I'm Immortal Speed Pass Supernatural Game

#34 - My name is Zhang Sanfeng, what advice do you have for me?

This was a rather ramshackle room.

It looked like a woodshed built of straw, but seemed even more dilapidated and desolate. The emptiness within was such that even a thief would be moved to leave a hundred yuan, begging the occupant to take care and live well.

The ceiling overhead had two holes, and the cold wind howled in, chilling one to the bone.

Besides a bed made of just a wooden plank, a chair missing half a leg, and a dirty, broken bowl and chopsticks, the only thing in the entire woodshed was half a sticky, waterlogged bun.

“This can't be my home, right? Am I an orphan, or a disabled idiot?” Wu Wang frowned, puzzled.

According to the dungeon introduction,

this village, although somewhat isolated from the world, should be free from worries about food and drink. How did things become so dire for me, that I'm hated by everyone?

Even an orphan shouldn't be living this miserably!

“咚咚咚——”

Urgent knocking came from the door.

Wu Wang glanced at the door that looked like it could collapse at any moment; in reality, it was just a plank held up by rusty wire.

“Zhang Erwa! Come out and eat!”

A rough, middle-aged woman's voice called out.

Then, without waiting for Wu Wang's reply, she grabbed the plank and pushed it open with a bang.

Looking at the thin, weak boy sitting on the chair with the missing leg, preparing to gnaw on the waterlogged bun, the woman frowned and scolded, “I've told you several times, you're not allowed to eat dirty things! Don't you understand?”

As she spoke, she stepped forward and slapped the bun out of Wu Wang's hand.

Then, from the bag she was carrying, she took out two pieces of bread, even carefully tearing off the wrappers before handing them over to Wu Wang.

It was as if she was afraid he'd eat the wrappers and preservatives too.

Wu Wang almost laughed out of anger.

Damn it, did she really think he was a moron?

“Child, you're so young, and your parents are gone, and you've got this crazy illness, you can't even take care of yourself, it's really pitiful,” the woman said, looking at Wu Wang with heartache.

“?”

Wait a minute, was he really crazy?

Wu Wang was taken aback.

No wonder the house looked so dilapidated, without even any furniture. It turned out it was really the dwelling of an idiot.

Orphan, madman, backward village.

Bro, these buffs were stacked to the max.

“Auntie, what's my name?” Wu Wang quickly adapted to the woman's accent and asked, speaking in slightly unfamiliar dialect.

Hearing this, the woman felt even more helpless.

She hadn't expected the child to not even remember his own name. It seemed his madness was getting worse and worse.

It was all the fault of his dead parents, giving the child such a bad name!

“Your name is Zhang Sanfeng, nickname Erwa, um… where did you get that mushroom?” The woman suddenly paused as she spoke.

She saw a mushroom lying on his empty bed, even covered with a blanket, as if afraid the mushroom would catch a cold.

As she spoke, she reached out to pick up the mushroom.

Unexpectedly, Wu Wang suddenly jumped in front of the bed, staring at her fiercely, drool dripping from the corners of his mouth, his eyes bloodshot, waving his hands and brandishing his claws, “I picked it up! I thought no one wanted it!”

“You're not allowed to touch my stuff!”

“Otherwise, don't blame Zhang Sanfeng for turning against his own family!”

Seeing him like this, the woman was also taken aback.

But after all, with the identity of a madman established, she was already used to this kind of inexplicable behavior.

When talking to a madman, you have to agree with them, you can't have conflicts, otherwise the madman will really fight you to the death!

The woman just glanced at the type of mushroom, saw that it wasn't poisonous, and sighed in relief, saying, “Okay, okay, I won't touch it. I have something to do, I'll leave first, I'll come over tonight to open the door and take you to the square for the feast.”

With that, she stood up and walked out of the house.

Accompanying the sound of the wooden plank being pulled shut with a clang, Wu Wang heard the harsh sound of a chain sliding outside, and immediately understood.

So, this character of his was always locked in the thatched woodshed!

No wonder there was nothing inside.

Probably afraid that Zhang Sanfeng would hurt himself.

Immediately afterwards, he heard voices outside, as if the woman was talking to someone.

“Aiya, that crazy fool won't live past the Grand Sacrifice anyway, why are you so concerned about him?” This was an impatient man's voice.

The woman replied, “His parents were very kind to our family when they were alive. Now there's only the child left, and it's only three days away, we can't let him starve to death.”

What the hell?

Opening your mouth and predicting that I will die in three days.

What villagers are you two!

Aren't you two just Black and White Impermanence?

“You still have the nerve to talk about me, who was it yesterday who deliberately didn't lock the door properly, wanting him to run away? As a result, the child has never left the village in his life, and he's got madness, he only ran to the mountain to pick a mushroom and came back,” the woman said helplessly.

“Hmph! I don't know what you're talking about!”

The man's grumbling voice gradually faded away.

The woman also left.

There was no more movement outside.

Wu Wang turned his head to look at the girl lying on the bed, the strangely shaped hat on her head looking extremely comical.

【Mushroom Hat】

【Equipment Effect: Wearing this hat and staying still, you can quickly erase your presence, making others think you are just a harmless mushroom】

【Note: I am a mushroom, what are you?】

This was loot that Wu Wang had picked from Sun Xingzhe, in his words—this was what I picked up!

At first, there seemed to be the words "Contaminated" on the mushroom hat, but when Wu Wang took it in his hand, the Abyss God exerted its power again.

After the blood-red pupils stared at the mushroom hat for a few seconds, the word "Contaminated" disappeared.

Obviously, this so-called pollution was eaten by the Abyss God's mark again.

Speaking of which, it was a good thing he acted quickly.

Otherwise, after the woman discovered the girl, she might have dragged her away to be some kind of Holy Maiden.

“Hiss… Ouch, ouch, ouch…”

The girl rubbed her head and groggily opened her eyes. What came into view was a dirty little beggar, the dirt on his face almost obscuring his features.

Only his eyes were exceptionally bright.

Oh, and his teeth… He was smiling so happily.

Under normal circumstances, anyone who had just woken up from a coma and saw this kind of person sitting next to them would probably panic.

However, she didn't.

She only asked in confusion, “Who are you?”

“Hmph hmph hmph! Since you have asked with sincerity (the following omits the Team Rocket self-introduction), I am—”

“Kojiro?” the girl suddenly interjected.

“Uh…”

With this name spoken, all the emotions Wu Wang had been building up were disrupted.

A hint of surprise couldn't help but rise in his heart.

Wait a minute! How does this person know the names of anime characters from the real world?

“No! This humble Daoist doesn't change his name or surname, Zhang Sanfeng is who I am! What is the girl's name? What can you teach me?” Wu Wang was still someone who had seen great storms.

Even though this dungeon was full of strange places, his way of doing things would not change.

This is the confidence the Abyss God brings me!

“Name… I… I can't remember clearly, my head is a bit dizzy right now,” the girl rubbed the back of her head, where there was an extremely hideous wound.

Obviously, before Zhang Sanfeng found her, this person had fainted in the mountains because she had fallen and hit her head.

But when Wu Wang saw the wound that had just scabbed over and still had some blood, the expression on his face clearly changed unnaturally.

Because he clearly remembered.

Wu Xiaoyou also had a wound on the back of her head!

The only difference was—

This wound was fresh and still bleeding, while Second Sister's was an old wound caused five years ago.

Speaking of which…

Although this girl looked exactly like Wu Xiaoyou, she seemed younger between the eyebrows.

“Damn it! This dungeon couldn't be…”

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