Immortal I Speedrun Supernatural Game

Chapter 685 The Ghost in the Ventilation Duct

By the time Wu Wang returned to the fourth floor, it was almost afternoon tea time.

The lights in the corridor gradually switched to a slightly warmer transition color.

The idea of ​​afternoon tea isn't because the factory cares about its employees; it's simply that the factory believes that going to the break room at this time to replenish caffeine can help employees complete tasks more efficiently during the following work sessions.

I watched as people came and went, went to the tea room to get their coffee, and returned to their workstations.

Wu Wang simply waited silently.

He waited until almost no one else was going to get coffee before getting up and slowly walking towards the tea room.

Pushing open the door to the tea room, I found seven people still standing inside.

Old Fan stood in the corner leaning against the cabinet, while Tie Jian, standing beside him, crossed his arms and scrutinized everyone who came in.

Wu Wang had never seen the other three before: a tall, slender man and two middle-aged women whispering in a corner.

When Lao Fan saw Wu Wang enter, he slightly raised his chin as a greeting.

Wu Wang walked to the coffee machine, tapped it casually, and listened to the sound of coffee being poured into the cup, which sounded particularly clear in this drowsy afternoon.

He then took a small sip and gave a disgusted look: "Are these coffee beans expired today?"

"What more do you want for free?" Tie Jian said coldly.

The atmosphere in the tea room became slightly more lively the moment the two started talking.

The middle-aged woman who had been whispering also turned her gaze over, and the tall, thin man asked Wu Wang directly, "Are you the person Lao Fan was talking about?"

In response, Wu Wang shrugged and said, "Although I don't know what's going on outside about me, if there are any rumors... you'd better believe them all."

These words made the other person frown.

Just as Lao Fan said, this guy's tone of voice was incredibly irritating.

"Old Fan said you can lead us to change the status quo." His tone was full of doubt.

Even the two middle-aged women next to him had the same look in their eyes.

Indeed, words are not enough; it is unrealistic to expect others to follow you wholeheartedly with just a few words.

They also wanted to see what kind of abilities Wu Wang possessed.

In response, Wu Wang simply said, "It depends on what status quo you want to change."

"If you want to change the entire factory system and all the things you think are unreasonable, you'll need to wait two days to see any signs. You can't expect me to blow up the factory right now, can you?"

"If you just want to change the fact that you're stuck on the fourth floor and can't have more, then just turn left when you go out."

This made the other party somewhat puzzled.

"Turn left after exiting? What will that change?"

Wu Wang's face revealed a hint of disdain and sarcastic sneer as he said, "What I mean is, if you just want to climb up the ranks by following the factory's wishes, then go back to your workstation and work honestly, and be a beast of burden for the rest of your life. You can't change anything because your abilities only match the fourth level. You only deserve to stay here."

"How about this, when you have some free time you can study a few books—"

"The Factory Cleaners: Like Oxen Crossing a River," "There's a Whole Layer Outside of You, the Last-Place Finisher," "Being Last is Just the Entry Ticket Here," "You May Be a Piece of Mud, But This Is a Swamp," "No Learned Scholars to Talk With, Only Commoners," "You've Seen Many Fools, But They All Call You Fool."

His sharp tongue made the other person's face turn bright red.

Lao Fan and Tie Jian also covered their faces and sighed helplessly.

Sure enough, this guy was quite adept at making Hong Wen speak; every word he uttered was like a sharp needle piercing the heart.

brush--

Before the tall, thin man could say anything more, Wu Wang directly showed the screen of the bracelet.

The screen displayed his more than 2000 wish points, as well as a record of no outstanding debts that he had casually clicked on.

His voice turned cold as he said, "You can check for yourself. I'm a new employee who just started yesterday afternoon. My number is #00000. Do you think I need to waste my time with this kind of nonsense?"

"If you still think I want to use you to climb to a higher office level, then I'm sorry, I can get promoted quickly without you. In fact, to put it bluntly, you are not even of any use to me when it comes to promotion."

Everyone was stunned by his arrogant words.

Especially the gleaming balance on his bracelet.

A look of disbelief flashed in Tie Jian's eyes.

Others still need to be verified, but he joined the company yesterday afternoon along with Wu Wang!

How did this guy do that?

The absence of any outstanding debts indicates that the more than 2000 wish points were not obtained through a loan.

This is what Wu Wang earned himself!

As for how you made it, don't ask.

Faced with Wu Wang's aggressive questioning, the tall, thin man fell silent.

Indeed, although it sounds harsh, the facts are undeniable.

The other party is not the same kind of people as them at all. This guy doesn't need to worry about being unable to sleep all night because of debt on the fourth floor. He is now trying to lead everyone to change the status quo, and in a sense, he can even be said to have made a sacrifice.

"Alright, I just came over for a stroll." Wu Wang's cold expression vanished instantly, replaced by a bright smile: "Old Fan, will the number of people standing in the break room double by this time tomorrow?"

Old Fan thought for a moment and nodded, "Yes!"

Wu Wang then asked, "By the way, did the Wish Shop send you any promotions this afternoon?"

Two middle-aged women in the corner slowly spoke up: "Yes, there is. The emotional stability package is 20% off. They say it can provide seven consecutive days of positive emotional maintenance, and the price is much lower than we expected."

"Did you buy it?" Wu Wang asked, staring at the other party.

No one answered.

Silence itself is an answer.

"It's good that you didn't buy it." Wu Wang said with a sneer, "Emotions are your own, even if they're bad, you know they're bad."

"Using factory-modified emotions, you won't even know where you've gone wrong."

He turned and walked away.

They came and went in a hurry.

But just before he had completely left the tea room.

Tie Jian suddenly spoke up: "You have to tell us your name. You wander around like a ghost all day long, and we don't even know your name."

Wu Wang's steps suddenly paused.

Subconsciously, I opened my mouth and said, "My name is Yan..."

He paused slightly at this point, turning back to look at the group of guys whose eyes were all fixed on him.

Their eyes were full of expectation.

Wu Wang swallowed back the words he wanted to say.

After a moment, he said firmly, "My name is Wu Wang, Wu as in mouth and sky, and Wang as in death."

After saying that, he finally left the tea room.

The real world has now entered an era where everyone is a gamer, and a considerable number of new players are even using their own names as their IDs. Opening boxes with real names is no longer as daunting as it was during the closed beta period.

In addition, I am now all alone.

Wu Wang felt there was nothing left to hide.

The names "Widow," "Yan Shuangying," and even "Wu Wang" are ultimately just code names and labels.

Let outsiders call us whatever they want.

Just a moment ago, he felt it was necessary to utter the words "Wu is destroyed."

At the same time, Wu Wang heard the system voice of the Spirit Disaster game—

[He can see you more clearly now; His emotions soar in the abyss.] [He is increasingly delighted and curious about you.]

[The title "Heretical" is evolving...]

[The skill "Perspective of Truth" is evolving...]

May you find your own death.

The sudden notification startled Wu Wang, almost causing him to spill his coffee.

What does it mean that the title "Heretical" can evolve?

What does it mean that the "Vision of Truth" has begun to evolve again?

In essence, these two things were always given to him by the Abyss God.

It seems that whenever He makes any unusual moves, the corresponding things, even the Yan Shuangying account, will change in some way.

Wu Wang knew nothing about the Abyss God's ability to react to anything other than his own aura, nor about the evolution conditions of these skills and titles.

He was really too capricious.

Wu Wang felt as if he could evolve whenever he wanted, without having to follow any rules.

"Well, in a sense, it's a good thing."

"At least, I'm the one enjoying it."

Wu Wang shrugged, not feeling that there was anything wrong with it.

He returned to his workstation and began to leisurely take on work tasks little by little.

The target group consisted entirely of the low-level employees that Zhang Mingyuan had suggested in the consultation room.

Wu Wang is bringing them a series of unique comforts.

Everyone who has seen it says it's good.

The time lasted until 10 p.m.

It was still peak work season, and the factory was brightly lit, just like it had been the night before.

However, with the change in lunch and afternoon tea times gone, everyone basically stayed at their desks and didn't leave anymore.

Wu Wang walked alone towards the tea room.

There was no human conversation inside, nor the hum of a coffee machine starting up.

Only a faint, almost imperceptible, airflow vibration emanated from somewhere.

The voice of the artificial intelligence [Bai] rang out first:

"Sir, the microphones and surveillance cameras in the break room went offline three minutes ago. The system log shows that they are under maintenance, but no one has come to repair them."

The microphones and surveillance cameras here were specially adjusted by Zhang Mingyuan back then.

The information they have access to is already quite limited.

Now it's even showing an offline status.

Logically speaking, even Bai is currently unable to use Wu Wang's bracelet to take the device offline without triggering any alarms; at most, he can only copy the monitoring and recording content.

It seems that the woman named Li Shuang is indeed quite capable.

Wu Wang walked to the designated locker, squatted down, pulled the locker out a little, reached inside and groped around, then touched a cold metal door on a certain spot on the painted wall.

This must be the inspection door that Li Shuang was referring to.

From the outside, it's completely undetectable. Someone used putty of the same color as the wall to fill the gaps in the door so tightly that only a very narrow gap was left at the bottom. Even if you didn't get close enough to touch it with your finger, under the lighting conditions in the tea room, unless you carried the whole cabinet out, you would basically not be able to find that there was a door there.

Wu Wang didn't grab any fruit knives, nor did he move much more of the cabinet out.

Instead, he became like a puddle of liquid, gradually flattening himself until he was pressed against the wall and then slipped through the crack in the door.

The heretical Joker costume is making its debut!

Wu Wang can change his own form and even ignore some physical laws.

All that was left was a bewildered cow-patterned cat named Xiaoqiu standing in front of the cabinet, his head full of question marks.

"Meow?"

[Boss? What about me? Everyone says cats are liquid, but I can't actually turn into liquid!]

I heard Little Hill meowing pitifully outside.

Wu Wang's voice came from behind the wall: "You'll shed fur in the ventilation ducts, making it easy for them to find fault with you. Help me guard the door from the outside. If anything unexpected happens, you'll have to deal with it yourself."

hill:"?"

He squatted outside, grumbling in dissatisfaction.

But his body betrayed him, and he jumped onto the coffee machine and lay down.

It looks like a cat, but it's used like a dog.

Upon entering the ventilation shaft, Wu Wang was greeted by damp air, which even carried a musty smell. The temperature was much lower than the constant temperature in the office area, making his scalp feel cold.

The inner wall of the passage is made of relatively rough metal plates, and there are traces of rivet joints at intervals.

His body, like a venomous snake approaching its prey, slid silently and eerily along the narrow ventilation shaft, making anyone who saw him think he was Orochimaru reincarnated.

It slid inwards until it touched the rusty crossbar of the vertical ladder.

Instead of going down directly, he first squatted down at the edge of the well and looked down.

In complete darkness, nothing could be seen, but Wu Wang heard a faint, rapid breathing sound, a sound that could only be heard if it was deliberately suppressed.

"Li Shuang, right?" Wu Wang said into the darkness, "I ate the candy, but the orange flavor was a bit too sweet."

There was a two-second silence in the darkness.

Then a hoarse female voice rang out, teasingly saying with a barely perceptible laugh, "The candy is free. You expect me to buy you imported candy at my own expense?"

The next second, a cold light shone from under the ladder.

It wasn't the beam of a flashlight, but some kind of low-power cold light stick, the kind whose brightness was barely enough to illuminate a person's outline.

After Wu Wang went down, he saw a woman who looked to be around thirty years old. Even though she had short hair, it was tied up casually with a rubber band. There were traces of dust from inside the pipes on her face, and she was wearing a dark coat that was clearly not a work uniform.

She was sitting on a slightly enlarged maintenance platform at the bottom, with her back against the pipe bend, and the cold light bar was inserted into the pipe clamp next to her.

Most importantly—she was also wearing a desire bracelet on her wrist, but the screen was completely black.

It's not that the device is turned off, but rather that the screen surface is covered with some kind of gel-like substance, preventing light from passing through at all.

She looked up at Wu Wang, her eyes bloodshot but also bright.

"The eleventh unlucky one." Wu Wang stood up, dusted off his knees, and leaned casually against the opposite pipe wall. "That's not a very auspicious name. It makes it sound like we're all jinxes."

The other person didn't laugh.

He stared into Wu Wang's eyes and asked, "Aren't you afraid this is a trap I've set?"

"I'm afraid, of course I'm afraid," Wu Wang said without any attempt to hide it. "But free information is just too expensive, so expensive that I have to come and check it out in person."

His bracelet, which hung down and was hidden by his sleeve, emitted a faint glow.

[White] is attempting to hack into the other party's bracelet.

Wu Wang took the initiative to steer the conversation in the right direction.

"Let's talk about the Descendants first."

"How did you know?"

"The Ventilation Pipe Ghost Lady?" (End of Chapter)