"Well, that's right, that's what I said, right? You listen to me first, listen to me, first like this, then like this, then like this, and finally like this again, do you understand? Oops, why can't you understand?
, Isn’t this very simple, don’t you understand? It’s like this, then this, then this, and finally this, it’s very simple, do you understand? Yes, yes, you finally understand, that’s it.”
"Oh, can I still lie to you? We are good friends. No one can lie to you. Are you just imagining that there were many factors that caused it? Some are historical issues, some are objective environmental reasons, not ours.
There is a problem with the plan, but the tone is a bit mismatched and the conversion efficiency is a bit low, resulting in the final effect being a bit unsatisfactory. But this time I am very sure! A once-in-a-lifetime opportunity! If you miss this time, you will regret it for tens of thousands of years!"
"That's right, you are really discerning, go back and wait for the good news!"
The dramatic poet was chatting into the walkie-talkie as if there was no one around. Ash and Wei Xi tried their best to control their expressions - as demigods, their hearing is enough to cover all details within a fifty-meter radius if they are willing, so they can naturally hear it.
There was no sound coming from the intercom, it was just the drama poet dancing and talking to himself.
"Yeah, that's it, don't worry, it'll be absolutely fine. Let's hang out together when we have time in the future!"
The drama poet put away the walkie-talkie and said to them: "It has been agreed that you, the Doomsday Viewer, can participate in their trials. As long as their trials are completed, you can also complete the preparations before being promoted to the God Lord."
Wei Xi guessed that the drama poet probably used some kind of power to blend with Xu Jing, inducing Xu Jing to share the trials of the three of them on Ya Xiu. The walkie-talkie conversation was just a joke on him to play on Ya Xiu.
But Ya Xiu actually asked: "How do you persuade Xujing to allow me to participate in their trials?"
"It's very simple. The overall difficulty of the joint trial plan I proposed for four people is higher than that of their individual trials, although the difficulty is mainly concentrated on you." The drama poet said: "If you quantify the value, it is to trial the virtual realm alone.
It can only cause 10 points of damage to them each, totaling 30 points. However, if according to my plan, the virtual realm can cause a total of 40 points of damage to you, of which you are responsible for offsetting 25 points, and they each bear 5 points. And once you are hit
If they fail, they will naturally not be spared. Your probability of survival is lower than if you were to try it out alone. Of course, the virtual world will accept this plan. After all, its core appeal is to destroy thieves like you."
"Wait!" Wei Xi's eyes narrowed: "That's not what you said just now. What you said was that Yaxiu can participate in our trial and reduce the difficulty of our trial, instead of piling all the difficulty on Yaxiu.
, let alone entrusting the success or failure of our trial entirely to Ash, you lied to us!"
"Ah, didn't I say that?" The drama poet tilted his head, but when he saw that Ash and Wei Xi were not good at using their energy, he quickly raised his hands and said, "Wait, let me quibble - although it's big
Part of the difficulty will fall on the doomsday observer, but the premise is that the doomsday observer actively participates in your trials! In other words, as long as he does nothing, he will not encounter any trials!"
"Only if he takes the initiative to help you, he needs to offset 25 points of trial damage!"
"And I'm not saying that if the Doomsday Watcher loses, all of you will be wiped out. It's just that if he, as the core of the team, dies in the trial, I think you who have lost your loved ones may not be able to complete the trial alone. Okay, Ghost Prophet, you
Maybe it's an exception."
Ash glanced at Wei Xi and asked, "What will happen to them if I don't do anything?"
"If you don't help them, they will naturally carry out the trial on your behalf." The drama poet spread his hands and said: "This trial is time-limited. They will suffer 5 points of damage at the beginning, and the damage will slow down as time goes by.
It will slowly increase to 10 points, but if you continue to do nothing, your 10 points of damage will be shared among them."
"So I didn't cheat you. Instead, I took care of all your needs and gave you ample room for choice." "Anyone can protect their lover, and everyone can rely on their lover."
The drama poet smiled and said: "I guess, the final viewer, you must be very satisfied with this plan, right?"
Ash silent film
At this moment, he slowly stood up and looked up at the drizzle hitting the transparent awning. He suddenly asked: "Then what do you want?"
"Um?"
"You will appear in front of all the magicians who can be promoted to God Lord and help them choose the appropriate trial form. Why do you do this?" Ashus asked: "If you are the middleman between us and the virtual realm, then you
What difference are you making?"
The dramatic poet smiled slightly and stood up, spread out his hands, and spun around like a big prism. He took off his tall round hat and bowed respectfully in front of them: "I help you magicians, which is the difference I want to make."
"I am a drama director, a poet who writes lyrics, and a recorder of legendary epics. Nothing makes my heart surge more than the hymn of courage. And you, the magicians who are qualified to be promoted to God Lords, are undoubtedly the trendsetters of the times, with ambitions
, fantasy, perseverance, bloodiness, and persistence, you have gathered the most shining and dazzling qualities of human nature, no matter good or evil, heroes or villains, your choices will change the flow of the golden river, and the era will be more dazzling because of you!"
"But what is a pity is that when you are promoted to God Lord, you tend to curb your sharp edges, and the thrilling stories are followed by a long and boring "many years later.""
The dramatic poet shrugged: "Like the stars, the blood moon, Infinity, Senluo, omniscience, and fantasy, they have always been my best sources before I stepped into heaven. The stars steal the sky of hell and the blood moon kills through hell, Infinity
Forming an army of heroic spirits to fight in the north and south of hell, the enemies of Senluo and Quanzhi played tricks on the gods of hell, dreaming of opening the road to life and death with one punch and breaking through the door of right and wrong with their legs."
"As I recall a little bit, countless wonderful pictures flooded into my mind," he said with a longing look on his face, "You may think that you are already legendary enough, but the most glorious years of this group of God Lords are definitely not inferior to you."
"In the past, the Divine Lord was not only the end of the magicians, but also the ending of their stories. But now that the seventh level of the virtual realm has appeared, perhaps the four of them, Blood Moon, Omniscient, Infinite, and Gap, will continue to write their own epic."
"But before being promoted to the God Lord, the Void Realm trial is basically the last adventure that a magician has to experience. This kind of opportunity is too wasteful for the Void Realm to mess around, so I volunteered to take on the communication between you and the Void Realm.
Find the most suitable story chapter for you."
"When you stand on the stage, I have already been paid." The drama poet smiled: "Then I will sit in the audience and quietly enjoy the stories you perform."
"The trial has begun, and it's time for me to leave." He nodded slightly and waved goodbye, "Doomsday viewer, ghost prophet, we are destined-"
"etc."
Ash grabbed his wrist and said seriously: "You lied to us." The drama poet's expression remained unchanged: "How did I lie to you?"
"You just said you would help us lower the difficulty, but now it seems you just adjusted our trial format, and we didn't get a dime advantage!" Ashi patted Vichy's hand that was tugging at his clothes, fussing over it.
Said: "You can at least lower our overall difficulty a little!"
"Hey, brother, please understand me. If I tell Xujing to help you lower the difficulty, Xujing will be stupid and he will pay attention to me. Especially now that there are seven more layers, Xujing seems to have become a lot smarter.
You have learned to hold grudges. You still remember the last time I helped Utopia. How can I help you reduce the difficulty?" The drama poet explained with great earnestness.
"So you're going to trick us, a group of new magicians who have just entered the virtual realm?" Ash said seriously: "I want to record your behavior of tricking newcomers in my diary, and expose the ugly true face of the drama poet!"
"You don't even write a diary!" "I'll start writing it today!"
"But you are nothing but a cute new magician!" The drama poet couldn't stand it anymore: "You guys, a group of quasi-gods who have just defeated the seraphim and are about to enter heaven, do you have the nerve to pretend to be naive?"
"You just said that Sword Princess and I have only been in the virtual realm for more than a year?" Yaxiu argued forcefully: "Should you try to help us as much as possible because of the situation?"
"Where's she!" The dramatic poet pointed at Vichy: "The Ghost Prophet is not new!"
"I don't know what ghost prophet you are. This is my maid."
Ash took Vichy's hand and said, "She was born in the remote space last year. She is not even one year old yet. She is the most ignorant in our team. You should give us humane subsidies to take care of underage elves!"
The dramatic poet sprayed: "I want to dig out the people who have been killed by the Ghost Prophet from hell and let them listen to your bullshit. It will definitely make them angry!"
"Anyway, you have to give us some help," Ya Xiu looked at him and said sincerely, "If you still care about Angel Angel and the world she likes, then try to help us."
