[{"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-209":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},2296878,4492,"Chapter 209","the-immortal-who-speedruns-the-supernatural-game-chapter-209",209,"\u003Cp>\"The Wind-Stilling Pearl!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When the sensation of weightlessness spread through her entire body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zijin immediately pulled out a bright yellow pearl and placed it against her chest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She instantly landed steadily on the ground, and the dust swirling around her settled back to stillness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xiaoxiao took out a bucket of pixel-style water.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She tossed it at the landing point, splashing up a strange square-pixel-shaped mass of water.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even if one fell from midair onto the water mass,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qin Changchun took the money, feeling it fell short of what he wanted. \"Yingying, is this all? This barely covers the interest.\" He thought it was too little—this was inevitable, and Ya Ying had long known it; yet now she was powerless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After being brutally crushed upon entering officialdom, Xia Han did not sink into despair. After rising rapidly to power overnight, he did not grow arrogant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gazing at the opulent palace and the countless beautiful maids bustling within it, Li Tianyu furrowed his brow slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Huaxi, as an outsider, had no place to interject now; she naturally followed the crowd and sat idly to the side, pretending to be invisible.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Yang smirked at Li Qiang, utterly ignoring Han Leqing’s furious, flushed face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Grandma, but I still miss Mom. That day I saw her crying, bleeding heavily—I was scared. I feared Mom would disappear.\" What terrified Nian Nian that day went far beyond this—how could such a young child be forced to witness such a sight?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chu Cheng silently informed his teammates of his change. Qin Fei, the second one to drink tea, also gained an additional status effect—permanent +2 Strength. After rejoicing, Chu Cheng felt a flicker of worry: tasks requiring upfront payment were always more dangerous than ordinary ones.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This time, Emperor Xingyao gave her a long, piercing look, as if seeing through her lie. Shu Lü wasn’t afraid of him—can’t I just be modest?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Su Ye paused, glanced left and right, confirmed the gesture was meant only for her, then walked over.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dingxiang had rarely drunk alcohol before; that evening, during the banquet with Liu Mama and the maids and old women, she had to drink two cups out of politeness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zheng: Get lost, dream on! I’m not talking to you anymore—you’re always picking on people. You’re a big bad guy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You’ve had a hard time in society, right?\" Huang Fei assumed anyone who went from student to street thug had walked this path.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Leaving aside how Sheng San handled the coal replacement on the transport machine, Yu Dayong continued studying the bigger matter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For people of this era, such a scene utterly defied all rational understanding.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"This...\" Li Jing had never expected Zhang Baozang had been infected voluntarily. He opened his mouth but could not speak; his shock was unmistakable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After three cups of honey water, he truly felt clearer: Hmm, I drank too much today. Any news at home?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the fifth day, Niu Geng still begged on the street, earning 538 yuan by nightfall; on the sixth day, 676 yuan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Ah, true—training a fierce army within days is impossible.\" Zi Huang also felt a sense of helplessness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>An ancient method: teaming up. A few people with similar tastes voluntarily grouped together, reducing numbers, saving time, and satisfying individual preferences.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing his words, Liang Chen was stunned—he’d been inside the formation so long he hadn’t realized over ten days had passed. Whether or not the middle-aged man had spoken the truth, fatigue suddenly crashed over him; Liang Chen felt utterly exhausted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Murong Qingwan looked at her determined face, and a wave of helplessness spread through her heart. How could she bear to let her go? But her own life was nearly spent—if she didn’t do what needed doing while she still could, she feared it would be too late when the day finally came.\u003C\u002Fp>",637,"2026-06-20T05:36:17.821Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","f0ccb0453bd1dd4e4bd37d382b239849dc94c1166d47b4c9fb8305d454e75c80","the-immortal-who-speedruns-the-supernatural-game-chapter-210","the-immortal-who-speedruns-the-supernatural-game-chapter-208",331,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fthe-immortal-who-speedruns-the-supernatural-game-cover.jpg"]