Infinite Doomsday Escape

Chapter 421 The Power of Screenwriters

The actor who played Xu Xian had a grim look on his face. Ever since he started acting in the drama, his special abilities and bloodline had all been restricted and he couldn't use them. In order to make him better adapt to the role of the frail doctor, the drama even made his physical strength much worse than before.

Having lost all his abilities and facing such a huge and terrifying python, it was basically a dead end.

What’s worse is that the script has come.

In the script, Xu Xian would be frightened to faint when he saw the true form of the White Snake. Even though the actor who played Xu Xian tried his best to strangle himself to stay awake, the force majeure of the script still made him faint with his eyes wide open.

The giant white python swallowed the actor who played Xu Xian in one gulp and escaped through the window.

In the audience, the atmosphere suddenly froze and there was dead silence.

Lan Xiaye had a serious expression. Everyone present was not stupid. They could see from the performance on stage that the actors were controlled by the script. Their abilities and props were all restricted, and they were unable to save themselves.

To be honest, if they were given a script like this, stripped of all their strength and having to face an enemy that was not suppressed, it would be a dead end.

Damn!

Which script you get depends entirely on luck. Do you have to leave your life to luck?

No matter how strong you are, you will be suppressed under absolute rules and may even be killed by a weak ant that you once looked down upon.

For a moment, everyone was terrified.

Especially those anchors who came here specifically to kill Lan Xiaye couldn't help but feel a little regretful.

They wanted to ask if there was any way to crack the barrage.

However, the rules of the theater prevented them from speaking out, and the comments were not so kind as to tell them what to do.

They watched the show with laughter, not taking any human life seriously.

——I really like the rules of the theater. I find it very exciting every time I watch it. It is worthy of being a theater.

——Yes, as long as we don’t enter in person, it is absolutely safe.

——I don’t know what Commander Lan is feeling right now, hehe.

——The one above must be a true fan of Lan Xiaye, why do I see you mention Lan Xiaye under every live broadcast?

The anchors were all worried and resentful of the barrage of comments that had instigated them to come to the Dusk Theater.

Among them there are many powerful rule-based supernatural masters like Xie Yuanan, as well as bloodline warriors who can break all laws with force. If they were to go to a normal battlefield world, they are confident that they can easily kill Lan Xiaye and share the rewards.

It’s a pity that at the Dusk Theater, under the threat of script-killing, they had no energy to think about how to deal with Lan Xiaye.

The most urgent task is to find a way to break the control of the script.

Lan Xiaye thought so too, and she looked around the entire theater.

The more systematic and comprehensive the rules are, the less likely there will be dead ends.

There must be a way inside the theater to crack the script and find vitality.

The performance on the stage continued. After the White Snake swallowed the actor who played Xu Xian, Fahai made a brilliant appearance.

He could not hide the relief in his eyes. Compared with the actor who played Xu Xian, he at least had magical powers and could compete with the Green Snake and the White Snake.

And in the script, the Green Snake and the White Snake cannot defeat him.

"You evil beast, give me your life." After Fahai finished reciting his lines, he attacked like thunder.

As expected, with the advancement of the script-killing, the two snake women, Green Snake and White Snake, died one after another at the hands of Fahai.

The screenwriters on the stands on both sides of the audience secretly rejoiced: Fortunately, they are screenwriters and do not have to be manipulated by the script to their deaths.

The curtain falls, the story ends, and only one final winner stands on the stage.

The winner stood under the spotlight on the stage, with three corpses lying beside him. He listened to the sparse applause from below the stage. He had clearly survived, but he could not smile.

Fear. Unlimited fear.

Because he didn't know if he would be the next body to fall on the stage.

When will the theater performance end?

  The whole team is wiped out, but there is no distinction between camps. Killing enemies depends entirely on the script. How long will this fight last?

Won't everyone die by then?

The actor who played Fahai couldn't stop shaking.

"What a touching story." The director suddenly appeared on the stage, holding a handkerchief, and hypocritically wiped the non-existent tears from the corners of his eyes.

He walked over to the actor who played Fahai and said, "Let's congratulate this actor on becoming a regular actor. Can you tell us what you think?"

The actor who played Fahai grabbed the director's hand in fear and begged, "When can I leave the theater? How many more performances do we have to perform?"

The audience waited with bated breath.

The director's mouth dropped open dramatically, "Oh my god, does acting cause you so much pain?"

Send a proposition.

Lan Xiaye raised her head sensitively and looked at the actor who played Fahai.

How can an actor not love acting? Once he admits it, he will definitely die.

Fortunately, although Fahai collapsed, he still had his sanity. He forced a smile and said, "Of course not. I love acting."

Suddenly, Fahai's eyes flashed, and an audience member in the audience was transmitting a message to him using special and expensive props that could not be eavesdropped by anyone.

【Ask the director how to choose the script yourself. 】

This message soothed the anxious heart of the actor who played Fahai like a clear spring and calmed his brain.

He quietly walked to the director and lowered his voice and said, "Director, as a formal actor, I would like to ask, how can I choose the script myself? As an actor, I also want to challenge myself and try different roles."

The director glanced at him and asked, "Want to choose the script yourself?"

The director did not lower his voice, and instantly all the gray figures in the audience perked up and raised their heads to look.

"Yeah." Fahai nodded wildly.

The director stroked his chin and said, "Actors don't have that power."

Fahai could not hide the disappointment on his face.

“But the screenwriter did.”

Fahai was surprised, "Screenwriter?"

The director nodded and motioned for the screenwriters on both sides of the stands to come over and say hello.

"The screenwriter can also tailor the script for the actors." The director said with a smile.

The screenwriters didn't expect that they had so much power, and they were stunned for a moment.

After feeling the envy of the actors, they puffed out their chests with pride. For the first time, they felt so strongly that the power of life and death was in their own hands.

Whoever they want to die can die.

For a moment, most of the screenwriters in the writing team looked much more arrogant.

Lan Xiaye looked at the screenwriters. Compared with the actors, their number was very small, only a dozen or so.

Perhaps because they don't have to act on stage, the screenwriter's image is not shrouded by a grey figure, but is just his own appearance.

"Director, is our theater still short of screenwriters?" Someone couldn't help but ask the director eagerly.

Director: "Of course there is a shortage. There are too many actors in the theater and too few screenwriters. We can hardly write enough scripts. If any of you want to switch to being a screenwriter, do it as soon as possible."