I'm Immortal Speed Pass Supernatural Game

North Wolf was pacing around the opera house.

He tried his best to remain calm and rational.

He carried a small notebook, recording any abnormalities he found in a concise and clear manner.

[Memorandum That Remembers (Exquisite)] : The holder can easily recall the scenes described in the memorandum under any circumstances, provided that the notebook is not lost.

[Equipment Condition: Handwriting must be clear and neat]

[Note: You seem to have forgotten something...]

This equipment seemed quite useless.

But for players who are good at analysis, it's an absolute weapon!

Human memory is always limited.

Especially in various horror instances filled with danger, emotions such as tension and fear can prevent certain abnormal details from being recalled in time.

This memorandum even allows the user to directly recall the scene, almost like half an external brain.

The time North Wolf was most grateful for it was when he encountered an instance that made players constantly lose their memory; he relied on the content of the memorandum to crack the key information.

"The opera house must be kept quiet during performances; applause must be given along with the audience during exciting moments; leaving midway requires paying a certain tip to the staff to escort you out; at the end of the performance, a random audience member will be selected to sing on stage..."

These were all places where abnormalities had occurred.

As soon as he arrived at the opera house, he saw an audience member being selected to sing opera on stage.

The bewildered audience member stood on the stage for several minutes, not knowing what to do.

Right in front of North Wolf, the audience member's limbs stiffened, eventually presenting a wooden-like sensation, and the joints also turned into buckle nodes; the whole person became a smiling puppet in just ten seconds!

Then, the puppet sat back in its original seat.

Ready to enjoy the next opera.

It was then that North Wolf noticed that the opera house, seemingly packed with people, was actually filled with lifelike puppets!

These were all transformed from guests!

The rules above were determined after he saw someone violate them and turn into a puppet.

Looking at the almost complete information he had recorded.

North Wolf nodded to himself, preparing to go to the next location.

Otherwise, if he kept listening, he was likely to become the next audience member to be called upon!

"Hello, I need to leave urgently, please excuse me."

North Wolf greeted the nearby waiter as quietly as possible, and handed over a few bills from his pocket.

"No problem, sir, No. 6 is happy to serve you, please come this way."

The waiter still had the same unchanging smile.

After receiving the tip, she extended her hand in an extremely gentlemanly manner for North Wolf to hold as he stood up.

Led by the female waiter, he quickly left the opera house.

Looking at the interconnected corridors, North Wolf sighed helplessly.

Too big...

This cruise ship was indeed a top gathering place for the upper class.

According to the waiter, even excluding the restaurants and restrooms, the facilities here were so complete that it made one's scalp tingle.

There were all kinds of entertainment venues, gyms, health centers, shopping malls, theaters, swimming pools, and even religious churches.

There were more than fifty large and small public areas, and countless private areas.

The players only had five days.

If they stayed together the whole time, it would be impossible to explore everything.

So, since Brother Yan Shuangying left, after confirming that the waiters were not malicious, they each called room service and explored the cruise ship separately.

I wonder how the others are doing...

"North Wolf! I finally found you! Go to the Starry Bar! Bat has had an accident!"

Just as he walked out of the opera house, a slightly flustered female voice came from behind.

North Wolf turned around.

He saw Miss Black Cat running towards him on high heels; a few crystal-clear drops of sweat on her forehead, coupled with her slightly flushed cheeks, made her look as tempting as a ripe apple hanging on a tree after the rain.

Without any hesitation.

North Wolf immediately followed Miss Black Cat to the so-called Starry Bar.

After all, it was only the first day of the instance!

They couldn't afford to lose a teammate so quickly!

A moment later, the two appeared in a quiet bar filled with slow music.

The overall decoration style was extremely simple, but the ceiling was dotted with stars.

At first glance, it looked as if everyone was sitting under the starry sky, chatting and drinking in a romantic setting.

At the bar, a bartender was showcasing his skills; the bottles danced and jumped in his hands as if they had life.

In front of him, a man wearing a pale blue gorgeous suit and a bat mask was lying on the counter, twitching constantly.

At this time, he was already on the verge of death.

Other teammates were standing around.

Everyone's eyes revealed a trace of anxiety and irritability, obviously realizing that [Batman]'s condition was not right.

"What's wrong with him?" North Wolf asked quickly.

Fox Loli stood up and said coldly: "He ordered a cocktail—Bloody Mary. After drinking it, the bartender asked him to mix and restore a completely identical cocktail, but he failed, and he became like this."

North Wolf took a step forward to observe.

He noticed that there was a smear of red at the corner of Bat Man's mouth, and it was constantly spitting out more red liquid, but there was no bloody smell in the air.

After a closer sniff.

It seemed to be the Bloody Mary he had drunk before!

Could there be poison in the wine?

"Hello, Mr. Bartender."

North Wolf stepped forward and asked as politely as possible: "Why did this guest become like this? Is there any way to relieve him?"

This was discovered by North Wolf during a previous exploration.

As long as you don't violate the rules or directly ask about the rules, and are polite and respectful enough, even if your question involves a slight edge of the rules.

They may answer.

It all depends on the mood of the staff.

Good luck, the bartender was in a good mood.

He slowly put down the glass in his hand, raised his eyebrows and said dismissively: "This guest doesn't understand wine."

Then, he handed over the wine list.

He slid his finger over the names of various cocktails on it and said in a sinister voice: "If you don't understand the wine you drink, then you don't deserve to drink it, so I just let him understand 'Bloody Mary' better."

"From now on, no one will understand 'Bloody Mary' better than him."

North Wolf glanced at Bat Man beside him.

Yes, no one would understand it better than him.

Because all the blood in his body was turning into the cocktail "Bloody Mary"!

At this time, everyone finally understood.

What was flowing out of Bat Man's mouth was not the wine he had drunk before, but he was constantly spitting blood, but the blood had turned into wine.

A wine man was being brewed!

It was already too late...

Everyone's faces became even more ugly.

Bat Man was level 14.

He was the lowest level among them.

But the strength of Spirit Disaster players has little to do with level; higher levels only mean that they have passed more instances and have more equipment, skills, and trump cards.

The level difference between them was not big.

This also meant that if there were no accidents.

The wine that could kill Bat Man could also kill any player present.

He didn't have any props or equipment to save himself.

Because this was not some kind of direct damage, and it was not even related to mental pollution!

It was the power of some rule that distorted and changed the nature of the blood; they could not resist this invisible and intangible rule!

"Absurd! If you have to know how to mix any wine you drink, who can drink in this bar? Does this place only welcome bartenders?"

Thorny Showbag frowned and said angrily.

A strange bar that doesn't welcome guests and only welcomes bartenders is ridiculous!

Unexpectedly, when the bartender heard this.

A smile appeared on his face, even with a longing and admiring expression, and said: "This guest, you can't do it, it doesn't mean other guests can't."

"Before you came, a guest mixed all the wines on the wine list, and even popularized the raw materials and production process of various base wines to me."

"Oh! My goodness! His wine culture and blending skills intoxicated me! It was simply the reincarnation of the wine god Dionysus!"

"I had to give him a bottle of treasure as a respectful return."

As soon as these words came out, the players' faces changed.

There was such a person on the ship?

Either this person is really proficient in various blending skills, or he knows the rules here!

They were more inclined to the latter.

An NPC who knows the rules of the area!

Finding him might get more information!

Miss Rose couldn't help but step forward and wink at the bartender and asked: "Handsome, can you tell me what this magical guest looks like? I also want to discuss the art of wine culture with him."

The bartender's expression suddenly became unnatural.

He said somewhat awkwardly: "This... that guest's clothing was very strange, all pink... oh, it was magenta Tokusatsu attire, he specifically corrected me on this issue."

"He also asked me to tell anyone who tried to inquire about his identity a sentence—practice more if you're bad."

Miss Rose: "?"

A psychopath appeared in her mind.

The others also thought of that psychopath.

Damn it! Is it him?