[{"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-39":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},2296708,4492,"Chapter 39","the-immortal-who-speedruns-the-supernatural-game-chapter-39",39,"\u003Cp>Why is Wu Wang so curious about the difficulty of Nightmare-level dungeons?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bailing Dao had been pondering this question.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Since that late-night separation from the Undead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The other party occasionally asked him basic questions in their friend chat box.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was clear he was truly a new player.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet he never asked about any dungeon below Nightmare level, as if he didn’t care about any other tier.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Could it be that his next dungeon notification has already arrived—and it’s Nightmare level?!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bailing Dao was startled by this absurd speculation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Matching a new player with a Nightmare-level dungeon.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Has the [Spirit Catastrophe Game] really gone this insane?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wait… there actually was one recent case of a new player entering a Nightmare-level dungeon.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bailing Dao suddenly remembered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The latest new-player dungeon live stream, just concluded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even today, the Spirit Incident Bureau still has numerous technicians trying to analyze what that Nightmare-level new-player dungeon truly meant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The current conclusion is—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The probability of a new player clearing a Nightmare-level dungeon remains 0%, likely a system bug.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even though the live-streamed dungeon appeared cleared, technicians still noticed the moment the final clearer was purged by the game.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That means the player didn’t truly clear it—his grave probably already has two-zhang-tall grass.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If not for that—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bailing Dao had initially thought the Undead was that incredible new player who secured the final beta access.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unfortunately, that person is already dead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Sigh… Headquarters recently ordered us to assist in investigating dungeon pollution, saying it’s reached the point where the Director himself had to show up—no time at all for my new-recruitment applications,” Bailing Dao sighed bitterly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A colleague at the adjacent desk heard this.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Couldn’t help teasing: “Brother Bailing, is this new player you keep talking about really that amazing? Or are you just making up excuses because you didn’t get any benefits from the real-world Dingxiangfuben , afraid we’ll laugh at you?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Since that night Bailing Dao returned from the dungeon, he’d been boasting nonstop about a new player with incredible potential.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But he was boasting so wildly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Almost no one believed him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A Level-One new player tricked four veteran players loaded with gear, plus a dungeon boss rivaling Nightmare level, into chasing him in circles.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even Qinglong Director at Level One wasn’t this powerful! He’s blowing way too hard!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Bailing Dao really did submit an official request for Special Recruitment resources that day.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unfortunately, it was rejected.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because the Bureau’s resources are currently being funneled into combating dungeon pollution.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Polluted dungeon difficulty spikes linearly, and participants often suffer permanent mental damage—what’s called San value dropping to zero.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Simple dungeons get damaged and written off immediately when polluted; Medium dungeons instantly become as hard as Difficult dungeons; Difficult dungeons become Nightmare level outright.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This has caused recent personnel losses in the Spirit Incident Bureau to skyrocket.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“If the new player you mentioned really entered a Nightmare-level dungeon, you don’t need to keep watching him—just check the news. See where someone in Mingyang City dropped dead suddenly—that’s probably him.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A voice suddenly came from behind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bailing Dao spun around sharply.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was his direct superior—the highest-ranking official of the Mingyang Branch of the Spirit Incident Bureau.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This assessment dimmed his gaze considerably.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Indeed, if Wu Wang truly entered a Nightmare-level dungeon—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then prepare to collect his corpse.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Focus your attention on the polluted dungeon missions first,” the superior said.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ever since attending the headquarters meeting three days ago and meeting Qinglong Director, he’d become obsessively concerned with polluted dungeons.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, another strange thought surfaced in Bailing Dao’s mind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He asked involuntarily: “If a Nightmare-level dungeon becomes polluted… what would happen?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The superior: “…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The entire office fell silent for a long time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Finally, the superior sighed: “The consequence is you’ll only be able to kneel on the ground, burn incense, and pray your death isn’t too grotesque.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Polluted Nightmare-level dungeon.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Do you even hear what you’re saying?!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Are you insane, or am I?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nightmare-level dungeons already have a clearance rate under 1%.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Add pollution to that—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The clearance rate drops to effectively 0%!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Whoever encounters it dies!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>————\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hehehe, Grandpa Village Chief, am I gonna die?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wu Wang grinned foolishly at the old village chief.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All eyes in the square were now fixed on him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>More precisely, on the wooden plaque missing part of its graffiti.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Time rewound to before the banquet began.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As in past Yin-Yuan Grand Sacrifices, the old village chief invited every villager forward to sense the plaque’s aura.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As each villager stared into the painted eye on the plaque, their souls were purified.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bathed in that great aura, they begged Yin-Yuan Great God for favorable winds and rains.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Until a certain little madman stepped forward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wu Wang looked over.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The red vertical pupil on his wrist opened and blinked in sync.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just three seconds.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One-fifth of the intricate vertical pupil on the plaque vanished.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The old village chief panicked, yanked Wu Wang aside, and ordered someone to cover the plaque with black cloth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Whose unlucky kid is this?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What did he do?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Who’s your family?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Shen hurried forward: “Chief, he’s Zhang San the Mad—tomorrow he’s to be sacrificed to Yin-Yuan Great God.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The old village chief’s eyes flashed sharply.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He nodded silently: “So it’s him… Step forward, let Grandpa take a look.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wu Wang lowered his head and walked slowly forward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He could almost smell the stench of rotting flesh emanating from the old village chief.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Beneath that thick cotton coat hid a revolting skeleton demon.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He didn’t know how the man had sewn the human skin together.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From the outside, there was no visible flaw.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Come, let Grandpa Village Chief see your eyes,” the old village chief whispered, his voice like a demon’s murmur from hell—making Wu Wang momentarily dazed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Instinctively, Wu Wang stepped toward him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Who knew this skeleton demon could bewitch minds!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the daze lasted only an instant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The mind-controlling curse was swallowed whole by the red vertical pupil.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Deep God Mark acted like a Gu king.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Whenever Wu Wang suffered other similar curses or pollution, it would leap out and devour them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As if declaring its sovereignty.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This thing—only I can pollute!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This guy! Only I can corrupt him!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The moment Wu Wang reached the old village chief’s side,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A bone spike pierced through the old man’s cotton coat with brutal force.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It drove straight through his heart, from front to back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Under the old man’s incredulous gaze, Wu Wang leaned close to his ear and whispered: “Grandpa Village Chief, you dropped something. Now I’m returning it to you.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Shhh~ Don’t make a sound. You don’t want the villagers to know you’re a demon, do you?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>By day, I’m meek.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>By night, I’m the center of attention!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At night, I am the center of attention!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If you’ve got the guts, show your ghostly form right here in front of everyone!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>See if this Yin Union Grand Ritual can even continue!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wu Wang smiled, gripping the bone spike in his hand, blocking the villagers’ view of it with his body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He twisted and twisted again, turned and turned again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The old village chief’s face had twisted into a grotesque, unrecognizable mask.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For some reason.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It truly couldn’t reveal itself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It could only suffer the humiliation in silence!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Don’t worry, bro never holds a grudge overnight.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“If I’ve got a grudge, I settle it the same day!”\u003C\u002Fp>",1233,"2026-06-20T05:36:16.007Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","6afa97fc5a8fc6853f1c8438aa18de542caf289ca4a43a273decb081cbe221bc","the-immortal-who-speedruns-the-supernatural-game-chapter-40","the-immortal-who-speedruns-the-supernatural-game-chapter-38",331,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fthe-immortal-who-speedruns-the-supernatural-game-cover.jpg"]