It's a hell game, who can still be a human being?

Chapter 718 Black Swan, I'll fuck your eggshell!

"Can you two please stop arguing the moment you see each other?"

The novelist said, with a headache.

Although she could tell that the two of them didn't really hate each other, it was still quite annoying to hear them arguing all the time.

"Fine, tell him not to show his face in front of me, and this old lady won't scold him."

"Hishibu immediately said."

"You shamelessly insisted on coming along. If you don't like me, go back to sleep. While it's not completely dark, you can still daydream for a while."

Liu Zheng retorted sharply.

"Grandma, I can go wherever I want. I'm staying in this beat-up car of yours. Go ahead and kick me out if you dare."

Hishikibu puffed out her chest.

"Alright, stop arguing. If you keep arguing, none of you are going. Help me revise the article."

The novelist finally couldn't hold back any longer.

Upon hearing this, the two who had just been exchanging barbs immediately fell silent, their mouths shut tighter than a welder's.

Editing is much more boring than writing, and helping others edit is even more boring to the nth degree.

The three of them drove the hearse to the entrance of the Grand Theater.

As expected of the "grand" prefix, the Grand Theatre does indeed look magnificent.

Although the ceiling height is not very high, the area occupied is extremely large, estimated to be at least 20,000 square meters.

The exterior of the Grand Theatre adopts a very classic three-section design of upper, middle and lower sections.

At the top is a slightly flattened conical dome, with a triangular fence surrounding the bottom of the dome. Each triangle has a huge diamond at its apex, making the entire top look like a crown.

At the top of the crown stands a double statue, one of whom appears to be a male human and the other to be a female snake-person.

The middle and lower sections feature rows of colonnades and windows, with small statues standing on the beams between the colonnades, depicting various races.

At the entrance of the Grand Theater was a huge square, in the center of which was a fountain made of black and red rocks, and Lu Tong was standing next to the fountain waiting for them.

"Good evening, Mr. Liu Zheng. Good evening, Ms. Hishishikibu and Ms. Izanami. These are your tickets."

Lu Tong walked over, bowed to them, and handed the tickets to Liu Zheng.

He looked much better after just one day apart, though he still seemed quite worried.

However, this is just one example; anyone would be worried after ordering a bloody takeout meal that took two hours to prepare.

“I appreciate your sentiments. Don’t worry, as long as you’re alive, I will definitely find a way to bring you back to life. Even if you die, I will arrange the best burial site and funeral for you.”

Liu Zheng said it bluntly.

"Thank you for your kindness."

"I am grateful," said the deer boy.

Based on his previous experience of being rescued, he believed that the other party would keep his promise, which is why he voluntarily ordered takeout for two hours.

Without the protection of a powerful figure, sooner or later another Tamamo-no-Mae Yuichi will set his sights on him.

Lu Tong never wants to repeat that experience again, and he'd rather take a big gamble for it.

"Are you okay here by yourself?"

Liu Zheng asked.

The sun has completely set; let's hope that when he comes out, the Deer Child will be gone.

"No problem, the area around the Grand Theatre is relatively safe when there are performances."

"It's a deer boy," the boy replied.

"Okay. By the way, who are those two?"

Liu Zheng gestured towards the double statue.

"Those were the founders of the Grand Theatre and the most legendary performers of the Metropolitan Theatre, Xu Suzhen and Bai Xianzi."

Lu Tong explained.

"Okay, then we'll go in first."

He nodded.

"Wishing you all the best."

Lu Tong said sincerely.

Because they had bought the most expensive tickets, after their tickets were checked by the waiter at the door, a staff member escorted them to the private room.

The private box is located on the second floor, and the side facing the stage is a transparent, dimly lit barrier.

Liu Zheng stood in front of the barrier and looked down, with a clear view of the entire stage, including most of the audience area.

"Can we see inside the private room from the outside?"

He asked the waiter.

"Of course you can't see it. Rest assured, the Grand Theatre always gives the utmost protection to the privacy of its VIPs. The three of you can enjoy everything in the box, whether it's the performance or anything else."

The waiter, who had a toad-like face but a body more like a hippopotamus, spoke with an ambiguous expression.

"Oh. I've long admired the black swan. I wonder if I could offer it a flower before its performance?"

Liu Zheng originally wanted to ask if he could invite the actors into the private room to enjoy themselves together, but then thought better of it.

Even disregarding other factors, it's highly unlikely that an actor of Black Swan's caliber would agree to make a private deal with a stranger in the audience.

But sending flowers before a performance is a common practice; even if he doesn't mention it, someone else probably will.

"this one"

The waiter drawled out the words.

"Ask."

Liu Zheng understood and stuffed a wad of banknotes into his hand.

"Please wait a moment, I'll go ask backstage now."

The waiter said respectfully, then turned and left.

"upstart."

"Hishikibu said dismissively."

"Oh? Then, Miss Hishikibu, what would you do if you weren't a nouveau riche?"

Liu Zheng asked, feigning curiosity.

"With my reputation, no one would refuse an invitation to communicate with me."

"Hishikibu said proudly."

Although she has never written a screenplay, there are many instances of short stories being adapted into screenplays.

A platinum author like Hishikibu could have one of her works adapted into a hit drama at any time, which could then launch the careers of a group of actors.

"Then you'd better introduce yourself. If you can lure the Black Swan in to kill it, I'll thank you for the rest of my life."

Liu Zheng said with a hopeful expression.

"Then forget it. It's disgusting to be remembered by you for the rest of my life."

Hishishikibu gave a look of disgust.

"Each each other."

He retorted.

Just as another war of words was about to begin, the toad waiter knocked on the door of the private room.

"I'm sorry, the Black Swan is about to take the stage and I won't have time to greet the fans, but I can pass on your flowers for you."

"That's what the toad waiter said as he came in."

"Never mind then, I'll just deliver it to it myself when it has time."

Liu Zheng waved his tentacle.

"Okay. I'll take my leave now. If you need anything, please press the service bell on the wall."

The toad waiter left the private room.

He glanced at his phone; it was already 6:58. Black Swan really didn't have time to greet the fans.

Of course, it also depends on what kind of fans they are.

If it's a fan of Ace's dad's caliber, then even if today's performance is canceled, we'll still have to make sure we're properly accommodated.

"Sigh, in the end, I still have to resort to the 'eagle striking down in the palace.' Actually, I'm not the kind of person who likes to show off."

Liu Zheng sighed, feigning concern.

"Then you can sneak away now and find a deserted place to quietly hang yourself."

"Hishikibu mocked."

"I'm too lazy to care about you."

He looked up at the stage, waiting for the show to begin.

At exactly 7 p.m., the lights in the center of the stage went out. Perhaps due to some kind of supernatural power, the center of the stage was completely dark, and not a single ray of light from the surrounding lights could penetrate it.

As a melodious tune began to play, an even brighter black light flowed through the darkness.

As the darkness dissipated, a tall black swan appeared before everyone's eyes.

Unlike ordinary black swans (which have fluffy gray feathers on their backs), its feathers are all black and glossy, as black as a solar eclipse and as shiny as silk.

Its beak, like that of a common black swan, is entirely white, with a "V"-shaped red band extending to both sides at the front.

In addition, its entire body lines are incredibly smooth, with almost every part conforming to the golden ratio, making it seem less like a natural creature and more like a sculpture.

But the light in its eyes, the trembling of every feather, and the rhythm of every movement of its body could not radiate its abundant vitality.

"You jumped really well."

Even Liu Zheng, who doesn't watch dance, subconsciously exclaimed in admiration.

Moreover, the beauty of black swans transcends race and gender, approaching the essence of beauty itself.

"Would Ottawa be in this state even if its goose farm hadn't been taken away?"

He recalled the small and ugly body of the white goose in the gem mirror.

I wonder if the white goose knows what a black swan looks like. If it does, you can imagine how much hatred it feels.

"The world of the extraordinary is truly cruel."

Liu Zheng couldn't help but sigh.

Although the real world is cruel and full of things that are obtained through trickery and force, there are always some things that no one can take away from you.

In the extraordinary world, everything—body, soul, memories, past, future, and even existence itself—can be taken away from you; it's a true winner-takes-all world.

If it weren't for the city hall's strong suppression, the metropolis would have become a hellish place.

Without a Supreme Speaker, the City Hall would only become a tool for the powerful to divide up the spoils.

"What kind of person is the Supreme Speaker?"

Liu Zheng conjured up countless images in his mind, but none of them satisfied him.

"Senior, time is almost up."

The novelist offered a reminder.

The dance "Swan Lake" is not long, only a little over five minutes, and now a little over half of it has already passed.

"it is good."

Liu Zheng nodded and took out a men's leather jacket with rivets.

Name: "Gaga Shuang Bathhouse Lingerie"

Type: Item

Quality: Excellent

"Effect: After use, the appearance will completely change to match the style of the erotic outfit, and the erotic outfit will be destroyed first when damaged."

"Note: If you haven't broken through to the first level, it doesn't count as having done it."

"Can it be taken out of the instance: No"

"How is it? Has anything changed?"

He put on his leather jacket and asked.

"Senior, you should see for yourself."

The novelist suppressed a laugh and took a small mirror out of his handbag and handed it to him.

Liu Zheng picked up the mirror and saw a burly man with a full-faced mohawk and an open collar revealing chest hair large enough to serve as a bulletproof vest; he looked very punk.

"Mr. Yuan, you're not giving me the ones you don't need, are you?"

He couldn't help but complain when he thought about how this was originally supposed to be a lingerie outfit.

"Who is General Manager Yuan?"

The novelist asked abruptly.

"A friend who owns a bathhouse."

Liu Zheng was startled, but tried to downplay the situation.

"Oh."

The novelist did not ask further questions.

"I'm going out. You all take care of yourselves."

Liu Zheng breathed a sigh of relief.

"Yes, yes, good luck, senior!"

The novelist raised his little fist to encourage him.

Given her and Hii Shikibu's family background and status, they'll be fine as long as they're not caught red-handed.

After leaving the private room, Liu Zheng went down to the first floor.

The waiters on the first floor, like the audience, were completely absorbed in the Black Swan performance. The remaining few, who were focused on their work, didn't pay any attention to him since he came down from the second floor.

You can't go to the second floor if you buy a ticket for the first floor, but it's not impossible for second-floor viewers to come to the first floor and have a less enjoyable viewing experience.

Among the audience who enjoy watching performances at the Grand Theatre, there are always those who are passionate or performance artists. There was even one who got drunk, poured alcohol on himself, set himself on fire, and then jumped out of a second-floor box to perform a fireball act.

As long as it doesn't disrupt the stage order, the staff are used to it.

Liu Zheng didn't rush onto the stage directly, but stood in a corner, watching the black swan dance while nodding and swaying his head to the rhythm.

Seeing this, the staff became even more relaxed.

Just as the music faded and the performance came to an end, Liu Zheng took out two items from the system space.

One item was a plate of stir-fried shrimp and pork heart, and the other was a small booklet.

Name: Longjing Shrimp and Pork Heart (Disposable)

Type: Item

Quality: Excellent

"Effect: Doubles the effect when using offensive rhetoric against enemies, and is even more effective when used in conjunction with similar items, lasting for one hour."

"Note: Shrimp and pig's heart, how scary!"

"Can it be taken out of the instance: Yes"

Title: A Collection of Swear Words (One-Time Use)

Type: Item

Quality: Excellent

"Effect: When used, it can produce targeted profanities based on the target's race."

"Note: Anyone who lines up against me will lose their mother within three seconds. As for their father, he and his brains have already been ejected."

"Can it be taken out of the instance: No"

He had already obtained these two items, but had not found a suitable opportunity to use them until now, which was the perfect time.

Liu Zheng first poured the whole plate of shrimp and pig heart into his mouth, then picked up the book of swear words and opened it.

"Item successfully used. Initiating profanity creation based on the target race."

"Profanity successfully compiled, please use with caution."

As the system notification sounded, lines of text appeared on the previously blank pages.

"Black Swan, you eggshell! You're just an ugly duckling, you don't even have any feathers, what right do you have to dance on a grand theater stage?"

He held up a book of profanities with one tentacle and pointed at the black swan with the other, cursing loudly like a priest rebuking the devil.

"what are you saying?"

The music stopped abruptly, and the black swan stood on one leg, its blood-red eyes gazing over like two searchlights.

"Did I say something wrong? I heard that when you were little, you couldn't compete with the chicks in your nest, so you sold your body to get a worm, and the biggest chick turned your cloaca into a three-bedroom, two-living room."

Liu Zheng spoke louder and louder, becoming more and more excited.

The audience was also drawn to his various profanities and shocking stories, and all their attention was shifted from the stage to him.

"Get him!"

One of the staff members realized what was happening and shouted loudly.

The other staff members, upon hearing this, also came to their senses and gathered around him.

"Let him say it!"

Seeing this, one audience member raised his leather shoe and slapped the back of his chair, expressing his dissatisfaction.

Other audience members also realized what was going on, and agreed: "Yeah, you can watch a performance anytime, but this kind of fun is rare."

"Let him talk! Let him talk!"

The audience members raised their shoes or accessories and slapped the backs of their chairs while shouting.

(End of this chapter)