Rule 1: Audiences want your death to be spectacular
Rule 2: The more rational you are, the faster you will die.
Rule 3: Only after ten days can the god-killer be brought back alive
Chen Ling's scalpel still smelled of laboratory formalin, and the person had been thrown into a theater covered with human skin curtains.
The countdown above the head flashes scarlet——
Mathematicians use formulas to break the situation and explode into flesh and blood fireworks;
The King of Soldiers swept away ghosts and monsters with a gun, and was crushed to pieces by boos;
When his teammates knelt down to pray to God, Chen Ling suddenly smiled and slit his wrists.
"Dear viewers, this tragedy..."
Blood splashed on the curtain and turned into roses. He bowed and saluted:
"I want it to be a comedy!"
Madness is a weapon
Dancing the tango in the morgue awakens the corpses to dance, and the absurd value skyrockets to reverse the situation of death.
Write a love letter to the murderer, romantic conflict collapses the killing program
The sacrifice of teammates was arranged into a heroic epic, and the tears of the audience became a bargaining chip for survival...
Killing gods requires a price
When the announcement "The tenth day has finally arrived" resounded through the theater, Chen Ling was piercing the scalpel into the screenwriter's spinal cord.
Thousands of human souls were burning in the stands, and he climbed the steps wearing a clown mask and walking in blood.
The giant eye of the dome (the audience god) trembled for the first time——
All despair, calculation, resistance...
It's all the ultimate script designed by this person!
"Final Act Tips:"
He opened his arms and fell into the abyss, his laughter tearing apart billions of spaces:
"Applause is a fuse——"
"Everyone in the audience, please follow me and die!"
When the world is a puppet show for gods
Or play it out until he goes bankrupt
Or be so crazy that the world explodes
