The boy's eyebrows raised as he was about to say something, but a streak of light shot up into the sky from the mansion behind him.
"So, the world has a lot of prejudices against us, huh..." The boy waved his hand casually. "I won't tell you anymore. You'll understand one day."
Han Meng squinted his eyes and immediately pulled the trigger!
The buzzing sound of the gunshot rang out, and the strong wind lifted the hem of his trench coat. The destructive bullet, capable of annihilating everything, pierced through the boy's body, leaving a head-sized hole!
However, as the bullet passed through him, it didn't draw a single drop of blood. The boy's figure gradually turned pale, like faded drawing paper.
"Han Meng, right? I'll remember you... See you if we have the chance."
The boy's body became flatter and flatter. Within just a few seconds, it transformed into a flat, simplistic portrait and rushed towards Han Meng's face with the cold wind.
Han Meng's eyebrows furrowed as he took off the portrait. He saw the boy in the painting, wearing a white paper mask, sitting cross-legged and giving him the middle finger...
He tore the portrait into pieces on the spot.
"The Twilight Society appearing in the Aurora Realm... This is troublesome."
Han Meng took a deep breath, glanced in the direction of the mansion, and walked straight ahead.
No one stopped him, and Han Meng soon arrived at the entrance of the mansion. He pushed the gate open forcefully.
In a刺耳 squeaking sound, the floor filled with corpses entered his sight. On the bloody ground, nine silver coins were scattered...
All twenty-two people at the Ice Spring Street Festival were killed;
...
Chen Yifei slowly opened his eyes.
He saw the spotlight above his head and covered his eyes with his hand, but he didn't stand up immediately... He lay on the floor of the stage, quiet like a corpse.
In just a few hours, he had experienced too much.
Chen Muyu's disappearance, the cruel truth, the furious revenge, the redemption he thought he could have, then despair, and then finding a glimmer of hope again... All of this made Chen Yifei numb and desperate.
How much he wished it was all just a dream, and after waking up, his mother would call him for breakfast, and then he would hurriedly put on his clothes, wear his work badge, and go to the theater to continue being a corporate slave.
Unfortunately... What awaited him was still that silent and eerie theater.
After a long time, Chen Yifei finally sat up slowly. He looked at the dense, crimson eyeballs in front of the stage, feeling extremely complex.
Even if he stepped onto the path of the Theater God... Would there really be a day when he could escape from this group of "audiences"?
Or would he just become more interesting in their eyes?
Chen Yifei had no answer.
But at least, he now barely had one more reason to live.
He stood up from the floor and walked to the large screen at the center of the stage. A series of characters came into view.
[Audience Expectation +1]
[Audience Expectation +1]
[Audience Expectation...]
[Current Expectation: 77%]
[Detected loss of actor connection, performance interrupted]
[Audience Expectation -50]
[Current Expectation: 27%]
These were the changes in expectation that occurred in the mansion. After Qian Fan shot and killed him once, he had already lost one connection and deducted 50% of the expectation.
But maybe because the expectation was still above 20% after the deduction, none of the "audiences" escaped.
"As long as the total expectation is controlled, even if death occurs, the situation of being usurped like last time won't happen... It's an opportunity for resurrection."
"But, it's not easy to raise the expectation to over 70%..."
Chen Yifei's gaze fell on the corner of the screen, where the jumping treasure chest icon appeared again.
He tapped lightly with his fingertip, and exciting music sounded continuously, accompanied by stage lighting. When Chen Yifei turned his head, he saw that there was another table in the center of the stage.
"Detected that the audience expectation has exceeded 70% for the first time, unlocking achievement - 'Very Positive'!"
"You have gained an additional draw."
"After using it, you will randomly draw a character skill to learn from all the characters that have appeared in this performance."
Chen Yifei walked to the table, and cards of various colors and patterns appeared on the table out of thin air. Like last time, most of them were white and gray, but the number of blue ones had increased compared to last time...
There should be new characters appearing, along with an increase in skill cards.
As Chen Yifei waved his finger lightly, many cards were turned upside down simultaneously, and the backs of the cards flashed at an astonishing speed. After a moment, they were neatly frozen in place.
Last time, Chen Yifei drew Han Meng's "Dance of Slaughter" here, which changed his fate in one fell swoop... This time, would the god of luck still favor him and draw a skill card that could overturn the battle?
Chen Yifei hesitated for a moment, lifted his fingertip, and pointed at one of the cards.
The card flipped.
A trace of blue appeared in front of Chen Yifei.
"Skill: [Mysterious Eyes]"
"Attribution: God of Medicine Path, [Blood Slaughter] Route, First Stage;"
"Character: Chu Muyun."
The moment Chen Yifei saw the information on this card, his eyes slightly narrowed...
Drawing Chu Muyun's skill card was within Chen Yifei's expectation, but the large words "Blood Slaughter" made him wonder.
Was this route really part of the "God of Medicine Path"?
As Chen Yifei absorbed the card, the usage method of [Mysterious Eyes] appeared in his mind.
Different from the [Dance of Slaughter] of the "God of War Path", [Mysterious Eyes] was more of a supportive skill. Its role was to help the user better capture, analyze, and discern details...
A good doctor could judge the severity of a patient's condition through their behavior, including psychologists who could even confirm a person's thoughts and even predict future actions through their micro-expressions.
[Mysterious Eyes] elevated this ability to its peak.
After Chen Yifei drew the ability, the cards on the table disappeared simultaneously, but the table itself still stood there.
"...What does this mean?"
Chen Yifei walked forward and found that there was another new sheet of paper on the table.
On the paper, there were also a few lines of small text.
"Congratulations on completing the initial chapter of the performance - 'Heartless'."
"The highest audience expectation for this performance: 78%"
"You have gained a designated draw."
"After using it, you can specify a character from all the characters that have appeared in this performance and randomly draw their ability. The probability of drawing rare skills is related to the overall audience expectation of this performance."
After reading all the text, sheets of paper suddenly emerged out of thin air on the table under the spotlight, with countless words appearing on them.
["Who... am I?"]
[Boom——]
[Pale lightning flashed through the inky clouds, and the torrential rain fell like divine wrath, pouring down on the muddy earth...]