Dragon, choose cultural victory to make money

Starling began her performance.

There was no scene to cooperate with other actors during the audition, so she could only complete the scene of the final battle with Buffalo Bill on her own.

The final battle in the script is set in the basement of Buffalo Bill's house. It is dark and has a low-level forbidden magic circle, making it impossible to use basic lighting techniques.

Due to misjudgment, a large police force went to the wrong place to make arrests.

Starling was left alone, and her only weapon was a new-model Corvette revolver.

This pistol immediately became popular because it solved the hassle of changing bullets, which required first pouring gunpowder, then placing marbles, firing hard, and finally covering the percussion cap.

In actual use, the old-fashioned flintlock rifles rarely had to be reloaded. Most people carried several of them on their backs and used them for close combat after a fight.

Drogo also got several guns to use as props. All he had to do was put protective spells on the actors being beaten and shoot with real guns, without even having to use muzzle flame special effects.

This purely kinetic weapon is useless in combat at a slightly higher level. The initial muzzle velocity is only about 200 meters per second, and the effective range is less than 30 meters.

If I hit Drogo, I wouldn't even be able to scratch his dragon scales.

Due to his slow speed, Drogo also replicated the famous scene of Flame Evil God, stretching out his claws to grab the bullet.

But the audience was not shocked at all, maybe because the audience was too good, including Fulin, Doudou, El...

Not only were the audience not shocked, they also imitated it on the spot.

In the end, Doudou couldn't catch the bullet because his reaction speed was not fast enough. He shot himself several times and was laughed at.

Then he started to fight with the bullet clip. He carried a gun and bullets with him and practiced wherever he went. This strange behavior successfully influenced the not-so-bright orcs.

The powerful orc warriors are not afraid of guns, but they are not as thick-skinned and tough as the ancient dragons to completely ignore damage, so they still feel a little pain when they are hit.

So the orcs developed a new drinking game, Waterdeep Roulette.

Put a bullet in the cylinder, spin it around, and shoot yourself in the head. Whoever gets shot gets to drink...

However, it is said that some mages are already studying how to enchant this new type of weapon, but the progress does not seem to be very good.

Anyway, Drogo pulled out a Corvette revolver that was now considered a toy and handed it to Starling.

And taught her how to shoot.

This pistol does not have an automatic structure, and how fast it fires depends mainly on how fast the shooter pulls the hammer.

Starling learned it briefly and quickly got the hang of it. She then started performing with her unloaded pistol.

Under the gaze of more than a dozen pairs of eyes, she quickly got into the state.

This is a good talent, which is colloquially referred to as the child being generous and open-minded.

The actors must be able to perform in front of onlookers, because even if it is a one-man show, there will be a lot of staff on the set.

Some people can't stand being stared at, but Starling doesn't.

She started by arriving at the door of the murderer's basement, leaning against the non-existent door, holding her weapon tightly, and her uneasy breathing revealed her nervousness.

After a brief psychological preparation, he rushed into the room with a ferocious and angry expression.

The anger was well-managed.

When fear and dread reach a certain level, they are likely to turn into anger towards unknown dangers.

The only flaw is that the action of breaking into the door is fragmented and harmless. Tactical actions can be trained.

Drogo didn't know what the standard action for holding a gun was in this era.

According to the script, after entering the basement, the lighting will suddenly go out and you will fall into darkness.

Starling can only deal with Buffalo Bill, who has darkvision, without being able to see him.

In the story, Buffalo Bill is also a purebred psychopath. He hunts women and sews clothes with their skins because he wants to become his ideal woman.

The perverted opponents and the dark and unknown space make the fear even worse.

Starling held the gun in one hand and groped forward with the other, her eyes unfocused, as if she really couldn't see anything.

Buffalo Bill's failure also stemmed from his perversion.

Because he admired the beautiful heroine, he couldn't help wanting to touch Starling. Coupled with his overconfidence in wanting to play with his prey, he got too close to Starling and was discovered.

It's pure waste.

Starling found the enemy's position, turned around and performed American Iai, emptying the magazine.

The bullet broke the sealed window in the basement, allowing sunlight to shine in again.

Starling's eyes focused again, and she collapsed in the corner, shaking all over, trying to reload and point the gun at the non-existent enemy again.

She portrayed the panic of shooting someone for the first time, the excitement and thrill of escaping danger, the fear that had not yet subsided, and the anger of trying to fight the fear very well.

A talented actor.

Drogo couldn't help but applaud. It was her.

However, according to the pre-planned plan, she was asked to choose another segment to perform.

The second scene Starling chose was the one where she first met Hannibal.

The trainee police detective was seen through and captured by the evil criminal.

It is still a non-physical performance.

Because there was a dialogue this time, Drogo was responsible for reading Hannibal's lines.

Starling showed another talent here, she memorized the lines very quickly and remembered all the lines of the scene after only watching it a few times.

Zhuo Ge felt that she would be very suitable for the "flying paper" screenwriter era of Hong Kong films in the past, where the screenwriters wrote the scripts on the spot and the actors also memorized their lines on the spot.

It is quite magical that such an abstract project management method can produce many excellent films.

Starling also performed well in this scene which only consisted of dialogues, smiling expressions and actions.

This was even with Drogo's poor acting skills in reading the lines, which didn't affect his emotions at all.

"It's decided to be you, Starling!"

Drogo slammed the desk and shouted as if he was going to take out the Poké Ball.

"Really? Thank you!"

Starling bowed deeply and thanked him frantically.

"This is the opportunity you deserve. I'll give you the complete script, as well as a contract. This is not the deadly contract that the devil often plays with. This is a proper labor contract, as well as a confidentiality agreement."

Drogo pulled out several documents that needed Starling's signature.

But when Starling picked up the pen, she was stunned.

"You can't just recognize words but not write, that's too strange," Drogo asked.

"No," Starling raised her head and answered, "Starling is a name I just gave myself. I didn't have a name originally."

"It's okay. Those are all enchanted contracts. Just write what you want to say. It won't affect your validity."

Drogo had just finished speaking when he realized what Starling was really trying to say. "You don't have your own identification?"

Starling looked at Asmodeus.

Asmodeus smiled awkwardly.

Drogo also looked at him. "Hell doesn't even have a household registration system?"

Oh my god, doesn’t that mean that the real-name information of those netizens in hell is also filled in randomly?

"Well, actually, it seems that, uh, Hell has never had such a demand," Asmodeus was trying to find an excuse for himself. "And now that diplomatic relations are about to be established, the backward system must be improved. The system should match the development of the times. I will definitely attach great importance to this, strengthen leadership, and ensure that the work is implemented in place..."

Drogo really didn't expect that Asmodeus had only been in Phailin for a few days, but he didn't learn any good things, but learned to speak in official language first.

The king and prime minister of Felin country all speak like this. I've heard a lot about this, but after thinking about it carefully, I don't have anything to say.

"No, what have you been watching lately?" Drogo asked curiously.

"Yes, City Lord," oh, that magic drama is so wonderful. I feel like I can learn a lot from it. If there is a chance in the future, please let me make a guest appearance in it," Asmodeus replied.

The Lord of Hell learns knowledge from "Yes, City Lord"!
Half of a divine drama can cure hell!
"Anyway, I'm going to take these actor candidates that you won't need back with you. You don't need them, right?"

Drogo shook his head.

"That's good. Goodbye. It seems that the plan to visit Felin will have to wait. I have to go back to hell to implement the issues related to the household registration system. I will work tirelessly, plan carefully, and strive for practical results..."

Drogo watched Asmodeus retreat.

Oh no, this fat guy looks more and more like a human.

Drogo and Starling were the only ones left in the office.

"Well, if you plan to be called Starling after that fat guy establishes the household registration system, you can sign the contract now, or think about it again." Drogo said to the little devil lady.

Starling readily signed her new name.

She liked the name, it represented her new life.

"There is still some time before the official filming. Your current task is to intern in a formal sheriff's department and learn what a detective is like in real life, as well as the standard movements of holding a gun."

Starling nodded obediently.

"Ha, the first devil detective in the continent of Felin, that's quite interesting." Drogo thought, where should he arrange Starling to intern?

The local security department of Waterdeep is still being established, and is currently being run by orcs.

The Twin Towers' garrison? Not advanced enough. Is there really a police agency there? Not very familiar.

Have it.

"Your internship should be in the North. The lord there has a very powerful security team."

The warriors of Figesin in the North are basically burly and strong men, and there are almost no women in the impression, which is very similar to the place where Starling serves in the plot.

Moreover, they were also equipped with new firearms. Considering their bellicosity, their action training was absolutely professional.

Starling sent it to the North and it was received by Figosin.

Once the two main characters are confirmed, it is easy to find other actors. Their roles are relatively unimportant, and any actors with decent professional qualities can play them well.

Even Buffalo Bill, the theoretical "ultimate villain", has only a background role in the plot, and his brilliance is completely suppressed by Hannibal.

Therefore, for these actors, Zhuogo chose to directly issue a recruitment notice, looking for professional actors who matched the character image.

The casting is also left to the studio.

Drogo, the producer dragon, now needs to get the shooting scene done.

There are no big scenes in "The Silence of the Lambs", including Hannibal's "artistic creations", which were all completed in a small space.

I like this kind of magic shadow, it saves money. Most of the scenes needed for filming are now available in Waterdeep.

Waterdeep's big screen debut was in a thriller.

I hope it will not affect the future development of tourism here.

Cities, alleys, police stations under construction, communities, final warring houses, digging a cult basement, what else is missing?
Oh, yes, there's a missing section about Hannibal.

A madhouse that's like a prison.

There are plans to build a hospital in Waterdeep, but the images are all based on those of modern hospitals on Earth. They are clean, tidy and bright, and you can smell the disinfectant at a glance.

But it is not suitable for Hannibal and other demonic patients.

The insane asylum in the original work looks like a castle, which matches Hannibal's classical temperament very well.

After much deliberation, Drogo decided to build a similar asylum in the city's landscape reserve.

After filming, you can use it as a prototype to make a game, such as escaping, being chased around by a bunch of perverts in a gloomy big house, and the key is that the player has no means of attack.

The horror level of horror games that can kill monsters will be reduced by a few points.

In the end, the house was completely transformed into a tourist attraction, converted into a haunted house, and marketed as one of the "Ten Scariest Houses in the World".

Oh my god, Drogo, he's such a genius at making money.

Therefore, a joint project "Escape" was added to the development of "The Silence of the Lambs" simultaneously.

While Drogo was concentrating on generating income, he received a very unexpected news.

Many monsters appeared around Waterdeep City, and there were also incidents of attacks on workers.

"Warcraft?" Drogo was confused. "Why are there warcraft?"

Felin's way of distinguishing between animals and monsters is very simple. Monsters are those with magic power in their bodies. Although having magic power does not necessarily mean high combat power, there are many kinds of weak monsters, but those monsters that dare to attack humans usually have strong combat power.

Strong fighting ability means that the brain can't be too bad, just like large animals have relatively higher IQs. Except for birds, which are small in size and the light of intelligence, basically all animals meet this requirement.

In Drogo's opinion, any Warcraft with brains would not attack a human gathering area. It was purely a suicidal act. Moreover, there were many high-end combat forces stationed in Waterdeep, as well as several ancient dragons that refreshed from time to time.

Therefore, Drogo's first reaction was that a hostile force was causing trouble.

"Has there been any recent provocations from any organization?" Drogo asked.

After the Mammon sect was dealt with by the church, it has been quiet for a long time. Besides, the last time it launched such a large-scale attack, this time it was just controlling some monsters, the level has dropped too seriously.

"No," Aisha replied, "and according to the feedback from the team that went to hunt monsters in Waterdeep, those monsters don't seem to be controlled, but more like they've gone crazy."

"Crazy?" Drogo didn't expect this to be the explanation. "There's a crazy beast disease around Waterdeep? Can this thing be transmitted to humans?"

"I'm not sure if it's a disease. According to the Shenzhen Academy of Sciences, it's probably related to the arrival of a large number of inferior demons."

"What do you mean?"

"There is a legend passed down from the Devil's War era that says wherever the devil's army sets foot, a violent tide of beasts will be triggered. Researchers at the Deep Science Institute speculate that it may be that when the devils gather in a certain number, the monsters will go berserk and then rush into Waterdeep to attack humans."

"are you sure?"

“Still experimenting.”

A few minutes later, Waterdeep, Shenzhen Institute of Science and Technology.

Drogo came to watch the experiment.

A poor mouse was locked in a cage. Mouse-like monsters were considered extremely weak in the Warcraft world.

Ordinary rats are used for ordinary experiments, and magic rats are used for magic experiments. A rat's life is a life dedicated to science.

Rat Gate.

Outside the cage are several huge "stinky muds", which are painted inferior demons.

"How long have you been observing?" Drogo asked Yuno, the person in charge of the experiment.

"56 hours, and there are no obvious changes in the experimental mice so far."

In addition to this mouse that was completely surrounded by inferior demons, there were several control groups with different numbers of inferior demons, different distances, and no inferior demon intervention at all.

As soon as Yuno finished speaking, the changes in the experimental mice that had been waiting for more than two days occurred.

The little white mouse in the cage suddenly stopped and stood there for a few seconds. Suddenly, its fur stood up, its eyes turned red, and it rushed towards the cage as if it was risking its life.

The same thing happened to other control groups one after another.

Now the result is very certain, it is the problem of the inferior demon.

"hiss--"

Drogo gasped.

"Are there many manic monsters appearing now?"

"As of yesterday, there have been more than 200 sightings around the city. Direct conflicts have not occurred many times, only 30 times. However, according to recent statistics, the frequency is increasing, and the impact brought by the inferior demons should not have reached its upper limit yet." Yuno replied.

"So the question is, is there a way to solve it?"

"Theoretically, there is a way. According to our observations, it should be the magic fluctuations carried by the devil that affect the magic power in the monster, speeding up the flow. The high-speed flow of magic power will make the carrier uncomfortable and gradually lose their mind. Therefore, we just need to design a prop to limit the transmission of the devil's magic fluctuations."

The people responsible for the explanation were the researchers who specialized in studying this incident. There were more and more scholars in the Drogo Group now, and there were many unfamiliar faces that Drogo had never seen before.

"That's about it." Yuno, the general person in charge, confirmed.

"What's the estimated time?"

The principle is not important to Drogo, what is important is when it is resolved.

"I can't guarantee it. If everything goes well, it may take one to two months. If not, it may take several months. This is just a way to develop a method to limit the fluctuation of the magic power of the inferior demons."

"Wait, what does it mean to restrict the lesser demons? Do different demons require different methods?" Drogo asked.

"Yes, in theory, all kinds of demons require different restrictions, but I try to work out universal restrictions."

"No need," Drogo interrupted hastily, "There is no need for a universal restriction method. Each devil has a different restriction method. Aren't the restrictions required by high-level devils more difficult to make?"

"That's not the case."

"But to the point of."

Zhuo Ge patted the researcher's shoulder, looking very optimistic about him. "Remember, each devil has its own restrictions. The higher the level of the devil, the more difficult the restrictions are, and the more expensive it is."

Drogo has already figured out how to get more money from Asmodeus.

"But speaking of which, how do we solve the problem Waterdeep is facing right now? Is there any solution?"

"Moving the inferior demon away is the easiest thing."

"Is there a more economical way?" Drogo was not willing to take this measure unless it was absolutely necessary.

After the evil demons move away, we first need to find a place to put them. Given the current situation, they may have to be sent back to hell, and then the factory will have to stop working for several months.

Profiting less means losing money!
"Then, clear out the nearby magical beasts?" Yuno proposed plan two. "According to our estimates, it's still uncertain and requires further experiments. The influence range of the inferior demon fluctuations should be limited to a radius of about 300 kilometers. In other words, we only need to clear out the wasteland within 300 kilometers."

If you can't solve the problem, solve the monster that created it.

“Isn’t the range a bit large?”

With the combat units that Drogo has, it is not very realistic to completely clear the area within a radius of 300 kilometers. Moreover, what if more people migrate in after clearing it once?

"Is there a possibility?" Drogo thought of an ideal plan in his mind. "The existence of the Lesser Demons only caused the monsters to go crazy. Not all crazy monsters will rush to Waterdeep. With such a large area, only a small part of it should overlap with the human activity area."

"should be."

"Then we just need to kill or expel the monsters that stray into Waterdeep City, and keep on guarding the area around the city until we develop restrictive measures."

"Do you have enough orcs and drow?" Yuno asked, "If the workers rely on themselves alone, it will be hard to hope to fight against the monsters."

"Okay not enough."

Drogo has always adopted an elite combat strategy, and mainly controls high-end orcs and drow combat forces, but their number is not large.

"Well, how about lending them magic props first?" Drogo asked. He had no shortage of powerful magic props.

But he quickly denied it.

Magical items usually also require the user to possess magical powers, and those that are powerful enough for anyone to pick up are very rare.

"How effective is the gun against monsters? The newer one with easy reloading."

"You mean the toy gun on the orcs' drinking table? That thing can't hit a big boar if it doesn't hit its vital parts, and even if the bullets run out, it can't stop the boar."

Drogo scratched his head in frustration.

How to increase the power of a gun has always been a difficult problem.

Some mages have tried to enchant guns, but no matter how they enchant them, the magic cannot be transferred to the bullets.

A large part of the power of the enchanted bow comes from the secondary enchantment of the bow and arrow when the bow is drawn, or simply enchanting the bow and arrow, because the bow and arrow can be recycled after use.

But enchanted bullets alone.

The cost is so huge. If you have that much spare money, you might as well buy some more powerful weapons.

"My gun might be able to kill the monster."

Just as Drogo was in trouble, a hand was raised in the corner of the laboratory.

Everyone looked around.

The man looked familiar to Drogo.

I should have seen him before, if I remember correctly, outside the Tiefling job recruitment site in Twin Towers City, the boy who was deeply in love.

"Oh, his name is Peter. He used to work at a construction site near the port. Because he was good at making various things, he was discovered by the person in charge of the construction site and recommended to come to the institute for internship. The boy is quite smart." Yuno introduced.

"Your gun?" Drogo asked.

"Yes, I did it myself," Peter replied.

Making your own gun, what a super kid.

“It’s not a toy gun, is it?”

"Of course not, I'll get it." Peter said as he brought over a piece of junk.

That thing is just junk.

It's so rough that it looks like the barely usable industrial waste that was kneaded out by hand in a post-apocalyptic wasteland movie.

"Are you sure this thing will work?"

"Of course!" (End of chapter)