"Is it possible that such revenge is not worth it?"
"Tsk, but if you don't give up your body, it's not necessarily that that thing can come out of the parallel device..."
"There were still some mistakes when revising the plot, and it ended up being a sentence with no precise purpose."
In the void, Qianye floated silently.
This is a bit like the conscious space. Not only is it extremely quiet, but you can hardly see anything.
The process of leaving from the world of invitations.
It is much longer than a simple horror world...
floating,
An idea came to Qianye's mind, and he suddenly wondered if those who had left before had also experienced such a situation.
"The invitation can bring in everyone who has entered the world of horror."
"Did the other people who joined the organization, Jiang Ge, Li Hongmiao, etc., not meet each other because of luck?"
"Or did they unfortunately die?"
"Well......"
This kind of discrepancy is long.
Qianye felt that his patience had been exhausted.
He still remembered that when he entered the invitation meeting, he did not wait to this extent.
No clock though.
But judging from the feeling alone, it felt like several hours had passed.
It's too tiring to wait like this without doing anything...
In nothingness.
Qianye opened his personal panel several times to watch.
The content above has completely disappeared. Except for the item column, which is still uncarried, even the number of words that can be modified has returned to what it should have been.
And Chino has truly become a quasi-protagonist.
The details of the personal panel have been slightly changed...
[Name: Qianye]
[Identity: Protagonist (prepared)]
[Character: Destiny Usurper]
[Items: an ax stained with a self-destructive curse; twenty-four grotesque parasitic insects; a black vial with the label "finger"; a swallowing fish; a discus that hates having things near; a presence gourd—nothing to carry 】
[Talent: Tampering]
[Not passively modified yet]
[Not actively modified yet]
[Number of remaining words that can be modified proactively: 3 (some mandatory)]
Yes.
The number of words that can be modified has been significantly reduced, reduced to three words...
This seems to be a disadvantage. I feel that the status issue is better than not rising and staying in the prime supporting role.
But the parts in brackets are mandatory.
It's quite intriguing...
"You mean, don't you need to pay attention to the story rhythm in future revisions?"
"Or is it the logic of the story?"
When Qianye revised the plot before, he was constrained by these two frameworks.
Although the ability is buggy, it is not to the point where it can be modified if one wants to.
If the revised content is integrated into the story and does not conform to the rhythm of the beginning and the climax, then it will be caught by those weird things.
An unknown author jumped out and adjusted the changes he had made...
Or maybe the revised logic is too strong, and the plot that will happen next will forcefully put back the revised content.
The story on the train at the beginning is a good example.
The first time, someone obviously died.
And when Xie Chang was rescued by Qianye, the person who died was inexplicably transferred to Zhang Yin, which was a very uncertain factor...
Fortunately.
It was not transferred to Chino at that time.
Otherwise, he may not have figured out the ability to modify the plot, and he may have to get on that train.
"department
Forced..."
Qianye thought for a moment.
I think this means removing one of the restrictions.
Then compare the differences between the two restrictions.
Qianye thinks that what you don’t need to worry about is the latter one, about logic...
Rhythm is the overall framework of the story.
If it didn't have pacing, it wouldn't be a complete story.
Judging from the fact that the abilities will increase every time the identity panel is upgraded, after becoming the quasi-protagonist this time, Qianye thinks that there is a higher chance that he does not need to care about logic when modifying the plot...
"It looks like not much has changed."
"After all, when I revised it before, I didn't encounter any logic problems several times."
"But...does this mean that when you become the protagonist, this partial compulsion can become absolute compulsion? You don't need to care about anything at all, just keep changing it according to your own preferences?"
The emergence of forcing effects.
This makes Qianye predict what kind of results are likely to occur if this ability is improved again...
only.
Although this sounds like a good idea.
But Qian Ye was not happy at all.
As he kept wandering around in the world of terror, his original goal was just to find his missing wife, and that was all...
Now, although the ability has been further improved, it may reach an incredible level.
But he has lost his goal.
I don't know what else I have to do...
Will you survive?
This is a simple matter for Qianye.
Not to mention the strange sources of curses he acquired, his perverted ability to modify the plot was enough for him to get through the horror world script.
What's more, judging from the true meaning, Qianye is not a normal person now.
His bold attempt at the invitation party really gave him weird abilities.
At the same time, he will not be controlled by the extreme emotions after becoming a weirdo...
"Stay alive..."
“I don’t know if I’m still alive when I’m like this now.”
Qianye murmured to himself.
The void passage away from the invitation world was too long, and his mind had drifted further away.
Waiting in such familiar yet unfamiliar loneliness.
Qianye didn’t know how long it had passed...
until.
A slightly different light slowly appeared in front of his eyes, and his mind was brought back to his own situation.
...
...
Jingle bell~
An extremely noisy sound came from my ears.
Qian Ye felt an inexplicable surge of impatience.
If he could, he really wanted to reach out and smash the thing that made the sound to pieces. It would be best to stop it forever and never show up again...
but,
He can't do it.
I can only suffer from the uncomfortable ringing sound that keeps hitting my eardrums, and I can't see what is making this sound...
Wait until the light in front of you gradually becomes clear.
Only then did Qianye see the scene in front of him clearly.
It was a slightly stained and yellowed ceiling.
Next to it is a window whose wooden frame has rotted due to moisture. The sun shines in through the old-fashioned embroidered curtains and hits the wall that has been graffitied casually with water-based pens...
"What is this place?"
"That sound...is it an alarm clock?"
With full doubts, Qianye subconsciously wanted to look sideways at the current situation.
This is obviously not the location of my home. In the past, I have never
He was able to return home after coming out of the terrifying world, and he immediately became wary of this place.
It’s just that Qianye can’t do it...
He couldn't even simply turn his head.
Just lie there, letting the thing that sounded like an alarm clock keep shouting and stimulating your nerves.
"what's the situation?"
Chino keeps trying.
Even if you just move your fingers, you are still working hard.
During this period, I also opened my personal panel to see if I could use the ability to modify the plot to prove whether I was still in the horror world...
"The ability is useless."
"That means I have indeed returned to reality."
"But this..."
The dark mist slowly dispersed.
There was a bit of dirty purple mixed into it. Qianye switched to the weird ability that was unique to him after becoming a monster, and wanted to see his current situation.
It's like the soul emerges from the body and floats in the air, observing itself from a third party's perspective.
On Chino’s sense of self.
At this time, he thought it was not too difficult to do so...
And when she finally had the "third eye", Qianye finally saw what she looked like lying on the bed.
That's not me at all!
What he saw in his field of vision was a guy Qianye had never seen before.
He had a terrible figure, and was so fat that his arms alone were as thick as Chino's calves.
Immature green face.
She looks like she is in high school...
Her facial features were barely regular, and she had a neutral appearance. If it weren't for the long black hair beside the pillow, Qianye would have been hard-pressed to tell that she was a girl.
At this moment, there was such a fat little man, lying on the bed with sleepy eyes, reaching out to scratch the alarm clock on the bedside table.
The alarm clock kept ringing.
No matter how the little fat guy tried to catch it, he always caught it from a distance of about five centimeters...
"Who is this?"
Just as Qianye was wondering.
When I was wondering why I was in this little fat man's body.
He suddenly felt a huge pulling force and frantically wanted to forcefully force himself back into the other person's body...
Try to fight.
But this pulling force has become stronger and stronger over time.
Until Chino could hardly hold on any longer.
He even felt that if he continued to hold on, it might lead to extremely bad results.
There was no way, Qianye could only rely on this inexplicable power to bring himself back to the little fat man's body, and then think about it later...
There were footsteps outside the house.
Not long after, there was a knock on the door.
The middle-aged woman's voice penetrated from outside. Maybe it was because the sound insulation of this building was not good, so it seemed extra loud.
"Lin Xiaoxiao! Why don't you sign up yet? Look what time it is now?!"
The woman's noise woke up the little fat man who was in a daze.
Unexpectedly flexible, she immediately got up from the bed, grabbed the alarm clock next to her, took a look at it, and then anxiously grabbed the school uniform beside her and put it on herself.
The whole process was very smooth.
It seems like she often wakes up very late and has to rehearse every morning...
Through the cries of women outside the house, Qianye learned that the fat girl's name was Lin Xiaoxiao, and her name was inversely proportional to her image.
Qianye, who existed in Lin Xiaoxiao's body, had an indescribable taste for this feeling.
Just like...
Playing some kind of first-person team-up game, when you die and watch your teammates' actions, you can only see the other party's movements and cannot intervene even a little bit.
After dressing simply, Lin Xiaoxiao opened the door, rushed into the bathroom, and started washing up.
She doesn't look like the girl in Qianye's impression.
On the contrary, the behavior is more similar to that of boys...
The washing process is simple, violent, and fast.
However, in just two or three minutes, Lin Xiaoxiao finished washing his face, brushing his teeth, and combing his hair to make it look less messy. Then he stumbled on, put on his shoes, and prepared to go out.
"Now I know it's urgent. The alarm clock has been ringing in your room for a long time and I didn't see any reaction from you!"
"There is breakfast on the table. Go after eating. You will easily get stomach problems if you are hungry in the morning!"
The middle-aged woman should be Lin Xiaoxiao's mother.
Wearing an apron that had faded after washing, she told Lin Xiaoxiao with a sullen face.
She has a normal figure and is not as fat as Lin Xiaoxiao.
Except for the wrinkles caused by age and some sagging skin on the face, the overall look is pretty good.
"No more, Mom, there's no time, I have to go to school quickly."
Lin Xiaoxiao refused quickly.
In just a moment, she had already put on the shoes that Qianye had a headache with so many laces.
"Hey! You didn't take your schoolbag!"
The woman pointed anxiously at the crimson schoolbag on the sofa, which had a Stitch doll pendant on it.
"There's no need to get it. It's probably useless to sign up for a schoolbag today."
"Then I'll give you some money to buy food on the way..."
"I still have some money on me. Well, I have to leave. Mom, I'll be back after registration is over!"
Lin Xiaoxiao was extremely anxious.
Before he finished speaking, he ran out on his short legs. The woman's instructions gradually faded away in his ears until he couldn't hear them at all.
The weather is great.
The rising sun cast warm light on Lin Xiao's face...
Panting, she ran to the bus stop, and the bus she needed to take happened to arrive. She rushed on without stopping, and only got a moment of rest after swiping her card.
"The distance just now was only two to three hundred meters, how could I be so tired..."
Qianye made a silent evaluation in his heart.
At the same time, I was also thinking about why I ended up in the body of this little girl named Lin Xiao after returning from the invitation world.
Moving her eyes to the electronic announcement banner on the front of the bus, Qianye discovered that the current date was also just after the beginning of spring.
The year is correct.
There is no such thing as time travel...
After a little calculation, it does match the time it took for Qianye to return to reality after leaving the invitation world.
"So what's going on?"
Qianye, who was trapped in Lin Xiaoxiao's body, did not allow him to take a good look.
As the scenery outside the car window moved, Qianye also discovered that this was a strange city, and the living environment and habits were somewhat different from his own.
Just don’t know the place name yet.
Qianye couldn't figure out how far away from home he was now...
"Yingbin West Road, we have arrived at the station."
"Passengers who want to get off the bus, please line up from the back door and get off in an orderly manner to avoid crowding..."
The drive is only fifteen minutes.
Lin Xiaoxiao's home is relatively close to the school.
When the female announcer's voice sounded, Lin Xiaoxiao ran off the bus in a hurry and sprinted towards the school gate.
The school gate is not very lively...
It was obvious that Lin Xiaoxiao was late for more than just a few minutes.
Wearing her school uniform, she was not stopped by the guard.
After stepping into the gate, he ran towards a white teaching building directly opposite.
It's a pity that Lin Xiaoxiao, who has short legs and is a little fat, can't climb two or three stairs in one step, so he can only keep climbing up one step at a time...
The classroom is on the third floor.
When she came to the door of the classroom, it was already full of students. They were all about the same age, and on the surface they looked basically the same.
"Old, teacher... report..."
"Report...report."
Lin Xiaoxiao was out of breath and raised his hands.
He looked like he was about to die of exhaustion...
