Dominate the Treacherous Realm

　　 As for the stage right in front of it, of course, but the stage was pulled up with a blood-red curtain. The two curtains merged in the center, but a gap was left. The yellow light that is not dazzling but looks warm is projected from the gap. This light only naturally extends to the edge of the stage, so it cannot illuminate Jenkins.

　　 Jenkins and his backpack are located in the center of the third row, and this theater, except that the rear boundary is not visible, and the height is a bit exaggerated, the size of the theater is not much different from that of a human-built theater.

　　 "Is this time watching a movie? Or, I want to participate in it? Or simply escape here within the time limit?"

　　 Thinking of this, he wanted to stand up, and wanted to see what was behind the blood-red curtain. But just after making the posture of getting up, he was pressed back onto the seat by an unreasonable force.

　　 It is reasonable to say that such a strong force is enough to completely damage the chair under his butt, but the chair did not even make the sound of the wood splitting.

　　 "Guest, please don't try to get up."

　　 The voice came from Jenkins's left side, very close, in the seat next to him. I don't know when, there was actually a child in the seat where no one was at all...

　　 "No, it's not a child, it's a puppet. No, it's not a puppet, it's a metal puppet."

　　 On the left side of the seat next to Jenkins, there is a brass-colored metal figure with extremely exquisite workmanship. It looks about the size of a seven or eight year old child, wearing a ridiculous yellow checkered shirt, but because it has short sleeves, it can still see the metal structure of the arms and head. Obviously, the person who designed this metal puppet thought of designing clothes, but did not expect to cover it with a layer of skin, so Jenkins can see its detailed structure.

　　 The metal puppet sat there with his legs spread out, holding a stack of card-like things in his hand. Because it was blocked by the palm of my hand, I couldn't tell what it was carefully. Because there is no skin, that face is more terrifying than ordinary dolls. The positions of the eyes are two white candles inserted into the eye sockets. The position of the candle head just protrudes slightly from the eye sockets, and now the candle wick is burning.

　　 It’s just that the flame is very small, with almost only one bright spot, and the color of the flame is pure red.

"You did not show up on my right side because my backpack and two cocoons are piled up on the seat on the right. Then I am curious, if I also occupy the seat on my left, where will you appear? ?"

　　 Jenkins asked unceremoniously.

　　 "Appear in front of or behind you. If those positions are also occupied by you in advance, then I will appear on the seat closest to you in a straight line as much as possible."

　　The metal doll uses the standard eighteenth lingua franca, and it sounds like a human voice, but...

　　 "It sounds like the style of a puppeteer who speaks in ventriloquism in a circus."

Chapter 2122 Chapter 2091 Puppet Show

　　 "Is this metal doll manipulated?"

　　 Jenkins thought to himself, and then blinked, but he didn't see any wires on the metal puppet.

　　 "So, what if I take up all the seats here with luggage before you show up?"

　　 Jenkins asked another question. He wanted to make things difficult for the other party. Unexpectedly, the metal doll quaked and laughed, and the red dots in his eyes flickered:

　　 "Then appear in the crevice between the chairs, don't you think I can only appear while sitting?"

　　 Then Jenkins has nothing to say. He hummed to end this embarrassing topic, and quickly brought the topic to the right track:

　　 "Why can't I stand up?"

　　 "Because the puppet show is about to begin, guests, according to the rules of the theater, please don't move around at will. This theater welcomes guests who obey the rules, but they don't mind punishing those who don't follow the rules."

　　 "So, can I know all the rules here?"

　　 "Of course, the rules are simple--"

　　 With a bang, the curtain on the stage opened automatically, and the sudden light from behind made Jenkins close his eyes subconsciously.

　　 But he still saw that behind the stage behind the curtain, a huge oil painting isolated the front desk and set the background for the stage at the same time. The background on the oil painting was impressively rows of theater seats.

　　 A metal chair fell from the top of the stage with a “boom”, facing Jenkins in the same direction as the long row seats in the painting. Afterwards, there was another loud bang. The puppet, the size of a normal human, and a male figure wearing a hat and a formal suit also fell from the top of the stage and just sat on the chair, posing The action of holding both knees with well-behaved hands.

　　 There are dozens of white silk threads connecting the joints of the puppet and the body, but Jenkins can't see where the threads are connected. With the trembling of the silk thread, behind the background of the oil painting came the music of gongs, drums and sawn wood, and accompanied by the strange singing of the unchanging voice of the boy:

　　 "The small theater has many rules, let's count them together. Don't make noise during the performance, otherwise you will be disturbed by ghosts."

　　 The trembling of the silk thread controlled the doll to stand up, the wooden mouth was closed, and the right hand was raised, making a fist and hitting it forward. This is a gesture of protesting while cursing.

　　 There was another bang, and a black evil spirit puppet also fell from the sky, but it looked a little cute. The evil spirit puppet held a sickle, approached the seat and cut off the audience puppet's head with a knife.

　　 The evil spirit puppet was pulled back into the sky by the thread, while the audience puppet fell to the ground with a clatter, the head rolled around, and even the broken neck was sprayed with **** liquid like a fountain.

　　 "Don't panic when you are in danger, understand the effect of the performance."

　　'S spurting body was manipulated by the silk thread to sit back on the chair, and the head was reconnected to his neck. The recovered puppet stretched out his head and looked down the stage, that is, looking at Jenkins, making Jenkins a little scalp numb, but also understanding that the other party is performing and watching the show.

　　 With two bangs, two flying knives flew out of the darkness behind Jenkins, and they flew directly onto the stage and pierced the doll’s chest. He immediately spurted blood from his chest, and his body fell to the ground.

　　 "This is warning me, will there be any danger from the stage during the performance?"

　　 He thought to himself, and heard the third rule:

　　 "Watching the performance wholeheartedly, you will suffer bad luck if you leave."

　　 is the same as the previous sentences, without rhyme at all, and even the use of vocabulary is not precise. But because of this, it is more like a puppet show, and it makes Jenkins feel more creepy.

　　 The doll spurting blood on the chest was again controlled by the silk thread to sit back on the seat, a few seconds later, got up and started walking. Then, as if there was an invisible rubber rubbing on the stage, the puppet disappeared first, then the body, then the feet. At the same time, the background of the oil painting at the same height as the puppets has also become white, as if traces have also been erased.

　　 This time the puppet did not appear on the stage again. On the contrary, there was applause from all sides of Jenkins, and the two curtains of the stage were slowly closed again.

　　 There is no one around, but the applause seems like there is no empty seat here. The way the curtain was tightened showed that someone must be pulling the blood-red cloth on both sides, but no one could be seen either. Even though he had been mentally prepared for the weird phenomena that might occur in the treacherous world, Jenkins still swayed a little uncomfortably on the seat. He attributed this to his instinctive resistance to the puppet show.

　　 The curtain finally recovered to the point where only a gap was left, and the applause gradually subsided:

　　 "Guest, do you understand the rules here?"

　　 The metal doll on the left side of Jenkins opened and closed, but the sound was more than one sound.

　　 "Understood, no loud noises are allowed, beware of the danger from the stage, and can't leave without permission... Then how do I leave here? Oh, please don't perform anymore."

　　 Seeing the metal doll and wanting to greet the curtain, Jenkins said immediately:

　　 "I am so looking forward to the next official performance, so please tell me directly how can I leave."

　　 The metal doll chuckles again, and then motions Jenkins to look at the "card" in its hand:

　　 "I have a stack of tickets for the show, you can choose three to watch. After watching, you can naturally leave."

　　 Jenkins raised his eyebrows:

　　 "Why do you all like the number three so much?"

　　 "Guest, what did you say?"

　　 "No, I didn't say anything. Then please let me choose."

　　 talked and stretched out his hand, but instead of putting the stack of tickets in his hand, the metal doll shook his head and said:

　　 "Do you want to get a ticket without spending money?"

　　 Jenkins thought that the danger would come from the performance itself, but he didn’t expect that the first step to get the ticket would be of this nature:

　　 "Then what do I need to buy a ticket?"

　　 He is not stupid enough to grab the ticket, even if this metal doll does not look strong, Jenkins will not do it.

　　 "Do you need a soul?"

　　 "What do I want my soul to do? Do you think I am a demon with low taste?"

　　 The metal doll laughed, and then stretched the stack of tickets to Jenkins:

　　 "Don't worry, since you can show up here, you have the qualifications to watch the performance. I can pay the fare. You only need to prove that your taste is good enough to watch the performance."

　　 "How do I need to prove?"

　　 "Have you ever written a story?"

"of course."

　　 "Tell me something."

　　 Jenkins looked at the metal doll suspiciously:

　　 "What is your relationship with A-01-1-0034 [Mr. Prank's fake shop]?"

Chapter 2123 Chapter 2092 "Magic Girl"

In the counterfeit shop that 　　 once encountered, there was also a person who exchanged goods with stories.

　　 "Mr. Prankster? Oh, old friend, but that guy is really annoying sometimes. I have nothing to do with the counterfeit shop. The dolls used here are definitely first-class goods."

　　 Seeing that this sentence was true, Jenkins didn't think much about it. Because he didn't know whether the other party wanted a story that had never appeared in this world, he didn't choose in the "Stories of Foreign Landers", but told the story of the Lan Ke who watched chess.

　　 The metal doll is very satisfied with this story, at least Jenkins thinks so. After he finished telling it, the doll asked him:

　　 "If you leave here and find that the real world time has passed thousands of years, what would you do?"

　　 "Don’t observe anything, to prevent history from being fixed by my observations. Then use rituals to call the time paradox, and then trade with the master of time, let him send me back to the millennium ago."

　　 Jenkins answered directly without even thinking about it.

　　 "Have you really thought about this problem?"

　　 "Of course, after all, this world is so magical...well, can I vote? I don’t have much time."

　　 "Of course, I can only give you part of the ticket, but for the sake of this good story, you can choose whatever you want."

　　 It handed all the tickets to Jenkins and commented:

　　 "That's really a good story."

　　 This metal doll is different from the previous metal face snakes and metal skulls. This does not refer to their shape, but their attitude towards Jenkins.

　　 The metalization of the three shows that they have been infested by the power of the differential engine, so they should all have great malice towards Jenkins. The first two fully demonstrate this point. The metal face snake will awaken the sleeping ground fire worm at the expense of itself, and the metal skeleton is against the basic rules of the host of the treacherous world. It takes the initiative to take the initiative on the premise of not breaking the rules He shot.

　　 The metal doll in front of him does not seem to have that kind of malice towards Jenkins. This is not just random guessing by Jenkins. As a **** and a high-level gifter, he is very sensitive to malice. You don't need to wait for others to act on him to know how others treat him.

　　Although the doll in front of him is not kind, but there is a limit to this kind of unkindness, which is similar to the things in the treacherous realm he has experienced in the past. Even after he finished telling the story of the Lanke people, the malice was reduced a lot.

　　 This made him unable to help but suspect that this eccentric realm had not been infested by the power of the differential engine much at all. When the differential engine is working on these nine sedulous realms, it is definitely not a real beast of disaster, so it can't completely transform the sedulous realm, and the degree of infestation of different sedulous realms should be different.

　　 And the current third paradox is probably the one in which the power of the differential engine shows very little.

　　 Thinking of this, he didn't look down at the slippery-to-the-touch tickets and he didn't know what material it was made of. Instead, he asked the metal doll:

　　 "Speaking of which, is I the only audience here?"

　　 means to ask if there are other outsiders, that is, the power of the beast of disaster.

　　 "Of course there is only you. We are committed to serving only one guest at a time. Please do not doubt our attitude."

　　 "I don't doubt... Are you sure, except for me, are all creatures that have existed in the theater for a long time?"

　　 "I don't know how you define living things, but I can guarantee that except for you and the garbage you brought..."

　　 should refer to Jenkins’ backpack and two metal cocoons.

　　 "All the entities and non-entities here have already existed here."

　　 These words are also true, which makes Jenkins unable to help but suspect that maybe the differential engine has not even placed the beast of evil in this treacherous situation. This is not impossible, after all, no one said that every layer has the power of the beast of disaster.

　　 And if his guess is correct, then it would be better. If there is no third floor, maybe there is no fourth floor, fifth floor, and sixth floor. This is probably the best news so far.

　　 Under the urging of the metal doll, Jenkins finally began to bow his head to choose tickets. The size of these tickets is not much different from the size of tickets for ordinary opera houses and concert halls that Jenkins has seen, but they are definitely not paper. He also maliciously guessed whether it was human skin, but it didn't feel like leather.

　　 The back of the ticket is black, with three silver ancient runes that Jenkins cannot recognize. On the front is the lingua franca to introduce the performance represented by each ticket.

　　 ""Dolls under the Bed", "The Banquet", "The Flycatcher", "The Girl of the Black Forest", "The Pleasure of Flesh", "The Celestial Bell"..."

　　 He whispered the name of the puppet show indicated on the ticket, feeling that each one seemed dangerous, and it was best not to choose.

　　 Of course, he can't choose three at will, because every ticket is printed with "performance time", which is the number of shows.

　　 There were 13 votes for the first show. He had to choose one from 13 and eight for the second show. He had to choose one from eight. The third show had the most votes, with 29 votes.

　　 "Can I choose the first show first, and then choose other shows in the middle of the show?"

　　 He raised his head and asked, but the metal doll replied:

　　 "Of course you can, but you'd better respect the actors who perform for you, and don't be too distracted during the performance."

　　 Jenkins nodded, and the ticket in his hand had no difference except for the words. He could only choose the safest one based on those descriptions. After hesitating, he took out one of them and handed it to the doll:

　　 "Then the first scene, please arrange this play."

　　The doll accepted Jenkins’ choice, and after seeing the ticket clearly, the red dots in his eyes suddenly lit up:

　　 "The perfect choice."

　　 It praised it, and the ticket showed "Magic Girl".

　　 There is no more time-wasting nonsense, the metal doll folded the ticket selected by Jenkins and put it away, and then the curtain was opened again.