When he spit out the last word, Zhuo Xuan used all his strength and almost ran out of breath.

His voice echoed throughout the arena of the event center, and in contrast, all but him were silent in the audience, their faces glazed with struggle and confusion.

"What the hell is this guy trying to do? Don't you want to die? ”

Offstage, Wu Yu was full of black lines, and he only felt speechless for a while.

was rushed onto the stage by Zhuo Xuan for a while, and the performance on stage was abruptly stopped.

After he finished shouting his "declaration of participation", he turned sideways slightly, and saw Lin Xinyu and Zhou Xueqiu on the stage with blank faces.

Zhou Xueqiu is probably playing the role of a prince, with a gorgeous suit and rows of buttons made of crystal diamonds, which complement his slender figure. A look of struggle appeared on his face, but there was an indescribable strangeness in his gaze at Zhuo Xuan.

"Script...... He's lost in the script! ”

Zhuo Xuan's face was pale, and he was scrutinized by those unfamiliar eyes, he was like a prisoner who was chained to the anklets and was about to be executed, and those countless lines of sight became the chamber of a gun aimed at him.

What to do! What am I going to do!

In the corner, the humanoid "beast" covered in bandages was like an old man who was about to die, it turned sideways slightly, its movements were slow, and its cold gaze without emotion fell lightly on Zhuo Xuan's body.

What is it! What exactly is the answer!

Just when Zhuo Xuan's body was extremely stiff, he once again noticed the gaze from Zhou Xueqiu.

The gaze with a faint sadness, as if to penetrate his body.

The proud and black-bellied man has also become a puppet of this drama-

As the sweat soaked his clothes little by little, an ecstatic expression slowly appeared on Zhuo Xuan's face.

"Puppet! It's a puppet! ”

As if seeing the dawn of hope in a dark tunnel, the smile on Zhuo Xuan's face became more and more hideous and crazy.

Everything can be explained!

Why did the student minister judge the two of them in the mouths of the actors, why the actors couldn't escape as if they had walked into the script, and why Lin Xinyu's self-description was different from other members!

All of this was completely figured out by Zhuo Xuan at this moment, including the hint given by the watch!

He knew that he and Zhou Xueqiu had been wrong from the beginning, this beast's ability was not possessed at all!

But...... Performance!

That's right, it's a show!

In this drama created by the "beast", each character is a vivid and vivid person, they are like wandering ownerless spirits, looking for a shell that can carry their restlessness.

These student actors, from the moment they got the script, became their target.

The student minister, who was influenced by the beast, often instructed the actors in their performances, making them more and more like the containers needed for the script. This is also the fundamental reason why they become less and less like themselves.

If a person is playing "himself", then no matter what lines he says, it is an expression of himself.

The boy who recited the poem of unknown meaning at the end of the curtain has obviously been invaded by the characters in the play, so he will make the act of "adding drama"!

Maybe Lin Xinyu hasn't had time to enter the state of playing, which makes her fundamentally different from others.

To explain it more simply, Lin Xinyu's acting skills are too poor to resonate with the character!

Presumably Zhou Xueqiu had a head-on conflict with the beast and was defeated, and finally became part of the drama.

"Since this is the case, then I will conquer you with superb acting skills comparable to those of the Golden Horse actors!"

Zhuo Xuan mustered up his courage and laughed, the movements on his body became light and agile, and his cold hands and feet stretched out again. He knelt on one knee and cried out loudly: "The king has a great sin, and the sin is the king's feed!" And so unto death, and unto death—"

Somehow, the poem that appeared in the dream was imprinted on Zhuo Xuan's retina, and he read it out like a ghost.

His voice echoed throughout the stadium like a flood of bells. Unlike the counterproductive effect of the previous deliberate troublemaking, this time, together with the actors on stage, there were trembling movements.

Useful!

"The king is not guilty!" The bandaged humanoid "beast" suddenly spoke, and the voice was like a cacophony of metal rubbing, "The king's body is with God!" It's not the king who is encroaching on the people's interests, it's the people who are eating my place! ”

Zhuo Xuan's face was shocked and silent, and at this time, everyone's eyes were focused on the body of this mouth-spitting "beast". However, it seems to be immersed in the role of its own "king", and it is still dancing and crazy.

"You shrewd maggots, maggots eating my land! Maggots are the world's largest glutton. We fattened all kinds of livestock for our own consumption, and fattened ourselves for maggots. The chubby king and the skinny beggar are two different dishes at the same table, but that's the thing! ”

"What the hell are you talking about?" Zhuo Xuan took a step back, and a great hostility was enveloping him.

The bandaged beast paced slowly in its direction, bringing with it more and more terrifying oppressive force.

The bandages on his body slowly unfurled, revealing his burnt skin, and above his pointed skull, a crown encrusted with countless jewels shone brightly, contrasting with his corrupt body.

It was as if he had become a real king!

All the actors knelt down on one knee and paid their highest respects to him.

The quietly cold corpse on the stage quickly decayed, turned into white vitality and rushed into the body of the "king"!

"I, I want to point out you maggots, you maggots, I want to give you a glory, let you go on a pilgrimage in my heart."

Beasts, feed on people.

As if a great pressure slammed on Zhuo Xuan's body, he knelt down like a people who had submitted to the king.

His cheek was pressed against the ground, and his vision was filled with the body that had become dry and charred.

"Is this the end for me?"

Teleportation ability?

What about even the ability to teleport? Teleport behind the beast and continue to kneel?

Zhou Xueqiu?

Zhou Xueqiu was also pulled into the drama, even worse than himself.

The scene in front of him gradually blurred, and a pair of large, cold-touch hands pinched his neck stiffly, and then, slowly, exerted force.

Feeling a strong sense of suffocation, Zhuo Xuan's consciousness became more and more blurred.

If people see everything they have experienced before they die, then I am already close to death.

From the scene where he got the black watch and put it on, to the first mission in the southern suburbs mental hospital, he also thought about escaping during the period, but every time he saw the photos of his parents saved in the photo album of his mobile phone, he didn't know where to regain his courage.

From the beginning to the end, I just wanted to live an ordinary life......

But that's fine, if you fail, let's get some sleep.

The intense struggle slowly weakened, and Zhuo Xuan's body was like a stubborn stone sinking to the bottom of the lake, slowly becoming heavy and numb.

"Don't sleep."

It was as if a slender hand had suddenly reached into the lake, so clear and powerful.

It seemed to be a beacon to guide the lost travelers in the dark, making Zhuo Xuan's eyes light up slightly when he was about to fall into a deep sleep.

In reality, a white hand gently patted Zhuo Xuan's body.

His consciousness that was about to disappear suddenly became clear, the bottom of the lake, the aquatic plants, and the hands that probed into the lake were all gone, and only a gentle voice that made him feel familiar still echoed in his mind, like a dream.

"Don't sleep......"