Immortal I Speedrun Supernatural Game

Chapter 705 Forgotten Memories and Crystals

"Meow! Ha!"

As soon as Xiao Qiu landed, he arched his back and began to pant.

He is prepared for all kinds of unexpected situations.

However, the air was deathly silent, with no response whatsoever.

Just as Xiao Qiu was completely baffled, Wu Wang's voice suddenly rang out from under his feet: "What are you looking at? Get to work!"

"Meow!"

[Holy crap! Boss, where are you?]

The sudden sound startled Xiao Qiu so much that he jumped up in fright.

When they came to their senses and looked down, they were shocked to discover an extremely bizarre scene.

Within the hill's shadow, a human face peered around, like a mask that had come to life. This familiar face made the hill unable to resist raising its front paw and stepping on it.

Hmm, it's quite soft.

"If you poke your cat's paw up my nose again, I'll chop it off and braise it with pig's trotters, then sell it to the market next door to feed the dogs." Wu Wang's voice was calm, but his words were terrifying.

He was able to achieve this level because of the title of "heretic".

The effect of 【Heretic Shadow Combat Technique】 has been enhanced to the point that one can merge a part of their own body into the shadow of another target by touching the shadow of that target.

Since Xiaoqiu wasn't very big, and Wu Wang was afraid that putting his hand with the Desire Bracelet inside would trigger an alarm, he could only blend his face into Xiaoqiu's shadow.

In this way, you can also command Xiaoqiu to take something.

His words made Little Hill immediately retract its claws.

He whistled and pretended nothing had happened.

But he still walked forward somewhat timidly, as if afraid that something might jump out and take his life.

In response, Wu Wang said, "Just walk away openly! The factory won't find out."

"Meow?"

【why? 】

Xiao Qiu was a little confused.

"Because you are not a thing."

"Meow!"

[Boss, you're insulting the cat!]

Wu Wang rolled his eyes and said with exasperation, "How could I raise such a stupid cat? Do black and white cats have problems with their brains and intelligence? I think Border Collies are like that. I might as well raise a dog from now on."

After scolding the silly cat, he explained, "What can a factory inspect? It's nothing more than authorized employees and unauthorized employees, but all of this is based on the premise that the target is a person, and it uses a wristband to detect them."

“Even if we’re testing non-human targets, the cats and dogs here are definitely factory products. They’re all on record, except for you.”

"From the factory's perspective, you are something that is completely outside the database, so it cannot identify you as a target for intrusion."

Once you put it that way, Xiao Qiu understood.

Yes, we are neither human beings nor factory products.

Normally, employees who join from outside are not allowed to bring pets.

Therefore, there is no need for factories to test for foreign pets.

But I came in from the Disaster Tower with the boss, so in a sense I was exploiting a bug.

So, I was the one who was really amazing after all?

I'm really being dragged down by this human, the boss!

After figuring it out, Xiao Qiu began to wander around the Forgotten Zone with an air of indifference.

The structure here is more absurd than imagined.

It is a nearly circular room with an incredibly large interior space and a ceiling so high that the top is almost invisible.

The walls were densely covered with storage compartments, stretching from the floor into the darkness, like the archives of some kind of super library, except that they contained not books, but strange and unusual objects.

Some resemble old-fashioned videotapes, with yellowed labels affixed to their black plastic casings; others look like crystal balls, with images slowly rotating inside; some resemble neatly folded letters, tied with red ribbons as if they were important; and still others are encased in transparent cubes, like apples sold in supermarkets, except instead of fruit, they contain frozen images.

"Meow~"

【Holy crap! Boss! This place is a complete garbage dump. The employees' memories are like disposable tableware; they use it and then throw it away, too lazy to even sort or recycle it!】

Yes, even Xiao Qiu could tell that these were all the employees' memories!

These different ways of presenting themselves seem to correspond to important parts of this memory.

An old videotape contains a family video from before the car accident; a crystal ball holds a gift from a mother to her daughter; a letter expresses the longing of a lover separated by thousands of miles...

"Meow~"

Boss, these things in there look weird, meow.

Xiao Qiu ran quickly to the end of the room, where there were also rows of storage compartments.

However, the memory items inside were mostly covered with a layer of grayish-white sediment, like moldy bread covered with green mold.

Some have completely turned into opaque grayish-white stones, without any luster or visual display.

Occasionally, one or two pieces still retain a faint trace of color, but they are like faded old photographs, no longer recognizable as they were.

“These… should be memories that have been completely drained and have no value left.” Wu Wang said in a calm voice, “The employees’ memories are repeatedly extracted, and the emotions and desires within are used as fuel, leaving only gray residue.”

"Their joy, sorrow, anger, and even fear as human beings are all gone, completely burned out and forgotten."

Little Hill nudged the nearest gray memory object with its paw.

However, the thing shattered like a dry leaf, turning into powder and scattering in the air.

"Meow~"

Poor kitty...

Even as a cat, he felt he couldn't bear it.

In response, Wu Wang simply offered an objective analysis:

"It seems that most of the crystals are not in the Forgotten Zone. The factory dumps all the waste here, but there are also some decent ones among the waste. Those memories that have just been dumped here and have not yet completely faded are the ones we need: the [forgotten real memories]."

"Those that have completely burned out are no longer of any use."

"Stop being so poetic, go find something."

Hearing Wu Wang's words, Xiao Qiu shook his head helplessly and said, "Meow~"

Boss, you have no heart, meow.

Although they were bickering, he still obediently started looking through the memory items one by one to see which memories had clearer residual colors.

During this process, Xiao Qiu also had an unexpected surprise.

He hopped over to an orange, sniffed it, tilted his head, and asked in confusion, "Meow?"

[Boss... does this smell like Zhou Ping's wife?]

This is very likely the other person's memory!

brush--

No sooner had the words left his mouth than another sack-like object was thrown in from outside and landed on the ground.

Xiao Qiu silently walked over, picked it up, opened it, skillfully put the orange into a sack, and then continued to explore the next memory object.

His movements were extremely skillful, making him appear to be a completely innocent repeat offender.

Only after filling five containers did they walk towards the door.

Upon emerging and seeing the eerie, featureless body, Xiao Qiu handed over the burlap sack in his hand.

Wu Wang's face also emerged from the shadow and returned to his body.

He took the sack and tied it around his waist.

His gaze swept across the other rooms.

There's still a little while until the time the fake Zhang Mingyuan mentioned, and he needs to use this time to find the crystal. But where could it be?

The clues about the crystals that Li Shuang mentioned earlier only stated that they were provided to some kind of entity in the factory, without directly detailing their use.

Wu Wang's gaze finally settled on the room called the "Memory Extraction Room".

There are quite a few rooms like this on both sides of the corridor.

Therefore, they all have a number suffix.

"Since we can't find a room to store and use crystals, let's just find a room to make them!"

The closest room to them is the memory extraction room numbered 03.

Wu Wang pushed the door open.

A strong, pungent chemical smell hit Xiaoqiu, making it almost impossible for him to open his eyes.

The room was lit in a stark white light, not from light bulbs, but from a cold light seeping through the walls and ceiling, making everyone's skin appear unhealthy and bluish.

Yes! There's someone in this room!

In the center of the room were a dozen or so dental chairs, each with metal armrests on both sides and straps for securing them.

However, this belt wasn't used to tie the hands, but rather to secure the head.

A hemispherical device hangs from the back of the chair, its surface covered with countless needle-like probes, which makes one's heart tremble.

An employee was lying on each of the chairs.

Their eyes were half-open, their pupils almost unfocused, their mouths were slightly open, and there was even drool hanging from the corners of their mouths occasionally.

Some people were still muttering to themselves, their voices as soft as a mosquito's buzz.

Some people were completely still and looked like they were dead, except that their chests were still rising and falling slightly.

Wu Wang walked to the nearest chair, where a middle-aged woman sat. Her hair was gray and she was wearing work clothes, but they were covered in stains. It was clear that she had resisted before being put on the chair, but it was obviously to no avail.

Each probe of the hemispherical device on her head pierced deeply into her scalp, with tiny beads of blood seeping from the tips. However, it seemed that some time had passed, and the blood had dried into small scabs.

Her lips were moving slightly.

Wu Wang leaned down and listened closely.

"Mom...Mom..."

"I'm sorry... I can't go back..."

She wasn't talking to Wu Wang, but to a memory that could never be conveyed to her, a memory that was drifting further and further away from her.

Xiao Qiu was completely enraged.

It wasn't out of fear, but out of anger.

A low growl came from his throat, as if he were about to pounce and crush the devices at any moment.

"Meow……"

Boss, these people are all still alive...

“Yes, memories are fresh when you’re alive, but they’re completely frozen and dissipated when you’re dead.” Wu Wang’s voice was as cold as ice: “Factory doesn’t care about humanism; it only cares about efficiency and value.”

After saying that, he slowly walked behind the hemispherical device on the woman's head.

There is a recessed area where a rhombus-shaped crystal is emitting a faint light, appearing and disappearing like a star in the sky.

"This won't work."

What we need is a mature crystal.

Wu Wang slowly walked to other locations to check the devices on each person's head, hoping to find a mature crystal that had just been completely extracted.

Finally, it was behind the head of a man who looked rather young.

Wu has been found.

The other person was lying on the chair, so weak that even the rise and fall of their chest was almost gone.

His body was hanging on by a thread.

If it weren't for the fake Zhang Mingyuan luring the Smiling Ones away, he would probably have been taken to the reformation room by now.

There, the factory will transform this body into a new smiling person, or, if it meets a certain employee product requirement, it will modify its physique and appearance to match.

Once the new memories are forcibly injected, they can be packaged and delivered.

Touching the mature crystal at the back of the other's head, Wu Wang clicked it out of the groove.

After putting it in his pocket, he walked to the door and said to Xiao Qiu:

"It's time to go, time is almost up."

Little Hill meowed somewhat unwillingly.

Boss, there are still many people alive here...

It's true that he's a cat and has no humanity.

But this compassion is compassion for fellow living beings.

Wu Wang turned to look at the employees sitting in the chairs.

Yes, whether these people were ultimately drained of their value by indulging in desires and sent here, or were simply eliminated because they lacked the ability to compete with others.

Ultimately, they are all victims of the desire factory system.

They are now being pushed into the crematorium step by step.

But Wu Wang simply lowered his head and whispered:

"Even if I could instantly liberate the factory and interrupt the process by using a cheat code, their memories would have already been extracted, and I wouldn't be able to make them go back to how they were before."

"Any employee who has entered the extraction room, even if they come back to life, will be a walking corpse without desire, emotion, or humanity."

"For them, death is a relief."

These people may appear to be alive, but they are actually already dead.

Their souls have broken down.

Wu Wang paused for a moment at this point.

He sighed and said, "I'm sorry, I'm not a god, I can't save everyone."

"Moreover, there are no gods in this world, only those high and mighty beings."

"They are in control of everything."

"The game 'Disaster' blesses each of us players to find our own death."

"I wonder if the Venerable One will one day face their death?"

"All we can do is hurry up the arrival of that day."

Wu Wang's words silenced Xiao Qiu.

Finally, it reluctantly hopped onto Wu Wang's head and lay down, looking somewhat weak and listless.

But Wu Wang still raised his hand and rubbed the cat's head.

She smiled and said, "I know you're not so saintly as to expect me to save everyone."

"You just want them to end their suffering sooner, don't you?"

"There are 30 seconds left until the time mentioned by the fake Zhang Mingyuan."

"Now that we have what we need, let's use these 30 seconds to do what we're good at. Are you ready?"

Upon hearing this, Xiao Qiu immediately perked up.

He's a black and white cat, the husky of cats.

Wu Wang is a bastard, an abstract monster among men.

The only thing the two, a human and a cat, are good at is one thing.

That is—to cause destruction!

This destruction will be insane… (End of Chapter)