Chapter 52: Blue Star – 6
by GideonThe Changxin Palace Lamp burned without fire, as if welcoming the resurrection of the Demon Lord.
Jie Keye reached out and pushed against the demonic coffin—
Huh?
Staring at the completely motionless coffin, he fell silent for a moment and slowly increased the force in his hands.
However—
The demonic coffin still did not budge an inch.
Jie Keye: …?
The corners of his lips pressed into a thin line, and demonic power surged within him—
Even though demonic energy so thick it was nearly turning to mist leaked out from the seams of the coffin and rapidly swept through the burial chamber, the coffin did not shift in the slightest.
Jie Keye, who had never imagined such a situation could happen: …
He poked his main body.
【Perhaps you can provide an explanation?】
He couldn’t even get out of the dungeon’s demonic coffin; how was he supposed to get that item back for you?
Furthermore, let alone items, if this situation keeps up, once the sixty days are over, he’ll probably still be stuck at the initial 20% manifestation rate and just dissipate directly!
Ye Jiujiu, who was also learning for the first time that this kind of thing could happen: …?
That shouldn’t be right…
She frowned and went to find the game system responsible for construction.
“Perhaps you can provide an explanation?”
Copying Jie Keye’s question word for word to the game system, Ye Jiujiu herself was utterly baffled.
“What were you thinking?”
What could the game system possibly be thinking?
It was merely quietly using this opportunity to flip open its grudge book, and happened to notice that this exact NPC had previously used her skills to hijack a system panel’s editing privileges, right?
Of course, it would never let the NPC in front of it know about that.
“Isn’t this created based on your template setting?”
The game system highlighted the four characters in Jie Keye’s template in bold red: Sealed himself into a coffin.
“Our game simply strictly follows your set arrangements. P.S.: Friendly reminder, if you need to break out of the coffin, you can have someone destroy the demonic coffin from the outside.”
The unchanging, cold mechanical voice inexplicably gave Ye Jiujiu the illusion that the game system was gloating… It had to be an illusion, right?
Staring at those highlighted red characters, Ye Jiujiu took a deep breath—wait, it really was her own fault?
Feeling a little embarrassed, she sent the solution over to Jie Keye.
Jie Keye, who was stuck in the burial chamber where not a single living thing—let alone small animals—dared to approach due to the demonic energy: …?
He emitted a profound, soul-deep expression of doubt.
【So you’re saying I can’t get out?】
Have someone destroy the demonic coffin from the outside?
In this main burial chamber, the only things that could remotely be associated with a person, other than himself, were the ashes box of the young lady he was holding.
And as for the outside world, needless to say, the outside world didn’t even know there was an underground palace beneath the Eastern Domain!
Ye Jiujiu, completely cornered by Jie Keye’s question: …
Regarding this matter, how should she put it…
【Minor issue!】
Under Jie Keye’s subtle gaze, Ye Jiujiu counter-attacked—
【Hey, Playwright darling?】
Hmm?
The Playwright, who was leading three little kittens down the street toward the location of the research institute’s prop, paused slightly in his steps.
The main body’s tone like this…
Even calling him “darling”…
No matter how you look at it, this doesn’t sound like a good thing at all, right?
He rubbed his chin.
【Act normal. You look a lot like a pervert right now, you know that?】
Ye Jiujiu, looking very much like a pervert: …
That’s why there’s a good chance the Playwright is going to die by his own foul mouth sooner or later!
She smiled.
【There’s an underground palace beneath the Eastern Domain, and Jie Keye is trapped in the demonic coffin. Hurry up and let him out.】
What kind of nonsense is that?
The Playwright furrowed his brows.
【What kind of thing is Jie Keye, and how do you know he’s trapped in an underground palace… Hm?】
Using the connection between the main body and his avatar, the Playwright perceived what was going on with Jie Keye: …
This kind of situation was wildly explosive, even across all the worlds created by avatars.
At the very least, when writing plays, the Playwright had never written such a plot.
“Hahahahahahahahaha!”
His laughter was unbridled. Amidst his roaring laughter, he even squatted down on the ground, clutching his stomach.
He could mock the main body for this incident for a year… No, at least three years!
The three little kittens behind him, who had been paying constant attention to the Playwright: …?
They instantly shivered and huddled together in a ball.
Why did this lunatic suddenly start laughing?
The Maine Coon asked the Ragdoll with its eyes.
You’re asking me, how would I know?
The Ragdoll didn’t dare speak either; it twitched its eyes as it looked along with the Maine Coon toward the Lion-cat.
Damn it, we already call him a lunatic, isn’t it just super lunatic behavior for a lunatic to suddenly start laughing?
The Lion-cat hid its size, desperately shrinking beneath the other two cats, while still managing to provide a summarizing overview of the Playwright’s behavior:
The lunatic is having another episode!
Oh—
Totally makes sense!
The other two cats felt the Lion-cat made a lot of sense.
And since this lunatic Playwright was already so deranged when he wasn’t having an episode, now that he was having one…
They rolled into a corner, desperately praying that the Playwright wouldn’t see them.
Unfortunately—
The rest of the pedestrians on the street, startled by the Playwright’s sudden laughter, didn’t understand the cats’ terror.
“Are you insane? Laughing out loud all of a sudden, what the hell are you laughing at?”
A hot-tempered older brother started cursing on the spot.
The young woman beside him also clutched her chest and glared resentfully at the Playwright.
The Playwright, who had just finished laughing and was preparing to mock Ye Jiujiu first: …?
Are you guys serious?
“Looking for death?”
He raised his head to look at the pedestrians who had gradually swarmed around him, his face full of confusion.
“Are you all tired of living?”
Oh ho!
This punk who was just acting crazy and laughing out loud actually still dares to mock them now?
Could the pedestrians tolerate that?
Naturally, they couldn’t!
“I think you’re the one looking for death!”
Especially that hot-tempered brother who had started the shouting. His eyes instantly turned vicious, and without a shred of reason, he threw a punch straight at the Playwright’s face.
“Bang!”
Following a dull thud—
The crowd stared in silence as the hot-tempered brother, at the very last second, had his fist abruptly swerve to punch himself fiercely in the face, knocking out a tooth and dropping flat onto the ground.
“Aiyayayaya, what’s wrong? You can’t even hit me when I’m standing right here?”
Lightly tapping the tear mole at the corner of his eye, the Playwright smiled until his eyes narrowed into pleased little lines.
“If you aren’t trying to pull off a scam… your girlfriend must really, truly love you. She hasn’t dumped you even though you’re this weak…”
Hot-tempered Brother: ???
His already fierce-looking eyes instantly turned completely bloodshot.
Without another word, he scrambled back up, looking like he wanted to risk his life fighting the Playwright.
Was the Playwright afraid of this?
He didn’t even diminish the smile on his face by a single fraction. With elegant movements… he simply blended right into the circle of pedestrians surrounding him.
While leisurely dodging, he would from time to time imperceptibly manipulate the hot-tempered brother’s attack trajectory, causing him to miss even the corner of the Playwright’s clothes while the surrounding onlookers caught all the collateral damage instead.
And that wasn’t even the best part. As he dodged, the Playwright didn’t stop dishing out cold sarcasm for even a second.
“What, ticked off because I saw right through you? Did I really hit the nail on the head?”
“Oh dear, your girlfriend is so pitiful. She probably can’t even experience true happiness, huh?”
“Bro, if all else fails, you should at least go see a doctor… Don’t tell me even the hospital gave up on saving you?”
“Oh no, does that mean I leaked your secret? And now everyone knows you can’t get it up? I’m so terrible, wuwuwu?”
…
“Ahhhhh! I’m going to kill you!”
The hot-tempered brother had clearly completely lost his mind.
His already burly frame seemed to bulk up even further as he went on a wild rampage—
The other pedestrians panicked as well, dragging out all sorts of heavy artillery, leading to what happened next—the entire street descended into a chaotic melee.
“Tsk tsk tsk—so rude, much too rude. A bunch of vulgar barbarians.”
The Playwright, the very source who had sparked the melee, easily extricated himself right at that moment.
Sighing, he strolled over to a corner, leisurely glancing at the three little kittens huddled together in a ball, still smiling just as brightly.
“Let’s go, lest we miss out on grabbing the prop.”
The three little kittens: …
Wuwu QAQ!
Where is the Society for the Prevention of Cruelty to Animals?
Save the cats, the cats are scared QAQ!
Silently, they glanced back at the street that was gradually filling with severed limbs, then looked at the Playwright, who looked utterly disdainful of the chaos. Finally, trembling paws and all, they followed behind the Playwright.
Before they had even taken a few steps following him—
The Playwright suddenly stopped in his tracks.
“Speaking of which… did I forget something?”
He tilted his head and thought about it…
Nope, couldn’t think of anything.
That meant nothing was wrong, right?
Nodding to himself, the Playwright resumed walking toward the research institute prop’s location.
Ah, grab the prop, let the third template out of the demonic coffin… Yup, he wanted both!
Once he rescued the third template, he was going to ruthlessly mock the main body, hahahaha!
Meanwhile…
Ye Jiujiu, who had been forgotten by the Playwright and had waited endlessly for his reply: …
Tsk—
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