Immersive Script Experience Master

"Are you going to betray me too?"

The man raised his head abruptly, staring at the monarch with red eyeballs.

Of course he didn't have the guts.

Kamiya Naruichi, who had a hard time finding the berries and collected them, thought so.

His vision now is fantastic, partly as Carter huddled in the bushes, partly as... er, a big mosaic.

Shen Guming didn't want to pay more attention to the internal affairs of the blood clan. Isn't he a traitor, isn't he just secretly poking at the co-protagonist to kill him, it's just basic.

In terms of setting, the bloodline monarch has the blood of the ancestors, and being able to become a king is also related to the power of the bloodline that is absolutely suppressed. Other bloodlines cannot resist his orders.

Based on the level of the protagonist, if no one in the enemy camp turns against him, how could he possibly defeat the blood monarch.

The red and black battles are balanced.

Carter, a human being, is really weak, but Naruichi Kamiya insisted on not calling it a day until the sun went down.

When the protagonist was young, his parents were taken away by the blood clan. He was very unpopular in the village, and it was common for him to be bullied by the children in the village.

Those grown-ups, on the surface, were kind and amiable to him, but they would put words like monsters on him behind their backs.

He refused to assign work to the protagonist, so that the protagonist had to dig grass on the ground to eat when he was about to starve to death. It was the same way, only then did he discover the place where the berries grew, and barely survived.

The protagonist who has such an experience is very defensive. If he wants to gain the trust of the protagonist, he can only exchange his sincerity for his sincerity.

The truth is this, Kamiya Mingyi suspects that he has no sincerity now, but it is always right to be good to the protagonist.

And this protagonist really looks exactly like Zhong Yuanzhong, after all, he is a paper man he loved, and this face alone is enough to make Shen Guming soften his heart.

When there was only a ray of light left in the sky, Kamiya Mingichi finally carried a basket of berries back to the very humble little house where he lived with the protagonist, out of breath.

The whole house was quiet, there was no sound, and it was dark in the house.

Shen Guming stood at the door and didn't go in.

Not right.

He thought back to the plot where the protagonist went to the town.

Met the duke's son and ruined the duke's son's plan. The duke's son pretended to be friends with the protagonist, tricked the protagonist to go with him to the imperial capital of Eternal Night City, and finally sent the protagonist back to the village by himself.

Kamiya Mingyi glanced at the sky again.

It stands to reason that the protagonist should come back by now.

Unless the protagonist's plot in the town changed, it caused the protagonist to fail to come back on time.

But what could happen?

As the author of the script, couldn't he completely control the development of the script?Could it be that different events will develop depending on the details?

Shen Guming tightened his hands, a berry burst in his hand, and the juice splashed on his body, but he had no time to care about it.

Wow - he thought with sparkling eyes: Isn't this exciting.

He put the basket of berries on the spot, turned and ran out without hesitation.

In the evening, the gate of the village became lively.

Several carriages were parked neatly side by side, with barrels of red wine on them.

A man in a black cloak and hood, completely concealed, directed the movement of the goods, and the strong men of the village were in charge of carrying the wine barrels to the wagons.

Shen Guming stood in a blind spot of sight, quietly watching the people passing by, as long as he took a step back into the darkness behind him, his figure would completely blend into the darkness.

"The goods have been counted, we can go." The people in the village smiled obsequiously at the black cloak.

There were about ten of them, the first one was a carriage with a completely different style of painting, and the black cloak was sitting there.

The driver of the last car was about to catch up with the car in front when a gust of wind blew by.

He raised his hand to block it, and looked around vigilantly, but found nothing.

"I should be overthinking." The coachman rubbed his eyes vigorously and came up with this answer.

The convoy galloped rapidly at night, and the hooves of the horses hit the ground. Suddenly, the coachman felt a chill in his throat, and the scalp-numbing fear struck him like being stared at by a ferocious beast.

"What are you afraid of?"

The soft voice was like a lover's murmur, and a burst of coolness made the driver's hand holding the rein tightly tightened, almost reining in the horse.

The reason why it was said to be near miss was because a cold hand held down his hand before he almost lost control of the carriage.

He didn't even know if it was a hand, because he just felt a chill through the skin and into the bone.

"you you......"

"Shh, you didn't see anything," the existence behind him sat beside him, "Don't be afraid, I'm just hitchhiking."

"Ah." The coachman opened his mouth and only uttered one syllable. His neck was stiff, and he firmly controlled himself not to look around. Subconsciously, it must be something very scary.

He couldn't tell what it was like, he just felt that there was a monster hiding in the darkness, staring at him ready to move.

In an instant, many strange-shaped things popped up in his mind. They were terrifying existences that he had never seen before and he had to be in awe of.

Shen Guming didn't know what the coachman was thinking, originally he was going to hide in the gap between the wine barrels, but he couldn't hold back, he could squeeze in with his thin body, but he was panicking.

It's a great place to be right now.

He leisurely admired the beautiful scenery under the moon and enjoyed the oncoming wind, completely oblivious to the fact that the people around him were so stiff that they were about to become puppets.

The town was far from the village, but the carriage took more than three hours. When Shen Guming was falling asleep, the neighing of the horse instantly revived him.

Arrived.

The two brothers patted the coachman on the shoulder, "Thank you, I'll treat you to dinner when I'm free."

After a gust of wind, the coachman turned his head like a clock that had run out of lubrication, staring straight at his side.

"Hey, what are you doing in a daze, unloading."

Only then did the driver gradually return to normal, a strange look flashed across his eyes, another driver who came to remind him rubbed his eyes, the other driver lowered his head, still as cowardly as usual.

She curled her lips in disdain, "Don't dawdle, be careful that the adults will take you away as a midnight snack."

"Well, do it now."

The coachman began to work in silence,

......

Shen Gu Mingyi didn't alarm anyone, slipped out of the carriage, stood in front of a wall, lost in thought.

To investigate the missing protagonist, the first choice must be to visit the Duke's son, after all, the Duke's son is a real villain.

So here comes the question, can he really sneak into the blood mansion with his Zhan Wuzha body?

While thinking about how to climb over this wall, a burst of light footsteps gradually approached.

As soon as Shen Guming leaned towards the angle formed by the wall, two blood races appeared in his vision.

"My lord really wants to deal with that person right here?"

"It's just a human being, he can deal with it as he wants, we might as well think about ourselves, the news from Night City has confirmed that the one is awake, if something goes wrong when we go back this time, we will be in big trouble... "

The voices of the two blood races gradually faded away, and Shen Guming pondered over the information revealed in their conversation.

The human being to be dealt with is probably the protagonist.

As for Nightside?This is not important, it is impossible for the Duke's faction to betray him, right? Everyone is a villain, the one who has been blackened to the bottom, and his betrayal cannot be cleared.

In the end, Kamiya Mingichi managed to climb over the wall, and finally sneaked into the mansion.

The sense of hearing and smell of the blood race is very sensitive, and the physical fitness is not known to be better than that of human beings. Along the way, Shengu Mingyi tried to avoid all the blood races.

It's really not easy to find out where the protagonist is being held in such a large mansion, but Mingichi Kamiya still guessed the general direction, after all, he created the character of the Duke's son.

Although high-level vampires are not harmed by sunlight, they still hate sunlight.

The Duke's son is still wearing a gentle mask. It's alright for the people in the mansion to know about it. He absolutely doesn't want the story of the protagonist to spread, but he will never let the protagonist go, and he will definitely handle it himself.

Then the place where the protagonist is held is locked in a remote place that is not too remote, and it is underground.

As Kamiya Naruichi speculated, when he managed to reach the place where the protagonist was locked up, he found that there were too many vampires there, so many that once Kamiya Naruichi appeared, he would definitely be discovered.

There was a banquet.

It would definitely not work to get in front of him, Shen Guming stayed motionless in the dark, let his eyes disperse, and only paid vain attention to that side from the corner of his eye.

Although it was a bit difficult, it was not completely impossible. He quickly passed a few places. If it was there, maybe...

Shen Guming paused, and suddenly sighed helplessly.

"Ah, it was discovered."

A figure stood behind Kamiya Mingichi at some point, and said lightly, "A little bug got in."

Shen Guming muttered and raised his hands: "You said it was a bug..." He turned around and said, "I thought I was very careful, how did you find out?"

"Your smell is too obvious. There are blood races here. From the moment you entered here, they all found you."

"It turns out that I underestimated the hunter's desire for prey."

There are no such details in Mingichi Kamiya's script, and they are automatically completed in the dream.

It seems that he still lacks a lot.

Originally planning to deal with the blood clan of Kamiya Mingichi now, they stopped when they saw the clothes on Kamiya Mingichi's body.

He sneered: "Are you here to rescue your companions? Just right, I can send you to be companions."

......

The wrist hurt like it was about to break.

Sweat damp hair.

Nakahara Chuya's hands were hoisted by iron chains, his body was suspended in the air, and the weight of his body was on his wrists.

His body was also full of traces of torture.

The blood loss made his body colder and colder. However, there are still hungry beasts watching outside.

He hadn't been in this embarrassment for many years, and the scene of being stabbed by Shirase flashed in his memory.

If the person who set up this trap was killed here, he might really die here.

"hateful......"

An angry voice escaped from his lips.

Such a small injury was nothing compared to the torture methods used by the port mafia, but he couldn't break free at all.

The only thing that Zhongyuanzhong also found in the town could be a breakthrough point was the son of the duke who was incompatible with the whole town, so he followed, but found a small shriveled corpse in an alley, the son of the duke just Not long after leaving.

The No.2 victim was rescued by him. The Duke's son slowly wiped the blood from his lips with a handkerchief, let go, looked at the handkerchief falling on the ground with regret, and then smiled gently at Zhong Yuanzhong, He didn't even look at the corpse that was brought by Zhongyuan Zhongye.

In the eyes of this man, the corpse was not even worth a handkerchief.

The anger burned uncontrollably, and Zhongyuan Zhong also punched up.

Caught off guard, the Duke's son actually let him hit him.He was hit by a lowly human being, which made the Duke's son very angry.

The Central Plains was also besieged by the blood clan.

There are too many enemies, but now he has no way to use filth. Only relying on physical skills, he has no chance of winning against the vampires who have various abilities and can recover quickly even if they are injured.

What's more, his current body can't keep up with consciousness at all.

It is already the best result to be able to send the No.2 victim out safely.

The raging fire burning in front of his eyes, and the laughter of the blood clan rang in his ears like a nightmare. In the dark and damp dungeon, Zhong Yuanzhong also felt his chest was burning, and he breathed out with difficulty from his lungs, as if he was about to bring blood .

No.

Zhong Yuanzhong also barely kept himself awake.

If the bleeding continues, the group of beasts can't bear it anymore, he can't die yet, he can't die here.

The sound of the chains colliding came, and Zhongyuan Zhong also thought that those beasts were going to do something again, so he didn't intend to pay attention to them.

The dungeon door was thrown open, thumping—

A person was roughly pushed in and hit the ground.

Zhongyuan Zhong also frowned and raised his head, meeting a pair of beautiful eyes.

The boy lay on the ground, raised his head hard, and looked at him with an ugly expression as if he was about to cry.