Penacony.
Krokok Film Park.
Crouk Pictures' temporary base.
"Director, are you sure this is all right?"
The Hanunu animator stared at Yan Huan, who sat in the Grand Tutor Chair at the head of the room, and hesitated.
"You only need to stay here from now on. If we guard the base carefully, we can make sure Old Mr. Liu never gets in."
"And then your points..."
"Wouldn't that leave me tied with him?"
Yan Huan rested his hands on the chair's armrests and frowned.
"Anyway, don't worry about me. I've got this."
"If I beat him, we'll get an investment and free advertising, and put Crouk Pictures' name back on the map!"
"I'll show those foolish humans that The Nameless' property is not theirs to touch!"
"Huh? What?!" Pius, standing nearby, looked puzzled.
"So Chairman Clockmaker really is one of The Nameless."
"That's right," Yan Huan said quietly.
"He's retired now, and he's entrusted Crouk Pictures to me."
"As long as I'm alive, I'll never let some trash family line swallow up The Nameless' property bit by bit!"
"Good! Well said!" Stone Boss, wearing his mascot head, thrust his right hand into the air. "Down with the Five Great Family Lines! Rule the Dream Planet!"
"Down with the Five Great Family Lines!"
"Down with the Five Great Family Lines!!"
"Down with the Five Great Family Lines!!!"
Old Man Liu, eavesdropping outside the door: "?"
And so the contest between Crouk Pictures' director, known as the Master of Disguise, and the galaxy's little-known veteran actor officially began.
Several tiny floating robots followed each of them, filming and monitoring the entire contest.
Each robot was no bigger than a broad bean. In the dream, they could even remain transparent, invisible to everyone.
The gray-haired gentleman, sturdy and thick with muscle, had