Fortunately, I'm a Giant of Light

"Ok."

So Chunli threw the remote control aside, hurriedly followed the closed door and went downstairs.

As soon as the door was closed, the room was suddenly dark, only the fluorescent light of the TV was still playing.

No one saw the host on TV, picked up the next manuscript, and said with a look of horror:

"Now, we want to broadcast a news urgently! Unidentified creatures have appeared in Heguo, Heguo Edo, and they are wreaking havoc in Edo!"

This is a real-time report on the Edo incident by a TV station in a certain country a year ago.

But now, Edo is destroyed, and the real Godzilla has disappeared after being transformed into a mechanical Godzilla.

Chapter 21 "The King in Yellow"

Towards the evening, the plateau actually became foggy, so everything in the distance fell into mist, and it was impossible to see clearly.

The big theater is on the second floor, which can accommodate tens of thousands of people for public entertainment, while the small theater is on the first floor, which is used for occasional gatherings and entertainment, with a scale of hundreds of people.

"That's a real luxury." Especially in this day and age.

Zion was secretly surprised.

"No matter what era, as long as the human world still exists, some people's enjoyment is different from others."

Lizi said calmly.

She has seen a lot, but in the past, she just hoped that retribution would fall on some people.But retribution is always delayed.

After walking along the path to the entrance, it suddenly becomes clear, with brilliant lights and melodious music.

This is someone playing the piano in the waiting room. Now they are playing Exodus, and then they are playing Croatian Rhapsody, which has attracted many people's attention.

Everyone can see that the player's slender hands seem to have no bones, like broken limbs, softly turning and pressing on the black and white keyboard continuously, laying out a fascinating ballad.

Chunli walked behind Zion and Lizi. She was a little dazed, but after listening to the song, she was awakened by the first few notes of the Croatian Rhapsody.Chunli looked back unconsciously, but saw a few lines of writing scrawled crookedly under the nearest lamp at the entrance. The handwriting was difficult to read, but it was her mother tongue... Thinking about it carefully, she always felt like someone Written by relatives.

She took a closer look and saw that it read:

The Magic Theater starts at six o'clock tonight!

Ordinary people are not allowed to enter (this is a line of fine print)

——Designed for madmen——

Entrants should... give up everything.

The current time is more than five o'clock, and the performance time at six o'clock is the same as that announced by Ms. Yi.

But she blinked, and all this disappeared in the illusion again.And the way they came here was also deep in the darkness without light, only some stars were shining brightly, and they couldn't see where they came from.

While Zion and Lizi were looking forward, many people who traveled alone or in groups of two or three came in one after another. He even saw Charlie, the cosmic demon, standing with his bag and umbrella. Shaking his pale face before entering the arena, he seemed to be saying:

"All is well, hope all is well."

And the dinosaur Yi Wu went in without hesitation, like a moth to a flame.

Zion could clearly tell from their expressions that they were not the ones who came to the appointment.Lizi turned out to be the most relaxed.

Excited, uneasy, these...pretending to be human, powerful, unknown beings are in awe...awe of what is about to happen.On the contrary, mortals who cannot see know nothing.

At the entrance of the theater, a waiter was standing, distributing seat numbers here.

Zion is 13, Lizi is 15, and Chunli is 17.

"We want to sit in a row."

Lizi politely stated her request.

"Sorry ma'am, we only have odd seat numbers here."

The waiter bent down, bowed and apologized.

"Only singular."

"Here it is conjunctive, but only singular."

Lizi couldn't decide, so she looked at Zion, and Zion took the number plate calmly:

"can."

They walked in along the narrow passage, pushed aside the curtain and entered the theater.Suddenly the space was vast, the audience stage was divided into two floors, and the red curtain on the stage was closed.

Walking down a central alley, there are only odd-numbered seats here.

Zion wanted to count the positions...but something similar to the Devil's Book happened, he just couldn't count.

Wherever the focus of his eyes looked, other places seemed to fall into a blur of nothingness.

If you use Ott’s vision, try to see all directions and bring everything in the room into your eyes, but you can’t see it. It’s like a person who can see the front, but can’t see the back. You can only read slowly, but it’s impossible to see. Memorize a page of a book at a glance.

"It's useless."

Sitting next to them, across the aisle, a white man in seat 11 in the first row turned his head and said slowly to Zion.

"Hello, I'm a doctor named Ambrose Dexter, and I'm also on my way to Miss Yi's appointment to watch the drama "The King in Yellow."

Lizi remembered this man's name... This was Hussein's doctor.Seeing the strange situation, she silently asked Zion in telepathy.

"Let's just wait and see what happens. The aliens I can see can't beat me."

Zion said calmly.

Whether it is dinosaurs, cosmic demons, or other alien species that Zion can see, they are not his enemies, and they may not even be able to fight Godzilla head-on.

If they could really beat the family of atomic dinosaurs that ruled the surface during the Cretaceous period, they would not have to dodge the earth at all.If he survived long enough, he could at least be like... the invisible Miss Yi, a high-ranking human being, or a descendant who could directly build a city of his own and become the master of the surface.

"Sit down."

Zion walked forward naturally.

The only thing to be afraid of is the invisible Miss Yi.

And she was sitting on the first floor upstairs, full of laughter.When Zion looked back, the woman smiled at Zion, like the first sun on the top of the mountain at dawn, candles and snow peaks, beyond the imagination, as if the whole person was about to be illuminated!

Zion didn't dare to look any more, he quickly followed Lizi and Chunli to their positions.

And upstairs, there was a low-pitched laughter because of this behavior of fleeing.

Really... witch.

"This is the best banquet I have ever made. Please enjoy it a lot. Don't be afraid, don't be afraid."

Miss Yi upstairs whispered.

After the next seat, Zion looked around the audience, everyone was silent, and some people, like him, were observing their surroundings.There were still people coming in one after another, and the seats were not full, but the above had already said that it was time!

So the audience was solemn, and the subtle noises that had been there before disappeared.

And a fat man in his 50s wearing a white dress came to the stage, his name was Ho fong, and he stood in front of the blood-red curtain, his posture didn't look like a singer, but rather like a singer who was about to preside over the universe .

"Ladies and gentlemen, first of all, we would like to thank Ms. Yi for giving us this chance." He shook the fat on his face and said with a smile, "If it wasn't for Ms. Yi, our sect would be disbanded. "

He started uttering some strange words.

"Because our beautiful girls are still preparing in the audience, please allow me, viewers, listeners, readers, and critics, to say some anecdotes about "The King in Yellow" to delay the time."

There was a burst of laughter from the second floor, so the first floor also laughed along with it.

"The so-called "King in Yellow" has always been a big mystery in the drama world, and it is also the darling of countless literary historians. It was written in the romantic Gaul in 1895, but it was written by the government at that time. Naturally lost when it was banned. But fortunately, ten of his readers wrote ten short plays about "The King in Yellow", which contained clues to the whole story of "The King in Yellow"... For example, this one story--"

He gradually retreated to the far left of the red screen.

And with a beautiful song like a nightingale, the red curtain opened, and everyone could hear it clearly.

"It turns out that the drama has already begun."

In the classical era without microphones and speakers, if you want to pass the sound from the stage to the entire theater hall, you need to rely on the design of the acoustic system of the entire building. Under the resonance skills of the singer's voice, everyone can hear clearly.

It is undoubtedly an indescribable enjoyment.

And the beauty of the girl on stage is even more shocking.

"That's...Miss Yi praised Youjia's famous actress."

Her slender, fair feet were stretched out in sheer stockings with a kind of soft lust.She was wearing clothes from the last century, and she was sitting on the side of the lake, like a woman who was threatened by a man and was about to be hurt.When the wind from the water's edge came, the belt was loosened and the coat was blown open slightly, the corset and body contours were clearly visible.

Bright red lips parted slightly, looming behind a huge fan, singing loudly.

Although it is a team from China, the method of interpretation is a mixture of Chinese and Western.

When she reached the high note of E6, she looked sideways again and asked in a low voice:

"Have you ever read that story? The King in Yellow, people are crazy about it. People are debating whether or not there is a King in Yellow? They always do. Pharisees who have seen the play say yellow The king in clothes does not exist, but the Sadducees say that the king in yellow exists. I just think they are boring, so what if they exist or not? All promises in the 21st century, when the stars return to their positions, The era of contention will be over."

The pretty girl with downcast eyes should be the most brilliant painting in art appreciation.

"Who can pay more attention to me..."

With her lament, the red curtain gradually closed, and no one in the audience applauded.

And the man named He Fang took a few steps, so that the audience could see him clearly, so that he could see him laughing.

"In fact, some people have always said that it doesn't matter whether "The King in Yellow" exists or not. The important thing is that "The King in Yellow" is described as a magical drama. Whoever watches "The King in Yellow" will be able to Gain strength from..."

He spoke softly, and the red curtain was about to open again, and a second episode of history was staged.All the scenes changed in less than a sentence, and it became the Washington Square in New York at the beginning of the [-]th century, full of cafes and restaurants that entertained foreigners.

People off the stage can even smell the smell of meat and wine from the stage, as well as the cheap perfume smeared on the turbid woman, and the stinky sweat of the man after being toiled.

Soon, stage lights were shining on a man in a small shop asking if anyone had read The King in Yellow?Want to read The King in Yellow?

"Is this true, or is it false..."

Zion, Lizi and Chunli sitting in the first row always felt that all this was happening right before their eyes.I seem to be looking at what is happening in the real world from the perspective of a god.

The smells are real, the colors are real, and the sets are, of course, real.

Chunli touched her bag, suddenly remembered something, and dared not say anything, so she sent a few messages to Lizi with her mobile phone:

"I left my car keys in the room, I'm sorry, I'm going to get them."

"How did you fall down?"

Lizi discussed with Chunli at noon to drive away at any time, and asked Chunli to bring the car keys.