[{"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-27":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},2296696,4492,"Chapter 27","the-immortal-who-speedruns-the-supernatural-game-chapter-27",27,"\u003Cp>Cough cough cough! Damn dungeon! How can there be such a powerful boss?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tu Xingsun burst violently from beneath the ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His body was covered in dozens of wounds, the blood having soaked his uniform into a deep crimson.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>These were merely external injuries; his internal organs were unknown, but each breath sent searing pain through his chest—his internal injuries were likely just as bad.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had almost died.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fortunately, he had already distanced himself from the battlefield, using some escape skill to reach the far end of the school playground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This place was far from the classroom building.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Damn it! Why did it fail?” Tu Xingsun cursed, pulling a ridiculous hat from his pocket.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Its shape resembled wild mushrooms commonly found in the mountains.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He opened his equipment panel and saw—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【Mushroom Hat (Contaminated)】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【Equipment Effect: Wearing this hat while standing still rapidly erases your presence, making others perceive you as merely a harmless mushroom】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【Note: I’m a mushroom. What are you?】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Principal Wang had just appeared.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He immediately pulled on the hat and hid beside a tree, trying to pass himself off as harmless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the man merely turned his black ring on his pinky finger.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The hat on his head became as hot and untouchable as a red-hot iron block.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then the words “Contaminated” appeared.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And it could no longer be stored in his backpack.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was utterly bizarre.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had never encountered a boss who could directly affect his backpack.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That thing was beyond anything they could fight!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Brother Baili, Brother Shi, I’m sorry—I’m taking all the dungeon rewards for myself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though his injuries were severe, a faint smile appeared on Tu Xingsun’s face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He patted his waist—the paintbox was still there.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Once Principal Wang killed those two, he would return alone to the art building tomorrow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Exclusive reward!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Have you run enough?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just as Tu Xingsun was about to head back to the dorm, a familiar voice sounded beside his ear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In an instant, the surroundings began to change.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was back at the starting point.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Baili Dao and Shi Gandang lay motionless on the ground, their lives in peril.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He looked up at the mountain-sized, bloated corpse, watching as the man gently rotated his white ring.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Spatial transfer!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Damn it! He wasn’t even in its line of sight!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“As long as you’re still in this school, you can never escape my control!” Principal Wang’s mocking grin was grotesque, his lips stretched nearly to his ears.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was invincible here!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not even Sun Wukong could escape the palm of his hand!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Principal… we only wanted to help you catch the truants!” Tu Xingsun, seeing escape was impossible, immediately defended their actions: “We have reliable intel—the truant is plotting something in the art building!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“So we wanted to relieve you of the burden—investigate and capture that audacious student.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You can kill us, but you can’t let the student escape!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was doing everything he could to justify himself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, their mission was to help the haunted school!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If Principal Wang would only listen—even if punishment came later, it didn’t matter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At least he had to survive now!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the man’s mocking expression grew even sharper.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He raised a hand like a cement pillar, gripping Tu Xingsun’s two arms.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With a gentle tug to either side.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ssshh—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tu Xingsun was like an ant caught by a mischievous child—his arms were torn off effortlessly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“See? To me, you’re toys. Even if every student in the school were gathered, they’d still be nothing but more toys.” Principal Wang crushed Tu Xingsun’s legs into pulp as he continued: “Toys can’t run away.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was over…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tu Xingsun’s consciousness began to fade.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He suddenly realized the most bizarre thing about this dungeon.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Such a powerful haunted school and principal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Could any student possibly escape?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Why even bother chasing truants at all?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With a look of despair, he saw Principal Wang press his finger against his skull.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Plop—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His head exploded like a watermelon smashed on the ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Principal Wang gently hooked the paintbox from the pool of pulp with his fingernail.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He carefully placed it back into his coat pocket.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He couldn’t help but recall the aura inside the art building.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He sneered at the lifeless bodies of Baili Dao and Shi Gandang: “You two look more like truants. You think you can find a way into the art building?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>You don’t know what terrible thing lies there—you don’t even have the right to approach Him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Principal Wang knew better than anyone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The aura behind the broadcast room door.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No one in the entire school, except himself, could get near it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even he had spent decades slowly stealing and acclimating to that aura using these ten specially crafted rings, just to barely endure being in the broadcast room beneath His gaze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That feeling was utterly intoxicating!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And in three days, that aura would be fully his to command!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that time, Gaoshan Middle School’s reputation would rise another level!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The thought alone made Principal Wang’s pulse race—he pressed his finger onto Shi Gandang’s head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Plop—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Freshly squeezed watermelon #2, just out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He turned his gaze to Baili Dao.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Moshi moshi~”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hello, dear listeners! Welcome to ‘Your Moon, My Heart’—a good man is me, I am—Wang Zhiyong.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Principal Wang hadn’t moved yet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A strange, peculiar voice echoed across the campus.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even though it was past midnight, every student bolted upright in their beds.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They stared at each other and toward the classroom building, confused.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They had never heard anything like this before.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Principal Wang’s arrogant grin turned instantly pale.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Is that… a broadcast?” Baili Dao lay helplessly on the ground, his mind still functioning.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gaoshan Middle School had no broadcast system.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Players’ two days of exploration had taken this as a given.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The haunted school held nothing but countless clocks.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The only thing capable of broadcasting sound across the entire campus was the bell in the clock tower, signaling class changes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So where did this eerie broadcast come from?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though he didn’t know who Wang Zhiyong was,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>that tone…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>why did it feel strangely familiar?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Now I’m going to tell you a story about my younger brother… Nah, too long—let’s cut to the point.” Wu Wang, pale-faced, spoke into the microphone, dropping a veiled yellow joke.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He sat inside the broadcast room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Beside him stood Liu Yang, expression resigned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And in Liu Yang’s hands, each gripped a chubby boy with identical faces.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The two chubby boys had glazed eyes, their hands constantly trying to strangle each other.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No one knew how Liu Yang had the strength to hold both of them at once.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“First—the secret that your homeroom teacher and Principal Wang have been hiding from you—”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At Gaoshan High School, someone once successfully skipped school.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As soon as these words were spoken, quiet whispers spread through the dormitory building.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But only one second passed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Xiaozhang’s furious voice echoed across the campus.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Who are you! How did you get in there?!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The door to the broadcast room bears His aura!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Who could just walk right in?!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Who am I? Since you asked so sincerely, I’ll mercifully tell you!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“To prevent the world from destruction, to maintain peace across the land.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Upholding evil with love and truth—a cute and charming villain.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I am the Nemesis of the Abyss God!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With every word Wu Wang spoke, the red pupil on his wrist glowed more sinisterly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His face grew paler still.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Until he finished his final sentence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All his life force was completely drained.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He collapsed lifelessly before the microphone, his face ashen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But in the blink of an eye.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He sat back up, his complexion flushed with color again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The simple red pupil in his eye showed rare confusion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Holy shit! Where did all that life force I absorbed go?!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>————\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Time must go back to before he entered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wu Wang had hit another bug.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The red pupil on the broadcast room door had barely appeared before it was absorbed and devoured by the one on his wrist.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Although he could still use the microphone to broadcast to the entire school,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>there was a drawback—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>every sentence he spoke drained massive amounts of life force into the red pupil.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But his 【Immortality】 ability returned every lost life force unchanged.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thus, a death loop formed within him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Abyss God's mark was like eating air—no matter what, it remained unsatisfied.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The microphone could only be endlessly exploited by him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wu Wang clutched a notebook he had taken from Ghost Fatty.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【Wang Zhiyong’s Daily Log: Recording Secret Matters】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【I successfully skipped school today.】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【I’m planning to fly away tomorrow.】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【But I already died yesterday.】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After reviving, Wu Wang broadcast word by word through the microphone to the entire school: “My name isn’t important—it’s yours that matters.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Isn’t that right, Principal Wang? Or should I call you…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The first person in Gaoshan High School’s history to successfully skip school—Wang Zhiyong.”\u003C\u002Fp>",1485,"2026-06-20T05:36:16.007Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","89f8a48aadbf22d3f5c42e2bcb6ee3472c731395a0c63b4213f81b260efc67f2","the-immortal-who-speedruns-the-supernatural-game-chapter-28","the-immortal-who-speedruns-the-supernatural-game-chapter-26",331,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fthe-immortal-who-speedruns-the-supernatural-game-cover.jpg"]