I'm Immortal Speed Pass Supernatural Game

Back in reality.

Wu Wang said he would help Wu Xiaoyou relax with some acupuncture.

She immediately sat obediently in the living room, swinging her legs in anticipation.

Yes, even though this kid had absolutely no systematic professional medical knowledge.

When he offered to give her acupuncture.

Wu Xiaoyou didn't even question it.

Her main focus was trust.

The only question she cared about was—

“Ah-Di, let's not talk about when the family bought a whole set of acupuncture tools.”

“This kind of thing definitely needs practice, right?”

“You don't usually practice on yourself at home, do you?”

Hearing this, Wu Wang quickly shook his head and said, “I'm a natural genius, I understand it at a glance.”

With that, he steadied Wu Xiaoyou's head.

He aimed at a certain acupoint on the top of her head and inserted the thin acupuncture needle.

An informal professional acupuncture therapy began.

The process went smoothly, and Wu Xiaoyou even felt that his technique was much more exquisite than that of a professional doctor.

She couldn't help but admire that her Ah-Di was truly a medical genius. If she had known, she would have chosen clinical medicine as her major in university, and she might have already been working in a hospital with a formal position.

All she got in return was Wu Wang's expressionless complaint:

“Advising people to study medicine is like being struck by lightning.”

How could he not be skilled!

Before this, he had paralyzed his face forty-six times, paralyzed half of his body twenty-eight times, and even died on the spot a number of times because of testing certain important acupoints.

What doctor could have such rich personal experience?

Even now, he still felt a little numb in his hands and feet when he thought about it.

As the acupuncture therapy was about to end.

Wu Wang finally took out the [Selfless Silver Needle].

He gently aimed at a spot that wouldn't cause any pain and stuck it in.

The force was very light, not even drawing blood.

The next second.

A remnant soul full of resentment, letting out a silent roar, wrapped around Wu Wang's wrist along the silver needle.

In just an instant.

Behind Wu Xiaoyou's back, Wu Wang's arm instantly turned a dark, almost black color.

It was as miserable as if it had been subjected to some kind of crazy kneading and crushing.

But his expression didn't change at all.

He still steadily finished the final work without shaking.

Without leaving a trace, he put his hand behind his back.

“Okay, I'll go clean these needles first. You lie in bed and get a good rest.”

Hearing this, Wu Xiaoyou obediently ran back to the room to sleep.

She kept sighing like an old mother, feeling that her Ah-Di was finally able to repay her.

It was somewhat like the comfort of a child washing their mother's feet for the first time.

After returning to the room.

Wu Wang locked the door and knocked on the bottom of the bed, asking, “Didn't get caught, right?”

The Ouija spirit rolled out.

It wrote on the white paper with a rustling sound—

【How could a mere mortal ghost catch me?】

【Does this count as a merit?】

Besides the remnant soul, Wu Xiaoyou also had a little ghost that she raised herself.

Wu Wang was worried that the silver needle would identify the wrong ghost.

He asked the Ouija spirit to wander around the entrance of the house, supposedly exposing its aura.

According to his second sister's temper, she would definitely ask that little ghost to drive the Ouija spirit away after noticing it.

Sure enough, when Wu Wang was about to finish.

He noticed a cold aura leaving along his second sister's sleeve.

It finally disappeared outside the door.

Only then did he start using the tool to transfer the possession of the remnant soul.

“Of course it counts as a merit, you only need three more merits to be freed,” Wu Wang replied casually.

Looking at his wrist again.

The dark blue color that was so severe that his arm was almost useless had disappeared.

Only a strange small face symbol was carved on his left wrist.

It was as aggrieved as a young woman being cornered by a hooligan.

The red vertical pupil on his right hand looked at it with great interest.

Wu Wang sarcastically said, “What a twisted sense of humor, you could have just eaten it, right?”

The level of the Abyss God was even higher than that of the Envoy and the Venerable.

In fact, if it wanted to, it could even eat the Black-hearted Penguin's label or even the mark of the [Son of Desire].

But the red vertical pupil just wouldn't eat it, it just drove the other marks to the other wrist.

Hey, it's just playing around.

It enjoyed the feeling of other forces shivering under its power.

Or rather, it didn't want to directly help Wu Wang solve these difficulties.

After all, without these things.

Where would it get the fun to watch?

Facing Wu Wang's mockery.

The red vertical pupil rolled its eyes.

It stared at his eyes with its pupils that were already so delicate that they looked like a two-dimensional art style.

Endless whispers began to echo in Wu Wang's mind.

The familiar mental pollution was here again.

It liked to torture Wu Wang like this when it had nothing to do…

However, happy times always flew by.

The three days of rest passed quickly.

Because of Zhuge Yue, he had been away from home for more than ten days.

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These three days back home, enjoying the warm and harmonious ordinary days, relaxed Wu Wang's tense nerves a lot.

Every day, he only needed to casually kill himself to maintain his learning and physical training state.

Of course, the main reason for his comfort and happiness—

Was that the 10 million from the Xie Zhi side had arrived.

He used any means he could think of through black market channels to make the money untraceable to its final destination.

“Your boy can now reach the average income level of netizens!”

Closing the comments on his phone where those netizens were bragging about their income.

He glanced at the clock hanging on the wall.

He took out a mask from the desk drawer.

It was the appearance of a clown in Peking opera.

In the center of the mask's face, a “tofu block” shaped white powder face was outlined with white powder.

This is one of the typical Peking opera civil clowns—the square scarf clown.

Because the main role he plays is a scholar wearing a square scarf.

In fact, under normal circumstances, the facial makeup should be painted directly on the face, instead of being replaced by a mask.

Not only the facial makeup, but also many places must reflect the characteristics of the role being played.

For example, the square scarf clown role that Wu Wang is now taking on usually wears a square scarf on his head, and also wears pleated clothes, and some even hold a fan in their hands, walking slowly and elegantly.

He had prepared these things in case of emergency.

But after all, the Spirit Disaster game required a mask.

Otherwise, Wu Wang would have already started painting it himself.

As someone who could perform surgery with a lancet, his hands were as steady as fixed steel bars.

Drawing a facial makeup was a piece of cake!

“Come on! Abyss God! Start!”

The moment the mask covered his face.

Wu Wang felt the surrounding environment begin to distort, and the introduction content of the copy also appeared in front of him.

The system's hoarse voice, like a thousand-year-old Sadako clearing her throat, echoed in his ears—

【Nightmare-level team cooperation copy has been matched】

【Welcome to the Actor's Tomb】

【Copy Name—Anecdotes of the Pear Garden】

【Copy Number: 7 people】

【Copy Introduction: This is the most famous Pear Garden in the capital, called “Xishen Yiyuan”, and is considered the “highest hall of opera” in the industry. Its performance level is also the highest in the industry, and opera actors from all over the world regard it as an honor to be able to come to this Pear Garden for guidance.】

【Today welcomes a heavyweight audience, a certain prince with a prominent position has come here, and he will book this place for five days of exclusive enjoyment】

【At the request of the prince, the head of the opera troupe, who has been in seclusion for many years without performing on stage, decided to personally go out and show the elegance of the Xishen Yiyuan】

【But as the clown in this Pear Garden, you know—this disaster is about to come】

【Because as early as late at night the day before, the head of the troupe was personally killed and dismembered by you and hidden】

【However, when the prince arrived, you saw the head of the troupe who had already been dismembered appear at the door to greet him!】

【Is it a person or a ghost? Is it real or fake? Is it opera or reality?】

【You can't tell anymore…】

【Main Quest: #% * \u0026%# *】

【Side Quest 1: Investigate the secret of the head of the opera troupe and survive for five days from him】

【Side Quest 2: Complete a performance from beginning to end】

【Side Quest 3: Eliminate the anomalies existing in the Pear Garden】

【Basic Clearance Reward: 10,000 Disaster Coins, an epic equipment, a clue to obtain a legendary item, a chance to meet】

【Additional Clearance Reward: Judged according to the completion of the performance】

【Hidden Reward—Condition Unknown】

【I wish you find your own death】

Wu Wang: “?”

You're not even pretending anymore, are you! You're directly saying that the head of the troupe is a ghost and is coming to chase me alone?

And you, you damn Abyss God!

Why did you take my main quest away again? I want to be an infantryman! Don't be a cavalryman!

While he was still complaining in his heart.

When he slowly opened his eyes.

What came into view was a piece of bright red cloth that seemed to be dripping blood onto the ground.

A familiar vertical pupil was painted on it.

“Damn it! This is really over!”

Abyss God's pollution! It appeared at the beginning!?