[{"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-271":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},2296940,4492,"Chapter 271: You Still Have the Right to Give Up","the-immortal-who-speedruns-the-supernatural-game-chapter-271",271,"\u003Cp>The next day, the sky grew dim.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After Wu Wang cooked lunch for his second sister, he left under the pretense of meeting friends.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The incident at the Fuli Academy the previous night had come to a close.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xiezhi packed his things at dawn and prepared to travel to headquarters.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To meet the so-called head of the [Investigation Department].\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If all went as expected, Wu Wang believed he would join this department.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then he might be transferred away from Mingyang City.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fortunately, Xiezhi\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Do you think I’m that kind of person?” Zhang Beichen smiled bitterly, his eyes unconsciously drifting toward the window.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The moment Ye Tian’s vision turned black, he opened his eyes again—and found himself inside the virtual training ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Officer Yang had no desire to handle this matter: first, Nan Jinnian was a prominent figure in Yuncheng, closely tied to their superiors; offending such a powerful man would make life unbearable for him in Yuncheng.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mei Long said nothing, simply sat still, staring blankly at the demonic cultivator’s great blade and bone club, as if pondering some profound question—or perhaps just staring, thinking of nothing at all.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was undeniable that Mu Jin was simple-minded, yet obedient; having heeded her elder sister’s warning before leaving home to avoid contact with unfamiliar men, she refused to interact with any male during her early days away—except Xiao Yunchang, his attendants, Guanshan Elder, and those Guanshan Elder introduced her to.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Inside the vehicle, Yu Ran made no movement; she lay silently, not speaking to Xia Xinghan. A gauze curtain separated them, so Xia Xinghan could not tell whether she slept or was awake—she had clearly been exhausted from traveling all night.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yes, it was that clear, sandalwood scent that had drawn him, unbidden, into its depths.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Black Net had erupted in uproar; no one had expected that such a young Chinese special forces soldier could rise to such heights in just half a year.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And a terrifying qi surge, piercing the air with a shrill whistle, shot straight toward the back of his neck.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When the car stopped, Lin Ziyou gazed out the window—and a familiar, comforting sensation washed over him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The healing OP theme, the unique anime art style, and the suspenseful opening were all beyond reproach.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“He’s been rushed to the emergency room, but we don’t know how he’s doing. My son has never suffered hardship—he’s lost his family, gotten into trouble at work, and might even have to take responsibility. That’s too heavy for him,” Jia Sijun’s mother said, her grief deepening with every word, tears streaming down her face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Exactly! The noodles sold in supermarkets can’t compare to our handmade ones,” Zhao Qingcheng said seriously.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That punch, carrying the absolute certainty of death, passed cleanly through the plainclothes youth’s skull—no resistance, as if striking empty air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The significance of clearing Floor 25 was immense; excluding Floor 1, it was likely the hardest floor to conquer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was perfectly normal; occasionally a few students would come—many had simply clicked by accident and never showed up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She loved painting, so she shouldn’t care about others’ gazes—if she loved it, she should do it; otherwise, that love was false.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Rest well with your master. I’ll go check outside,” Zhong Yi said, patting Situ Jiannian on the shoulder.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As night fell heavily, Fei Yan’s grandfather, Fei the Steward, was just about to close the Fei family’s main gate when he saw a man who looked strikingly like their young master hurrying toward them from the other side.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yes, Prince, the man’s face matches exactly the portrait here,” the head guard quickly pulled out a drawing from his sleeve—it depicted Feng Shaoming precisely. “Prince, should we pursue him?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jin’an stared blankly at a corner of the room, deaf to everything, offering no response to Kou Lei. He continued drawing that mysterious symbol—not on paper this time, but with his hand in midair.\u003C\u002Fp>",651,"2026-06-20T05:36:17.821Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","111a7e3485d3f6def2e69006e4b99b7981dd50905da0875e22f26400e26b8aea","the-immortal-who-speedruns-the-supernatural-game-chapter-272","the-immortal-who-speedruns-the-supernatural-game-chapter-270",331,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fthe-immortal-who-speedruns-the-supernatural-game-cover.jpg"]