Chapter 212

Zong Jiu felt his head hurt.

It wasn't a normal pain, but a splitting headache. It felt like a hangover, but it also felt like he drank fake alcohol. It was so painful that he felt nauseous.

Then, countless broken memories came back to him.

Just a few hours ago, he stubbornly thought of himself as an ancient god. He opened his arms and told the sky that he was the king of the world. He scornfully told the leader of the church that he was an ant. He used a dignified and familiar tone to call an evil god. He didn't even realize that he was about to die. He stubbornly believed that he would return to his sealed original body.

Zong Jiu was speechless.

For a moment, he really wanted to buy a ticket and leave the planet with the train.

After three seconds of silence, he comforted himself.

The leader of the church was dead. He probably wouldn't see Sabu Nicholas again. As for the devil … he arrived late, so he could ignore it.

Very well, let this memory turn into nothingness, let it go with the wind!

No one would know that the Magician had suffered from paranoia in the Ultra S level dungeon. No one would know about his dark history!

In the midst of the dizziness, pain, and memories, Zong Jiu heard an anxious and impatient voice by his ear.

"How long are you going to sleep? The main actor is already here. Do you still want to run away as a stunt double? "

The tone of the voice wasn't good. There was obvious anger in it.

Zong Jiu was confused.

He struggled to open his eyes.

Strangely, he saw nothing but darkness.

It wasn't the blindness of extreme darkness, but the darkness of sunglasses.

Through the refraction of the sunglasses, he could clearly see his current appearance in the reflection of the car door.

The ragged yellow robe he wore was long gone. It was replaced by an ordinary T-shirt and jeans. Not only did he wear a pair of huge sunglasses that covered half of his face, but he also wore a pure black mask. He looked mysterious and cool.

What's going on?

Zong Jiu ignored the man who was yelling in front of him. He tried to contact the main system in his mind.

Sure enough, this wave of communication was like a stone sinking into the sea.

Logically speaking, if he had survived, then either the sub-system had contacted the main system through sit-ups and transferred him to another dimension, or No.6 and Evil God Gang had brought him back to the trainee dormitory.

But now, neither of the two situations existed. This was very strange.

While Zong Jiu was trying, the person in front of him who he had ignored for a long time finally exploded in anger.

"Are you f * cking listening to me?"

In the next second, the hand that tried to reach forward to slap off the young man's sunglasses was suddenly grabbed and gently bent back.

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!

The latter let out a squeal that sounded like a pig being slaughtered, and the tears that he subconsciously secreted immediately ran down his fat face.

In front of him, the white-haired youth stood up slightly from the parking spot. His sunglasses were slanted, revealing his sharp light pink pupils.

He didn't do anything. It was just a simple movement, but it was enough to make people feel an oppressive cold killing intent.

Zong Jiu said coldly, "Can't you talk nicely? Why do you have to fight?"

"Let go! Let go!"

Zong Jiu was unmoved, and maintained his posture of bending the other person's wrist.

Even if his enhancement ability was removed, it was more than enough to take care of a f * cking Fat House.

Because of the movement just now, the sunglasses on his face had slid down to the tip of his high nose bridge, revealing half of his face.

The temperature outside the car was very high. It was a hot summer day.

Zong Jiu muttered to himself about why someone would cover him with a mask on such a hot day. He reached out to take off his mask and observed the environment outside the car.

In the distance was a majestic old castle. It was dark gray in color and surrounded by tall steeples. There were still remnants of the faded dark blue above. Judging from the style, it seemed to belong to the same style as Germany's famous Neuschwanstein Castle, the most common style of the classical revival period.

The old castle was surrounded by mountains and fields. The trees were tall and straight, blocking the sky. Only a few spots of light could be seen from the forest.

One could imagine how dark it would be at night. Even the moonlight couldn't shine through.

Right in front of the old castle, a large number of workers in vests were walking around.

Some of them lowered their heads and tied Stanikons to their bodies. Black slides were laid out on the ground. On the side was a hydraulic pan without a camera. The set clerk had a roll of white paper in his hand as he directed people around. Further away, someone was adjusting the height of the microphone and the direction and effect of the lighting screen. It looked very professional.

Zong Jiu looked back. Holy shit, the car he just came out of was a minivan.

He was now certain that he had mistakenly entered a film set.

Strange, he couldn't contact the main system. Did he return to the real world before he transmigrated?

But that didn't make sense. Not only the clothes he was wearing, but the clothes he was wearing were also very different from Zong Jiu before he transmigrated.

While Zong Jiu was deep in thought, the person in front of him suddenly moved.

The fat guy stopped moving.

He stood in the same spot as if he ignored the pain in his wrist. He stared blankly at the white haired young man's face after he took off his mask. His chubby face was filled with amazement and obsession.

“？”

Zong Jiu, who originally wanted to make him suffer, was disgusted by the gaze and quickly let go of his hand.

Even so, the young man's gaze didn't disappear. Instead, it became more blatant as he stared at Zong Jiu.

As he stared, the fat guy stuttered, "You, you …"

Strange, was there something on his face?

Zong Jiu looked back at his reflection in the car window.

The young man in front of him was no different from the one in his memory. However, compared to the dispirited and dejected Magician, he was much younger and more energetic.

He didn't return to the real world.

After confirming this in his heart, Zong Jiu didn't feel disappointed. Instead, he felt excited.

Compared to the real world where he had nothing to worry about, challenge, and fun, he obviously preferred the endless loop filled with excitement.

This time, seeing the white haired young man ignore him, the fat guy didn't show any signs of anger.

He kept his eyes glued to the young man's face as he tried to take advantage of him.

Just then, a gentle voice came from behind them.

"Director Li."

Zong Jiu lazily raised his head and saw a pure black Benz Sprinter parked not far away.

In front of the luxurious nanny van, many staff members were holding towels and cold water. A slender figure was walking towards them like stars surrounding the moon.

After hearing the voice, the fat guy who was about to take advantage of the young man suddenly woke up from his abnormal state of obsession. He immediately bowed and said, "Best Actor Ye, good morning."

The person called "Best Actor Ye" was a slender young man.

He was wearing an ordinary white shirt and trousers, and he was also wearing a pair of sunglasses. His temperament was very refined, and he looked more like a young senior from an institution of higher learning than someone in the entertainment industry.

"This is my double?"

Best Actor walked up to her and sized her up. His interest was piqued. "Take off your sunglasses and let me have a look."

For some reason, Zong Jiu felt an unexplainable sense of vigilance.

This person was abruptly filled with malice.

Although it was faint, it couldn't escape the eyes of a magician who was very sensitive to emotions.

The most interesting thing was that this malice was completely different from that of a demon. It was more like some kind of cold resentment, as if something unclean had touched it.

For this reason, Zong Jiu looked at his feet.

Yes, there was a shadow.

"What are you waiting for, the actor is telling you to take off your sunglasses!"

Director Li turned around and urged him in a low voice.

Zong Jiu paused for a moment and put his slender fingers on his sunglasses.

There were too many mysteries that he couldn't figure out. For example, why was he suddenly transferred from the S-level quest to here? Why was he wearing different accessories and clothes? Also, there was the inexplicable situation in front of him, and the fat guy's abnormal obsession.

Without any answers, he could only wait and see.

The next second, the white-haired young man took off his sunglasses.

There was dead silence.

Everyone, regardless of whether they were looking at him directly or from the side, intentionally or not, as long as they saw his face, they all seemed to be fixed in place. Faint black mist appeared in the depths of their pupils, revealing an undisguised expression of infatuation.

Zong Jiu noticed that among so many people, the Best Actor Ye in front of him was the first to recover from the shock.

He broke the silence with a laugh.

"Hey, why does this stunt double not look like me at all?"

Not only did they not look alike, one had black hair and the other had white hair. When they stood next to each other, their auras were completely different. Their appearances were also completely different.

If they were talking about looks, this unknown minor character could even surpass the Movie King, who was the dream lover of countless people.

The fat guy was shocked and his forehead was covered in cold sweat.

Their crew was originally a small production and the investors were all brought in by Best Actor Ye. Whether it was experience or background, the other party had the final say on the set.

No one would have thought that such a mistake would occur while they were looking for a stunt double.

Just as he was about to hurriedly explain, the other party spoke again.

"How about this."

Best Actor Ye narrowed his eyes. "I think this child is also talented. Why don't we keep him and arrange a small role for him?"

Immediately, everyone looked at the white-haired youth with envy and jealousy.

This was a personal suggestion from the Best Actor. If it was someone else, who would have such good luck?

Director Li was stunned and quickly nodded in agreement. "Okay."

This was exactly what he wanted.

With such looks, it was like adding a layer of magical beauty that could easily arouse the deepest desires in people's hearts.

Who wouldn't want to possess him?

It was also at this moment that a familiar cold mechanical voice suddenly sounded in the Zong Jiu.

[Activating sub-system … System activated successfully.]

[Level S trainee Zong Jiu is currently in a punishment instance.]

[Main mission of this instance: Survive until filming is completed.]

[Attention: An unknown source of pollution has been detected on the trainee. After testing, it is found to be a curse mark belonging to Sabu Nicholas. This curse has the characteristics of a plague. If the curse cannot be removed, the main system will reject the trainee's request to return to the dormitory. Trainee is requested to actively find a way to remove the curse in this punishment instance.]