138 Weird Theater 9
◎Explosion scene◎
It took the dean a long time to regain his senses. "You want to buy my theater? As a trainee actor?" As a middle-aged man with rich experience, he did not think he would be moved by money.
The dean raised his chin, "I know you are very rich, but I am kind enough to tell you that this is my territory. Be careful with your attitude when talking to me... After all, this is not Spark Entertainment, right? Human?"
Sang Mian's face changed. How did the dean know her human identity? Did someone tell her? No... Weird Times not only broadcast her photo, but also interviewed her. Her identity has long been no secret in the world of the dead.
Why didn't the dean take action yet? Sang Mian thought about it for a few seconds and then she understood, because the dean had no evidence.
The game is about fairness and justice. Although the dungeons are very tricky, there is always a glimmer of hope for the players. That is why the dean is involved in those tricky performance scripts, the purpose of which is to expose the human beings among the actors.
Thinking of this, Sang Mian felt more confident. She did not respond, but talked about another matter. "A few days ago, a prisoner escaped from Wujian Realm. You are so concerned about current affairs, you must know about this, right?"
"Are you talking about the one in the third weird hospital?" The dean actually knew about it. There was a sensational prisoner escape case in the Underworld a few days ago. Many people from the Weird Management Bureau were dispatched, but they searched the Underworld extensively but failed to catch the prisoner.
"What does it have to do with me?" The dean said disapprovingly, "I just want to run the theater well. Those shady things have nothing to do with me or the entire theater."
"That's hard to say..." Sang Mian's expression was calm and composed, and she didn't seem panicked at all. She deliberately lowered her voice and asked, "What would happen if the people from the Weird Management Bureau knew that you were harboring a fugitive?"
"Hidden a fugitive..." The dean was obviously stunned. "You are talking nonsense. I don't even know him. How can I be hiding a fugitive?"
"Really? Don't you know? I remember I told you during the intermission that someone maliciously gave low scores." Sang Mian smiled and said, "That person is the escaped prisoner from the Infernal Realm. I shouted for fifteen minutes but you didn't respond to me. I guess you knew it a long time ago, right? Or did you do it on purpose?"
The dean narrowed his eyes at this time, and the expression of confidence in his victory disappeared completely, "I don't know about this... and who knows if what you said is true or not."
"Oh my God... How could you think of me like that?" Sang Mian showed a look of deep sorrow: "I am reminding you. By the way... A few days ago, the director of the Weird Management Bureau had a long talk with me and specifically told me to be careful of the fugitives."
"Director of the Weird Management Bureau?" The dean's face was completely gloomy. He asked cautiously, "You actually know the director? No... Didn't the director eat you? Or did you lie to me?"
Sang Mian, who has been struggling in the society for many years, knows the principle of using the power of others to bully others. To deal with a scheming and strange person like the dean, he must use all available resources to defeat him.
"The director is about your age, likes to drink tea, and behind his office is the Styx." Sang Mian said the key information slowly, "Have you ever thought about it? How can I know this when I don't know the director?"
She took a step forward and lowered her voice and said, "If I report you for harboring a fugitive... do you think the director will believe me or you?"
The dean felt his head buzzing, and a huge shadow loomed over him, but he quickly calmed down and asked, "So what if you know the director? How can you be sure that the fugitive is in the theater? If you want to deceive me, at least make it perfect, right?"
"Then how can you be sure that the fugitive is not in the theater?" Sang Mian raised the corner of her mouth slightly, and she said meaningfully: "Let me correct you, Dean, I am not lying to you, I am threatening you... Believe it or not, you will have to bear the consequences yourself."
The dean clenched his back teeth tightly, his eyes darting around unconsciously. There were so many strange things happening in the theater every day, and he was not sure if any fugitives had sneaked in. If the woman in front of him really had a close relationship with the director, then this matter would be troublesome.
"Dean, think about it carefully. Even you know my human identity, so don't other weirdos know? Why can I hold so many assets in the Infernal Sea? Of course it's because I have a backer." Sang Mian spoke in a brisk tone. Her words were half true and half false, and she planted a seed of doubt in the dean's heart.
The man and the ghost were in a stalemate in the lounge for three minutes. Suspicion gradually took root in the dean's heart. He did not want to be arrested and imprisoned for harboring a fugitive. Moreover, after he was imprisoned, the theater would be sold to others, which would be a loss for him.
But what if he was deceived? Sold the theater based on a few words? He couldn't do that.
Sang Mian seemed to sense his hesitation, so she proposed a condition that was hard to refuse, "You don't have to worry. I will prove to you that the fugitive is indeed in the theater, and then you can sell the theater to me."
Sang Mian persuaded him, "Although I am threatening you, you will not suffer any loss. If you lose the theater, you can get a large purchase money, which is enough to support you for the rest of your life. Most importantly, if the fugitive is not in the theater, the theater is still yours."
This time she showed enough sincerity to further shake the already weak-willed dean.
He pursed his lips: "Why are you so easy to talk to all of a sudden? Is there going to be an explosion?"
"You're overthinking. There is a prerequisite." Sang Mian stated his request: "Other new actors don't have to accept temporary performances, they can be regular actors directly!"
"You have a big appetite, don't you?" The dean said coldly, "I don't agree."
"Then you can just wait to be reported." Sang Mian shrugged. "If they die, you will die too. Let's die together. We can keep each other company and not be alone."
The dean almost broke his old yellow teeth. The little girl was too cunning! She threatened to report him when they had a disagreement, but he just fell for it. There was nothing he could do!
Sang Mian raised the corners of his lips, "How about it? Do you agree?"
The dean pointed to the door on the left with a dark face and said, "Go out from there and walk straight for five minutes to the auditorium. Bring your friend here. I hope you can successfully treat Yi Guang's disease."
Sang Mian turned and left. The dean's sinister voice came from behind him: "But you have to hurry. It seems that your friends are no longer in the audience. If anything happens to them, it can only be blamed on their bad luck."
Upon hearing that, Sang Mian quickened her pace and arrived at the destination in just two minutes instead of five minutes. After entering the auditorium from the staff passage, she walked towards Bai Tang and the others based on her memory, but unfortunately, the seats were empty.
An anxious look rarely appeared on her face. If they were not at their seats, then where were they? Were they still fighting with Lou Cangyue and the other two? Would something happen to them? Would they already...
The more Sang Mian thought about it, the paler his face became. No, Xiaoqing and the others will be fine.
"President Sang...you are out?"
A strange female voice with a hint of surprise came from her right, and Sang Mian then noticed that there were two other players, a man and a woman, sitting in their seats.
The woman who was speaking was not very old, probably around 25 or 26 years old, while the man was a little older.
Seeing that Sang Mian was on guard, the woman quickly explained her identity: "My name is Luo Jiangjiang, his name is Yan Ming, and we are members of the Eternal Night Cult."
The Eternal Night Cult. Sang Mian's eyes became more defensive. She didn't have time to play tricks with the people of the Eternal Night Cult.
"Oh, so what? You'd better not cause me any trouble." Sang Mian said coldly, "Otherwise, don't blame me for being ruthless."
"No, we don't have that idea." Luo Jiangjiang waved her hands. She pulled her sleeves awkwardly, her movements very unnatural: "Are you looking for someone?"
Sang Mian: “Yeah.”
Luo Jiangjiang stood up and pointed to the exit of the theater. "I saw they all went out. They seemed to be in a hurry. Although we don't know what you are doing, please let us know if you need help."
Sang Mian didn't say anything. She couldn't trust the man and woman in front of her. One wrong step would lead her into an abyss. She didn't dare to gamble on human nature.
Luo Jiangjiang seemed to see her doubts. She scratched her head and explained, "It's like this. We made a bet with your friend on whether you can successfully complete the performance. We lost, so we will try our best to cooperate with you next time."
Yan Ming crossed his arms and let out a breath through his nose, "Humph, I have to admit that you have some skills. We can afford to lose, and there are only a few of us in this dungeon. We don't want anything to happen to them. After all, there is strength in numbers, and successfully leaving the dungeon is the key."
After seeing the changes in the two people's eyes, Sang Mian felt that they were not lying. If anything happened to Xia Qing and the other three, it would not be good for them.
"I really need your help. Before that, tell me about your identities and skills." Sang Mian's mind was working fast. She quickly sorted out the timeline. Not only were Bai Tang, Zhou Jiayi and the other four not in the audience, but even Lou Zangyue and the other three were missing, so they must be restraining Lou Zangyue.
Luo Jiangjiang glanced at Yan Ming unconsciously. She hesitated for a moment and said, "My identity and skill is an illusionist. I can create an illusion for a weirdo." She paused, "But the time is only five minutes, and the conditions for using it are very harsh. I must know the person or thing that the weirdo desires the most, or the person or thing that hurts the most, so that I can tailor an illusion for him."
After hearing about her skills, Sang Mian couldn't help but look up to Luo Jiangjiang. Her identity skills could play an extremely powerful role if they encountered a suitable copy.
Yan Mingdao: "My skill is a language artist. This is how the panel describes it - bad words make people angry, and words of praise make people intoxicated."
Sang Mian roughly understood Yan Ming's identity and skills. If he cursed someone, it would increase Weiyi's hatred. If he praised Weiyi, it would increase Weiyi's favorability. Generally speaking, it was very good.
After understanding the two people's skills, Sang Mian immediately took them to the exit.
Just as she reached the exit, she heard a hysterical voice, "Ahhh! Damn it! Stop pulling my clothes! Damn it! My shoes... Save me! Sister Baitang, save me!"
It was Zhou Jianyi's voice! Sang Mian's heart skipped a beat, and she suddenly opened the door and rushed out. The scene in front of her made her gasp.
Zhou Jianyi was pressed against the wall with tears in his eyes, looking extremely humiliated. The three weirdos touched him all over as if they were high. His clothes, shoes and even socks were stripped off cleanly.
Sang Mian's expression was indescribable, and she even had a suspicious blush on her face: "Zhou Jianyi, what are you doing... I didn't expect you guys to... Hey! You are so shameless!"
Luo Jiangjiang and Yan Ming, who followed closely behind, were also confused. No... he went out just to do this? Seduction and weirdness?
Luo Jiangjiang admitted that Zhou Jianyi was somewhat good-looking, but that didn't mean he would make the three monsters go crazy for him, right?
Yan Ming had mixed feelings. Seeing this scene, he couldn't tell whether he felt contempt or envy. As a man, he was no worse than Zhou Jianyi, so why could he successfully seduce Guiyi?
Bai Tang opened her mouth wide enough to swallow a whole egg. She swore that this was the most explosive scene she had ever seen in her life. She was stunned for thirty seconds before she stammered to explain for Zhou Jianyi: "No, Mianmian... Lou Cangyue and the others are now Zhou Jianyi's illegitimate fans. Do you know what illegitimate fans are?"
Sang Mian was silent. She didn’t understand.
Looking at Sang Mian's eyes that were thirsty for knowledge, Bai Tang helplessly held his forehead and said, "It's just the sequelae of Zhou Jianyi using his identity skill. Weird people will become his illegitimate fans and harass him."
Sang Mian was shocked. Are illegitimate fans so scary? This can no longer be described as scary, this is simply perverted!
"I wanted to use my identity skills, but the current situation is beyond my imagination." Bai Tang sighed: "Even if I use it, it won't solve the problem."
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