Chu Fan The more he spoke, the clearer his eyes became, the bloodshot eyes gradually faded away, and he gradually became more energetic. "Captain! This is definitely feasible!"
"If you choose to commit suicide, you may be able to keep your soul and have a chance of resurrection." "If you are wiped out, then you don't have to expect anything."
If given a choice, Chu Fan would definitely not want to die. Even if there was a possibility of resurrection, he would not choose this path.
But the problem is that he has no other choice.
After hearing Chu Fan's speech, Zhang Guangmu thought for a moment and promised in a serious tone, "I will find the truth and find a way to resurrect you."
Having said that, Zhang Guangmu estimates that the plot of "The Birth of a Thespian" will most likely not develop to that point, and Director will announce the movie Wrap Up Filming.
As soon as he finished speaking, a gentle but annoying female voice sounded in the office.
"Zhang Guangmu, congratulations on becoming [Train Conductor]!"
"Your job is to maintain order and normal operation of the train."
"Your job rights information is being loaded into memory..."
"Message loading completed."
This method of memory mounting is actually not complicated. It is essentially the same as Subconscious Actor's false past memories of their identity. There is no difference.
A flash of cold light flashed across Zhang Guangmu's eyes, and a small amount of information washed over him, only making him dazed for a moment.
After quickly digesting the relevant information fragments, Zhang Guangmu reached out his right hand and slowly turned it over so that his palm was facing up.
In an instant, the huge office gradually shrank and returned to its original size at a speed visible to the naked eye.
In the process, Xiao Qiu's clone corpses were swallowed up by the floor and disappeared without a trace.
The next moment, four ebony coffins with a length of about two and a half meters slowly rose from the floor, and the corpses of Li Xiaoxiao, Ling Xu and Xiao Qiu were dragged by three invisible hands and sent into the heavy black coffin.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
After three muffled sounds, the coffins containing the bodies were covered.
Chu Fan As soon as he saw the empty ebony coffin, he immediately understood - this thing was prepared for him.
He was about to say something when he saw Zhang Guangmu put down his right hand. In the blink of an eye, the large [Console] often seen in movies, TV series, comics, and games also emerged from the floor.
There are many buttons on this console, which are densely packed and extremely complicated. If there is no user manual or instruction manual, you will feel dizzy just looking at it, let alone operating it normally. The only part that is relatively easy to understand is the large screen connected to the console, which shows traffic, criss-crossing tracks, and twenty light spots connected head to tail.
Obviously, the twenty light spots like greedy snakes represent this train, and this display screen is exactly [Dynamic Map].
Although he doesn't understand the operation, Chu Fan can at least understand that there are two optional routes for this train - Terminal Station or Singularity Station.
"Huh..."
Chu Fan took a deep look at Zhang Guangmu, stepped into the ebony coffin honestly, and sat down. "I can't do it myself, you do it!"
It is human nature to be reluctant to kill oneself, even if Chu Fan had already realized it, so he decisively asked Zhang Guangmu for help.
"Remember, you must resurrect me!"
"I believe you, you can definitely do it!"
That being said, Chu Fan himself knows very well that there is nothing in the world that can be done 100%?
Doesn't exist!
His last words were actually equivalent to comforting himself.
"Don't worry."
After Zhang Guangmu finished speaking, Chu Fan felt a breeze blowing gently at the back of his head.
A numb and numb feeling gradually spread from the brain to the limbs.
No pain at all, just a little tired.
The vision in front of him was pitch black. Chu Fan lost all control over his body and collapsed inside the coffin with a "pop". His eyes were closed, as quiet as if he was asleep, and his breathing and heartbeat were completely cut off.
The bodies of Chu Fan, Li Xiaoxiao, Ling Xu, Xiao Qiu and others were all lying quietly in the coffins.
At this point, Zhang Guangmu is the only living person left in Lead Actor in "The Birth of a Thespian".
After closing Chu Fan's coffin, Zhang Guangmu pondered for a moment, suddenly reached out his hand, tapped Dynamic Map's [Singularity Station] with his fingertips, and immediately turned several buttons on the console.
Click!
There was a crisp sound, and time in the train seemed to be completely frozen.
It seems that all the colors in the world have been plundered and turned into a miserable gray.
Seeing the twenty connected light spots on Dynamic Map gradually approaching [Singularity Station], Zhang Guangmu turned around, pushed open the office door, and returned to Carriage No. 10.
At this moment, although the passengers in Carriage No. 10 had different postures, they all seemed to have turned into sculptures, frozen in place.
This experience of "I am the only one left in the world and can move around freely" is indescribable, and the loneliness that arises can drive people crazy.
But Zhang Guangmu is an exception.
The ubiquitous Little White Ballss were chattering around him, and the VIP seat users who were transformed into silver White Light Cluster and Director were also expressing their opinions.
"Lehan, you should show mercy!"
"It's normal and understandable to be soft-hearted."
"In the interaction between Chu Fan and Zhang Guangmu just now, you didn't use [voice] to induce conflict between them, and you missed a good opportunity."
Director Yang Lehan, who transformed into a golden ball of light, spoke calmly and calmly, "Chu Fan seems to be a coward, and he is indeed afraid of death, but he unconditionally and blindly believes in Zhang Guangmu, and he almost treats Zhang Guangmu as the god he believes in."
"In this case, Chu Fan has defeated his fear and has decided to die. It is meaningless to use Script Prompt Disguised Inner Voice again."
"Besides, we don't need to do anything more."
Yang Lehan Director suddenly chuckled, "I have said before that the difficulty of "The Birth of a Thespian" is even higher than many "The Path of the Great Emperor" games in the past thousand years. Do you think I am just bragging?"
"Wrong..."
"The so-called [True Ending] is [Despair Ending] that was determined from the beginning and cannot be tampered with!"
"Thank you Zhang Guangmu for your efforts!"
"Because of him, we can face the one who controls the beginning, the end, and rules everything in this world [Ultimate Life]..."
Zhizhizhi...
A string of sparks splashed across the orbit, and the seemingly endless Death Train finally stopped!
Bang!
The car door suddenly opened, and the passengers in the car still maintained their faded appearance.
Zhang Guangmu, who took over the position of [Train Conductor], got off the train and came to a swamp.