Chapter 984: Chapter 982: Final Act
Even though Yi Chen hadn’t felt this tired in a long time, his biological clock still took precedence, waking him up an hour before filming started with the crew.
Yi Chen couldn’t remember how he ended up sleeping in bed, or even his memory of returning to the hotel was blank.
However, while lying on his side, he could feel the extreme comfort of the hotel mattress, as well as the sensation of something hard pressing against his back.
Turning his head slightly, he saw Lene sleeping beside him, also on her side, with her horns just pressing against his back.
The supreme laziness brought by the hotel could even make your soul submit, and Lene showed no sign of waking up.
It was only when Yi Chen sat up that she made the effort to open her eyes.
"Ah... morning already~ I really don’t want to get up, sleeping here is even more comfortable than the Sheep Palace."
"How did I get back last night?"
Upon Yi Chen’s question, Lene immediately perked up, "You were brought to the door by the hotel attendant, and then I carried you to bed... I could feel you were very tired, so I just held you and slept, the liquid secreted from my pores can penetrate the skin to replenish energy."
"Thank you."
Yi Chen gestured, and the Yellow Skin hanging at the door fit over his body.
"Why was Mr. Yi so late? Were you rehearsing with Mr. Bandi at the crew?"
"More or less rehearsing, I might come back a bit late until the movie filming finishes."
"Hmm~ I’ll wait for you anyway."
Yi Chen had already reached a secret agreement with the mask, which was to secretly go to the dungeon for thought-level combat practice with the previous Tenth Disaster, who remains in the mask, after the daily shooting.
The opponent wants a deadly confrontation before completely fading away, and Yi Chen seems to be the right fit as an opponent, yet also seems to have different purposes.
However, no matter what purpose the opponent has, Yi Chen doesn’t care, as long as he can contact the mask in advance, it is beneficial for him.
Moreover, this mental battle with the former Tenth Disaster could further awaken his lost ’ego’, and allow Yi Chen to prematurely absorb and adapt to the opponent’s overwhelming murderous aura.
Thus, the days went by one by one.
The filming process was smooth, and Yi Chen would return late every night,
no longer exhausted like the First Night, able to return to his room on his own, and his aura grew colder and colder.
When Lene would hold him to sleep in the nights, she could truly feel this chill, feeling the ’person beside the pillow’ becoming more and more unfamiliar, even having nightmares for several nights about being chased by Yi Chen, waking up drenched in cold sweat.
Time moved to the fourteenth day of filming,
finally arriving at the final scene, where the main character, Moonlight Killer Miles, played by Yi Chen, would face the ultimate showdown with the Resurrection Reaper portrayed by Yi Chen.
According to the script, Miles would complete this ultimate slaughter, thus bringing down the curtain.
Even if Yi Chen wanted to resist with absolute strength, attempting to change this ending and kill Miles instead, the script would never allow such a thing to happen.
The script’s rules not only physically confined Yi Chen, even if the main character Miles were truly killed, another actor would immediately step in to replace him, dying and resurrecting again.
Those involved in the filming had long been deeply bound by the script, unalterable.
"Mr. Yi, today’s the final filming, can you... survive?" Lene finally asked as they walked to the crew.
"I am already a dead man, there’s no such thing as surviving, you just need to perform well."
"Oh."
Faced with Yi Chen’s ambiguous words, Lene didn’t ask more questions, worried that it might annoy him and affect his performance.
Today’s crew was somewhat different,
the members were already standing at the door, tearfully hugging Yi Chen one after another, and some even came to get autographs.
The director was at the back of the crowd, solemnly pulling Yi Chen over as he arrived, saying:
"Your performance has exceeded expectations, and everyone considers you a brother... Even this director regrets why I initially wrote such a script.
I thought all night last night and found a way for you to survive, which is to find a temporary actor with a certain capability, who would undergo cosmetic surgery to match your appearance and body, then substitute you to die."
"Director, don’t you pursue absolute realism? Changing people in the end would reduce the effect, don’t you think? And does the script really allow such manipulation, especially since I’m the second male lead."
"We’ll just change the name of the substitute to Yi Chen as well, the script’s rules aren’t fixed.
Your merit is evident, and for us, a clut film with some flaws doesn’t matter. If the box office isn’t enough, we’ll try harder next movie."
"No need to change people."
"Are you sure?"
"Yes, just perform as instructed."
"Do you have some special plan? Beforehand warning, any behavior against the script will face strict constraints and limitations, you will surely meet your end."
"Hmm."
The director didn’t persuade further; after all, the method of substituting someone to die doesn’t necessarily guarantee success,
since Yi Chen had already made up his mind, the director stopped wasting words,
"Ah~ alright!
Bandi has been doing well recently, if this movie lets us achieve a sufficient box office in advance, the entire Tenth Disaster will be born here, Mr. Yi, given your important contribution, we will erect a tombstone for you inside the crew."
"Thank you."
As Yi Chen and the director proceeded towards the filming location, a chill-inducing aura swept in from behind.
As Yi Chen frowned, the family of four, once slain by the crew, appeared again and had arrived by his side.
"Director, what’s going on?"
The director also seemed helpless,
"Logically, having attacked part of the Eighth Disaster, as long as you’re not in the crew or fighting hotel, the Eighth Disaster will attack you.
Nothing has happened to you during the nights returning from the crew to the hotel recently, because we’ve made a friendly agreement with the Eighth Disaster.
The condition is simple: allowing the Eighth Disaster to watch the final scene’s shooting process, specifically watching your destined demise, exchanging their non-ambush during your late returns."
"Oh."
Yi Chen responded simply, not focusing on this family at all, exhibiting an air of utter contempt.
The Eighth Disaster wasn’t angered by Yi Chen’s arrogance. According to the rules, they couldn’t act in the crew, and Yi Chen would soon die in a dramatic way, no need to rush now.
Main actor Bandi Batol was already waiting at the filming site early, holding a wooden box in his hands.
For those numerous nights, ’Yi Chen’ kept him company in chat, sometimes several hours nonstop, even forming genuine feelings.
Bandi dared not follow other crew members to greet Yi Chen at the door, instead he focused early on the mask, syncing his thoughts with Miles.
The reason was simple; he feared that upon seeing Yi Chen, he couldn’t enter a state of acting, failing to go all out, affecting the entire movie’s filming.
Unexpectedly, Yi Chen walked over himself.
"Bandi, make sure to go all out later, you must integrate the mask with the best condition, otherwise I’ll look down on you."
"...Understood!"
No one on scene knew that the mask stored in the wooden box had already started moving in advance, it had never been so excited before, as if something major would happen today.