I'm Immortal Speed Pass Supernatural Game

“Sigh…”

“If you continue to wallow in despair like this, the Righteous Garden will be ruined…”

The gaunt old man looked to be in considerable pain.

He lay on the ground for a good while before shaking his head, getting up, and picking up the lantern.

He also took out a rag from his pocket, wiped the blood off the ground, and tossed it aside.

Sighing, he left the dilapidated theater.

The main door slammed shut behind him.

That faint operatic singing began to echo once more within the weed-choked courtyard.

Wu Wang and Xiao Xiao, hidden in the nearby bushes, exchanged even stranger looks.

A scarecrow quietly crawled out of her hand.

After the gaunt old man was knocked away, it groped around the spot where he had wiped the blood.

A moment later, it trotted back, wagging its bottom.

In its hand, it clutched a red and gray rag.

Xiao Xiao had noticed something amiss when the old man left.

Since he had chosen to use a rag to wipe up the blood he spat out, why would he throw the dirty rag into the grass?

Wasn't that redundant?

That's why she had it picked up to take a look.

Wu Wang had naturally noticed the clue as well.

But his approach was more straightforward.

Because a line appeared in the grass—[There's a surprise here].

“There are words on it,” Xiao Xiao said, frowning as she unfolded the rag.

Wu Wang nodded, indicating: “I'm not blind, switching to manual.”

After glaring at him, Xiao Xiao carefully read the words on the rag—

[The old manager of the Righteous Garden of the Opera God had a daughter named Lou Yu]

[After disappearing down a well three years ago, the old manager passed away from excessive worry]

[The most outstanding martial performer in the garden, also the old manager's adopted son, Xiang Ji, took over the position of manager]

[Although under his management the Righteous Garden has become more and more outstanding, the old servant knows that the young master has never given up on finding Lou Yu]

[If you two are willing to help the young master resolve this heartache, this old servant will be eternally grateful]

After reading the words on the rag, the two looked up at each other, faces blank.

Xiao Xiao couldn't help but say, “Is that old man even human?”

Of course, she wasn't cursing at him.

It was a question.

Although he had flesh and blood and could cough up blood and get hurt, in that kind of situation just now…

If he was just a simple servant, how could he have discovered the two of them?

“I don't know if he's human, but what he said doesn't sound very human,” Wu Wang pointed to one of the sentences and said: “Isn't the ambiguity of ‘disappeared down a well’ a bit too much?”

Xiao Xiao had naturally noticed the problem with this sentence as well.

Logically speaking, falling into a well should either result in death from the fall or drowning, right?

What kind of situation is ‘disappearance’?

Could it be that the body vanished into thin air?

Due to the limited area of the rag, it could only roughly state the situation.

To know more details, they would probably have to find the gaunt old man to verify.

However, when the two of them chased after him…

Where was there any sign of the gaunt old man?

God knows how he managed to walk so quickly, dragging his body that was still coughing and spitting blood.

The two searched the garden for a long time but couldn't find him.

Instead, they almost bumped into the patrolling guards.

In the end, because the night patrol became increasingly strict,

They had no choice but to return to their residence.

Moreover, just a few minutes after returning to the residence,

Wu Wang heard rustling sounds coming from next door.

It seemed that they had also been forced back by the guards.

Because after everyone returned, he even heard the sound of guards patrolling and then standing guard at the door around the residence.

Now the players had completely lost the ability to continue exploring.

“Seriously, this is a pear orchard, not a prince's mansion, why are they patrolling so diligently?” Wu Wang couldn't help but complain.

The aura on those guards was not simple either.

The baleful aura of the weapons in their hands was unsettling.

The most important thing was that [Eye of Truth] gave a hint—

[Elite soldiers capable of fighting a hundred]

What the hell are we supposed to do!

There were four guards standing at the entrance of the prince's mansion.

There were also ten patrolling guards.

In other words, it would take a regiment of people to deal with these guards.

Their existence should be the same as the security personnel in [Fight Back to School].

Preventing players from forcibly clearing the level through violent means.

Damn it! Who would forcibly clear the level through violence!

Even without the existence of these guards, the prince's own strength would be enough to instantly kill all the players present, right?

Because they were now blocked at the door,

Wu Wang had to take out the palmistry booklet he had just obtained in the room and start reading it.

The things recorded in it gradually made him become engrossed.

The night passed in a flash.

When the sky was slightly bright, the first rays of the morning sun rose.

A knock on the door sounded.

The gaunt old man's voice came from outside: “Master Bai, it's time for breakfast.”

Quietly picking open a small slit in the sewn position of the bedding and stuffing the booklet in to hide it, Wu Wang then opened the door and went out.

When he found the booklet, he discovered that there was no way to put this thing into his backpack.

Most ⊥ New ⊥ Small ⊥ Say ⊥ At ⊥ Six ⊥ 9 ⊥ ⊥ Book ⊥ ⊥ Bar ⊥ ⊥ First ⊥ Issue!

Presumably, the special clues of other players are also like this.

This undoubtedly increases the difficulty of the copy.

After all, these are not things that can be taken out to see people casually.

For example, his own booklet.

Once it is discovered by others, after they realize the class master's idea of wanting to kill people and divide the body.

Even if a person has a hundred mouths, and a mouth has a hundred tongues.

It will be difficult to eliminate the other players' hostility and vigilance towards themselves.

Maybe they will even think of ways to join forces to eliminate themselves first.

After experiencing the battle with Zhuge Yue, Wu Wang knew very well how difficult it was to kill these high-level players.

The possibility of him killing several high-level players at the same time was too low.

Moreover, as the saying goes, it's not afraid of thieves stealing, but afraid of thieves thinking about it.

If they keep thinking about themselves, it will always be very troublesome, and it may even affect their strategy copy.

So he can only hide things.

After walking out of the room, Wu Wang first looked at the gaunt old man.

The other party did not show any abnormality.

It seemed that it was not him who threw the rag to him for help last night.

It seems that only when they are alone can they possibly learn more about [Lou Yu] and [Xiang Ji] from the other party's mouth.

At this time, Wu Wang has basically determined.

The class master should be the [Overlord Standing Tall] in the information provided by [Eye of Truth].

Whether it is from the coincidence of the name or from the event, they all correspond.

The only question is—is the class master real or fake?

There are now two class masters.

One is Brother Ji, who is on the outside, calling himself brothers with the prince.

The second is the young master who sings and cries all night in the dilapidated theater.

He has to find a way to find the real class master.

The other party's knot may be directly related to the various strange situations in the Righteous Garden.

The clues given by [Eye of Truth] must be the key.

In other words, the existence of the prince and the class master are crucial to clearing this copy.

Now it depends on how he finds the key point.

“Please, gentlemen, come with this old servant to the dining hall to eat, Master Bai, the young master asked you to go to the theater to eat with him outside, and by the way, buy medicinal materials.”

Oh, today I have to buy medicine and refine pills.

Wu Wang responded and walked towards the theater on his own.

The other players looked at his back.

Each of them had different ideas in their eyes.

But what they had in common was that they were extremely helpless.

Because no matter from what angle you look at it.

This clown, whose level is much lower than theirs and looks like a rookie who doesn't know anything.

Is currently the person who has obtained the fastest progress in the copy and the strategy NPC.

After all, they have not been able to talk to the prince and the class master until now.

“Hurry up, young master, I'm going to starve to death, and if my body is uncomfortable and affects tonight's play, old man, you can't afford it.”

At this moment, the blue-haired executioner walked out of the room.

His nonchalant appearance made everyone roll their eyes.

Apart from that level ten clown, this person is the most annoying person to them.

Basically, no one wants to pay attention to him.

Only Zi Jin, standing next to the pageboy, squinted her eyes and looked at the blue-haired executioner.

She smelled a hint of strangeness.

This person's behavior is still the same as always.

But there is an inexplicable aura of death on his body.

What the hell did he go to do last night?