Chapter 307 Dark Four
Jilan stood outside the door with a shocked expression.
Hearing the conversation between William and Clark, he instantly confirmed two things...
First, the young man named "Clark Smith" is very likely to He is the "director" of February Sichen in later generations!
Secondly, Clark may be Gillan's "fellow fellow"...
That is, the time traveler who came to this different world from the earth!
Gulu.
Jilan swallowed.
These two speculations really scared him.
‘If Clark is a time traveler, will he have any special abilities like me...’
Gillan had such an idea inexplicably.
‘Does Clark know I exist? After all, I am now in the movie he shot...and as the "director" of February Sichen, will He be watching me secretly? ’
Thinking of this, Ji Lan’s heart skipped a beat.
Because he has used the "various" ability more than once in real film. Such particularity is difficult not to attract the attention of the "director".
And if the "director" realizes his specialness, will he observe deeply and discover his identity as a "traveler"?
Gilan doesn't know...
But his mood at this moment is very complicated.
Because he had no idea what kind of person Clark was and what kind of attitude he would have towards his "fellow fellow".
Is it intimacy or hatred?
Gilan cannot be sure.
But as of now, the fact that he is not dead yet is sufficient to illustrate three possibilities.
First, the "director" has not discovered his existence yet.
Secondly, the "director" has actually discovered him, but does not know his identity as a time traveler.
Thirdly, the "director" discovered him and knew his identity as a time traveler, but he had good intentions, so he didn't touch him.
Gilan’s mind was racing.
He believes that as the law of truth that governs the world, it is unlikely that the "director", one of the Twelve Sichens, would not be able to detect his little tricks.
Then, the third possibility is the most likely.
Thinking of this, Ji Lan relaxed a little.
He stood there and thought for a while, and finally chose to take a step forward and opened the door to the backstage of the theater.
Creak——
The simple wooden door was pushed open by Jilan.
There was a young man sitting on each of the two wooden benches facing each other inside.
On the left is William Gerrard, who has shoulder-length blond hair and a single ponytail. He held the steel cross sword in his arms and leaned against the wall with a smile on his face.
The boy on the right is wearing a loose beige robe. He is thin and wears a very inconsistent white spherical metal helmet.
In his arms, he also held a strange black iron box.
Seeing the door open, the two of them turned to look at it at the same time.
At this moment, Gillan and Clark looked at each other.
The thick glass surface of the white helmet reflected the light of the candle, and also reflected Gillan's own figure... except that underneath, Clark's true face could not be seen.
‘Astronaut helmet? ’
Gilan had such a sense of déjà vu inexplicably.
Click!
A dazzling white light flashed, followed by a crisp sound.
Jilan instinctively raised his hand to block it in front of him.
The next second, he squinted and was shocked to see a piece of yellowed "paper" popping out from the bottom of the black iron box in the arms of the young man wearing a strange ball helmet.
On the paper, a picture of a young man with his hands raised to cover his face was printed with black ink.
‘Photo…camera? ’
Jilan looked shocked.
‘This is the medieval period! '
"That's weird...I seem to have seen you somewhere."
Clark held the "photo", lowered his head to look at it, then looked up at Gilan, and there was a sound of urn under the helmet. sound.
At this time, William, who was sitting opposite him, smiled and said:
"Teacher, you are here... Let me introduce to you, this is my friend, Clark Smith. Today we are watching the play "Don Quixote" "Kode" was made by him."
"Yes."
Gilan nodded to William first.
Immediately looked at Clark again, and suddenly said in a deep voice:
"There is bright moonlight in front of the bed."
Clark blurted out almost reflexively:
"I suspect it is on the ground..."
But he stopped abruptly in the middle of the sentence.
He suddenly let out a sigh, as if remembering something, he bent down holding his round helmet and fell into deep thought.
Gillan and William were stunned.
But soon, Clark sat up straight again, as if nothing was wrong. But in Gillan's opinion, the other party's reaction was more like being touched by the conversation just now.
"You are finally here, I have been waiting for you for a long time..."
Clark's voice suddenly became calmer.
Jilan’s breathing stagnated for some reason.
He had an intuition that the current Clark... should be called "director"!
“Are you a ‘director’?”
Gilan asked cautiously.
However, the other party sat up straight and did not make a sound. The shiny surface of the helmet reflected the candlelight in the room, making it impossible to see his expression. "No...I'm not a 'director', I'm just 'actor A', now playing the teenage Clark Smith."
"Huh?"
Gilan only felt that his thoughts were a little confused.
Actor A?
That "Mr. A" who often appears in real films, playing various roles like a "Queen Actor"?
"Mr. A, you said you have been waiting for me for a long time...what do you mean?"
Gillan asked tentatively.
It was then that he noticed that the surrounding environment, including William, seemed to have pressed the pause button and stood still.
In the entire room, only Jilan and the boy wearing the helmet could still speak and move.
"I can only move in the real film and cannot go to the earthly world...So, I have been waiting for you here for a long time."
Under the glass of the round helmet, the sound of urns came.
"The code you just communicated with me awakened my sense of autonomy."
Gilan kept a surprised expression, and his heart moved.
Hearing what the other party said, he still didn’t understand what was going on.
This is most likely the ultimate easter egg that the "director" buries in every real film. To be precise, it is an easter egg specially reserved for "fellow travelers" who travel through time...
Only when special conditions are met can it be triggered, thus awakening Mr. A as the "Queen Actor".
Therefore, the other party will say that he has been waiting for him for a long time.
"So...Mr. A, what is your relationship with the 'director'?"
Gilan asked again.
The young man was still sitting upright, and a muffled voice came from under the thick glass:
"I am one of the four apostles under the director. The reason why I stay in the real film waiting for you, Just to convey the advice left to you by the 'director'..."
Advice from the "director"?
Advice from a senior time traveler!
Gilan suddenly felt a chill in his heart.
He looked calm and asked in a deep voice:
"What advice?"
"Five pieces of advice."
Mr. A replied calmly and spread his fingers.
"One, 'You and I are both "pests" in this world, and we must ascend as soon as possible at all costs. Only by becoming one of the laws of truth that governs the operation of all things can it be possible to exempt yourself from the malice of this world. . '"
"Two, 'William Gerrard can be your absolute helper, and being in the same camp is your best choice, because no one in the world dares to subvert the original plan. There is order.'"
"Three, 'the art of vigilance'"
"Four, 'The old god Si Sui is the world itself, and the new god Si Chen is the law of the world. But the world will collapse, and the law will also collapse.'"
"Five, 'If Si Chen falls, The laws of truth that maintain the movement of the world will be distorted...but there are two cornerstone principles that remain unchanged'"
"'One, everything exists, and existence has traces.'"
“'Mortals will leave behind their spiritual bodies after death; mystics will leave behind mysterious objects after their death; long-lived people will leave behind monuments after their death...all are manifestations of following this principle. Even if Transformers, apostles, and even Si Chen and Si Sui cannot escape this principle.'"
"'Secondly, everything dreams, and dreams are reflections of reality.'"
"'Remember these two principles!'"
After saying that, Mr. A said no more.
Tuliu Jilan opened his mouth slightly and fell into deep thought.
The "director" left him with advice through the apostle. The amount of information was so great that it was difficult for him to digest it for a while.
Gilan even didn’t understand some of the words.
Especially the "two eternal principles", he only half understood.
‘Are time travelers a “pest” to the world? Once discovered, the world will be hostile...'
'In other words, my true identity and "beauty" must not be exposed, otherwise I will suffer terrible disaster? ’
Gilan looked thoughtful.
‘Be wary of art’ means, does it refer to the “three divisions of art”? So what I should be wary of is everything about "Miss Elegy", "Mrs. Ya" and "White Dove Poet"...'
In addition, the "director" clearly advised Gillan to hug William Gerrard's thigh in his advice.
Gilan did not resist this.
When you are weak, you should find someone to support you.
What's more, in the real world, he himself is the committee leader and gravedigger of the Bremen Empire, and he belongs to William's camp.
Of course, Gilan did not accept the "director's" advice easily, but hid it deep in his heart and waited to think about it slowly in the future.
Wow——
Suddenly, the still pictures all around suddenly started to "flow" again, the candlelight flickered and the shadows swayed.
There was also a little noise outside the house.
It was as if the "signal" was restored to my ears the moment I emerged from the sea.
Clark stood up, stroked his chest and saluted Gillan, and spoke in a gentle tone:
"I often hear William talking about you, Mr. Gillan, you are an excellent swordsman!"
Seeing this, Gillan also knew that Mr. A's self-awareness was "gone", Clark Smith Then it returned to "normal".
At this time, William held the cross sword and suddenly said:
“By the way, teacher, Clark recently collected an ancient parchment, which recorded a place from more than a thousand years ago. The treasure is located within the territory of the Persian Merchant Alliance, only more than a hundred kilometers away from the city of Florian..."
"Are you interested in taking the escort to take a look?"
"Treasure map?"
Gilan raised his brows and glanced at Clark.
Under the thick glass of the young man's round helmet, a positive voice came:
"Yes...it seems to be a noble relic about 'Miciarios'. That is a thanrondon It is a country where the kingdom is still early. According to legend, they believe in the "Miss Tears" of the third year. "
(End of this chapter)