"Wow! You are truly a genius of cri, the most charismatic, imaginative criminal... So helpful, so amazing!"
Looking at the dimming character cards, each villain in the novels was defeated by the question mark.
As the novel creator and tabletop ga leader, ntis felt no discomfort.
On the contrary, he was so delighted that he even changed several pairs of stockings, all soaked with saliva.
Mr. Question Mark's brilliant performance corresponded to the unparalleled novel plot.
ntis' creation seems to greatly depend on the collaboration of others; Mr. Question Mark is simply the inspiration he has never encountered before.
He even prepared the character cards in advance, just waiting for the mark to be printed on Mr. Question Mark.
[Mr. ?]
Brutality Level: ★★★★★
Combat Ability: ★★★★★
Intelligence: ★★★★★
ans: ★★★★★
Fa: ★★★★★
This is the only character with full abilities in all his works; this novel will elevate his narrative ability to a higher dinsion.
He is not at all worried about Mr. Question Mark's spectacular performance.
Because everything the other party does is confined within the story.
No matter how well he performs, even if he survives the chase and killing among many villains or even counter-kills, it is still just the content of the story, still constrained within.
The more Mr. Question Mark devotes himself, the more he himself will be retained within the story.
The story will gradually beco his main part, while the once reality will slowly fade. Mr. Question Mark's sense of reality is being slowly diluted and fading away in this process, he is transforming, becoming words, becoming content, becoming the story itself.
The Sixth Death Row Inmate. ntis's ans have never been direct slaughter, he just needs to imrse the target in the story, completely disconnecting them from reality.
A kind of special dinsional reduction.
Naturally achieving the purpose of "defeat".
This dinsional reduction is irreversible, a complete victory, even more reassuring than death.
This cri novel's story has co to its climax; the quantity of various killing gas has reached a saturation point, if it goes any further, the whole story will beco tedious and boring.
ntis no longer places any villain cards in the tabletop gaming scenario, nor does he create conflicts.
The story is ready to end.
He took out the pen and did not need to write specific story plots, just needed to complete the final open-ended conclusion.
'In the morning, the sun that should have risen was choked by the sudden clouds, nearly suffocating.
Rain began to fall again.
Diluting the blood spattered last night, extinguishing the last breath of the police officers, drowning the city's deserved hustle, everyone's hearts seem to have been implanted with the fear of the question mark.
Mr.?'s warrant remains stuck under the streetlight post, allowed to turn yellow, moldy, and rotten.'
With the last period drawn by the fountain pen, the story ends.
The last thread of connection between Mr. Question Mark and reality is also severed by the period, reduced completely into a character within the story.
A shiny gold character card is drawn, showing the classic image of Mr. Question Mark, the bag-head design is ntis's favorite part.
Coarse, simple yet embellished by the question mark, simplicity of the way, wisdom in foolishness.
He closes the novel he is most satisfied with and gets up to go to the bookshelf behind him, this book will be temporarily stored because he has an important task to do.
That is to perform "brain extraction" on Mr. Question Mark's character card, such a smart individual is very important to him as a writer, with Mr. Question Mark's brain, he will be able to carry out more innovative creations.
A row specially cleared out on the bookshelf for the individual placent of this book.
ntis put the novel upright, just about to turn around.
Thud~
The book unexpectedly fell down.
Thinking he did not place it well, he set the book up again.
Who would have thought, just after he turned and walked away, Thud! again heard the sound of the book falling down.
ntis felt sothing was odd, but right now the most important thing was brain extraction.
Therefore, he was no longer obsessed with standing the book upright, letting it lie between the bookshelves.
In the next second...
Thud!
The entire book slid directly off the bookshelf, crashing heavily on the ground.
This is no longer a case of the book not being placed well, but rather that there is sothing wrong with this book.
ntis was very puzzled; he had clearly completed the creation and personally drew the last question mark, completing the entire story.
Mr. Question Mark is already completely disconnected from reality, this is an undeniable fact.
It must be known that he has done similar things no less than a million tis, never had there been such an accident.
But the weirdness before him is truly happening, as a creator he must investigate the anomaly of the book.
Temporarily put away the question mark's character card,
he returned to the bookshelf, crouched down, carefully picked up the book from the floor. A touch revealed no anomalies, basic checks found no issues.
No choice,
ntis could only return to the desk and reopen the novel to check the contents inside.
He essentially re-read the entire novel.
Even though it was his hand-crafted creation, because the plot is too exciting, re-reading it still gets his blood boiling.
Soon,
ntis saw the conclusion he previously penned.
Strangely, behind the period, there were additional contents.
Not just one sentence, there were many pages.
This book was unable to stand up, even falling off the shelf, because the contents were expanding and pages were increasing.
Most importantly,
The additional content is quite inferior, instantly lowering the height of the entire novel, turning it into an unclassifiable third-rate novel.
The Mr. Question Mark, ticulously outlined with great ink throughout the entire book, was directly transford into a "Joker".
The content follows the previous conclusion.
A lady passing by on a bicycle unexpectedly tore off the warrant on the lamppost and went straight to the police station.
She is a middle school teacher, claiming she was present near the scene every ti Mr. Question Mark committed a cri, now she has deduced who Mr. Question Mark is and where he lives.
She directly led the police to an apartnt, actually arresting Mr. Question Mark on the spot, without any reversal.
This female teacher naturally received a comndation and uttered so inferior lines like justice will ultimately triumph over evil, making ntis feel like vomiting.
"What's going on, this is not my story... Why did these contents appear.
Wait, have I seen this female teacher sowhere in the previous stories."
Thinking of this, ntis reread the entire novel, and it turns out to be true.
In so unimportant segnts, there are phrases like "running woman", "cycling woman", and similar, now it seems they all refer to this female teacher.
He clearly didn't create this character, yet she appeared among them, even altering relevant content.
More importantly,
From start to finish, such an important character doesn't even have a na.
Confusion, irritation, unease, and loss of control.
Various complex emotions intertwined in ntis's mind, he didn't know why such a thing would happen.
Such a novel would never make it to the stage, he had to recreate it, absolutely must not ruin his reputation.
Making a decision,
he took the novel to the fireplace intending to burn the entire book, at which point the story will completely collapse, and Mr. Question Mark will be released.
It doesn't matter, the divine status suppression and the power difference give ntis absolute confidence to redo the whole process.
In the second composition, he will definitely pay extra attention, no longer writing about this aningless woman.
Thud!
He threw the entire novel into the fireplace,
waiting for Mr. Question Mark to reappear.
Soon, a page not entirely burned floated out of the fireplace.
ntis picked it up and looked, the page didn't correspond to Mr. Question Mark's na but to the last paragraph of the novel's ending.
'The schoolteacher Wu Wen received a governnt award, the cri clouds enveloping the entire city will no longer exist.'
"Wasn't this woman naless? Wu Wen... Who is this?"
In his doubt,
a streak of cold light erged between Wu Wen's na,
a jagged blade suddenly pierced out from the pages, penetrated ntis's skull, slicing his brain tissue...
As for Mr. Question Mark,
he was sitting in a chair, silently watching all this.
Just like his role in the story, he only needed to stand in the background and watch the victim walk into the pre-set trap.
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