Having been a seasoned and prudent emperor, Qin Shi Huang realized he had asked another inappropriate question after noticing Jin Dao's confusion.

So he gave a soft "hmm" and changed the subject: "You guys treat your actors pretty well here, huh..."

This hit Director Kim where it hurt.

He smiled and explained, "Are you asking about acting fees? Don't worry, although our production team doesn't have enough funds and has spent a lot of money on the script, props, and set management, so we can't give the actors the same high salaries as other production teams, our salaries are still considered to be above average in the industry."

"You won't need to make money by washing potatoes and lotus roots anymore."

"More importantly, I, Jin Tangping, have quite a bit of influence in the industry, and my judgment is widely recognized. If you act in my dramas, you won't have to worry about finding roles anymore, and you'll have a stable way to make a living."

Qin Shi Huang gave a soft "hmm" and cautiously commented, "That is indeed quite good."

Having discerned that Qin Shihuang intended to switch jobs, Yu Ningning, who had just helped him sign the contract, raised an eyebrow slightly.

Watching the fire from across the river with leisure, Su Daji, who had already started eating melon seeds, casually interjected, "Dean, don't worry, this brother surnamed Ying won't get away."

"In a sense, we are all prisoners who have been exiled to this world from different smaller planes."

"And you, Dean, are the prison guard who watches over us."

"Because we don't belong to this world, we can't leave any trace here. The money and fame we earn will all be kept by the director. Similarly, we can't stray too far from Yunxian Mental Hospital and you, the director, or we risk being wiped out."

"He's just trying in vain."

Sure enough, before Qin Shi Huang could even enjoy his happiness for a second, he suddenly frowned as if he had heard some bad news.

Noticing that as the contract was signed, the illusory figure of 1.4 million in income on the progress bar of 10 billion RMB debt on the system panel became solid, Yu Ningning gave a soft "hmm".

So that's how it is...

Watching Ying Zheng's resentment and stomping, and the thoughtful look on Yu Ningning's face, Su Daji, in the sweetest and lightest tone, uttered the most deadly threat: "But Dean, don't get too cocky or think you've gotten a great deal."

"In a sense, this small world's cage not only imprisons us, but also you, Dean."

"After all, prisoners and prison guards are natural enemies."

"Escape is also a prisoner's instinct."

"It is no easy task to keep these people, who are either famous and influential in various planes, or cunning and vicious, or arrogant and greedy, and even to keep them under your control and jurisdiction for their entire lives."

"Before the Dean, this system had circulated through hundreds of minor planes more than seventy times, but none of its hosts died of old age. Two-thirds of the hosts went insane. The shortest-lived one died shortly after inheriting the system because his head was burst from the immense mental power. The longest-lived one lasted three years before ultimately dying by suicide due to schizophrenia."

"Another third of the hosts died in assassinations, and the killers have yet to be identified; after all, some of those mental patients were truly skilled at killing."

"The remaining third of the hosts died from bizarre accidents, well, let's just assume they were all accidents for now..."

"Dean, how long do you think you can hold on?"