Please ask the dream.

Chapter 333 Accidentally Learning Too Much

It was not known whether it was because the ritual structure could even affect the dream, or because the teachers themselves were high enough, or it was simply the placebo effect produced by Feng Xue's own psychology. As he began to participate in the Green Troupe's assassination of the high-level members of the Church of Eden, his progress in learning became more and more rapid.

In addition to the puppetry, symphony, dance and stage performance he had originally studied, he even had enough time to start learning the creation and writing of stage plays with the troupe leader.

Not only that, he even had the time to discuss disguises with Shadow, swordsmanship with Wu Xing, and projection architecture with Siren...

He even learned how to make wine from the group leader.

It is worth mentioning that winemaking is what the team leader is really good at. According to the team leader, this is a skill that every Ilvian must learn. It was also after that that Feng Xue tasted the real "Chiron".

According to the team leader, the word Chiron is actually the name of the grape vine that is loved by the god of wine in legend. The Ilvians use architectural techniques to influence the growing environment of grapes, control fermentation variables, and keep the distillation accuracy within a strict range, and then brew it into wine, which is the so-called Chiron.

The so-called Chiron now is nothing more than an inferior product made by the bandits who occupied the winery after the destruction of Ilvia.

But what’s interesting is that although the team leader hates the so-called “Chiron Winery”, he praises Chiron 13 highly.

According to him, it was in a natural environment, and due to various coincidences, it just happened to meet the various parameters required for the real Chiron, and it was a miraculous wine given by God.

Feng Xue didn't care about the God-given wine or anything like that. He just felt that the wine brewed by the captain was indeed better than the Chiron 13 given by Goldfinger.

It’s a pity that after leaving and entering the strange dream world, the content that is not related to learning will be faded by the dream, and I don’t know how much memory about alcohol will be left.

……

Feng Xue spent twenty-five years in the dream world, living a fulfilling life of studying, singing and brewing wine. Except for the time when he went out to collect materials every six months under the help of Mr. Shadow and his new generation friends, everything seemed very peaceful.

But Feng Xue knew very well that the time for him to leave was not far away.

It's not that Shinra has launched some kind of cleanup project, but...

It is now the 463rd year in the new calendar.

The news of Qingyun Baihong's second assassination attempt on Commander Hongying has spread all over the world. If this dream that he accidentally entered did not have the function of predicting the future, then his dream should be over in two years at most.

However, the moment this thought came to his mind, the whole world suddenly became distorted.

The original troupe became a grand stage, and he was just an audience member sitting in the audience.

Right in front of him, a stage play was being performed.

Being attacked by a giant beast, revenge, a beautiful princess... Under the classic and timeless themes, Feng Xue quickly grasped the key to the problem -

All the actors on the stage are puppets.

"Is this the ultimate test? Performing a stage play by yourself?"

Feng Xue felt that things were not simple. She watched the dream master, the only living actor on the stage, singing loudly while controlling the puppets to perform against him. She secretly savored the entire play, and then...

"Oh no, I'm too enthralled!" The performance ended with warm applause. Feng Xue, who had enjoyed the entire stage play, came back to his senses, but the next moment, all the audience members fell down like straw.

"Fuck!" Feng Xue cursed and was about to display his aura field, but was shocked to find that his position had changed again.

At this moment, he was in a dim room. In front of him was a messy desk piled with manuscripts. Only the golden statue of Bacchus was placed upright. Behind him, a large amount of wood and silk threads were scattered on the ground.

Feng Xue was not unfamiliar with this room, because everything in front of him was exactly the room where Captain Green usually wrote scripts.

"I see. You want me to write a stage play to compete with my other self? Not only do all the actors have to be puppets I made, but I also have to write the script myself?"

Compared with the previous battle against "oneself", this group test is undoubtedly much more peaceful, but Feng Xue vaguely realized that this matter was not simple, because there was a poster in the upper right corner of the desk.

The poster is missing the part about the play, but the address is clearly marked.

Shinra, Garden of Eden, National Grand Theatre.

"Ah... after returning to reality, should I check if anything major has happened in Shinra recently?"

Looking at the address, Feng Xue felt that something big might be going to happen. After all, for the Green Theater, stage play is not just a performance, but also a battle.

And this final test is set in the Garden of Eden, and combined with the previous drama... I'm afraid he's going to kill all the audience?

"You wrote, directed, played, and performed the play yourself, and you also have to kill all the audience without attracting the attention of Shinra officials. Although you don't need to consider subsequent evacuation, this is outrageous, isn't it?"

Feng Xue sighed, and suddenly felt a little regretful for learning so many miscellaneous things this time, but then he let it go.

Learning so many things is far more cost-effective than continuing to explore once a day. The worst that can happen is failure and quit, and then start exploring again tomorrow!
After figuring it all out, Feng Xue relaxed and no longer considered any final test. He just regarded the creation of this stage play as a summary of his 25 years of learning experience in this dream.

However, although it is not difficult to write a stage play based on the accumulation of these twenty-five years, it is not easy to write an advantage, or even surpass the blood diamond that he raised into a monster.

"It seems that we can only follow the experience of our predecessors in another world!"

Classic plays flashed through Feng Xue's mind, but he had no intention of copying them. Instead, he used them as a framework and began to write his own story.

The golden statue of the god of wine shone brightly under the light, and Feng Xue's inspiration was slowly rising.

As the symphonic pieces written during the composition of the Victory Ode were expanded, a script gradually began to take shape.

But everything is just the beginning here. Puppets are created for different actors, voices are created and memorized to complete the dubbing of each character, stage design is done, and overall rehearsals are performed.

This room seems to be detached from the story itself. There is no need to eat or drink, nor is there any need to sleep or rest. All he has to do is to complete his creation.

With the ups and downs of different voices in the room and the graceful dancing of puppets, Feng Xue's stage play finally took shape.

When he suddenly inspired himself to write the name of the play on the performance poster, everything before his eyes changed again.

(End of this chapter)