Chapter 1803: Chapter 1800: The Clown in My Mind
Circus Headquarters capacity – [1000]
Except for open-air performances or so special circumstances, the rated number will not change.
Therefore, with a total of a thousand audience mbers entering, the circus no longer accommodates outsiders.
Even if soone carries a “flyer” and finds their way to the mountains where the circus is located, they will be completely lost in the black mist and will never find the circus’s precise location.
The only passage to the headquarters has been opened among the castles, allowing entry up to two hours early to take a seat.
The performance will officially begin at noon, and no one knows what the content will be.
When the notification sound spread to every corner of the castle, the thousand spectators began searching for the hidden designated passage… only Han Dong remained unflustered, knowing that with the butler leading the way, he would surely arrive at the venue just in ti.
Soon, a narrow passage hidden within the walls was pointed out by the butler.
Although Han Dong could capture it with the help of the Demon Eye,
it was extrely difficult to discover with the naked eye, even if observed very carefully.
The narrow passage was so tight that even soone with a slender figure like Han Dong could only barely crawl through it.
Its interior structure and brick layout were almost completely integrated with the nearby walls, making it easy to miss.
“Butler, are you sure the audience can find this passage?”
“Rember I ntioned that arriving early would have its benefits? It isn’t just about leaving early to easily reach the venue; finding this passage is one of the challenges.
As ti goes on, the passage will gradually expand and beco more apparent.
The signposts among the castles will also gradually increase,
ten minutes before the performance starts, you could reach the venue just by walking randomly with your eyes closed, so there’s no need to worry about the final attendance.”
“I see… If we get inside the venue, is there anything to note about choosing a seat?”
“Try to choose those unobtrusive seats in the “second level” rear rows to reduce the chances of being selected during the performance, thus significantly increasing your survival probability.
A word of advice, try to avoid any conflict with [Bajins].
This is, after all, a circus, unless…”
The butler paused slightly as he said up to here, the candlelight dimd considerably, and speaking in a low voice, he said:
“Unless you want to beco one of us.”
“Understood.” Han Dong nodded but gave no explicit reply.
“Good luck, Mr. Nicholas! I have no authority to intervene during the performance, so please be careful… I hope you enjoy this performance ticulously prepared by our circus and eventually leave safely.”
…
Crawling deeper along the narrow passage.
As the butler said, as ti passed, the passage was gradually expanding… later it would beco quite obvious.
When stepping into the main venue, it was still in a state of No one.
“Is this the main venue? Looks like we are the first to arrive.”
The two-tiered circular auditorium surrounds a massive curtain stage.
The dark shrouded circular stage had no props set up, vast and silent, like a huge stage for a private performance.
When Han Dong gazed at this stage, a desire to perform, sprouting from within, actually erged… and as ti went on, this desire was slowly expanding.
When realizing sothing was wrong,
Han Dong imdiately used the special traits of the Demon Eye to visually shield the stage.
Once the stage disappeared from view, the desire to perform was imdiately suppressed to a minimum, almost having no significant impact.
“This kind of feeling should be due to the nature of the stage itself. If one were to stay here for three days, many people would probably be unable to resist the inner urge to perform.
I reckon it won’t take until the last day before the main venue becos a complete ss.”
Superintendent Willis was also staring blankly at the stage until Han Dong patted him on the shoulder, pulling his consciousness back.
Since there was enough ti, he decided to try and observe the main venue.
First was the issue of the number of audience seats.
Considering the vast scale of the main venue, it could accommodate far more than a thousand people.
But the circus seed to consider each audience mber’s comfort, designing all audience seats as [open suites].
The area occupied by one suite could roughly hold 3~4 normal seats, which is why the capacity is only a thousand people.
The suites have multifunctional sofas with adjustable tilt,
both armrests are equipped with storage compartnts, one side for alcohol beverages and the other for various snacks,
the seat cushion can also be lifted to reveal a toilet structure, allowing you to imrse yourself in the circus performance while addressing physiological needs,
even during performances, various waitstaff walk around, and they can be asked for various requests, such as ordering a bowl of fried rice, foot and body massage, or even deeper layer services.
After the observation was over.
So audience mbers also found the entrance, arriving here.
Han Dong no longer wandered around and, adhering to the butler’s advice, proceeded to the audience platform’s [second tier] via the side stairs.
As he prepared to find the most inconspicuous seat.
A strange feeling swept Han Dong’s awareness, his entire head having a sensation of swelling, as if completely filled with a balloon… he could even hear the scratching sound of balloons rubbing.
Bang!
The sudden explosion sound made Han Dong stand still.
Of course, this sound could only be heard by him, originating from the unique sound in the depths of his consciousness.
“Hehehe! Nicholas, you’re not planning to sit in that corner seat, are you? Since when did you beco such a coward… or are you afraid of that black and white faced little fool?”
An incredibly familiar voice ca, only audible to Han Dong.
The Demon Eye removed the visual shield of the stage.
Tilting his head slowly toward the quiet, vast dark stage… as a series of Red Balloon flew out, an old acquaintance extrely familiar to Han Dong appeared.
The forr Dark Circus clown – Pennywise.
The stimulus of ‘returning to the old haunts’ on the consciousness,
activated, or you might say ‘exploded’, the subconscious buried deep in Han Dong’s brain, having a certain effect on his primary consciousness.
After all,
this was an important scene in Pennywise’s main life experiences, having learned many things in the circus… even learned the true essence of a clown.
One might even say that the Mad Laugh System currently ford by Han Dong is inseparable from this circus.
Han Dong stared at the clown on the stage, slightly frowning.
‘The influence on consciousness this ti is surprisingly strong, almost appearing as a physical entity in my eyes… it seems that the circus truly was a crucial place for Pennywise’s growth.’
Pennywise had already walked to the edge of the stage, pointing to a nearby seat.
“The circus’s performance has been optimized and designed over thousands of years, and each perforr is top-notch talent with hundreds of rehearsals.
What they present is not just a simple performance, but a pursuit and portrayal of the ultimate.
Of course, a performance as spectacular as this should be watched from the front row! Moreover… I’ve grown a bit tired of that black and white faced fellow; how about we collaborate to pull them off the stage?”
With a face showing a manic laughter, Pennywise made a ceremonious invitation gesture towards Han Dong.
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