The so-called Story Hall was simply a rest area.
After Chen Lin entered the hall, he was led to a seat toward the back.
He had wanted to take the opportunity to speak with someone else, but the contestants near him all wore expressions that warned strangers away, so he could only abandon the idea.
Besides, he already understood the general situation. Asking more questions probably would not get him anywhere.
The rest area was designed so that he could see the stage, and even the entire audience seating area.
At that moment, hazy silhouettes appeared in the audience seats, slowly taking shape.
This greatly surprised Chen Lin.
He strained his eyesight, trying to make out their faces.
But he could not.
This was probably a protective mechanism of the Grand Theater, preventing information about the audience from being revealed.
Sometimes the Nightmare Realm was utterly unreasonable, yet at other times it was surprisingly considerate.
Although he could not see their faces, he could roughly tell that these audience members were all children.
Their figures were small, and they kept moving about, full of energy.
"Could these be children from the Heavens and Myriad Realms who've been brought into dreams?"
"Have they been given tangible form?"
Chen Lin clicked his tongue in wonder.
But he had no time to concern himself with them.
He immediately cleared away his stray thoughts and began considering how he could secure a placing-and what he should do if he failed.
There was also the advice Bluwa had given him. Should he follow it?
Time passed little by little.
Before half an hour had passed, a Puppet Maid came in carrying a Lottery Barrel and had the contestants draw lots.
Once the drawing was finished, a beautiful rabbit-like creature was led outside.
Clearly, that contestant