Chapter 657: Drama

The dark circle’s position changed for granted, so when Hongtu went to the theater the next day, the dark circle kept clamoring to kill this nasty human being and let him know who those monsters belonged to. .
Of course, Hongtu ignored it.
And Narumi, who didn't know that he had been hated by the Dark Circle, was still eloquently explaining his script to Hongtu.
"...Humans defeated monsters? No, no, no!" He turned his script and said frantically, "This is not the ending I want! This happy ending shouldn't be the ending of this script!"
He tore off the last piece of paper, shredded it, and threw it away, with a frantic face: "The true ending of this monster script should be..."
He looked at Hong Tu, and his voice suddenly became soft, even gentle: "Humans, I have no left, kill them all!"
"Do you like this script?"
He asked, asking Hong Tu what he thought of the script, like a screenwriter who couldn't wait to ask his audience what he thought of the script he was proud of.
It's just that this script will probably only have this audience.
However, Hong Tu just sat in the first seat of the auditorium for a good time, and did not give any comments or even speak.
But Narumi nodded self-consciously: "I see, you prefer real interpretation to this kind of vague script, right! Yes, that's right! A script, only the moment it is performed, This is when this script truly becomes a classic. A script that has not been deduced is meaningless, but you can rest assured that my script will be staged soon. This will be an unparalleled classic!"
His speech was impassioned, but Hong Tu looked away lazily.
He looked at his feet, where there was a very bright "paper".
This is of course not ordinary "paper", but an alchemy synthetic paper.
It is silvery white, and the surface is as smooth as a mirror, and it can even clearly reflect the red face.
But what Hong Tu is most concerned about is, of course, not what the paper is made of, but what is hidden in the mirror paper.
This is a passage, a passage to a secret place.
Alchemy is much more interesting than he thought.
Noting his gaze, Narumi also saw the alchemy paper. He walked off the stage with a smile, came to Hongtu's side, and picked up the paper: "There is a secret here, the monster Buenda’s. secret."
He unfolded the paper, covering half of his face, and pointed the bright mirror at Hong Tu: "Do you want to know?"
"I'm a little curious," Hong Tu finally said, "What role do I play in your script?"
When he was on the street, he was suddenly stopped by a woman in white, saying that he wanted to invite him to a performance.
However, it has been two days since he came here. Every time he came, he listened to Narumi boasting about his script and frantically talking about his script and performance, but he never said what role Hong Tu should play.
Is it the new matrix of the monster, or... something else?
After hearing his question, Narumi's expression changed. He looked at Hong Tu with a shocked look: "Why do you ask? This is the script for the birth of a new god. As an old god, you only need to watch it in the audience. Watch the birth of a new god. ! Watching the world come under my control! So... you just need to watch it."
After speaking, he stopped giving Hong Tu a chance to speak, he made a silent gesture, turned his head and looked at the stage again: "Now, rehearse again! For the most perfect performance! We have countless rehearsals, In order to make the most perfect interpretation!"
The mechanical people on the stage started the rehearsal again with expressionless faces. Even though they had done this rehearsal thousands of times, they still hadn't complained about it.
Looking at Narumi's back, Hong Tu narrowed his eyes.
"God?" He changed to a more comfortable position. "How did he feel that the monster is the god?"
"In comparison, Ultraman is more in line with the human definition of a god..."
Circle of Darkness: "..." I think he might treat you as a god.
"After the new is born, should the old be obliterated?"
"..." Does that mean? What are you waiting for! Fuck him!
...
Although Hong Tu felt that Narumi's monster script was boring, he was still very interested in that monster.
After waiting patiently for a week, the monster was finally born.
"My monster! Buenda is finally born!"
Narumi laughed and looked at the empty flask in front of him with joy.
In a corner that he hadn't noticed, Hong Tu walked to the man who was sitting in a chair with no expression on his face.
"Caspar House?" Hong Tu whispered the man's name, successfully awakening the thoughts of the man immersed in his own world.
The man raised his head blankly, and turned his attention to Hong Tu.
But he did not speak, just stared at him blankly.
"Do you remember, why are you here?" Hong Tu's voice was low and gentle, like a demon seducing something, "Do you know what is about to happen?"
Caspar House still had no reaction, as if simply looking at him.
This is the price of the monster matrix. He must sink into the darkness, can't have anything, can't see, hear, or even feel any information from the outside world, only Narumi's voice can convey it. Because only in this way can Narumi guide his thoughts and turn his fantasy into reality.
Hong Tu tilted his head slightly. He looked back at Narumi who was still laughing, and a malicious smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
"I'm at a loss." He said gently, "I was treated as the mother of a monster, forced to be immersed in the dark world. I can't see, hear, or even remember who I am... You want Free?"
His voice reached the depths of his soul, awakening the soul that had fallen in the darkness.
Instinctively, Caspar House struggled, and the sudden sound became the only beacon in the dark world, guiding him to break free from the dark world.
"Go escape, pass the news that the monster appeared, and do what you should do..."
Hong Tu's voice gradually became silent, but the person opposite him suddenly raised his head.
He seemed to wake up from a dream, his eyes reappeared with brilliance, and when he recovered, he didn't care about Hongtu at all. Instead, he slid directly off the chair with soft hands and feet, and fell on his stomach. On the ground.
But he quickly got up again in a hurry, staggered and ran out in a random direction.
Hong Tu moved her finger slightly, and the figure of that person disappeared completely.
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