I created countless illusions

Chapter 1 The world of practice with unique resources

On the barren land, a dilapidated road stretched straight to the horizon. Amidst the roar of the restless engine, a man in a dark red windbreaker rode a monster-like locomotive whizzing past.

The man's facial lines are very tough, with a shallow scar on the right forehead, deep eyes, high nose bridge, some dry and cracked lips, and rough and dark skin, but this does not affect the hormonal shock he brings to the whole .

Swish!
A torn newspaper full of English letters was crushed by rolling wheels.

The tattered light board in the distance also suddenly collapsed at this time.

Suddenly, a large group of zombies running as fast as wolves rushed out from the other side of the barren slope.

The man's locomotive slammed into four or five zombies, but the speed slowed down.

Braking to a stop, the man quickly pulled out the machete from his waist, and slashed left and right, splashing blood everywhere.

His fierce face was full of bravery.

Immediately, another seven or eight zombies fell under the man's knife.

Suddenly, a zombie with more developed muscles suddenly accelerated, broke through the defensive circle of the man's knife, and bit the man's arm fiercely.

The man groaned in pain, then turned his waist, and threw the zombie out heavily, followed by chopping off the knife vigorously.

click!
"Stage manager! Stage manager! Come here! Come here quickly! What kind of actor are you looking for? Just a special contract? Such a simple scene is still NG? Waste of time, waste of energy, change! Change! Change! "Behind a group of hidden sand dunes, sparkling light suddenly appeared, and the entire crew that had been hidden appeared one after another like an illusion.

Cameramen, lighting, props, live radio, onlookers, and crew members were all scattered around. Facing the furious director, they didn't dare to say more.

The middle-aged director with a protruding belly put down the adjustment cane in his hand, and picked out the spirit stone inlaid on the cane to avoid the loss of weak spiritual energy.

As the adjustment cane lost its function, the surrounding deserts and roads all changed, turning into a secluded but not desolate path. In the distance, towering ancient buildings and a giant garden city hovering in mid-air could still be seen. What comes out is a weird style of painting that is simple, modern, sci-fi, and primitive.

Yang Shou, that is, the special actor wearing a dark red windbreaker, was supported by a seemingly honest group performer, met the strange eyes around him, and silently walked out of the filming range of the crew.

If you didn't complete the filming task, you would naturally not get paid, and the five wisps of spiritual bubble soup.

Losing the role, if this movie is eligible to be shown in the global chain of theaters in the future, Yang Shou will lose the role based on the role and substitute into the illusion, which can be described as a blood loss.

"Damn it, Brother Beast! This crew is playing with us, and they don't take the lives of our extras seriously!"

"Spend a little bit of spiritual energy to generate virtual beasts. They actually used zombies caught in the wild as props, and they want you to act in a scene where you are bitten by zombies all over your body. This is not filming, this is fatal. Let's report them to the trade union." The group performer who supported Yang Shou said indignantly, although he spoke very hard, his voice was very low.Only Yang Shou could hear it.

Yang Shou massaged the wounds on his arms and shoulders with rough 'hydrotherapy techniques', expending not much mana to force out most of the toxin with difficulty.

The originally dark and blue complexion also became a little softer.

"At first I thought this was an opportunity, but I was overthinking it. I am not the only one who wants this opportunity." Yang Shou said sharply.

The group performers who supported Yang Shou were taken aback for a moment, then looked at the poisonous blood coming out of Yang Shou's wound, and immediately understood.

Using wild zombies and ferocious beasts as special "props" for the crew is almost the practice of all third-rate crews to save costs.

Reporting to the trade union is a matter of keeping a written document, and there will be basically no actual investigation.

How much is human life?Can it be compared to spiritual energy?
In the era of great practice, everything has to make way for more resources for practice.

Even so, none of the crew will deliberately make things difficult for the group to create difficulties for filming.

Therefore, the zombies and ferocious beasts that are generally used as special props are often those that look fierce, but are actually harmless.

And the zombies that bit Yang Shou were clearly poisonous corpses. If Yang Shou allowed those zombies to bite on his body, he would not only suffer some physical pain, but might really die.

This is someone deliberately messing with Yang Shou.

The reason is just like what Yang Shou said, he was staring at his character.

Even if the role he plays is just a small character who dies when he appears on the stage, it is still a clue character that leads to the follow-up story after all, and it still has certain development value.

There are intangible benefits that may exist behind it, which makes people fearful.

"Brother Beast! I guess Haozi and his gang did this."

"But Brother Beast! Haozi is now at the seventh stage of Gui, so we can't afford to offend him, or we'll bear with it for now?" The group performer whispered to Yang Shou.

Then he turned up the volume again: "Brother Beast! Although the play is gone, I agreed in the morning to take my brothers to Dazhi Street in the evening...do you see it?"

Yang Shou paused for a while, then squeezed the hidden pocket at the corner of his clothes, and then said: "As usual, but you are not allowed to stay overnight, so as not to affect everyone's practice."

The expressions on the faces of the group performers immediately came to life, changing from the original formulaic face to a flattering one.

"Brother Shou is open, don't worry, Brother Shou, Haozi and the others are not authentic, although we can't do anything, but if this news gets out, they will also be spurned by their peers, and they won't be happy for a few days."

After finishing speaking, the group performer let go of the hand that was holding Yang Shou tightly, and rushed over to a group of colleagues who were eagerly looking at him, loudly telling the 'good news'.

Yang Shou secretly sighed.

The role is gone, but the expenses for 'celebration' promised in advance can't be saved.

He still wants to hang out in this film and television city.

Some people, it is difficult to count on their help to get things done, but it is very easy for them to think bad things sincerely.

Being at the bottom, what you see around you is inevitably the same.

Rolling in the mire and chaos like this, maybe until one day, like the grassroots swordsman 'Pei Qing' and the inspirational fairy 'Wang Liying', with a small role, they will achieve great fortune in the illusion generated by the movie.

Since then, he has soared into the sky and is no longer a mortal.

Of course, the greater possibility is to spend one's vigor in the turbulent crews of one after another, and to spend one's energy in one after another tea room on Dazhi Street.

In the end, he was old and weak, so he could only go back to his hometown to run a small business, completely gave up his practice, and forgot about his dream in the clouds.

"The aura is like a tide, turbulent and turbulent, fierce and unparalleled, but it is so unfair."

"Why only well-known stories can form a fantasy world that gathers spiritual energy, spiritual materials, and spiritual treasures, and film and television dramas are the best carrier to express and spread stories, and at the same time develop and utilize fantasy resources."

"It is difficult for ordinary people to find a small role in the crew. However, those who come from noble backgrounds are obsessed with spiritual energy, and they also want to build a crew around themselves, not for spiritual energy or spiritual materials, just to obtain exclusive titles. "Thinking of Yang Shou here, he didn't complain, but planned to go to Dazhi Street to explore the way first, and ask a girl who practiced water spells for help, and do a water bed treatment to get rid of all the residual poison in his body.

"Damn it, I don't believe it anymore. As a time traveler, I can still play tricks all the time?"

"If it weren't for writing novels, which is a form of story dissemination, which is strictly controlled and prohibited, there are so many classic novels in the previous life. I just 'referenced' a few of them, and they would have become popular long ago." Taking the public shuttle No. 3 , Arriving at No.17 Dazhi Street in Huayuan City [-] minutes later, Yang Shou walked into the familiar Jiarou tea room arrogantly to clean up the remaining poison.

An hour later, the remaining poison was gone, and Yang Shou walked out energetically, a hero again.

He took out his mobile phone, edited a message and sent it according to the conceived content after using the sage's time to calm his mind, waiting for a reply.

Among the millions of group performers in the film and television city, Yang Shou can stand out and become a special actor at a higher level. Of course, he is not without background.

Whether it was Haozi's dirty tricks, Yang Shou would not listen to one side's words.

Who is behind this, he has to know.

Then how to fight back depends on Yang Shou's means and ability.

In the same city, some people see the peaceful years, while others see the treacherous rivers and lakes.

In the world of fame and fortune, intrigue is inevitable.

No. 27 Wasteland Fengcheng District, Yang Shou's rented house is here.

As we all know, the entire huge Hengzhou Film and Television City has hundreds of different areas, large and small.

Among these different areas, the waste land style area is the least pleasing.

Not only can you often hear the sound of spiritual energy explosions and howling beasts at night, but the living environment is also very simple and rough, with air leaks on the walls and sewage flowing from the water pipes. These are all normal decorations. The trouble is that there are frequent power cuts and There are some production crews who spend aura and use illusion to create doomsday catastrophe.

People who live here experience the 'end of the world' almost every few days, which seriously affects the mood of living, and those who are not firm enough in Taoism, it is hard not to have a nervous breakdown in such an environment for a long time.

The only good thing is that the rent is cheap.

Counting the 35-square-meter common pool and deducting the [-]-square-meter common pool for a one-bedroom apartment, the monthly rent only needs three wisps of spiritual energy.

It is located at the bottom of the rental price in the entire film and television city.

Compared with those lofty and fairy-like Immortal Emperor Cities, this price is very close to the people.

It is said that the price per square meter of Immortal Emperor City is as high as millions of wisps of spiritual energy, and there is no market for the price.

As for renting?

There is no rental business in Xiandi City.

If you can afford it, you don't need to rent it, if you need it...you can't afford it.

Holding a bottle of black flower beer, Yang Shou lay lazily on the dilapidated single sofa, stepping on the ruined wall with his legs, looking at the slowly setting sun in the distance.

The sky not far away suddenly turned red.

Moments later, a huge fireball fell towards the entire city.

Then there was a huge whistling wind and the spread of light waves.

"Seventh time this month!"

"The title of the savior is so fragrant?"

"Is it necessary to come here every three to five times?" Yang Shou rubbed his eyes that were about to be blinded, hoping that this time the crew would have a conscience and arrange for people to come to deliver comfort items.

In the era of great practice, aura is born in the illusion, and only those who have a "role identity" can safely enter the illusion and travel in the illusion.

If people without identity forcefully enter the illusion, they will be targeted maliciously by the entire illusion.

It is a bit exaggerated to say that the survival rate is one in ten thousand.

However, out of thousands of 'forced intruders', if one lucky person survives and walks out of the illusion, then the illusion is considered to be of low grade and the risk factor is not high.

And those who enter the illusion, after getting out of the illusion, in addition to receiving regular rewards such as spiritual energy, spiritual materials, spiritual treasures, exercises, spells, supernatural powers, etc., there is also a very small probability of getting a special title.

These titles will have various magical effects and bonuses.

Some titles are more common and have a higher rate of acquisition.

And some titles are very rare, and the rate of obtaining them is extremely low.

Among them, the exclusive title is the most rare.

People with exclusive titles are often bigwigs or world-renowned upstarts, the elite of the elite.

(End of this chapter)