Immortal I Speedrun Supernatural Game

Chapter 275 Sunshine Circus

"You mean, this meat is not from the indigenous people, but..."

"Yes, it belongs to [Fake Person]."

Wu Wang nodded seriously.

Then he found a plastic bag and picked up the minced meat on the ground.

He carried it and walked towards the kitchen.

Amidst the puzzled gazes, he happily opened the refrigerator door.

He tilted his head and explained to the servant, "The refrigerator is a good thing. Although it can't effectively kill them, the dismembered [pseudo-humans] can't escape on their own. It seems that the extreme low temperature will inhibit the activity of the [pseudo-humans]'s cells."

"Tan Lili's husband's head is still in the refrigerator. Apart from being able to speak, it can't do anything for now."

After saying that, Wu Wang opened the frozen layer without looking back.

I was planning to throw the plastic bag in my hand into it.

However, just raised his hand.

He noticed that the servant's expression became a little strange.

He couldn't help but even stretched out his finger and pointed in his own direction.

It seemed like he had thought of something.

Wu Wang's movements froze, and he asked word by word:
"There's something in the refrigerator in front of me, right?"

"That's right. I can't do anything except talk. May I ask who you are and why are you in my house?"

The latter sentence was obviously not answered by the servant.

Instead, inside the refrigerator, a disheveled head spoke expressionlessly.

However, Wu Wang did not show any panic.

Instead, he turned his head back to look at Jasmine's head.

She said with a joking smile, "I'm your husband's colleague, ma'am. I believe you don't want your husband to find out that you're a fake person, right?"

The head was silent for a moment and then responded:
"I'm not married."

Wu Wang's playful expression remained unchanged, but he bent down and almost put his face against her chapped skin.

He sniffed and said, "I know, I was just teasing you. I was wondering why the meat in the pot smelled sour last night. I thought it was because that [fake person] added too much seasoning."

"But I tasted the soup and blood that splattered from the pot and found it had no flavor of seasoning."

"Now I know why—it's you who's emitting the sour smell."

The thing that was stewed in the pot last night was not Jasmine at all!

But it was this [fake person] with Jasmine's face!
It seems that there is no need to continue observing the experiment of using mineral water bottles to fill some meat juice and body parts to feed the [pseudo-human] by the window.

What they eat are only their own kind.

So where did the real Jasmine go?

If the real Jasmine had long been replaced by the [fake person] in front of her.

Then the screaming and break-in shouldn't have happened last night.

After all, how could a [fake person] break into a [fake person]'s house?

Thinking of this, Wu Wang couldn't help but look at the servant.

Pointing at the faucet, he asked, "You said that when you entered the room, you saw a long hair disappear into the sink, right?"

"Yeah, it's like a living thing swimming around." The servant nodded.

Then he immediately guessed the outcome of Wu's demise.

He frowned and said, "Are you saying that the one who escaped is the real Jasmine?"

"She dealt with the [fake person] who broke into her home?"

"But putting aside why she wanted to cook her own [pseudo-human], how could an ordinary person fight against a [pseudo-human]..."

Having said this, he stopped immediately.

His face turned gloomy.

Yes, ordinary people are mostly powerless to resist such unknown monsters.

But is Jasmine really an ordinary person?
Both the clown costume under the floor tiles and the diary clearly indicate that—

She used to be a clown in the Sunshine Circus.

The day this strange circus arrived at Apartment 404 was the day disaster struck.

He was chosen to be the clown.

Not to mention being an ordinary person, it remains to be seen whether she is still human.

"I don't understand what you're talking about," [Pseudo-Jasmine] said coldly, "You're breaking into someone else's house without permission. Aren't you afraid that the apartment manager will come and give you trouble?"

"Let me out quickly, and I won't hold you responsible."

Looking at the serious words in this head.

The expressions of both Wu Wang and Shu Tong are quite interesting.

You, a [fake person], have notified the administrator?
This guy really seems to think of himself as Jasmine?

No, should I say that this is the disguise logic of the [pseudo-person]?

If they successfully replaced one of the original residents.

During the day, I actually thought that I was that person, and even my way of thinking was mainly based on that of the original resident.

But compared to real humans.

These [fake people] still have some flaws.

For example, the meat stewed by the old lady.

Or in other words, now that only one of her brains is still talking, she doesn't feel that there is anything wrong with her at all.

Tan Lili is right.

They are a group of monsters that rely entirely on imitation for parasitism.

In fact, I can't understand the meaning of what I'm doing.

boom--

Wu Wang closed the refrigerator.

He knew there was no point in chatting with the guy in the refrigerator.

Because he had tried it at Tan Lili's place next door.

They don't give any information linguistically.

It will only grasp a seemingly normal logic and go through the endless loop of asking you to take them out of the refrigerator.

Then he returned to the living room, sat on the sofa and said:
"I should know why Jasmine wants to stew the [Fake Person]."

"She wants to give [fake human flesh] to someone to eat."

"As to who it is specifically for, it is not clear at the moment."

"But we should be able to find her at the circus. After all, she's homeless now."

These remarks also made the book boy curious.

He has been puzzled since he received the stew from the old lady until now.

What will happen if you eat that meat?
It seems that Yan Shuangying already has the answer in his mind.

Facing his expectant expression, Wu Wang nodded and explained:

"Yeah, just as you thought."

"The humans who consume the [pseudo-human]'s tissues will gradually be assimilated, both in their thinking and even their physical structure."

"You're lucky. You didn't swallow the meat in time. You should be fine."

Hearing this statement.

The boy didn't feel relieved at first.

But I felt a little worried.

He then asked Wu Wang, "What about you? You tasted the gravy yesterday, and it was mixed with [pseudo-human] tissue, right?"

He has a good memory and can't make mistakes.

What's more, this kid just admitted it.

In response, Wu Wang simply raised his left hand.

In front of the servant boy, he broke his little finger with a snap.

The angle was extremely hideous, and even the bone fragments were sticking out from the joints. It made people feel a chill in their hearts just by looking at it.

With a seemingly wry smile, he said, "So, I said 'gradual assimilation', not immediately."

"With this level of injury, I can no longer feel any pain at all."

"It's not entirely bad. At least I can still do it."

After saying that, he forcibly straightened the broken little finger.

Only a dozen seconds passed.

They are already able to carry out activities freely.

There weren't even any bruises visible on the surface of the skin, let alone wounds.

"Dangdang! Close-up magic—severed fingers reattached!"

This is also why Tan Lili can clearly identify a [fake person] by her sense of smell.

But when Wu Wang entered the house.

But she was still so scared that she curled up in the corner and trembled.

Because in her judgment.

This person really does give off the sour smell of a [fake] person!

However, Shu Tong did not relax his brows because of Wu Wang's optimistic attitude and performance.

Instead, he gritted his teeth and asked, "How long have you been aware of it?"

This guy has been hiding it!

"I discovered this before I went next door. That means I'm still able to maintain normal thinking 12 hours after consuming the [pseudo-human] tissue." Wu Wang said nonchalantly, "Of course, I don't know how much longer this will last."

"At this rate, I won't be myself in 24 hours, or at most 48 hours."

"Shu Tong, I don't have much time."

After that, he flicked the circus ticket.

He motioned the other person to follow him and take a look.

To be honest, if it were a normal player, in this situation, what they should have done was to immediately disclose Wu's death to other players.

After all, there is a high possibility that they will lose a teammate.

Even more extreme practices.

They used some methods that could restrict his movements and temporarily imprisoned Wu Wang.

One is to be able to observe how long it takes to completely assimilate the body tissues of a [pseudo-human] after accidentally ingesting them.

The second is to prevent him from backstabbing other players after he is completely assimilated at some point.

Wu Wang is now like an unstable bomb.

It could explode at any time and wipe out all the players.

A gleam of light flashed in the boy's eyes.

And at an extremely fast speed, he formed a win-win method to subdue Yan in his mind, constantly observing his posture and state of alert at this moment.

The guy now looks like he's slumped lazily on the sofa.

It seems that vigilance is still not very strong.

If he suddenly attacks, it is very feasible to subdue him and confine him.

It only took three seconds to think.

He took a deep breath.

He stood up and said, "Let's go and check out the area near the circus first."

"You're right, you don't have much time."

"We have to try to speedrun this dungeon before you completely turn into a 'fake person'."

Wu Wang also stood up.

He grinned and said, "You're not going to imprison me and inform the other players?"

He certainly understood what the optimal solution for Shu Tong was.

Facing Wu Wang's teasing, the servant simply said, "There aren't many people worthy of Xiezhi's confidant. I believe in his judgment. You're a good friend."

"Besides, we have fought side by side before. It would be a bit too far-fetched to say I'm imprisoned."

"If someone like you dies here, the Spiritual Disaster Game will be a lot less fun."

Go to the door and open it.

He walked downstairs without looking back.

Wu Wang shrugged and went out as well.

He lied.

Although it is true that accidentally ingesting the body tissues of a [pseudo-human] will be assimilated.

Even the parts about changes in body structure, reduced pain perception, and reattachment of severed fingers are true.

But I actually have a lot more time.

Wu Wang knew very well——

The Seal of the Abyss God will not sit idly by.

In his opinion, the principle of this mutation seemed a bit like the cells of the [pseudo-human] devouring his own human cells and replacing them.

But this abnormality is gradually fading.

Because the Abyss God's Mark is in turn eating the cells of the [pseudo-human] like snacks.

In fact, Wu Wang’s current physical condition is not that he is being assimilated by the [pseudo-human].

Instead, he was trying his best to prevent the Abyss God Mark from being eaten too quickly.

This is to ensure that there is still the smell of a [fake person] on me!

Currently, only the left half of the body still has the characteristics of a [pseudo-human].

This identity is still very convenient.

Come to think of it, I'm lying more and more frequently now.

Perhaps it was due to the side effects of [Sudden Realization of Lies]—

[Users can see through lies, but you will also tell lies unconsciously].

After going out, the two of them left through the apartment door.

Follow the path around to the back of the apartment.

This is the route described in Jasmine's diary.

Sure enough, after walking for a few minutes, we saw an extremely huge tent.

The floor area does not appear to be any smaller than that of an apartment building.

I just don't know why, but no matter which angle I look at the apartment building from, I can't notice that there is a circus here.

You have to get close to see it.

It just stands there in the open space, like a dream castle that appeared out of thin air.

It seems out of tune with the dilapidated and desolate surroundings.

The tent's canvas, with its vibrant red and yellow stripes, swayed gently in the wind, as if waving to the two of them.

The wall supports are also made of fabrics of various colors, which look extremely exaggerated like patches on a clown's costume.

Wu Wang and his servant were facing the entrance.

Two huge kerosene lamps hung on both sides, the swaying lights casting a warm and mysterious orange glow.

I don't know how this level of lighting effect is projected in broad daylight.

A middle-aged man wearing a slightly worn dark brown vest was dozing off at the door.

Although the circus door behind him was open, it was as dark as ink and as deep as the abyss, making it impossible to see anything inside.

Until the two of them came closer.

The middle-aged man opened his eyes as if awakened from a dream.

His eyes widened, as if he wanted to completely imprint the appearance of the two people in his memory.

Even the eyeballs bulged outward by one centimeter.

This is obviously not something a normal person can do.

pat-

His eyeballs bulged out to the limit and then fell out of their sockets.

It fell to the ground and screamed.

"Wow! Wow! The two guests' heroic figures really amazed me!"

"Let me introduce myself. I'm Anthony, the ticket seller at the Sunshine Circus."

“It’s not official business hours yet.”

"Do you have tickets?"

Picking up the eyeball is like assembling a Lego block, and pressing it back into the eye socket.

The middle-aged man's tone fluctuated exaggeratedly.

It makes people laugh.

"Yes, friend, yes." Wu Wang handed over the ticket with a smile.

The same is true for the book boy.

Take the tickets for both.

Anthony took out an eyeball and pressed it against it for a rubbing inspection.

He shouted excitedly, "Oh my old swan! It's a VIP ticket!"

"As VIPs, you don't need to wait for the official opening. You can come in and watch the circus anytime!"

Then he leaned close to Wu Wang's ear and whispered, "Forgive me for being so sleepy just now. Please don't tell the captain."

While joking, he tore the ticket and gave the change skillfully and nimbly.

It was as if it had become a part of his body.

His fingers were rough and covered with calluses, and the protruding knuckles were obviously the result of years of handling ticket stubs and coins.

Look at the ticket stubs and change handed back.

Wu Wang raised an eyebrow in confusion: "How come there is still money?"

When Tan Lili gave me the tickets, she did hint to me that these two tickets were better than the normal ones.

Being able to enter the circus early was a pleasant surprise.

But isn’t it a bit too much to give change?
So I'm just trying to get something for nothing?
Anthony said with a smile, "These are circus coins. You can use them to go backstage and interact closely with the actors and animals before or after the show."

Then the tone turned mysterious.

His expression was also somewhat meaningful.

"Please be careful with your care and be judicious in deciding who you interact with."

"One circus coin can only interact with one performer or animal."

The servant looked down and saw that he and Wu Wang each got three.

In other words, the two people have a total of six interaction opportunities.

"Then is there anything I need to pay attention to after entering?" Wu Wang looked at Anthony while playing with the circus coins.

Try to get some information from the other party in advance.

However, faced with this problem.

Anthony just slowly opened his arms as if for a hug, with a bright smile on his face.

Respond cheerfully, "Don't be shy! Don't be timid!"

"We are the Sunshine Circus, bringing joy to the world and spreading hope everywhere!"