From Prisoner to Si Chen..

Chapter 358 Silver Bottle
time flies.

After lunch, the cook Paula came to the table with a plate of prepared candied haws and said respectfully:

"Master Jilan, this is the 'Tanghulu' you ordered, please enjoy it."

"Well, thank you for the hard work." Gilan smiled.

He glanced at the seven or eight strings of candied haws neatly stacked on the plate. They were bright red in color and exuded a fresh, sweet aroma.

Jilan picked up a bunch and tried to take a bite. He put a whole one in his mouth and crushed it.

Click.

At this moment, the restaurant was a little quiet.

The cook, the maid, the bodyguard, the old butler Charles, and the secretary Lanis beside him all stared at the blond young man intently.

They had never seen this "strange" dessert and were quite curious.

Jilan chewed the candied haws. The sweetness of the sugar coating and the sourness of the hawthorn combined to create a long-lost taste.

"Delicious." He praised and smiled.

Immediately, he picked up another string and handed it to Lanis, saying:

"Try it."

"Yes, sir!" Lanis was a little flattered and tried to take a bite.

Soon, she raised her pretty eyebrows.

The taste in the mouth is not particularly high-end, but it is quite novel.

"It's delicious, sir," said Lanise.

"Then eat some more. There's still plenty in the kitchen."

Gillan chuckled.

Immediately, he gestured and called out:

"Old Charles."

The butler standing not far from the table quickly stepped forward and bowed, saying:
"Master."

"Ask the cook to get some more and share it with everyone...Also, if there is nothing urgent this afternoon, you don't need to come upstairs to ask for my permission."

"Yes, Master."

Old Charles nodded to show that he understood.

After giving the instructions, Jilan stood up, put a few strings of candied haws on a clean plate, and carried it upstairs.

"Lenice, if you are tired you can take a nap here. I have something else to do, so I will go upstairs first."

Jilan turned and said something to the female secretary.

"Please go ahead. I'll be back at Triumph Building soon. I have some work to hand over there."

Lanis said respectfully, wiping the sugar stains from the corners of her mouth with a handkerchief.

Jilan nodded and went upstairs.

After returning to the master bedroom on the second floor, he locked the door and drew the curtains. Then he took out the real film "Silver Bottle" given by his teacher and installed it on the projector.

After inserting the mercury battery, he flipped the switch.

Click.

The shuttle starts to turn and the light box casts a beam of light.

Jilan held the plate and sat cross-legged on the floor. As the teacher had said, he lowered his eyes deliberately so as not to look at the movie scenes on the screen so as not to be drawn into them.

He put down his plate, took out a bag of gold coins he had prepared in advance, placed it next to the candied haws, and waited quietly.

An hour and a half passed quickly.

The movie was coming to an end, and at the right moment, the familiar bell rang:
when--

when--

when--

Gillan took a deep breath, then stood up, walked to the projector, and inserted two mercury batteries. Then he turned to the screen where the credits were rolling and applauded.

clap clap.

"This way, I should be able to meet the "director" apostle who is hiding in the film, "assistant script supervisor" Hera Nibal, right?"

The applause lasted for nearly ten seconds.

Suddenly, Jilan noticed that the picture on the screen changed... In just a blink of an eye, the screen went black, accompanied by flashing noise and vertical spots.

Slowly, a dark room came into Gilan's sight.

The four walls of the room are covered with thousands of display screens, playing different film scenes in a loop.

In the middle is a leather single sofa, on which sits a curvy figure.

Gillan recognized it immediately; it was a lady.

She was wearing a blue plaid pajamas and a pair of plush slippers. But what surprised Gillan was that the lady's head was actually a square instrument.

The front of the instrument is like a TV screen, and the back is covered with wires, and hung with sirens, bells, and other miscellaneous sound-making objects.

Noticing Gilan's gaze, the woman turned her head so that the square screen was facing him.

"Ms. Hera, the 'Assistant Scriptwriter'."

Jilan's pupils shrank and he quickly greeted politely.

He saw a woman's face displayed on the screen. Her features were delicate but her expression was indifferent.

"I know you... your name is Gillan Iros. You have awakened Mr. A's self-awareness and received a message from the 'Director' from him."

Hera's on-screen face opened and closed her mouth, but the sound seemed to come from a speaker on the back of the instrument.

"The Director has left me some information, but the timing is not right and you are still too weak. I cannot tell you the information for now."

Hearing this, Jilan was startled.

In addition to Mr. A, Ms. Hera also has information left by the "director"?

It seems that the "director", who was the predecessor of the time traveler, seemed to have known of his existence for a long time and was trying to tell him some secret...

"You are still too weak to even be qualified to know the information."

Ji Lan sighed secretly.

He did not forget the purpose of looking for the "assistant script supervisor", so he said:

"Ms. Hera, I want to watch the movie 'Silver Bottle'. Can you please extend my stay in the movie?" As he spoke, Gilan picked up the plate of candied haws in one hand and held the bag of gold coins in the other.

"This is the thank you gift I prepared for you."

"Bribe me?" Hera said coldly. "You are breaking the rules!"

"I gave up my body and my freedom at the request of the 'director', and became trapped in the film forever, trying to keep the film world running normally."

"The Kingdom Mark of the Kyuus will interfere with the film, and the mysterious power above level 4 is far more powerful than the Spirit Mystic, which is likely to destroy the structure of the film."

"Allowing the long-timer to stay in the film for a long time is absolutely not allowed!"

“…” Jilan was stunned.

Why is there something wrong with the script?

According to teacher Pala, "Assistant Script Supervisor" Hera Nibal should be easy to bribe, otherwise such a thing would not be a hidden rule to take advantage of others.

hum-

The next second, the siren behind Ms. Hera's head wailed, heralding the end of a movie that was playing.

He took the opportunity to look away, glanced at the screen in front of him, and said in a very low voice:
"This will never happen again..."

If it weren't for Gillan's keen hearing, he might not have been able to detect Ms. Hera's voice.

Suddenly, a ray of light burst out from Ms. Hera's face, shining through the curtain into reality and falling on the two things in Gilan's hands.

With a swish, Jilan suddenly felt his hands were empty.

The candied haws, the plate, and the bag of gold coins all disappeared.

Looking at the picture on the screen, Ms. Hera was sitting on the sofa with these two things in her hands.

He raised his hand and opened the cover "on top of his head", picked up a string of candied haws and threw it in, then turned the bag upside down, and glittering gold coins fell into it with a clinking sound.

On the instrument screen, Ms. Hera took a bite of the candied haws with an expressionless face, and then she sighed from the speaker behind her head:
"It's a nostalgic taste... But it would be better if you add some sesame seeds. Especially roasted white sesame seeds, sprinkle them before the syrup cools down."

"I see, Ms. Hera. I will sprinkle sesame seeds on it next time."

Gillan said respectfully.

Unexpectedly, Ms. Hera's face on the screen showed a cold expression, and she said righteously:

"no next time!"

As he spoke, he threw another string of candied haws into the "head".

"Bribery is a bad habit. The rules are broken by people like you!"

Gilan noticed that Ms. Hera, who was sitting on the sofa, changed her sitting posture. She was no longer dignified, but crossed her legs and her plush slippers were dangling.

He complained in his heart, but remained calm on the surface, saying:

"I am ashamed, Lady Hera."

"Okay, I'm busy, don't bother me."

The lady waved her hand impatiently.

The next second, the screen flashed and went completely black.

Jilan was silent for a few seconds, then suddenly chuckled.

For some reason, he felt that the apostle of the "director" was somewhat cute.

"Everything is ready, let's officially begin."

Gillan reinstalled the real film "Silver Bottle" and turned off the switch again.

Click.

The shuttle started to turn and the movie began to play.

Jilan summoned the little demon Weiwei, and then they looked at the curtain together.

In the center of the screen, a string of white subtitles appeared:

"Dawn AD, 1139."

"The Kingdom of Sakya, the capital of Andea."

Immediately, a bird's-eye view of a medieval city slowly appeared on the screen.

There are many stone and wooden buildings, local residents are walking in the streets, and there are many stalls on the roadside, selling fresh fruits and vegetables, meat, furs and even slaves.

Gilan noticed that the slaves were all men, stripped naked and tied by the neck, kneeling in wooden cages with numb faces.

The guards patrolling the streets and the pedestrians dressed in luxurious attire were mostly women.

"Yes, in history, the Kingdom of Sakya was a matriarchal society, and men had a very low status in this country..."

Gillan thought to herself.

He just felt his consciousness flicker and his eyelids blinked unconsciously.

When he opened his eyes again, he found that the environment around him had changed and he had entered a movie.

Jilan was standing on the side of the road, with people coming and going in front of him and the noisy sounds of the hustle and bustle filling his ears.

He looked down at his own attire, which was only a thin linen robe and a pair of wooden-soled straw sandals.

"It seems that he is a third-class civilian of the lowest status."

Ji Lan secretly thought.

'The purpose of this visit is to find Mrs. McCara Melasquez and learn mystical knowledge from her... Well, let's find a place to stay first so that we can gather intelligence.'

But before he had gone far, two sturdy women wearing leather vests and carrying short swords on their waists blocked his way.

Ji Lan frowned.

"Young man, come here."

One of the short-haired women grinned.

She raised her hand and grabbed Jilan's shoulder, and pointed behind her with her other hand, indicating:
"The noble lady has taken a liking to you."

Jilan looked up and saw a carriage parked not far away with a fat middle-aged woman sitting in it.

The woman was staring at him with wolf-like eyes and a malicious smile.

Jilan nodded and smiled shyly:

"Okay."

(End of this chapter)