As a screenwriter, I don't understand you very well

The door swung open.

It looks like a simple and simple gate, but inside it hides high-tech that makes countless people envious.

Qian Yuche pulled up the collar, coughed a few times, and walked into the door.

After he stepped into the room, the door behind him closed slowly.

As far as the eye could see, the house was deserted.

Dilapidated and dusty sofas, bleak chandeliers, peeling walls...how desolate it is.

"...You asked me to come, do you still have to hide it?" The young man smiled, with a hint of sarcasm in his tone.

"Of course not." Accompanied by a low-pitched male voice, as if by magic, the dilapidated scene in front of him quickly dissipated, revealing the real inside.

It's not that the decoration inside is so magnificent, but everything inside seems to be full of a sense of technology that is incompatible with this ancient-looking attic.

"Say it," the young man pulled out the chair freely, sat down, crossed his hands, his gray-blue eyes were deserted, "after all, any images here will not be circulated, and the netizens should cut it off directly." The contact here, so if you want to say something, just say it directly, don't waste my time."

The man pushed his glasses slowly, as if laughing: "I haven't seen you for so long, don't you want to catch up?"

Qian Yuche smiled, wrapped her right hand around the hair beside her ear, and said casually: "I think...you are the one who doesn't want to reminisce about the past, right?"

The grayish blue of the boy's pupils faded in an instant, turning into bright silver like a galaxy, and there were power ripples spreading around him that he couldn't see clearly.

So the furnishings in the house, from the dilapidated and desolate ones, to the luxurious and rich ones at the back, and now... finally revealed its true appearance.

—a barren nothingness.

The eyes are empty and pale.

"...This is the space you have worked so hard to create?" The young man stomped his feet as if it was very strange, and recalled the various materials and instruments that the person in front of him had collected over the years, as well as the huge amount he had spent. Time and money, "it's eye-popping."

Yue Chengmu raised his eyebrows.

"Only you can say that."

This is an independent space.

As far as this place looks like a small attic, if Yue Chengmu doesn't want to, ordinary people can't see it.

Let alone come in.

(Of course, non-ordinary people say otherwise.)

Therefore, if there is any disaster or pursuit... the use of this independent space is unimaginably precious.

After all, even living things can be contained... Even time can be manipulated to a certain extent.

It can be said that this has already touched the existence of the law.

What's even more shocking is.

——This space is not a supernatural power.

It is constructed artificially, using scientific and technological means, studying the knowledge of spatial dimensions, etc.

in this era.

How terrifying.

That's why Yue Chengmu said that only the silver-haired boy would make such an evaluation of this space.

Qian Yuche let out a soft snort in a nasal voice.

Of course, he does not deny Tsukishiroki's talent and contribution as a scientist.

But this kind of achievement... If it is really possible to make it by only one person, it is really too advanced.

The world will not allow such people to exist.

So in fact, the reason why "Sunset" can come up with this relatively complete independent space today.

It also has much to do with his supernatural abilities.

Lovecraft is a member of another extremely terrifying power system hidden in this world.

However, most of the members of that power system are hundreds of millions of light-years away, and with the careful concealment of the world consciousness, it can always be said that all is well.

... And back then, Yue Chengmu was an extremely talented scientist who came into contact with this power by accident.

The one he came into contact with was the one who was never stingy with giving knowledge to his followers.

Of course, it was just a trace of that power remnant.

Ordinary people may not be able to bear it on the spot when they come into contact with it, and lose their sanity.

However, Yue Chengmu miraculously externalized that power, and then carefully explored the mystery of it bit by bit.

The remnants of that power gave him a new understanding of the dimension.

And inspiration, for a scientist like Yue Chengmu who was originally a young genius, is an important force to help him reach the sky in one step.

It also made him look unchanged for so many years.

There are also some weird effects...

After several years of research in Yuechengmu, due to one incident, his previous ideas were subverted, and he embarked on a new path since then.

——Later, he separated part of his power and merged with that baby who suddenly appeared...that is, the current Qian Yuche.

What happened after that is another long story.

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Back to the present.

"Then." Sunset pushed his glasses, and there was a hint of inexplicable darkness in his black pupils, "—please."

Over the years, he has also found some methods and made a little gadget to help him use the power in his body.

Although the process...sacrificed a lot of things, he finally achieved the result he wanted.

He never said that the live broadcast must always be closed.

Qian Yuche gritted his teeth.

Frankly speaking, neither he nor Yue Chengmu were actually combatants.

They are technicians! ! !

Getting to this point... is outrageous.

Qian Yuche closed those brilliant silver eyes.

According to the character of "Sunset", the live broadcast might happen.

But what he was going to do this time, Qian Yuche actually couldn't figure it out.

The silver-haired boy opened his eyes.

——But this is only a matter between him and the setting sun.

There is no need to explain many things, they have their own answers in their hearts.

It's just that if he won this battle, he has to explain it to Dazai and the others (.

"...Okay," the young man tilted his head and moved his body which had just been frozen by the cold outside, "Since this is your choice."

"It's not my choice."

This is fate's choice.

It's a shame we had to go this far.

"Then please."

[Hey, the side where the screen suddenly went black just now suddenly became OK again... Wait, wait, what happened just now? ? 】

[Is this some kind of weird set by mistake...?Who is that black haired one? 】

The silver-haired boy took a deep breath.

——This is the first time since that incident, and it may be the last time, he has used all his strength to stimulate the remaining strength in his body without any scruples.

The young man forcibly suppressed the sudden heaviness and discomfort, with a calm expression.

The pure white space is divided into two halves.

The young man soared into the air, his long silver hair floating without wind, shrouded in dazzling silver light.

The dark-haired man let out a low sigh.

Immediately, he also stood up in the air, circulating with evil and unknown black viscous power.

The boy's eyes containing Xinghe faced the abyss hidden in the man's black eyes.

One black and one white, two distinct forces confronting each other.

This is not so much a general, a contest between abilities.

more like—

——The duel of the gods.