Systematically, the end of the new script was created.

Zhao Yuan let out a long sigh and looked at the densely packed script content on [Script Evolution].

After nodding slightly and confirming that there was nothing missing.

Turn around and look for its evolution that matches the plot [material].

Because the story framework of the script this time is relatively simple, the [material] required is not as special as the previous script "Sleepless Town".

It took almost no time for Zhao Yuan to find the right [material].

【Material 1】: Potion bottle—10000【Plot value】

【Material 2】: Books - 15000【Plot Value】

"Choose the evolutionary location - Los Angeles!"

"Ding! The evolution location is confirmed. The total amount of 30,000 points of [Plot Value] is required to be invested in the evolution of the script, whether to evolve!"

Looking at the 30,000 [Plot Value] points prompted by the system panel, Zhao Yuan almost didn't even blink, so he made a confirmation command.

【Evolution begins】

...

San Marino, with a thought of Zhao Yuan flashing.

A stream of invisible volatility spreads out from the broken panel of the system.

On the streets of Los Angeles, a boy mustered up his courage.

Taking a deep breath, the boy Roger looked at the young and beautiful girl beside him and spoke nervously.

"I don't know how to speak, but, Layla, I like you. From the beginning when I saw you, I fell in love with you..."

When Roger exuded his long-hidden confession, he breathed a sigh of relief and became uneasy.

"So, can you be my girlfriend, Layla?"

Roger looked at the girl with a look of anticipation on his face.

"Roger, you know..."

However, for the boy's expression, Layla's face did not seem to be happy because she was confessed. She looked at the people around her with some embarrassment, then looked at Roger's unattractive ordinary face, and said with a wandering look: "I just treat you as an ordinary friend, all, sorry."

Rejecting the confession of the boy Roger, the girl Layla turned around and left without any hesitation.

She didn't want to stay here and be embarrassed.

On the other side, Roger, who was rejected, looked in a daze, stood there blankly, looking at the girl's back as she hurriedly left.

Around him, passers-by who witnessed a failed confession, dispersed and returned to their respective lives.

"You seem to be a little sad, kid?"

And just when the boy was in a daze and was stunned.

A man's voice came from behind.

Turning around, he saw a strange man and said to him.

"Maybe, this place can solve your troubles at this moment."

He reached out and stuffed a note into Roger's hand.

After saying all this, the man turned around and disappeared into the crowd on the streets of Los Angeles before Roger could react.

Looking at the man's disappearing figure, the boy looked down at the address written on the note, with a confused expression.

...

"I'm simply crazy."

According to the content on the note, Roger came to the place on the note with doubts.

Looking at the address name on the door in front of him that was exactly the same as the note on the paper, Roger felt incredible by his crazy behavior.

He actually came to a place where he didn't know what to do because of a stranger's note.

"Sobert Roger."

He shook his head, and a self-deprecating expression appeared on his face.

Roger glanced at the door in front of him and turned around and was about to leave.

But at this moment, the closed door suddenly opened, as if we were welcoming him in.

Looking at the door that opened in front of him, Roger subconsciously stopped.

A hesitant look flashed across his face, and he recalled the words that the man who had given him the note before and said to him, and finally gritted his teeth and stepped into the room.

When he walked into the room, the first thing that caught the boy Roger's eyes was the bookshelves high up around him, with tens of thousands of books placed on it. In the center of the bookshelf, an old man wearing glasses and looking like a professor was sitting on a pile of books formed by thick books, and was reading the books in his hand attentively.

"Are you here to buy the removal agent?"

When he saw Roger walking in, the man asked casually without raising his head.

"Removal agent?"

Facing the professor's inquiry, the boy Roger suddenly showed a blank expression on his face.

He had no idea what the "clearing agent" mentioned by the other party was.

"So it's a new guest?"

Seeing Roger's confused expression, the professor gently closed the books in his hand, reached out to hold the glasses on his face, and asked the boy with a kind smile with an expectant look: "Then, tell me your troubles, child."

"I like it..."

Looking at the professor's eyes, the boy's heart seemed to have become a little calmer, and he spoke without any warning and revealed his inner troubles.

"Is it another trouble related to love?"

After listening to the troubles that Roger said, the professor's face showed an indifferent expression.

"Wait for me, kid."

Putting down the books in his hand, the professor turned his head and swept through the dense bookshelf around him, quickly locking one of them.

He comforted Roger in front of him, and the professor climbed onto the bookshelf, took out one of the books and opened it, took out a small bottle from it, and threw it to Roger next to the bookshelf.

"Next, kid."

Subconsciously stretched out his hand and took the bottle thrown by the professor.

The boy looked down at the bottle the size of his thumb in his hand and asked blankly.

"This is?"

"This is the potion that can bring you love."

On the bookshelf, the professor climbed down from above lightly, facing Roger's questions in a relaxed manner.

"Just pour it into the water and let the lover drink it, the other person will fall in love with you without reservation."

Hearing the professor's answer, Roger looked down at the love potion in his hand.

It was obviously impossible, but the professor's firm attitude gave the boy great confidence, making him begin to believe that the medicine in his hand could really bring him a long love.

"How much do I need to pay to get this bottle of love potion."

The potion that can bring wonderful love is definitely not too cheap.

Roger is ready to pay a lot of money, and may even be unable to afford this expensive potion with his current financial resources.

“1 dollar.”

However, Roger was staring at him with nervous gaze.

However, the professor only stretched out one finger and gave an unexpected price.

Looking at Roger's shocked expression in front of him, the professor smiled slightly, shrugged, and said indifferently: "After all, love is the cheapest thing."
Chapter completed!