San Marino.

Zhao Yuan looked at the few young faces that appeared in the system and thoughtful.

On the other hand, the three people involved in the script are still continuing their arguments.

"...If you look up again, you will find that the so-called "supernatural squad" is actually just a group of guys who are pretty good at it. They have no achievements in war at all. Later, they became scientific research and psychological research groups and were finally dismissed by all members of the federal government. If the "supernatural squad" really has the so-called supernatural power, then do you think the Federation will make such a decision?"

"In fact, not only the Pentagon, but the whole world has established similar organizations, but the results all prove that the 'supernatural power' is just a fictional scam made by humans, just like a spoon in your hand."

"Steve!"

He noticed that the black man's tone became heavier and heavier, and Mait, who had been silent next to him, spoke for a moment.

He looked at Mate beside him, and the black young man named Steve hesitated for a moment, and finally closed his mouth.

“…”

And Mait advised to Andrew who had fallen silent: "Andrew, you know, Steve always spoke like this, and he had no malice."

As he said, Matt's eyes subconsciously swept through the broken spoon in Andrew's hand.

"I know."

Feeling Mait's gaze, Andrew's hand holding the spoon handle tightened involuntarily. He picked up the head of the backpack and stood up and left without looking back.

"Andrew, Andrew..."

Looking at the thin young man leaving, Mait shouted a few times.

"Forget it, I'm not telling any lies."

Seeing this, Steve, who was sitting beside him, curled his lips and couldn't help but mutter: "What 'supernatural' is originally a fictional thing, and only he would believe that all this is true."

"Okay, Steve, say a few less."

Seeing this, Steve, who was still chattering endlessly, Mait immediately turned his head and stopped him.

"You know Andrew's situation, too, and there's a reason why he's keen on 'supernatural powers'."

Hearing Mite's words, Steve closed his mouth.

...

San Marino.

Through the system panel, Zhao Yuan quickly gained a certain degree of understanding of the actors selected by the system.

There is no doubt that among these three.

Andrew is a firm advocate of the ‘supernatural power’.

In contrast, another black young man obviously did not believe in all this. As for the remaining Mate, he also did not think of supernatural existence, but in order to take care of Andrew's emotions, he did not expose it like the black Steve.

The system selects these three different people to participate in the script, which seems to have a profound meaning.

...

In my mind, I was thinking about what expressions would appear when these three young people who treated completely differently to the "supernatural power" really came into contact with their existence.

On the other side, on the system panel, Andrew was walking in the school with a gloomy face.

"It seems that the protagonist selected by the system this time is Andrew."

Looking at the picture in the system, Zhao Yuan quickly reacted.

The promotion of the entire script of "Strange Pond" seems to be based on Andrew as the main axis.

As he watched, the people who walked through the school in the broken panel seemed out of place with the lively scenes around him.

The following system scenes look a bit boring.

Andrew took the bus back to his residence, a shabby-looking apartment.

"I'm back, mom!"

Opening the door and surrounding the system, Zhao Yuan saw a seriously ill mother lying on the bed with a respirator inserted into her nose. In the dilapidated and messy room, empty wine bottles were everywhere on the ground.

He frowned and swept the empty wine bottle on the table to the ground, making a clanging sound.

"You're back, Andrew."

Awakened by the sounds made in the living room, the mother lying on the bed asked in a weak voice.

"What do you want to eat for dinner?"

"In fact, I've eaten outside, mom."

Faced with his mother's concern, Andrew lied casually.

Carrying his schoolbag, he crawled into his narrow room.

Throwing his backpack onto the bed, Andrew came to the computer, and the old desktop computer turned on a low sound, while Andrew opened the web page with a familiarity and entered a website, and his fingers began to move quickly on the keyboard.

"You can't prove that "The Legend of the Singular: The Legend of the Ghost" is fake. Even the director has proved it on the show. He just got the video tape of "The Legend of the Singular: The Legend of the Singular: The Legend of the Singular: The Legend of the Singular: The Legend of the Singular: The Legend of the Singular: The Legend of the Singular: The Legend of the Singular: The Legend of the Singular: The Legend of the Singular: The Legend of the Singular: The Legend of the Singular: The filming of the camera in a helicopter will be affected by the Singular... "

"That's just a movie, a movie, I'm really, don't talk to me anymore, man, I'll give in, whatever you say is what you say."

Through the system panel, Zhao Yuan saw Andrew's arguments with others on the Internet.

The expression on Zhao Yuan's face was a bit subtle. From a certain perspective, Andrew did discover some of the "facts".

Although "Spiritual: Ghost Record" is just a movie he filmed, the Joker is really a supernatural event in the evolution of the script.

And under Zhao Yuan's gaze, he saw Andrew constantly arguing with people on the Internet about the supernatural authenticity.

Looking at the computer screen, his gloomy face became more and more excited. Zhao Yuan gradually understood why the system chose him as the actor of the script "Strange Pond".

Bang-

In the room, just as Andrew was immersed in the virtual world of the Internet and arguing with people.

Suddenly, a huge sound came from the living room of the room.

Accompanied by this huge noise, the expression on Andrew's face, who was originally excited, returned to its gloomy appearance.

Bang, bang, bang—

Immediately afterwards, a dull knock and shout came from outside the locked door.

"Open the door, Andrew!"

"Do what I said."

Facing the orders of the man outside the door, Andrew looked gloomy and stared at the direction of the door.

"No, I won't open it, you're drunk."

"What am I? Say Andrew again!"

"Can open it."

"I have said that I won't open the door. You're drunk and I won't let you come in and hurt me."

"I'm drunk or not, it's not what you said, you little bastard, open the door for me!"

Bang, bang, bang!

Hearing Andrew's answer, the man's voice outside the door became even more irritable, and he knocked heavily on the door and made a loud noise.
Chapter completed!