Immersive Script Experience Master

In Xia Youjie's eyes these years, the people of the Panxing Sect have become less and less existential. They are like a group of robots that have already been programmed, and they will never refute him. The command.

He would not specifically say anything to the Panxing Sect members, but he would not shy away from them either.

After knowing that Xia Youjie was going to launch the Hundred Ghosts Night Walk, the Future Agency held an urgent meeting.

"Hyakki Yakō? Is it the Hyakki Yakō from the Heian era?"

This has touched their blind spot of knowledge, can conjurers also control monsters?The style of painting is different, isn't it?

The ministers also know nothing about the magic world, but according to the literal meaning, Xia Youjie, the nominal boss, is going to make a big deal.

It is the tradition of the future agency to ask the doctor in case of indecision.

The doctor guides the way - this saying is not for nothing.

Uncle Ming was in charge of this matter. He knew a little more about the magic world than the future agency. Uncle Ming who received the news knew more or less what the Night Walk of the Hundred Ghosts was, and his heart sank.

The person on the other end of the phone was also confused, "Hundred Ghosts at Night, probably means to replace the monsters in the story with curses. I remember... release curses across the country to slaughter non-magic masters?"

"I see."

This is similar to Uncle Ming's guess, because Ming Yi is currently working at the Conjuration College, and I heard that Xia Youjie went there directly to declare war, so it is not surprising that Ming Yi knows more details about Uncle Ming.

It’s quite magical. Ming Yi is obviously a high-level executive of the future organization. He always thought that the future organization and the magic world were enemies. Anyway, he was not the same way. As a result, all the high-level executives of his own team went to the enemy’s house to become teachers. Magician They are too lax.

"The last one who wanted to get rid of ordinary people didn't even have ashes left." The person on the phone complained.

"An unjust war must be defeated." Uncle Ming couldn't agree more.

"Ming Yi, if it was you, how would you stop Xia Youjie?"

The voice on the phone disappeared, but Uncle Ming could still hear his shallow breathing.

After a long time, he heard a distorted voice on the phone saying slowly: "Don't stop it."

Uncle Ming opened his eyes wide in astonishment.

This is not like what Mingyi can say, he thought Mingyi must be the type who would desperately stop it.

"Even if he doesn't stop him, it's hard to succeed. Isn't the big fanfare saying 'come and stop me'? If he really wants to eliminate the non-magician, just release the curse. We don't have time to stop it, so In other words, his purpose is not to eliminate all non-magicians, at least not this time."

"With his current strength, it is still too difficult to be an enemy of all human beings, even if he is the most powerful curse master."

When the entire magic world was in chaos, there was a person who said such words in a calm voice.

"Ming Yi, if you were Xia Youjie, what would you do?" The mission of the future agency was over, and Uncle Ming asked this question out of curiosity.

"Me? Build a world with only conjurers?" The person on the phone burst out laughing, "I will not do such a laborious and thankless thing. Conjurers are extraordinary human beings, and only conjurers can do it." Most people would be reluctant to give up such a status that naturally occupies a high position, and I am no exception."

That is to say, but Uncle Ming has been with him for so long, and he has never seen that he has any obsession with power. Even now, he can only ignore it.

"If it must be done, it is easier to turn everyone into a magician than to eliminate non-magicians."

"Is this... simple?" Uncle Ming asked hesitantly.

You know, whether you have the power of mantra is innate. No matter how hard you try, a person without mana power will not become a person with mana power. Even the level of talent is determined from birth. The reality is so cruel, otherwise there would not be a trading street, and there would be no Yusanjia who respected the blood to the extreme.

"Well, let's put it this way, whether it's a magician or a curse spirit, they all come from the concept of curse, but curse itself is a very broad collection of concepts. In theory, there is no upper limit to the power of curse, for example... ...I curse everyone in this world to become sorcerers, this feeling."

"That's what it says..."

"No one has practiced it yet, so it's just an idea, but if someone did it, we can't stand here and talk properly, can't we? Besides, how do you know that thousands of years ago, someone used a curse to force What about the majority of people who become ordinary people without magic power?"

Uncle Ming fell into deep thought. It is true that this possibility may not be completely impossible, but he never thought that the curse would have such a powerful power.

"If someone really did this, wouldn't it be a god?" He said with awe.

When reporting to the future agency, he also mentioned the conversation between him and Mingyi about the curse to the person in charge of the docking with him. The original intention was to lament the power of the curse with the other party, but the other party was stunned. Soon he showed a crazy expression of crying and laughing, and ran away without any time to care about Uncle Ming.

Uncle Ming, who was left standing there, rubbed his arms. There are so many people in the future agency, it is really not normal.

The future agency held a meeting again. The meeting was held for several days in a row, and it was held more frequently than the conjuration college. , all rushed back to the meeting.

"It's about the future of mankind."

Whether you come back or not, you can figure it out.

What can Makoto Naegi do, he can only find an opportunity to get rid of his classmates and come back to the meeting.

Hope's Peak High School, as a school affiliated to the Future Agency, has gradually separated from the name of the Future Bio Company in the past two years and has become an independent school in the eyes of others.

Under Hope Peak's safety, many forces gradually relaxed their guard against the school, so the future organization can deploy a large number of students to assist the future organization's plan.

When the future agency was planning in full swing, Mingichi Kamiya was worrying about the script of the Taiga drama that he handed in earlier.

The TV station originally offered a high price to change the gender of the counselor, and the counselor himself had no objection, but the father of the funder, who would buy his scripts every time before, was not happy. People from the TV station came to negotiate, to the effect that they paid three times as much as the TV station paid. Anyway, the gender of the counselor cannot be changed.

I don't know the background of the other party. In short, the TV station is scared, so they can only send someone to communicate with him, hoping that he can intercede with the big shot and agree to change gender.

Kamiya Mingyi felt that it was useless, although he had never been in contact with it, but judging from some rumors about the style, this boss is not someone who will easily change his mind.

The person sent by the TV station blinked at him ambiguously, and said with a flattering smile: "Others will definitely not listen to that, but if it's Mr. Shengu, it's absolutely fine! Why don't you... Cough, are you kidding me?"

Shen Guming stared at him with fishy eyes, feeling that the people in the TV station had lost their minds.

"Otherwise, look at this situation, we will not dare to ask you to cooperate with the script again." The other party said half-threateningly.

Considering that this is Master Dongtang's contacts, Shen Guming didn't want to make the other party face too much, so he reluctantly agreed to call the big guy and try to persuade him if he could.

So, what's so controversial about the gender of a counselor?

In the evening, Shen Guming dialed the phone number that the big boss sent along with his bank card when he bought his script for the first time. After waiting for a long time, no one answered, and Shen Guming hung up the phone with peace of mind.

He can't be blamed for that.

He was sleeping soundly in the middle of the night, when the phone rang, he fumbled and hung up the phone, and it rang again a few minutes later.

The other party was on the phone persistently, as if he would never give up if he didn't answer.

Shen Guming put the phone to his ear in a daze, and after answering the phone, the other party stopped talking, only vaguely heard a messy sound like wind.

"Don't call me again."

As he said that, he was about to hang up the phone, but he heard the person on the other side choke out: "Didn't you call me first!"

Hearing these words, Kamiya Mingichi's sleepiness disappeared instantly.

He sat up abruptly, holding the phone, not knowing how to speak for a while.