[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-the-immortal-who-speedruns-the-supernatural-game":3,"chapter-the-immortal-who-speedruns-the-supernatural-game-the-immortal-who-speedruns-the-supernatural-game-chapter-167":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","The Immortal Who Speedruns the Supernatural Game",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},2296836,4492,"Chapter 167: Have I Seen This Selling Method Somewhere Before?","the-immortal-who-speedruns-the-supernatural-game-chapter-167",167,"\u003Cp>“Alright, go ahead, go ahead—I’ll call you next time I have something good.” Qin Weiyi was truly at a loss for words about his constantly reversed schedule.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Okay—” Without a second thought, I blurted out. I knew how kind the boss lady had been to me; I simply didn’t want to break through the last layer of paper between us—but that didn’t mean I didn’t understand inside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wen Zixuan thought this in his heart, but he dared not say it aloud; otherwise, not only would his mother beat him, but his father might knock him straight to the ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Lian’er, why did you come here? You just left the palace—you should rest in Qinghe Garden. This matter of Ningshuang Courtyard is handled by your father and me; you needn’t worry.” When Madame Wen saw Lianxin arrive, her delicate eyebrows furrowed in reprimand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What do you mean by that?” Qu Zichong was utterly astonished, unsure where Ran Siyear’s words came from.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing Ran Siyear say this, Qu Zichong shrugged helplessly, wanting to say: Your private life has nothing to do with me—I have no reason to be worried or not.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The transaction device before Wu Yi suddenly went black, as if losing signal, every interface vanishing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lieutenant General Gao Shiwei held a list, his hands trembling involuntarily; he couldn’t help raising his head to glance at He Zhenzhong before him, smiling bitterly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“But didn’t you notice the person calling your name wasn’t Zaba?” Huang Juan blinked, her eyes flashing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everyone sank beneath the water; short-term submersion wasn’t a problem—these gifted big brothers were all extremely resilient.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Lei had been listening quietly beside them without speaking; only when He Fei asked did she say, “If there’s a suitable platform, I think it’s possible.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As if their throats had been forcibly clamped, everyone simultaneously fell silent, ceasing speech, plunging the room into instant stillness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As for this so-called work report, Fu Li didn’t take it seriously at all. He hadn’t yet completed his handover with Liu Shang; Cui Ren’s sudden arrival to report was truly irregular—it was more an excuse to show his stance toward him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The spreading flames vanished, leaving the ground in ruins; at Qin Hai’s location, a massive charred black object now lay.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thus even powerful sorcerers couldn’t fully explore it, and in the ocean’s center lay a region perpetually shrouded in mist, said to contain islands and landmasses.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>During his service in the navy, Xie Li had interacted with Ming generals across Fujian and Guangdong, so such diplomatic encounters were not unfamiliar to him. After landing and meeting Shen Zhixiang, he calmly declared his identity and purpose: to negotiate peace.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Looking at the scattered body parts and bloodstains on the ground, Zhu He felt his blazing rage instantly transform into a refreshing, soothing sensation, coursing through his body, filling him with comfort.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They opened the room doors and dumped vast numbers of infected insects into house after house, camp after camp.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The fully bestialized Saint’s power instantly surged beyond limits; the Ancestral God, who had barely held out against his attacks, now lay on the brink of death.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xu Xiao subtly frowned, glancing at his Qimen Flying Armor—the white jade flying sword hidden in its secret compartment was primed and ready.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If I guessed wrong, I’d face eternal ruin. But if I made no choice, everyone—including time itself—would still perish here.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Thank goodness, thank goodness—I was terrified I’d witness something so awful,” Song Xiaodong patted his chest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The power he now possessed was granted by Hades, who had become a pearl residing within his body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Did you find out about Qingqing and Song Xiaodong being together?” Miao Qingyuan asked, sipping milk.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It’s also possible that humanity’s ancestors built this isolated star gate for some special reason, only for later free robot factions to exploit it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Channel the energy replicated from Heiyuji through the White Snake, and bridge it to every part of my body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Watching Su Rouniang’s body tremble uncontrollably in his arms, Liu Qingshan knew he could wait no longer—if he didn’t rescue her now, even Su Rouniang would fall under the control of the demonic seed, making things far worse.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The old man had intended to say more—after all, today’s business had been truly poor—but when he saw his wife’s worried expression, he couldn’t bring himself to refuse and nodded reluctantly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Bin’s face twisted into a wicked smile. Without hesitation, he used his telekinetic ability to grip the Horned Snake King with force.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Jade Child had died, his yin energy coalescing into a yin spirit body—purely yin by nature. Later, through yin energy refinement and help from Li Xixi, his consciousness awakened—this was life emerging from death, planting a seed imbued with vitality.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chun Shangshui turned to look at Lin Ruyuan and saw he was still speaking calmly and slowly; she, too, patiently endured and listened on.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had once witnessed their fighting forms on the playground, secretly admiring their exceptional martial skills, deeply troubled by China’s loss of such talent. At this moment, he even felt a touch of relief—glad he had reason not to face them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They watched one by one their brothers, with whom they had shared daily life, die before them; their cultivation ambitions utterly reduced to nothing, and they felt the sorrow of rabbits dying and foxes weeping.\u003C\u002Fp>",889,"2026-06-20T05:36:16.007Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","7be521d9c5ff9442006630210a5d5a6d7468d73ee15c577d2379294b3a19b5d6","the-immortal-who-speedruns-the-supernatural-game-chapter-168","the-immortal-who-speedruns-the-supernatural-game-chapter-166",331,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fthe-immortal-who-speedruns-the-supernatural-game-cover.jpg"]