【Act 2--Night, end!】

【The third act begins!】

The second act ends without warning.

The bright and beautiful drawing of hell in front of him also gave Zhang Feng a head-on blow.

For a moment, Zhang Feng was stunned.

He didn't even read the third act script that came to his mind...

He just stared at Liu Yu's body in confusion.

Why did Liu Yu die? It was clearly not written in the script of the second act that he would die.

No... To be precise, there is nothing written in the script for the second act.

Everything is blank.

Except for part of the plot that they actively created, the rest is completely unknown.

Seeing the scene in front of him, Zhang Feng couldn't help but think.

Are scripts also divided into categories?

According to "Entrance Ceremony", their script is very complete, giving most of the main plot and a small number of side plots.

It is also very clear who the male protagonist and the female protagonist are.

The system guides you step by step, making it look like a movie.

But the script this time is completely different from the last time.

The scene in the first act is okay. The system generously provides basic information such as time, location, characters, etc., and the specific what will happen is more or less mentioned.

When did something start to go wrong...

Yes!

From the moment a group of people turned their heads 360 degrees to smile at them, everything changed.

At the end of the first act, the script collapsed and all the text became gibberish.

At the beginning of the second act, all the corpses on the ground disappeared.

The village chief, who had clearly witnessed everything, acted as if nothing was wrong and led them, covered in blood, for a walk on the main road.

Very weird.

All this...it's as if the system is forcibly revising the script, and the result is that the script becomes more and more chaotic.

This also explains why the second act script is so concise.

There are no hints for important plots such as a supernatural attack.

Now, there are even dead people who should not exist.

"..." So, it's not that there are different types of scripts. The reason why the script turned into this bird-like shape is all because of me?

Zhang Feng frowned as he recalled his title ability: when an actor with this title enters the script, there is a certain probability that it will destroy the original plot.

In other words, the reason why the plot in the script changes frequently is because the special ability of the Script Breaker is acting randomly.

It is like a monster that can swallow game data, eating and destroying all the game codes called "scripts", causing the original plot to collapse everywhere.

Although doing this effectively improves the survivability of the big guys, it also exponentially increases the difficulty of the script.

The whole thing was pulled into the car, twisting and turning, and they were really happy as hell on this journey.

Zhang Feng didn't know what level of ghost the wriggling creature was, but it was definitely not the wandering spirit level.

As for whether its appearance is normal, Zhang Feng also said that he has no idea at all.

After this script is over, ask the teacher.

and......

There is a certain probability...it seems quite high.

Hehe...hehe.

His stomach was churning, Zhang Feng took a deep breath and raised his head.

The pungent smell of blood rushed to his body, and a feeling of discomfort lingered in his heart.

"vomit--!"

Zhang Feng endured the discomfort in his stomach, but Liu Rui behind him was not so lucky.

All the blood flowing like sea water rushed to her stomach, her belly was turbulent, and her internal organs were squeezed with unbearable pain.

An irresistible force rushed from bottom to top, and gastric juice occupied her throat. The instinct to reduce the pressure in her stomach made Liu Rui arch her body.

Her cheeks were bulging, and her mouth could no longer be covered more tightly with her hands.

The stomach contracts again and breaks through all blockades.

One of her arms is broken.

She squatted down in front of her head, and because she was afraid of getting her clothes dirty, she quickly held her collar with the hand covering her mouth.

The remaining food mixed with acidic water from last night was spit out all at once. My throat was sore and my forehead was sweating.

"Uh... ugh——!"

Zhang Feng pursed his lips and was at a loss.

There was a bloody corpse in front of him, and vomit spread from behind his feet.

He stood on tiptoes and leaned against the door frame, not knowing what to do.

OMG…

Between blood and sticky vomit, Zhang Feng finally chose the former.

He moved his steps, stepped on the coagulated blood, and left shoe prints on it.

Sorry, brother Liu Yu, this is really not my intention. If I want to blame it, I must blame someone whose sputtering range is too large.

Liu Rui is probably going to vomit for a while.

By the way! Let’s take this time to distract ourselves by reading the script for the third act.

With this in mind, Zhang Feng opened the script that came into his mind not long ago.

The plot of the third act is about: Wang Yiwei and others, who felt physically and mentally exhausted after sleeping all night, had a perfect breakfast under the reception of the village chief.

After breakfast, a group of children happily ran over and asked the village chief what the sunflowers looked like at night.

The village chief didn't answer the children and just gave them a few candies.

The children kept asking questions, and the village chief had no choice but to scare the children, saying that there were ghosts in the sunflower fields at night, and children must not go to the sunflower fields at night.

The children were frightened and ran away one after another, while the village chief looked at them with a smile.

After the village chief said this, Zhang Feng and others were also very curious, but they didn't say it directly because of their face.

The brave and careful people decided to climb up the wall at night to find out for themselves.

As a result, several people saw a scene they would never forget.

In the end, Wang Yiwei and others escaped from the village chief's house under the cover of night. They stood at the entrance of the village, looking at the fields behind them and the village chief with his hands behind his back in the shadows, looking at each other speechlessly.

The third act ends here.

The script also came to an end.

The script seemed quite simple, but the more I read it, the colder Zhang Feng's heart became.

According to the finale, they have to escape to the village gate to end the script.

Obviously, you need to pass through that field on the way from the village chief's house.

The cute squirming one will definitely not let go of such a good opportunity.

In addition, it was revealed in the script that everyone climbed up the wall at night to find out what was going on, and saw a scene that they would never forget.

It means they saw a ghost, but what they saw was definitely not twisting and turning.

It would be impossible to survive facing that thing in the open space.

Rough estimate...they are facing two different weirdos.

Can they...really survive?

"Huh...this is too outrageous."

Zhang Feng suddenly felt that if he didn't have this title, maybe he wouldn't be so unlucky.

But what he didn't know was that the collapse of the script was not entirely due to the title, but ultimately to its own fault.

"Well... my stomach... hurts so much. My hands hurt too, Yiwei... Do you think we can get out alive? Under the hands of that kind of monster."

Liu Rui wiped the residue from the corner of her mouth, stood up, and used her intact hand to hold her broken arm.
To be continued...