Immortal I Speedrun Supernatural Game

Chapter 270 Jasmine's Diary, Circus Mystery

Wu Wang and Shu Tong looked at each other in bewilderment at the clown costume.

Listening to the knock on the door outside.

The servant couldn't help but ask, "The clown performing acrobatics in the CD trap you mentioned..."

"Well, the clothes he wears are exactly the same as this one, but his figure looks like a man. He is definitely not the beautiful woman in the kitchen who is served in a bowl or stewed in a pot." Wu Wang immediately shook his head and said.

God damn, she's so pretty!
You don't really want to eat it, do you?
Although he knew that Wu Wang was joking, the servant still felt a little uncomfortable.

This kid really has no taboos when it comes to what he says, he's just like an emotionless, cold-blooded monster.

"That is to say, there is more than one clown, and this woman named Jasmine is very likely a clown from the previous generation, or even from long ago?" The servant picked up the costume and shook it.

Large clouds of dust spread in the air.

The two of them were choking and coughing.

The folds on the clothes could not be smoothed out no matter what.

It was obvious that the dress had been pressed under the floor for a long time, and even the creases had been fixed.

"Huh? Is there something in your clothes?"

The servant shook the clown costume and found that the weight was a little off.

When I opened the inside, I found that there seemed to be traces of sewing on the fabric on the left.

Since the dress itself is full of exaggeration and distortion, if no one picks it up and weighs it.

It is probably impossible to tell that there is a hidden layer sewn here.

brush--

Wu Wang swung his knife casually.

The sewn-up interlayer broke apart, and a small book the size of a palm fell out.

When I opened it, I was surprised to find that it was full of handwriting.

This is not a book, it's a notebook.

Jasmine's Diary

The First Year of the Great Tribulation

We survivors gathered together, isolated ourselves from all external factors, and built a shelter for each other in this abandoned apartment building.

We elected a trustworthy person to be the apartment manager.

[He is the only one who can leave this apartment and go out to look for the supplies everyone needs]

[Every time the administrator goes out to search for supplies, he will select one person from the apartment building to accompany him. When he returns, the administrator will erase this person's memory to prevent him from causing disaster in the apartment building.]

【………】

The lower half of the first page was torn off.

But it also provided Wu Wang and Shu Tong with some important information:

This apartment building is not as ordinary as you might imagine.

They had no idea what the "great disaster" mentioned was.

But it is obvious that the scope of this thing is so exaggerated that the people in the apartment must isolate themselves from all external factors.

And they call themselves [Survivors].

It turns out that not many people can survive that disaster.

"Zombie virus? Alien invasion? This is the umpteenth time a world war has erupted, and everyone is setting off nuclear bombs like fireworks?" Wu Wang was talking nonsense.

The servant rolled his eyes at him.

He pointed to the word "memory" in the diary.

He asked doubtfully, "Why is it necessary to erase the memories of those who know about the outside world?"

"Is there something that even knowing its existence will bring disaster?"

brush--

Wu Wang pointed his kitchen knife at the word "Administrator".

He denied it, "Then how can he remember? Is there some so-called antibody? Will his memory not bring disaster?"

The weirdest thing is, about this situation.

Other people in the apartment building didn't think there was anything wrong.

Don’t they think it’s strange that only the administrator can have external memory?
The two looked at each other.

They haven't gotten the answer yet.

Continue to flip through the diary.

Most of the content records the ordinary lives of people thereafter.

It is so bland that one almost forgets that it is a refuge when reading its contents.

It seems to be just the most inconspicuous tube-shaped apartment in the city.

Until the half-torn page appeared again.

The Ninth Year of the Great Tribulation

The apartment manager went out to look for supplies again, but Li Lei, whom he took out, never came back.

[This is the first time an accident has occurred to an outgoing person]

Everyone is scared

[In response, the apartment manager explained that he had found an organization that could fight disasters.]

Li Lei voluntarily joined the other side and sought a way to save everyone. He is noble and great.

[I didn't believe it and decided to ask the administrator what happened]

If possible, I hope he can take me with him next time he goes out to meet the so-called disaster relief organization and the missing Li Lei.

【………】

Similarly, the latter half of the content was torn into pieces.

After reading this, Wu Wang and Shu Tong both looked towards the kitchen.

They naturally knew why Jasmine didn't believe this.

Because according to the previous records of daily life.

This resident named Li Lei is Jasmine's neighbor.

The two had secretly developed feelings for each other several years ago.

They had been dating for a long time without telling other residents.

Even the day before Li Lei went out with the administrator, the other party told Jasmine that he would help her find some beautiful accessories.

If possible, he would like to take advantage of this opportunity to go out.

Found a wedding dress.

When he came back, he married Jasmine.

Become a family in this sanctuary.

"Tsk tsk tsk, brother, what's the difference between you and the suicide squad on the battlefield who, before going on a mission, holds up a photo of their girlfriend back home, can't sleep at night and tells their companions, 'When the war is over, I'll go back home and get married'?"

"You have filled my back with flags."

"Who will die if you don't die?"

Wu Wang couldn't help but complain.

In response, the book boy just silently turned the page.

The above content made the two of them serious——

[At dawn, I woke up in bed]

[I think I did go to the apartment manager to ask the truth last night]

But now I can't remember what happened. What answer did the administrator give me? Will he take me with him on his next outing? Will I really be able to see Li Lei again?

[I only remember that the administrator finally told me - I will know tomorrow]

Sure enough, at noon today, after the first time someone went out and didn't return, the apartment building welcomed the first batch of visitors in nine years.

[It was a circus with a long history. I had heard of their name long before the disaster.]

They toured around the country, bringing laughter and joy to people. I didn’t expect that they would still exist after the disaster.

[With the administrator's permission, the circus set up camp next to the apartment building and performed.]

I watched the circus caravan slowly approach. Eight or nine carriages were neatly arranged, each connected like a train. All the carriages were covered with opaque tarpaulins, but I could still hear muffled breathing and panting sounds from a few of the carriages. Those were not sounds that humans could make.

[Soon, a circus venue made of tents was erected.]

The lack of entertainment in recent years has made neighbors look forward to the circus.

[However, when I entered the venue and saw the clown performing acrobatics, I was dumbfounded.]

[That person is——Li Lei]

The strangest thing was that all the residents of the apartment building acted as if they didn't know Li Lei. They only praised his wonderful performance and applauded him. They didn't think it was ridiculous that he appeared in the circus after he had been out the previous day.

[I must ask the apartment manager for clarification!]

【What on earth just happened!? 】

There is no further description of the diary after this page.

Obviously, Jasmine's visit to the apartment manager was not very smooth.

Wu Wang and the book boy had almost finished flipping through the diary when new words appeared.

But there are only two different contents——

I am Jasmine, a resident of Room 404 in Apartment Building 307.

【I am a clown from Sunshine Circus】

【………】

The last sentence was repeated over and over again, filling up all the remaining pages of the diary.

The handwriting, which was neat and beautiful at the beginning, gradually began to become distorted and blurred.

When I wrote the last few sentences.

The text is almost unrecognizable.

It's more like a child who is still learning to read scribbling on a notebook with a pen.

Obviously, our Ms. Jasmine's mental state is becoming more and more wonderful.

Snapped--

Another piece of white paper fell out from between the gaps of the last page.

The shape of an apartment building was drawn on it in black ink.

The painting style is rather crude, and Jasmine probably hasn't learned any painting techniques.

It can be seen from the painting that she has tried very hard to depict it, but it still looks like the level of something she drew in art class in elementary school.

You can barely tell that this is a seven-story apartment building.

The rectangle representing the seventh floor is different from the other floors.

It is drawn with a red pen.

In addition, there are other buildings drawn in red pen.

That's the circus tent behind the apartment building.

And a circle with a cross in the middle behind the tent.

The servant closed the diary and covered it.

After closing his eyes and thinking for a moment, he looked at Wu Wang.

He said nothing, as if hoping the other party would say something first.

In response, Wu Wang sighed and said, "Okay, brother, I'll go first."

"If the diary is true, then even though the apartment manager is issuing building rules to protect us, he himself has some problems or secrets. It's even possible that the appearance of the [fake person] is related to him."

"Secondly, there's the existence of the circus. Its identity is currently vague, but it seems to lean more towards the [fake human] side. After all, the traps in the clown disc could have been created by the circus."

"One must be careful when interacting with it, as the player's memory will most likely be erased."

"The fallen paper is a map. It tells us the location of the circus and what Jasmine hid somewhere behind it. I suspect it has something to do with her erased memory."

After saying that, he shrugged.

I hope the other party can supplement it on this basis.

In fact, Wu Wang has a deeper inference about erasing memory.

And quite scary.

He'd just had this thought—what if the Administrator could erase more than just short-term memory?

Once the other party erases all the player's memories except for this copy, he may even completely forget that he is a player.

In a sense, have we become the indigenous people here?

I can never leave this copy.

It's basically the same as being dead.

The book boy nodded.

What the other person thinks is almost the same as what you think.

The only thing missing is one key point -

"Another question, if Jasmine really did become the Joker in the end, how did she become a resident of the apartment building again?"

"Don't forget, we are in her house now, and she herself is still stewing in the pot."

"The clown costume was also hidden in the floor for quite some time. Apparently, it took her some time to return to normal."

"One to one, currently tied."

Hear what the book boy said.

Wu Wang just smiled and said, "Okay, okay, you win this time. Damn it, you still have the nerve to laugh at me. You are so childish."

This action also made the book boy smile knowingly.

The tie he mentioned was naturally referring to the [An Nuan Children's Welfare Home].

Yan Shuangying saw through the conspiracy of the [Disaster Cult members] before him.

Now, he also saw more clues than Yan Shuangying.

In response, Wu Wang sat down on the sofa.

Raising an eyebrow, he said to him, "You and I can currently verify each other's identities, but we won't be able to contact the remaining four players tonight. When we meet them tomorrow, we'll have to find a way to confirm whether they've been replaced by [fake people], right?"

"This way, when you meet a new player, you can ask them about the main quests to make sure they still remember the player."

Wu Wang said this naturally to make it easier for him to obtain the main tasks from other players later.

After all, his mission had been distorted by the Abyss God.

Hear the offer.

The servant nodded in agreement.

He also knew very well that he would most likely not be able to contact other players tonight.

The first is that I don’t know which room the others are in.

Even if you know, if you knock on the door rashly, you will only be treated as a "fake" by the other party.

Breaking in by force may violate building regulations.

So far, Yan Shuangying has not seen the consequences of violating the building regulations.

But Shutong believed that it was absolutely impossible that there was no such thing.

What is this guy trying to hold on to? Or is it that he hasn't realized the consequences yet?

The book boy couldn't help but think of the copy introduction -

[Anyone who doesn't follow the building rules will become one of them]

Could it be that Yan Shuangying would become a [fake person] without realizing it?
So, he looked at Wu Wang and said, "Let's also decide on a method to verify our identities, so that it will be convenient to use later."

Wu Wang responded without hesitation:
"No problem. When you suspect that I'm a fake person, you can ask the following questions—"

"What is the main function of a helicopter propeller? What does the collapse of rituals and music mean? Why is my life so dark?"

He also guessed what the servant was worried about.

This response left the servant stunned.

Subconsciously, he asked, "Do you think the [pseudo-person] doesn't have enough modern knowledge? Then isn't the last question too subjective? How can I tell if it's you?"

Dusted himself off.

Adjust your sitting position on the sofa slightly to get a better rest.

Wu Wang then grinned and said, "Knowledge reserve? No, not at all."

"Because I'll give you an answer that'll make you black out. Anyone who can't do that is a fake."

"For example, the first question."

"In my opinion, the helicopter propeller is actually used to reduce temperature, because as soon as it stops turning, the captain will start sweating."

"As for the other two questions, ask them when you feel something is wrong with me."

"good night, see you tomorrow."

"I still have to fight the whole world, so get some rest."

Wu Wang naturally did not forget the task given by the boss.

The other party asked me to destroy the entire world.

Of course, his bottom line is very flexible, and whether he will be destroyed or not depends on the truth of the subsequent copies.

After saying that, Wu Wang lay down on the sofa sideways.

He looked towards the kitchen and pretended to rest.

In fact, there was a hint of thought in his eyes.

Compared to the question that Shu Tong just added.

In fact, Wu Wang still had another problem that he hadn't figured out -

[Woman stewing in the pot]