The place where the screenwriter now lives is said to be located in the mountains on the western outskirts of the city. And when the Hummer passed by the "Tenglong car wash", they saw that Xia Shiren's Ford Mustang was still parked in place, not knowing what it was doing.

"Do you want to check it out? Miss Xia. The driver asked.

"No need, it's important to get down to business now, if my brother has something, I'll definitely call." Xia Xiaoling nodded convincingly.

"Okay." The driver glanced at the blue and white muscle car again, and then drove off into the mountains ahead.

Looking at the increasingly desolate scenery around him, Zhao Nuo asked: "Why do you have to find this scriptwriter, aren't there many people who can write scripts?" ”

In this small city, it may not be easy to find a CG studio, but it should not be too difficult to find someone who can write scripts. Even if Jian Tong is familiar with it, he will probably be able to write a script.

Xia Xiaoling did not directly answer his question: "Have you ever heard of 'Ghost and God Scriptwriter'?" ”

"I haven't heard of it, who is that?" Zhao Nuo shook his head, in his opinion, it was okay to have such a second name.

"The best game scriptwriter in the city, the emotional mobilization is a masterpiece, and his words have an addictive magic that makes people unconsciously continue to read them." Xia Xiaoling looked at the phone screen and read word by word.

“…… Is it. ”

Hearing these braggadocio introductions, Zhao Nuo always felt even more unreliable. But now he can't say anything, so he can only meet the scriptwriter first and see the other party's pounds and make plans.

After all, it's almost here now, and if you go back without meeting, it would be bad if you really missed a strong scriptwriter.

By this time, the Hummer had already driven into the mountains.

"This is it, right?" The driver pulled over to a vacant lot on the side of the road.

Zhao Nuo got out of the car with Xia Xiaoling, and saw that there was a winding path leading to the mountain above the clearing, and the outline of the house at the end of the path could be vaguely seen.

"There are still people living in seclusion in this kind of place these days?" Zhao Nuo raised his head in surprise and looked up at the wooden building in the distance.

"Ah, he said he lived here." Xia Xiaoling was also a little unsure.

Instructed the driver to wait in place, Zhao Nuo and Xia Xiaoling walked briskly onto the winding mountain path.

Zhao Nuo, who was already hopeless, had a trace of expectation in his heart - the guy who lived in seclusion in this kind of place must not be a mortal, maybe he is really a very powerful scriptwriter.

Sunlight shines through the canopy overhead, casting fine shadows. The two of them walked briskly up the steps and stood in front of the cabin.

It was a small wooden house that looked like a child's drawing, made of dark brown wooden planks nailed and only a little more than two meters high. There was a wooden sign on the door that read "Do Not Disturb" in red letters, and the window was also covered with heavy dark curtains, so that it was completely impossible to see inside.

"Wouldn't it be dangerous to live in a place like this?" Xia Xiaoling looked at the seemingly defenseless wooden door with some concern.

"Generally, no criminal dares to come to such a place to rob." Zhao Nuo smiled.

"Why?"

"Because it looks like a hunter's place to live, no one wants to risk their head being blown off by a shotgun."

Zhao Nuo took a step forward as he spoke, knocked lightly on the door panel, and asked, "Is there anyone?" ”

Ten seconds later, a weak female voice came from the room: "Who are you?" ”

The "ghost scriptwriter" turned out to be a woman? Zhao Nuo and Xia Xiaoling glanced at each other, judging from Xia Xiaoling's puzzled gaze, she didn't know the true identity of this person.

"We're Hellfire Games." Zhao Nuo indicated his intention.

"Oh, please go back, I'm in a mess right now. There's no way to join you until I'm done with this script. The woman in the room said.

Wait a minute......

――Zhao Nuo always felt that this voice was still a little childish, and there was a feeling of déjà vu, where had he heard it?

That's right, it's the voiceover! Won't it ......

The picture of a puzzle game that he had just played came to mind, and Zhao Nuo asked:

"You created Escape Room EXTRA?"

The woman in the room was silent for a moment, then asked in a low voice:

"Have you played?"

"Of course, I'm very interested in the later plot, can you talk to me?" Zhao Nuo told the truth.

If he hadn't had to come to this guy, he'd probably have cleared that game by now.

"Not bad, right?" seems to be very confident in his work, and the woman's voice is a little more proud.

"Well, it's okay, but there's still room for improvement." Zhao Nuo said.

Less than two seconds after he said this, the door to the cabin opened, and the woman's voice was clearly questioning: "What do you think is wrong?" ”

Zhao Nuo subconsciously glanced at the place that was level with his head, but he didn't see anyone, lowered his gaze slightly, and then widened his eyes in surprise:

"You're the 'ghost scriptor'? Are you kidding? ”

"What, do you have an opinion?" The other party said loudly.

Standing in front of the door with his waist crossed, looking at Zhao Nuo with big eyes, it was not the maturity of wearing glasses as he imagined. female, but a girl who is less than 1.6 meters tall.

The girl appeared to be stunted and small, and looked to be less than fourteen years old. The little face is not so much fair as sickly pale.

She looked a bit like a little princess of the European Middle Ages in a gorgeous white dress with various pendants, and a little golden crown on her head that looked a little funny. It's like playing cosplay.

"Ah...... Hello, I'm Zhao Nuo from Hellfire Games. Zhao Nuo was worried about off this guy, so he quickly bowed politely, stretched out his right hand and shook the other party's cold little hand.

――Many scriptwriters like this who live in seclusion in the mountains and forests have strange tempers, and if they make her angry, the plan to pull her into the game company may be ruined.

Thinking of this, Zhao Nuo couldn't help but be a little afraid: she just said that the game needed to be improved, just to arouse this person's interest, but fortunately she didn't directly get angry at that time.

"Zhou Yan."

The girl coldly gave her name, then stepped to the door and said, "Come in." ”

Walking into the room, Zhao Nuo saw that the interior of the room was extremely shabby: only an old wooden table with a laptop, pen and paper, two stools, and a wooden bed. Add to that a large bag of snacks piled up in the corner, and that's all there is to the room.

"You live in this kind of place? Won't you starve to death? Zhao Nuo looked around.

"I only come here when I'm not inspired, and I don't usually come." Zhou Yan said and sat down on the bed.

She motioned for Zhao Nuo and the others to sit down on the wooden bench, and then asked Zhao Nuo bluntly, "Is there anything that needs to be improved in my game?" ”

“……”

Zhao Nuo just said it casually at the time, and seeing that she was so serious now, he didn't know what to say.

It seems that now it is only possible to "improvise".