Chapter 372 Good Deal

"The map is completely dark, which means that if you choose to encapsulate it, or fail to exit the program normally, the previously explored map will be refreshed. Well, this is quite an interesting calculation."

Looking at the lonely [Entertainment Center Theater] on the entire map, Feng Xue had nothing to say, so she just opened the button——

【Morning·Theatre·Secret Investigation】

[While on a pilgrimage in a fantasy dream, you felt the call. Out of curiosity, you cast your gaze and saw an interesting stage play with sacrificial significance. Sweet songs echoed in your ears, and the mellow aroma of wine As the dance spreads, looking down at these creatures trying to connect with you, you feel——】

[1. Interesting. 】

[2. Die for me! 】

"Good guy, are you really just wearing a god's vest? Wait, are you wearing a god's vest? Armor? I'll tell you!"

Feng Xue was immediately shocked by this idea, but after thinking about it carefully, it seemed that it was not impossible. The so-called "King" is essentially the product of the pure crystallization of human consciousness and the birth of spiritual intelligence. In a sense, it is similar to The gods born from faith in fantasy novels from previous lives.

Because humans are in awe of lightning and thunder, the fear and reverence for thunder flow into the dreamland, gathering and settling over the years. When it awakens itself, it is the day it becomes a king.

But there is a problem here, that is, [The King in Yellow] is not the crystallization of years of faith. It cannot even be regarded as a product of fantasy dreams, but Feng Xue's experience of accidentally falling into a strange dream. The empty shell created is not filled with enough knowledge (self-conception).

"But looking at the description of Goldfinger, it does have some kind of magic, so is the word 'king' on the character card itself also special? Then can I use the underlying mechanism of this dreamland to give the character Fill the card with enough cognition that it is no longer an empty shell, but a true king?"

Thinking of this, Feng Xue suddenly became passionate and joked, if he could really come up with a character card with "power of king", wouldn't his design plan for the Utopia be stable?

Thinking of this, Feng Xue suddenly had an idea and made a choice immediately——

【interesting. 】

…

"My soul can no longer sing ~ My songs are like tears that no longer flow..."

The psychedelic and ethereal singing like a siren echoed above the improvised but extremely delicate stage. The unmanned symphony orchestra harmonized the singing under the guidance of the conductor.

Captain Green was sitting at the bottom of the stage, nervously watching everything on the stage. As the first act was about to end, Captain Green could clearly feel his heart beating violently even through the character cards.

At this moment, right in front of the stage, in the Ilvia tradition, the position belonging to the gods suddenly emitted light. The golden wine cup that was sitting on it was lifted up by a hand that appeared out of thin air. Along with the rare magic in the cup, The phantom wine was sent under the pale mask, and a voice appeared in the ears of everyone in the Green Theater Company at the same time——

"interesting."

A kind of mental tremor broke out at this moment. Captain Green's sanity, which had long been unaffected by the erosion of the City of Shadows, started to ripple again at this moment. The Siren in the center of the stage also felt the terrifying pressure, but he still had no feeling. He paused and finished his performance, because he knew very well that in a ceremony like this, even the slightest mistake could lead to catastrophe, let alone that they really invited a king! Or... God?

"Dear king and believer of Dionysus, Green Chris, I would like to express my most sincere respect to you."

Green maintained the etiquette of a playwright and greeted the king in front of him according to the etiquette in his Ilvian canon.

Although it was just an attempt, since he had made a plan to "invite God" with a stage play, how could he neglect the preparation? It had long been buried in his memory. He dug out the knowledge he learned from the church when he was young, and each The reorganization of rituals formed the basis of this stage play.

"No need to be polite." Feng Xue, who had completed the introduction, looked at the man in front of her. Although his appearance and body shape were different, Feng Xue confirmed at the first glance that the man was not a fake.

"It's actually Captain Green... But that's right! It seems that this guy who can develop the god-worshiping ritual of 'using the blood of enemies as wine and grand revenge as drama' can attract the King in Yellow. What's the problem?"

Secretly guessing in his heart, Feng Xue remained calm on the surface, still holding the glass of illusory wine in his hand, and chuckled:

"Great wine, tell me what you want."

The performance on the stage was still going on, and Captain Green was a little hesitant about what he said, but the person who could persevere in the cause of revenge for nearly three hundred years was not someone like Mr. Ye who loves dragons. He hesitated for a moment, and then said:

"I hope to learn about the structures that can destroy a country."

"I want that kind of thing too!" Feng Xue secretly cursed in her heart, but on the surface she still maintained her equal attitude of despising everything. She took another sip of the contents in the cup, and then said slowly:

"Then what can you give? Don't use vague terms like 'everything'. I'm not interested in life or flesh and blood."

Upon hearing this, Captain Green fell silent for a moment, seeming to be thinking about his own bargaining chip. Correspondingly, Feng Xue was also thinking crazily about what he should teach him if the other party really offered him a reward that made him envious.

Feng Xue, who had experienced the dream of being lost, naturally knew the goal of Captain Green. It was just a country-destroying structure. He really...

"Uh, wait a minute, there is still one!"

Feng Xue suddenly remembered the resume of the Voice of Destroying a Country, and then looked at Captain Green again.

Although not as talented as the character card of the Voice of Destroying a Country, Captain Green is at least an old artist who has lived for nearly three hundred years. With his years of experience and a good foundation, Feng Xue did not doubt whether he could write a script that meets the requirements.

Then the problem is that he himself does not know how the structure of the Voice of Destroying a Country is organized.

"How about using "The Bride of the King in Yellow" to make do?" Feng Xue thought secretly, but considering that Green must be a connoisseur, the Bride of the King in Yellow might be difficult to...

"Wait a minute, this is a world of idealism!"

Feng Xue suddenly figured it out. In fact, it doesn't matter what he thinks, as long as Captain Green believes it!

Thinking of this, Feng Xue immediately started to think about it, linking the relevant contents of "The Bride of the King in Yellow" and "The Four Parts of World Destruction" and conceiving a theory that can be considered self-consistent in his mind.

At this time, Captain Green finally ended his silence and said:

"I don't know what you need, but I am willing to offer all my savings from exploring the Dreamland for more than 200 years."