I'm Immortal Speed Pass Supernatural Game

"Indeed, this physical examination is conducted by the Bureau of Anomalous Affairs."

Wu Wang and Wu Xiaoyou returned after completing their physical examination as required by the community.

He discovered that among the equipment used for the physical examination at the hospital, there were quite a few instruments he didn't recognize.

What a joke.

Who am I? I'm Wu Wang, who dissects himself for research!

Medical instruments, unless they are newly developed and not yet announced, shouldn't exist at a level that's common in every hospital without me recognizing them.

That is to say, these instruments were newly equipped by the hospital.

And it's very obvious that they are products of the Bureau of Anomalous Affairs.

Because he saw tool information on the instruments—

【Attribute Detector (Common): Able to scan the target's physical functions and present them digitally in terms of Strength, Constitution, Agility, and Mental Strength】

【Note: Basic medical testing equipment—Dr. Yao】

These four attributes are exactly the attribute judgments that the Spirit Disaster Game makes on players.

In addition to this, there are also 【Intelligence Detector】 and 【Charm Detector】.

Perhaps it's because these latter two attributes are difficult to display as intuitively as the previous ones, so a separate detector is needed.

There's one thing Wu Wang had been curious about before.

That is, what are the criteria for becoming a player?

Regarding this, he also inquired with Xie Zhi about the internal testing information from previous years.

There were cases similar to his own, where a group of murderers were given the qualifications to become players; there were situations where a group of vegetarians were given qualification items; and there were even cases where qualification items were distributed to people in various gaming fields who had achieved considerable success.

Because the span and selection criteria each time were too outrageous.

As of now, no one has been able to get the correct answer.

The only thing that can be determined is—

Those selected will not include the elderly or children.

The children here do not refer to the legal adult age in China, but rather children under the age of ten.

Of course, there is also one direction that can barely be considered a commonality, which is—

Before becoming players, their physical fitness or a certain attribute was relatively outstanding.

Even if it's only slightly more outstanding than normal people.

Then the probability of being selected will be slightly higher.

Perhaps the Bureau of Anomalous Affairs intends to collect statistical data on the physical functions of the national population.

In order to lock down which people are more likely to be selected as players.

Once they are really selected, the Bureau of Anomalous Affairs can detect it immediately.

Record them in their files or perhaps invite them to join the Bureau of Anomalous Affairs, transforming them into a living force to maintain social order.

"A smart approach, maximizing their own advantages."

"Indeed, you also believe that after the public beta, there will be more players in the world."

Wu Wang had to admit that the Bureau of Anomalous Affairs' approach was very clever.

The increase in players means that major organizations will begin to snatch people to strengthen themselves.

This method of recording data from physical examinations, like popularizing it across the national population, seems very stupid, like searching for a needle in a haystack.

In reality, apart from the Bureau of Anomalous Affairs, an organization backed by the state, no other organization can accomplish this.

This is the absolute advantage of the Bureau of Anomalous Affairs.

Wu Wang can even imagine it now.

Once the public beta is opened and the number of players surges, as long as no accidents occur.

Perhaps the Spirit Disaster Game will no longer be a three-way standoff between the Bureau of Anomalous Affairs, the Tarot Society, and the Tower of Order.

Instead, the Bureau of Anomalous Affairs will be the sole dominant force, reaching the pinnacle.

As for foreign organizations…

Currently, the Tower of Order is already the limit for foreign organizations.

Yes, the Tower of Order is essentially a foreign organization.

The reason why most of the participants in the 【Relic Contest】 before were domestic faces was mainly because the quota was issued by the Bureau of Anomalous Affairs.

Leading to most of the people entering the 【Relic Contest】 being from China.

If the people sent by the Tower of Order were all Western faces, they would easily suffer from language barriers in this situation.

After all, not every player is proficient in the languages of various countries.

Speaking of which.

My second sister's physical function data is probably already selected as a key target of attention.

After all, the 【Yin Body Constitution】 is no joke.

In a sense, Wu Xiaoyou's physical fitness is similar to his own suicidal training day and night before becoming a player.

Even surpassing it in everything except mental strength.

How did Wu Wang judge this?

Because he had never won against his second sister in arm wrestling before becoming a player.

Leading Wu Wang to even suspect for a while—

Why are women's strength so powerful, yet they are still considered a disadvantaged group by society?

It was only after he became proficient in medicine that he discovered.

It turned out that only his second sister was special.

It's hard to imagine that her slender, fair arms could unleash more power than Mike Tyson.

As for himself…

Wu Wang couldn't help but smile at this point.

The judgment given by the instrument should be a reasonable range for an ordinary person.

The body data should be unremarkable.

Because when he was doing the physical examination, Wu Wang used the 【Fake Smile Mask】 to change his posture and physical functions.

Otherwise, the data far exceeding ordinary people due to stat points would immediately make the Bureau of Anomalous Affairs discover that he was a player.

As for mental strength, that was even simpler.

Before the physical examination, Wu Wang stared at the Abyss God mark on his wrist.

After enduring a large amount of mental pollution.

He didn't go for the physical examination until his mental strength was affected to the category of a normal person.

After the physical examination, he only needed to commit a small suicide, and his state could be refreshed.

After completing the troublesome things in reality.

Wu Wang spent a few leisurely days at home with his second sister.

Finally, the day to enter the instance arrived.

This instance, adjusted by 【Lord of the Desire Sea】, constructed by 【Hope】.

Wu Wang doesn't need to worry about the prerequisites.

After all, he always wears a clown-related costume on his face—【Fake Smile Mask】.

"Come on! Abyss God! Activate!"

Along with Wu Wang's self-mockery.

His body also disappeared out of thin air in the bedroom.

The surrounding environment began to change drastically.

The system's strange prompt also began to echo in his skull.

【Nightmare-Level Team Instance Matched】

【Welcome to Apartment 404】

【Instance Name—Smile Shelter】

【Instance Number: 6】

【Instance Introduction: This is an unremarkable apartment, located in a common city. The residents lead a mundane life of working at sunrise and resting at sunset, until one day, the arrival of a circus troupe adds a lot of fun to the unchanging life, and also brings some strange things…】

【The locked rooftop at night echoes with the mournful sobbing of a woman, a piano is played intensely in the empty courtyard, red liquid and bristles flow out of the faucet in the middle of the night, a faceless child in the stairwell invites you to play ball, a clown who likes to draw smiles on his face with a knife…】

【Everyone knows that they have infiltrated the apartment, but no one knows that they have truly seen their faces】

【After that, the apartment manager also formulated many puzzling building rules】

【Anyone who does not abide by the building rules will become one of them】

【Knock knock knock—】

【Your door is knocked】

【Do you choose to open the door to welcome guests? Or close the door and pretend nothing happened?】

【For you, is this a shelter? Or a place of death?】

【Main Quest: #%*\u0026%#*】

【Side Quest 1: Investigate how many households are left in the apartment when the player arrives, and report their exact house number to the apartment manager】

【Side Quest 2: Eliminate the anomalies existing in the apartment】

【Side Quest 3: Find the seed of despair】

【Basic Clearance Reward: 10000 Calamity Coins, an Epic Equipment, a Myriad Treasures Auction Entrance Ticket, a chance to meet】

【Hidden Reward—Condition Unknown】

【Wish you find your own death】

The main quest is, as always, garbled.

Wu Wang was already used to the Abyss God's "favoritism" towards him.

The moment the prompt ended.

He also slowly opened his sleepy eyes.

What followed was also a stabbing pain and dizziness like being hit hard, resulting in a slight concussion.

Sleepiness and headache made his vision somewhat blurred and distorted.

A buzzing sound lingered in his ears, causing even the knocking on the door close at hand to sound far and near.

Knock knock—

The anti-theft door in the distance was knocked again.

The extra sound also made Wu Wang a little more awake.

And heard more sounds.

But most of them were inexplicable noisy conversations.

The sound quality of the conversation sounded extremely poor, like the sound coming from a radio in the 70s and 80s when the signal was bad, intermittent and mixed with a crackling current.

Barely reaching out and pressing on both sides of the sofa to support his tired body to stand up.

A can that still contained some liquid slipped from the side because of his maggot-like wriggling movements.

Clang—

The liquid that fell from the can on the ground wet the floor, and the light yellow existence spread out like the twilight outside the window.

Intoxicating and nauseating.

"Damn! Not intoxicated! Am I really drunk?" Wu Wang cursed and shook his head.

He slightly twitched his tall nose, allowing the alcohol on the ground to adhere well to the nasal mucosa.

His stomach felt like it was churning.

Turning his head, he looked at the mountain of empty cans on the table.

As expected,

the apartment resident Wu Wang was playing had been indulging in a drunken stupor just minutes before.

The fallen beer cans were the culprits behind his splitting headache.

An old-fashioned family sitcom was playing on the dilapidated television, so boring that the guy had fallen asleep.

[Under the intervention of some force, the player's current level is restricted to level 1]

[Items, equipment, and skills are in a locked state]

"Heh, is this the trick of [Hope]?" Wu Wang mocked.

He had encountered this situation before in the [Relic Scramble].

Now that it appeared again,

he reasonably suspected that these Venerables had similar restrictions in the worlds they created.

He staggered to the table and picked up a sharp fruit knife.

Without the slightest hesitation, he stabbed it hard into his heart.

Wu Wang had been hungover several times while researching alcohol knowledge and his body's control under different states.

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Honestly, he didn't like the feeling of being hungover.

The paralysis of the brain by alcohol would cause him to lose accurate judgment and control of his limbs.

Then, with a sudden sharp pain,

the hangover headache and physical fatigue receded like a tide.

What remained was Wu Wang's body, restored to its peak condition.

Knock, knock, knock—

The knocking on the door sounded again.

This time, it seemed louder and more urgent than before.

Clearly, the patience of the person outside the door was gradually running out.

Wu Wang couldn't help but recall the words in the dungeon introduction just now—

[Do you choose to open the door to greet the guest? Or do you close the door and pretend nothing happened?]

This was a nightmare-level dungeon.

Obviously, there was only one consequence for making the wrong choice.

That was to become an unremarkable corpse among many.

"Does this even need to be considered?" Wu Wang's lips curled up.

He walked to the door and looked through the peephole.

Standing outside was a woman with long hair, her face obscured.

Well…it should be a woman, after all, her chest had slightly more curves than an airport.

The other party grabbed her hair in frustration, and while dandruff flew, she also tore off a lot of strands.

Just as she was about to knock on the door again,

Wu Wang suddenly opened the door.

Creak—

The hinges, which seemed to have been in disrepair for years and completely lacked lubricant, made a grinding sound that made people grit their teeth.

"You…"

The woman had just uttered the first word when Wu Wang interrupted her with a song.

"Your love is like a flame~ Burning my heart~

"Burning my pride~ Nowhere to escape!"

Faced with Wu Wang's sudden madness,

she was obviously stunned for a moment, and brushed aside the long hair that blocked her face.

Revealing a face full of freckles.

Her sleepy eyes were also filled with doubt and confusion.

Then, she twitched her nose, and the strong smell of alcohol from Wu Wang hit her face.

This couldn't help but make the woman roll her eyes.

She thought Wu Wang was just having a drunken fit.

She shoved the paper in her hand into Wu Wang's arms.

Muttering, she said, "Damn it, you drunk! If you keep drinking like this, you'll be taken by them sooner or later…"

As she said this, she seemed to remember something.

She immediately looked around vigilantly, swallowing the words she was about to say.

After a moment, she took two deep breaths.

Trying to calm her emotions, she said, "This is today's building regulations, take a good look before you sleep, don't fucking die in your room, I'm too lazy to clean up your place."

"Don't be in such a hurry to leave… Which unit do you live in? You look very familiar?" Wu Wang asked, pretending to be drunk.

The woman said angrily, "305! Of course I look familiar! I've had the misfortune of being your neighbor for ten years! You can't remember anything when you're drunk, can your pig brain only hold alcohol?"

With that, she turned and left.

After passing the two houses next door, her figure finally disappeared at the end of the corridor.

Judging by the sound of her footsteps, she should have gone upstairs.

Only then did Wu Wang look around at the environment outside.

With just one glance, he couldn't help but sigh.

"It's true that someone will bring you a pillow when you're sleepy…"

In fact, as early as when he saw that the prerequisite for entering the dungeon was to wear a clown-related outfit, Wu Wang had suspected whether this dungeon was the one he imagined.

When he saw [Circus] in the dungeon introduction just now, he became more certain of his guess.

Until now, when he saw that localized, stripped-down version of the "Khrushchevka" building,

Wu Wang was completely sure.

This was the photo of the [Legendary] item clue that he had obtained from the previous dungeon reward.

That eerie tenement apartment building.

That is to say, the [Clown Headdress] that he was missing was in this dungeon!

Find it, and he could put together the [Legendary] level set!

He casually looked at the corridor again.

Just like the tenement buildings of the 1970s and 1980s in his memory, the corridors were full of traces of life.

Everywhere were hanging wire lines and wooden sticks, drying colorful clothes.

Occasionally, a few residents had a few pots of green plants on the balconies outside their doors.

The large courtyard downstairs was empty.

There was nothing unusual.

Only then did he withdraw his gaze and close the door.

Wu Wang was now certain of three things.

First, the woman just now should be a normal resident.

But not the apartment manager.

His madness and singing just now were to observe whether the other party would have a normal person's reaction.

After all, judging from the dungeon introduction, there were still some strange beings in the apartment.

What if they could pretend to be human?

Fortunately, the woman's reaction was fine.

A normal person should curse and mutter like that when encountering a neurotic drunk like himself.

As for why she wasn't the apartment manager, that was even simpler.

Her hair was long and greasy, and there was a lot of dirt in the gaps of her fingernails, obviously she hadn't taken care of herself for a long time.

There was also a faint bad breath, most likely she hadn't even brushed her teeth today.

But she had a stack of identical papers in her hand, which looked like she was planning to distribute them to every resident in the building.

The words on the paper were even handwritten.

That would take a lot of time.

So, the paper wasn't written by her either, but by the real apartment manager and given to her.

The woman was just a errand runner.

And the fact that the apartment manager trusted her to distribute the building regulations.

Again confirmed that she should be a normal resident.

Second, the two houses next to him were already empty.

After all, when the woman left, she didn't give the paper to the two houses next door at all, she didn't even knock on their doors.

She should have been sure that no one would open the door for her.

In this kind of weird apartment, no one opening the door.

Most likely meant that the residents inside had already been killed.

But these two houses had clothes hanging outside that were still a little damp.

Although the current weather temperature was a bit low, there was no standing water on the ground in the large courtyard.

Proving that it hadn't rained recently.

If the clothes being dried were damp.

Then it meant that they were killed not long ago.

"This is today's building regulations."

The woman had said this sentence.

Indicating that the building regulations were issued once a day.

The woman should have confirmed that something had happened to the two houses next door when she distributed the building regulations yesterday.

So, it was very likely that these two houses next door were killed the day before yesterday.

As for the third…

Wu Wang opened the paper in his hand.

Carefully reading the building regulations above.

This should be the most important clue in the early stage of the dungeon.

If he hadn't chosen to open the door just now, then he wouldn't have been able to get the building regulations.

There were several building regulations written on it, the first of which—

[After 19:00 in the evening, it is forbidden to let outsiders into the house, even if you know the person outside the door]

Seeing this, Wu Wang turned his head and glanced at the time—[18:55]

There were still five minutes left.

This dungeon was really suffocating people.

Because this little bit of time was obviously not enough for any player to find companions.

Don't forget, this was a team dungeon.

There were a total of six players who entered the apartment.

The current time limit indicated that each player needed to spend the first night alone, with no one to help you.

"Heh heh, will there be casualties from the beginning?"

Wu Wang was thinking about this possibility.

Knock, knock, knock—

The door, rang again…