'Mission: The Theater Never Ends.'
'Marionettes, History, Miracles.'
'Divination, Performance, Bizarreness.'
'Disassembly, Piling, Stitching.'
'Above the dome, the essence of miracles seems to be hidden. Be careful, the power of miracles is not to be underestimated... Ah, of course, the audience is also not to be underestimated.'
'Mission Phase: 3/3'
'Status: Completed.'
'Congratulations, Host, for completing the phased mission [The Theater Never Ends]! Rewards have been issued, please check.'
'Mission status updated.'
'Mission: [The Master of Marionettes' Acting]'
'You who have advanced to 'Master of Marionettes' have summarized certain acting rules. Please follow the acting rules and gradually improve the content of the acting method to increase the digestion degree of the potion.'
'Mission Completion: 7%.'
The theater faded and disappeared, leaving only a ground of broken walls and rubble.
The circus, which had looked somewhat dilapidated but still relatively intact, now only had a scene of chaos. The performers were nowhere to be seen, and their current safety was unknown.
Tang had already guessed their fate and sighed silently in his heart.
This world was too harsh on the lower classes. Even those who were law-abiding could become victims once they encountered any event involving the supernatural.
This was a world that devoured people.
"While the Church hasn't arrived yet, I think it's time for us to leave."
The afterglow of the setting sun still hung in the distance. The previous explosion had obviously alerted the Extraordinary individuals of the Church. Before they arrived, Baron Ramd approached and stood beside the cruelly murdered Black Knight.
The Black Knight had returned to his original appearance. The corpse, like a dried mummy, faintly exuded a strange color.
That was the Black Knight's Extraordinary characteristics slowly condensing.
At this moment, two skeletal figures four meters tall drilled out of the ground. One grabbed the Black Knight, taking him and his continuous Extraordinary characteristics into the spirit world. The other looked at Olson, who was squatting on the ground, about to vomit but not quite, with black flames burning fiercely in its eyes.
Olson: ...
Mom, there's something dirty staring at me!
Owen limped over, looking like being hung upside down there hadn't been comfortable at all.
"Father."
Baron Ramd nodded, looked at his eldest son, and then glanced at the black armor on him. Without saying anything more, he led his eldest son and second son into the spirit world where colors intensely overlapped.
After passing through the spirit world again, the group had already returned to the castle.
Olson had been dragged out of the spirit world by the white bone skeleton. Coupled with almost being turned into a marionette and almost losing control before, his current state was terrible.
The place where they appeared was the castle's small chapel. The emblem of the Goddess of the Night was placed here, seemingly shimmering with a kind of serene light.
Baron Ramd looked up at the emblem symbolizing the Goddess of the Night. His gentle gaze turned a bit cold. He twitched the corner of his mouth but said nothing.
"Are you alright?"
Tang walked over and squatted beside Olson, feeling that he still had to care for his old friend.
Olson waved his hand, indicating that he just needed to vomit for a while longer.
Although there were some slight signs of losing control...
"This is much better than when I heard those voices before."
Olson gave a wry smile with a pale face.
Tang nodded. "Then I'll have someone take you to the guest room to rest first."
"Okay, cough..."
This feeling of wanting to vomit but not quite was really uncomfortable, making Tang also want to retch a couple of times.
However, the voices Olson heard before? Murmurs?
Mr. Door? Tang pondered.
Owen walked over and patted Tang, who had stood up, on the back. "You should go rest too. I'll talk to Father about what happened today."
"Okay."
Tang glanced at Baron Ramd waiting for them and nodded.
His tense nerves relaxed slightly. Only now did he suddenly realize that his spirituality was almost depleted.
The series of operations just now had almost been榨取ing his spirituality and energy every second. Now that he was out of danger and the mission had been successfully completed, he felt the fatigue and dull pain all over his body.
"Sure enough, when people get excited, their blood vessels are full of adrenaline."
Tang braced himself and walked from the small chapel back to his room. He closed the door and planned to meditate to recover the loss of spirituality.
At dinner, Tang didn't come out.
Madam Boyanka, seeing her husband who should have left reappear here, looked somewhat surprised but quickly accepted it.
Owen tugged at his leg, wincing.
After Madam Boyanka finished eating and left, Owen finally talked to Baron Ramd about what happened today.
'Host, it's standard time, four minutes past two.'
Tang opened his eyes, no longer sleepy.
He had gone to bed too early last night, and many things hadn't been received or sorted out. He simply got up, only to be sealed in place when he left the bed.
After struggling for a while, he decided to satisfy his heart's desire and lay back on the bed to open the System interface.
'Phased Mission: [The Theater Never Ends].'
'Mission Status: Completed.'
'Congratulations, Host, Identification次数 +20, Remaining Identification次数: 134 times.'
''Craftsman' Usage次数 +10, Remaining Forging次数: 23 times.'
'Knowledge Fragments Amount +1000, Remaining Knowledge Fragments Amount: 2316.'
'Number of times to create Bionic Marionettes +1, Remaining Number of times to create: 1.'
'Still troubled by the lack of liveliness of your marionettes? Still worried about not being able to operate marionettes that are too far away? Feeling regretful about having to give up old marionettes because you obtained new ones? Brand new bionic marionettes, satisfying all the needs of the Master of Marionettes...'
'PS, does Sequence Four need to be converted to Mystic/Alchemist? Yes/YES.'
'Again, PS, converting to Alchemist can increase the number of times you can create bionic marionettes.'
"That's it?" Tang's mind was full of "Is that all? Is that all?"
He had risked his life and wasted so many knowledge fragments, and then this was all he got?
"Also, where did you learn this advertising-filled rhetoric..."
Tang's mouth twitched. He sat up from the bed. "What is this bionic marionette?"
'In layman's terms, it's similar to AI control.'
The System was also very honest, 'It can set backgrounds, personalities, etc., for the marionettes you control. Based on the completeness of the settings, it will automatically supplement other relevant content. When encountering events, the marionettes will automatically react according to their own persona... puppet persona without the need for the Master of Marionettes to control them.'
'As the number of reactions increases, the marionettes' persona... puppet persona will also continuously improve itself.'
Okay, this world was just a giant Chat GPT.
'The most important point is that it will allow the applicable range of marionettes to no longer be limited to the vicinity of the Master of Marionettes.'
'As long as the spirit world covers the area, marionettes equipped with this bionic marionette module can be manipulated at any time!'
The System looked like it wanted to be praised, and Tang's mouth twitched.
The more he listened, the more it sounded like putting something made by an alchemist into a marionette.
"This ability of yours, it couldn't be a temporary development, right?"
'How could it be~'
(End of this chapter)