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Ji Dong originally wanted to see what would happen after the misunderstanding was resolved between the young master and the spirit, but the “previously on” segment suddenly ended at this point.
“What’s next?”
The footage suddenly disappeared. Ji Dong pointed to the empty wall, turning to Xiao Bai in disbelief and shock.
——How could they just cut off the ending of the movie when I was enjoying it so much?
—— Don’t you hate it when you’re watching a show and it suddenly ends on a cliffhanger?
[There’s nothing left more to show.]
Xiao Bai’s eyes squinted as he smiled sincerely, but Ji Dong felt like he was dealing with a fox that was plotting something mischievous. Xiao Bai’s micro-expressions were so human-like that he didn’t seem like artificial intelligence.
[The ‘previously on’ segment that we can provide is only limited to the timeline before the cast members left the [Film].]
In other words, one could only see the storyline of the first part, but a preview of the second part was not included.
Ji Dong was speechless.
However, he knew it was pointless to argue with artificial intelligence, so he stopped wasting time and left the black room when he had nothing more to ask.
This time, Ji Dong came out of the black room pretty quickly. He arrived at the circular hall of the Colosseum almost at the same time as Mo Tiangen.
He looked around and quickly spotted Ren Jianmo in a corner.
Ji Dong was overjoyed.
This was the first time Ren Jianmo had waited for him to come out of the black room since he returned to the [Peach Blossom Spring]!
He immediately left Teacher Dagen and rushed towards Ren Jianmo like a spirited little bird.
“Hehe.”
Ji Dong hadn’t spoken yet, but the elation on his face was clear, “This time we got a ‘Perfect Clearance’!”
“Um.”
Ren Jianmo nodded, hesitated, looked around, and suddenly leaned down to Ji Dong’s ear, whispering: “I brought back a ‘collectible’ with me.”
“Ah?”
Ji Dong was stunned for a moment, quickly looked up, and stared at him with burning eyes.
“What is it?”
Ren Jianmo smiled and teased, “Guess.”
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Ji Dong recalled the various details in [Painted Wall of Souls]. For a while, he couldn’t come up with anything “collectible”-worthy that Ren Jianmo could obtain. Ren Jianmo didn’t rush him, just patiently waiting for him to collect his thoughts…
“Ctfw!”
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So the three of them left the Colosseum, gazed at the distant obelisk at the central square, and headed toward their apartment.
Along the way, they talked about their own points.
In [Painted Wall of Souls], they had just experienced, Teacher Dagen’s points were similar to Ji Xiao’niao’s.
Meanwhile, perhaps because Ren Jianmo killed the most powerful End-Game Boss, Wutongshen, his score was several thousand points higher than Ji Dong and Mo Tiangen’s, with a total exceeding 60,000.
Mo Tiangen was ecstatic, shaking his head and looking extremely pleased.
“I heard that a [Film] with a B-level difficulty generally only scores around 20,000 points. We topped that in one go!”
Ji Dong thought to himself that Teacher Dagen was worthy of being a high school teacher who disciplined little brats every day. His mental toughness was outstanding, even forgetting the pain of the big hole in his stomach that had just opened up not long ago.
“By the way,”
Mo Tiangen said as he walked:
“Since we have extra points this time, I’ve been thinking, why don’t we go to Yao Wanguan’s place and get a weapon that we can use?”
Ji Dong thought about it and felt that Teacher Dagen’s idea was very reasonable.
Ever since he received the longbow [Lone Silence] from Ren Jianmo, Ji Xiao’niao deeply felt the improvement in his combat power when supported by a well-matched weapon.
However…
He raised an eyebrow and looked at Teacher Dagen, “What kind of weapon do you want?”
Mo Tiangen’s ability was based on brute strength, and when his ability was activated, his body size would noticeably increase. This meant that weapons that were easy to use in his normal body size would be like toys in his black and bulky state. It was amusing, but it didn’t help much with his attack power.
“Um, that’s a good question.”
Mo Tiangen rubbed his chin.
The thick beard he had in the [Film] had disappeared, and now his jaw was smooth. He felt a bit uncomfortable touching it.
“Got it!”
He clapped his hands and exclaimed happily.
“I think a weapon like Sun Wukong’s Ruyi Bang would be perfect for me!”
Teacher Dagen motioned as if swinging a stick, “It not only looks cool, but it can also change its size. It’s easy to use whether I’m in my current form or in my Hulk state. It’s great!”
“Oh wow!”
Ji Dong raised his eyebrows.
“The Jīn Gū Bàng should be the Dìng Hǎi Shén Zhēn, right? But I’m afraid you’ll have to wait until we draw the [Journey to the West] before we can help you look for it in the Dragon Palace.”
“Well, let’s forget about it,” Mo Tiangen immediately refused.
“I’ve had enough of looking at monsters this time. I’m almost getting PTSD. Let’s not talk about the next [Film] now!”
“But what Mo Tiangen said also makes sense.”
At this time, Ren Jianmo, who had been listening silently, suddenly spoke up:
“If you want to find a collection of weapons that can be used repeatedly, you have to go to Yao Wanguan’s shop.”
He pointed to himself as he spoke:
“Anyway, I have something that needs his appraisal. After we rest, let’s go find him.”
When Ji Dong heard the word “appraisal,” he thought of the last time the whale-headed stork swallowed his [Moon God Stone] and then “vomited” in his hands. He couldn’t help but shudder and silently hugged himself.
Mo Tiangen had already keenly caught the key point in Ren Jianmo’s words and asked excitedly if he had brought out any collectibles from [Painting Wall of Souls].
After getting a positive answer, he curiously asked what it was.
As the three were talking, someone suddenly called out to them.
“Wait! Please wait!”
Ji Dong and the others turned around and saw Zhao Zhui hurriedly catching up to them.
“Is there something wrong?”
Ji Xiao’niao stopped and asked with a smile. At the same time, his eyes drifted to his thigh, and he saw that the arrow wound he inflicted had completely healed.
“No…”
The usually eloquent and articulate headhunter unexpectedly stuttered, “Actually, I just wanted to say thank you to you guys.”
He looked down awkwardly as if he remembered something and a bitter smile appeared on his lips: “If it weren’t for you guys, I would have been dead this time.”
“Oh, it’s about this.”
Ji Dong looked at his complexion and found that Zhao Zhui looked tired and depressed, without the joy of achieving “perfect clearance” in a B-level difficulty [Film] just now. Instead, he looked inexplicably worried.
“We all just took what we needed. After all, at that time, we also needed you and your companions to take turns being the [Ghost] to buy us some time.”
He thought about it and added:
“And the props you gave me later also came in handy.”
Zhao Zhui listened, and the bitter smile on his face deepened.
He knew that the other party had only said half of what he meant.
If Ji Dong and the others just wanted them to be the [Ghost] to buy time, they didn’t need to care about the life and death of the two at all. They could have just used up their chances, which would have been the best way to squeeze out a considerable amount of spare time. The only reason the other party did not do this was simply because they wanted to bring them back as well.
However, Zhao Zhui did not dwell on this matter too much. He silently accepted Ji Dong’s feelings and smiled along with his words.
“Really? It’s good that it was useful.”
“Oh, by the way!”
Ji Dong reached into the back pocket of his jeans and pulled out a small stack of [Onmyoji Shikigami (Beginner)] and handed them to the owner. “We haven’t used them up yet, so here you go.”
However, Zhao Zhui immediately shook his head and refused:
“It’s okay, you keep them. Consider it a small token of gratitude for saving my life.”
After he finished speaking, he waved goodbye to the three of them and turned to leave.
“We made a profit, we made a profit.”
Mo Tiangen took the small paper man and counted them. “There are still eighteen left. At least they’re B-grade collectibles. We didn’t lose anything by saving him.”
“Yeah, with this, next time we encounter something like the last [Film] where we can’t make phone calls, we can use it to communicate.”
Ji Xiao’niao divided the paper man into three equal parts. He put one set in his pocket and gave the other two to Teacher Dagen and Ren Jianmo. He smiled and winked at Mo Tiangen. “Now you don’t have to write ‘see U fengboting’ anymore.”
“Hey! You don’t understand!”
Having his literary capacity challenged, Teacher Dagen immediately refuted, “Do you know what the three key elements of leaving a message are? They are short, clear, and hidden! Mine is a template, a template!”
……
Ji Dong and Mo Tiangen continued their banter manner as if performing a traditional Chinese comedy sketch.
Ren Jianmo was too lazy to participate in such a childish conversation and just listened silently on the side.
The three of them walked through the central platform and soon arrived at the apartment building.
After agreeing to meet at Liange and find the whale-headed stork after dinner, they said goodbye and took the elevator back to their respective rooms.
In terms of time spent, [Painted Wall of Souls] was the shortest of the three [Films] that Ji Dong had participated in.
If you calculate from the moment he regained consciousness in the [Film], it had only been 5 hours and 10 minutes.
It was just that although time passed by, it didn’t feel that long. Nevertheless, Ji Xiao’niao still felt exhausted.
It was a feeling of exhaustion and depletion that comes from suddenly relaxing after being mentally stretched to the limit. After the joy of achieving a high score and “Perfect Clearance” faded away, one would unconsciously be overwhelmed by the loneliness of their own private space.
After Ji Dong entered his room, he took off his shoes, walked on the carpet barefoot, and sat on the soft sofa like a potato planted in soft soil, not wanting to move anymore.
He sat motionless, without a thought in his mind for a full 10 minutes before slowly getting up and wandering like a ghost into the bathroom.
He took a quick shower, changed into his pajamas, and ordered a high-calorie, high-protein seafood cheese-baked rice with pumpkin soup. After wolfing down his food, he plunged into the bedding, closed his eyes, and fell asleep in less than sixty seconds.
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Ah, this arc is great! It ended beautifully🫶🏻