it would still be checked out.

"Speaking of which, why didn't you use this when you made a deal with my apprentice before?"

Wu Wang suddenly said.

This made the Gentleman Penguin stunned.

When did he come into contact with his apprentice?

Looking at his appearance, Wu Wang grinned and smiled: "My apprentice's name is—Undead. He said that he saw you in a copy called [Desolate Village Chronicle], and also got a useless skill scroll from you. I wonder if you have any impression."

"!?"

The Gentleman Penguin immediately recalled the guy who had blackmailed him back then.

Damn it! That guy is your apprentice!?

Wu Wang also had his own calculations deep in his heart.

He was now going to build momentum for the [Undead] identity.

To facilitate the subsequent plan.

Don't forget, in addition to the people of the Disaster Cult.

There are other players upstairs.

He also had to earn something from them…