Chapter 14
At this time, it was only two episodes away from César Crest's appearance, but there were already many analysis posts about him on the forum.
The reader's will influences the comic book world to a certain extent. Often, the more important a character is and the greater their role, the less likely they are to die. For example, even if everyone around them dies, the protagonist won't truly disappear—even if they do die, they'll reappear in another form.
This can also be considered as the result of the will of readers and authors being materialized in the comics world.
Therefore, if one wants to change his original undocumented status into something real, he has to induce the readers' thoughts and then let them reach a consensus so that it can be truly realized in the comic world.
Xizel scanned the titles, looking for the most popular posts and checking out the impressions of most readers on him.
[Blind guess of Caesar's identity, I will come to challenge him after the comic is revealed]
"Betting on a noble family"
"That's not right. That old man who used poison said that Caesar was like 'someone over there'. That's a bit subtle."
"On the upper floor, I think this is definitely a foreshadowing. Xizel's background might also be a taboo."
…
[Wow, I want to wear a comic and give Zebao a bear hug. He looks so lonely. P.S. Zebao is actually comforting Xia Zuo! Even if he is feeling down, he still wants to pull Xia Zuo out of it. This is the kind of friendship I love 1551]
"What the hell is Zebao? Hahahahahaha"
"Let's not worry about the name issue for now, he's really cute and makes me feel sorry for him quq"
"Sticker: Cat, Cat, Ze, Patting Dog, Zo.jpg"
"! Upstairs, you! Are! My! God!!"
“Aaaaaah, this is so cute!!”
"I kneel down to the goddess. By the way, I feel that Xi Ze'er's character design is really good. In these two episodes, we can get a glimpse of his inner self. It can't be summed up in a few simple words."
"I can only use one word: beautiful, strong and miserable"
Seeing this floor, César couldn't help but narrow his eyes.
He leaned back in his chair with a relaxed body, folded his hands, lowered his eyes and thought carefully. According to the examples he had collected recently, it seemed that in literary and artistic works, characters with well-developed "beautiful, strong and tragic" characteristics basically gained extremely explosive popularity.
This summary is absolutely correct, concise, accurate and very practical.
In that case, why not try to apply it.
…
"Cesare, you're awake!"
The dazzling light shone into his eyes, and the boy's familiar and cheerful voice was in his ears, which immediately put Xizel's thoughts into the comics.
He tilted his head slightly, looked at Xia Zuo, and confirmed: "Am I asleep?"
The brown-haired boy nodded. "Yeah, you fell asleep while reading last night. You must have been exhausted. I didn't want to disturb you, so I didn't call you until now."
He pointed at the clock and said, "It's time to eat. You're so thin, you must eat more."
Xizel lowered his eyes thoughtfully, then calmly refused: "I have no appetite, you eat it."
——The last time his body returned to the real world, Xia Zuo described his state during that time as "falling asleep."
Perhaps the will of the comics temporarily confused their understanding of "César's disappearance", just like their treatment of his obviously extraordinary earrings. When he returned to reality, other people in the comic world would just think he was asleep.
He could understand it, after all, simulating a "sleeping" person would consume the least amount of comic willpower.
But the interesting thing is that he can't control when he returns to reality, so naturally he can't control when he falls asleep.
"Minor cognitive modifications, including real-time adjustments to the flow of time between the two worlds, are all due to you, allowing you to better serve your role. Please fulfill this agreement diligently."
Xizel blinked: "Oh, besides that? What else can you do?"
"My power is limited," Manga Will replied stubbornly, "and these functions are all carefully selected for practical use!"
To its surprise, the black-haired boy did not mock it, but just smiled and did not answer.
The comic will didn't quite understand the meaning of this smile, but the energy it expended every day was enormous, and the time it could come out to interact was actually limited, so for the sake of saving, it silently cut off contact.
The black-haired boy's words had just uttered silently from his lips.
"—Then I hope you don't have any accidents."
…
At the same time, the brown-haired boy who returned to the other side continued knitting his sweater, but he always felt that something seemed wrong.
“…”
He was so anxious that he couldn't even knit the sweater anymore. He was silently trying to figure out what was wrong.
Suddenly, a flash of inspiration came to Xia Zuo, and he remembered what was wrong.
——It’s too quiet.
Where is it quiet?
"Why does Cesar seem not to be breathing when he's asleep?"
He was shocked by his own thoughts. How could a living person not breathe?
But no matter how hard he thought, the only memory he got was "Cesare fell asleep", and he could not remember much other details.
"Maybe it's because my hearing improved all of a sudden, and I'm still not used to it." The brown-haired boy finally found the perfect answer for himself.
After all, his physical fitness has always been a mystery, and it has just improved due to the advancement of his talent. Maybe when Xizel fell asleep, his hearing and perception were not working!
After thinking these things through, Xia Zuo became happy again.
It's not that he didn't know that there was a mystery surrounding César, but he was willing to trust César. Or rather, he was not willing to casually doubt others.
The "Priest" gave him the gifts of healing and purification, as well as the ability to believe and be grateful.
He believed in César's appearance and was grateful for his appearance.
"Let's go sell sweaters."
The black-haired boy stood up and closed the heavy book in front of him, which made Xia Zuo look at him with respect: "Fei Niao Street and Xinyue Street, choose one."
Xia Zuo looked at the sweaters in the room and swallowed back the words "Can I not sell them?" He scratched his head and said, "Is there any difference between these two streets?"
"Of course there are." Xizel explained to him kindly: "One street is to the left of the Gray Moon District Enforcement Office, and the other is to the right of the Gray Moon District Enforcement Office. You can see the gate of the Enforcement Office when you look up, which definitely doubles your sense of security."
Xia Zuo: "..."
You mean setting up a stall in front of someone's door, right?
But we are going in to cause trouble...!
The brown-haired boy took a deep breath and said with a fearless attitude: "I understand, Caesar, I will definitely carry out your plan seriously!"
If he wanted to be caught, he couldn't resist too much, or he would definitely get hurt. After all, his physical fitness was close to that of a B-level talent holder, and ordinary armed forces would not be able to stop him unless they let him go.
Thinking of this, he looked at Xizel with some worry——
Caesar's health was so poor, what if he got injured? Caesar had said that he had to hide the fact that he was a gifted person, so he couldn't just use healing on the other party.
Otherwise, a unique talent is like an identity document. Once it is exposed at an inappropriate time, it will definitely do more harm than good.
Ready to protect César at any time, Xia Zuo packed up his handmade sweater and walked towards Crescent Street according to the map he wrote down in the book borrowed from César.
The black-haired boy followed quietly behind him, covering the upper half of his face with a hood as usual. The partially exposed skin was as pale as snow, making people doubt whether he was in good health at first glance.
However, at times like this, his presence would be very low, so few people would look at him closely.
Crescent Street looked bustling with activity, with a constant stream of pedestrians coming and going, and few beggars to be seen. But Xia Zuo knew that was simply because those people were not allowed in, and most of them gathered near the edge of the street.
Only places like Crescent Street, which are geographically closer to higher-level areas, will become prosperous.
"Sure enough, there are no shops for rent, and we can't afford the rent right now..." The brown-haired boy muttered, "Luckily, I brought a large piece of cloth, enough to store these sweaters..."
He put his clothes away one by one, looked back, and found that Cesar was gone.
Xia Zuo's heart suddenly trembled, and he looked around hurriedly, and found the black-haired boy in a shop.
He was walking in a jewelry store opposite, passing slowly from behind the owner and leisurely taking away a necklace that the owner was bargaining for with a customer.
Xia Zuo: "..."
He stared blankly at his friend who came back with the necklace calmly, not caring at all about the obviously valuable item, and even looked back at him with a kind face.
"You..." Xia Zuo said with difficulty: "Although..."
The black-haired boy blinked: "This is a fake."
He seemed to be laughing, but not really, and spread his hands out innocently: "If that lady spent a lot of money to buy a fake thing, she would definitely be very sad."
"However, this has nothing to do with me." Xizel said calmly, "So I won't expose it. After I am arrested, this necklace will naturally be returned to me."
He raised his eyes, his expression was emotionless, but he asked with a smile on his lips: "Do you think I'm cold-blooded?"
"How could that be!" Xia Zuo shook his head. "Although if it were me, I would definitely do my best to help others if I had the ability, but Caesar has no such obligation. Whether to expose the boss or not is a personal choice. No one else has the right to make the decision for you without authorization."
"Besides, Caesar is in poor health. Just surviving must be very difficult." The brown-haired boy's eyes sparkled, as if they had always been so bright. "Why are you so hard on yourself?"
“…”
The black-haired boy smiled and said, "If it wasn't you who said that, I would have suspected he had ulterior motives."
Xia Zuo's eyes widened: "Huh?"
But he didn't dwell on it any longer, and soon noticed something else: "Xize, the boss and the customer didn't seem to realize it was you..."
His friend, well... seems to be a little extra talented.
But in this case, who will point him in?
The black-haired boy calmly found a place to sit down and said calmly, "I know."
Xia Zuo didn't understand what was going on, so he just squatted there and sold his sweaters, while observing his frail friend.
The frail friend sat there alone, looking innocent and harmless, resting his eyes quietly. After a while, when the boss discovered that the necklace was missing and left to report to the execution office, he stood up and smiled at the passers-by for the first time that day.
Xia Zuo noticed that the passerby who looked either rich or noble was dazed for a moment, and then he obediently lent the communicator, which was not yet fully popular, to his friend.
As his friend walked towards him, he dialed the number smoothly:
"Hello, is this the Enforcement Office? I want to turn myself in."
"Yes, I have stolen property."
Xia Zuo: "..."
Xia Zuo: "???"
He was stunned for a moment, watching Xizel politely return the communicator to the passerby who was already stiff, and waited calmly for arrest. He asked aggrievedly: "Then, what about me?"
"Don't worry, I won't abandon you." The black-haired boy narrowed his eyes.
So, when the Enforcement Agency guards arrived to arrest him, the black-haired boy not only didn't resist, but also asked seriously, "If I expose other people's violations of the law, can I get a reduced sentence?"
"Of course," the guard said impartially. "We strongly encourage this behavior."
The black-haired boy laughed.
He tilted his head slightly, pointed his finger at Xia Zuo, and said casually:
"Then I'll report him for operating without a license."
Xia Zuo, who was instigated by Xizel to operate without a license, asked: "?"
The author has something to say:
Although I know I have to go in, Xia Zuo’s imagination is completely different from reality: QAQ
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