Please ask the dream.

Chapter 372 Good Deal

"The map is completely dark. This means that if you choose to encapsulate or fail to exit the program normally, the previously explored map will be refreshed. Well, this is a very interesting calculation."

Looking at the lonely [Entertainment Center·Theater] on the entire map, Feng Xue had nothing to say, so he just opened it——

【Morning·Theater·Secret Investigation】

[You felt the call while touring in the dream. Out of curiosity, you cast your eyes downward and saw an interesting stage play with sacrificial significance. The pleasant singing echoed in your ears, and the mellow aroma of wine spread with the dance. Looking down at these creatures who tried to establish a connection with you, what do you think——]

[1. Interesting.]

[2. Die for me! ]

"Wow, he really put on a god's vest? Wait, put on a god's vest? Armor? Oh my god!"

Feng Xue was immediately shocked by his own idea, but when he thought about it carefully, it seemed not impossible. The so-called "king" was essentially the product of the pure crystallization of human consciousness and the birth of spiritual intelligence. In a sense, it was similar to the gods born from faith in the fantasy novels of his previous life.

Because humans are in awe of lightning and thunder, the fear and reverence of thunder flows into the dreamland, gathering and settling over the years. When it awakens itself, that is the day it becomes king.

However, a problem arises here, that is, [The King in Yellow] is not the crystallization of years of faith, it cannot even be considered a product of a dream, but an empty shell created by Feng Xue's experience of accidentally entering a strange dream, and it is not filled with enough cognition (self-perceived).

"But looking at the description of the golden finger, it does have some kind of magical power. So does the word 'king' on the character card itself have special features? Then can I use the underlying mechanism of this dreamland to fill the character card with enough knowledge so that it is no longer an empty shell, but a true king?"

Thinking of this, Feng Xue suddenly became excited. Just kidding, if he could really come up with a character card with the "power of the king", then wouldn't his Utopia design be secure?

Thinking of this, Feng Xue suddenly had an idea and made a choice immediately -

【interesting. 】

……

"My soul can no longer sing ~ My song is like tears that no longer flow..."

The psychedelic and ethereal singing voice like a siren echoed above the makeshift but extremely exquisite stage. The empty symphony orchestra, under the guidance of the conductor, harmonized with the singing voice.

Captain Green sat below the stage, nervously watching everything on the stage. As the first act was about to end, even through the character sheet, Captain Green could clearly feel his heart beating violently.

At this moment, in front of the stage, the place that belonged to the gods in Ilvian tradition suddenly emitted light, and the golden wine cup that was placed on it was raised by a hand that appeared out of thin air. As the rare magical wine in the cup was sent under the pale mask, a voice appeared in the ears of everyone in the Green Theater at the same time -

"interesting."

A kind of mental tremor erupted at this moment. The sanity of Captain Green, which had long been stable due to the scouring of the Shadow City, was once again rippled. The siren at the center of the stage also felt the horrible pressure, but he continued to perform without any pause, because he knew very well that in a ceremony like this, even the slightest mistake could lead to a disaster, not to mention that they really invited a king! Or... a god?

"Dear king, believer of Bacchus, Green Chris expresses his most sincere respect to you."

Green maintained the etiquette of a playwright and greeted the king in front of him according to the etiquette in his Ilvian canon. Although it was just an attempt, since he had made the plan to "invite the gods" with a stage play, how could he ignore the preparations? The knowledge he had learned from the church in his childhood, which had long been buried in his memory, was dug out by him, and the rituals were reassembled one by one, which formed the foundation of this stage play.

"No need to be so polite." Feng Xue, who had already completed the introduction, looked at the man in front of him. Although his appearance and body shape were different, Feng Xue confirmed at first sight that the other party was not a fake.

"It's Captain Green... But that's right! For a guy who can develop a ritual of worshipping gods like 'using the blood of enemies as wine and grand revenge as drama', it seems no problem for him to attract the King in Yellow."

Feng Xue speculated secretly in his heart, but remained calm on the surface. He still held the glass of phantom wine in his hand and chuckled:

"Great wine, tell me what you want."

The performance on the stage continued. Captain Green hesitated about what to say, but a man who had persisted in his revenge for nearly three hundred years was not a man who only cared about others. He hesitated for a moment and then said:

"I hope to learn the structure that will destroy a country."

"I want that kind of thing too!" Feng Xue secretly complained in his heart, but on the surface he still maintained his attitude of equal contempt for everything, took another sip of the cup, and then said slowly:
"Then what can you give? Don't use vague terms like 'everything'. I am not interested in life or flesh and blood."

Upon hearing this, Captain Green fell silent for a moment, as if he was thinking about his own bargaining chips. In contrast, Feng Xue was also frantically thinking about what he should teach if the other party really offered a reward that made him jealous.

Feng Xue, who had experienced the strange dream, naturally knew that Captain Green's goal was just to destroy the country-level structure. He really...

"Uh, wait, there is still some!"

Feng Xue suddenly remembered the resume of the Voice of National Destruction, and then looked at Captain Green.

Although he is not as naturally gifted as the character card of Voice of Nation Destruction, Captain Green is after all an old artist who has lived for almost three hundred years. With his years of experience and a good foundation, Feng Xue has no doubt that he can write a script that meets the requirements.

The problem is that he himself doesn't know how the structure of the Voice of National Destruction is organized.

"How about using The King in Yellow's Bride?" Feng Xue thought secretly, but considering that Green must be a connoisseur, The King in Yellow's Bride might be difficult to...

"Wait a minute, this is a fucking idealistic world!"

Feng Xue suddenly figured it out. In fact, it didn’t matter what he thought, as long as Captain Green believed it firmly!

Thinking of this, Feng Xue immediately started to think up a plan, linking the relevant contents of "The Bride of the King in Yellow" and "The Quartet of Destruction", and conceived a theory in his mind that could be considered self-consistent.

At this time, Captain Green finally ended his silence and said:

"I don't know what you need, but I am willing to give you all the money I have saved from exploring the Dreamland for more than 200 years."

(End of this chapter)