"Welcome to Vientiane Cinema."
"You have selected the role: Concubine of Jia Mansion/Scholar of Nanzhao/General of Tiangong Curtain..."
"Rule of Survival:"
1. The show must go on, those who refuse will fall into the abyss at the end of the credits
2. If the character fit is less than 60%, it will be edited.
3. Please the audience and get a life renewal ticket
Lin Mo held the blood-soaked theater ticket and saw through the dead end under the false rules——
When Daiyu coughed up blood and fell, Jia Zheng's family tree split into greedy fangs;
On the eve of Zhao Ling'er's self-destruction, humanoid film crawled out of Baiyue's laboratory;
When Guanyin's golden body oozed black liquid, the corpses of French children were piled up into box office figures...
Different world, same contaminated script.
She tore off the shackles of her role:
Burning the marriage letter in the name of Tanchun,
Use Liu Jinyuan's broken body to seal the world-destroying Gu.
Let Sha Wujing's demon-suppressing staff pierce the Lingshan screen...
The laughter in the darkness stopped abruptly:
"How dare you change my play?"
Lin Mo crushed the ticket stub, and his glazed eyes ignited the fire of creation:
"The shadow in the auditorium, it's time to end——"
