On stage.
A small portion of the acrobatics troupe, who should have left, stayed behind, including Mr. Rabbit, the Natalie Sisters, and the three leaders of Mozander.
The Natalie Sisters, having witnessed William’s stunning performance during the trial run, voluntarily stayed behind. They were eager to see how this newcor would insert an intermission act with only two days of preparation ti in the formal performance.
"Wow! So he uses [food] as a dium for his performance, and by disguising his identity and drawing lots with magic, he stirs up the atmosphere in the venue. Although it’s a bit of a trick, it’s still pretty good.
These audience mbers, who have seen our performance, actually got excited by him. Boss Rabbit, I told you he was great."
The sisters lightly rested their arm on Mr. Rabbit’s shoulder, only to feel a burst of intense inner strength surging up the mont they touched.
Crack! The sisters’ arm was shocked open and continued to feel numb.
Mr. Rabbit crossed his arms in front of his chest, watching William go through an exaggerated performance.
He didn’t care about William’s stratagems, performance talent, or control over the overall situation... What he valued was only one thing, and that was the physical body hidden beneath William’s costu.
Especially when William clapped his hands to heighten the audience’s attention, the striped muscles displayed on his back during the clap resembled the bas-relief of a demon god.
Underneath the rabbit mask, perfectly hidden lips leaked a thread of saliva containing muscle cells’ strength.
In the last five minutes, William used ’brain seasoning’ as a dium to draw all the audience mbers into the aquarium, imrsing them in an unconventional brain tour.
Wow! Ugh! Yue!
As the tour ended and the audience’s consciousness returned, they imdiately started vomiting due to physical discomfort, and a large amount of ’Fear Essence’ flowed out in the process.
The audience retention rate at the end of the acrobatics performance was 60%,
But after William’s improvised show, the retention rate dropped to 50%,
According to the circus’s predetermined process, the number of spectators at this stage is clearly insufficient, which could lead to an early end of the performance.
However,
To everyone’s surprise, William, who orchestrated all of this, also cupped his mouth with his hand as if he were about to vomit as his consciousness returned.
William, supporting himself on the back of an unoccupied chair, still had part of his thoughts unable to withdraw from the aquarium,
"Yi Chen, that guy! His level of perversion is beyond imagination, indeed... He has many deep, dark mories that could have a severe impact on
and which he did not share.
The ’pre-life’ mories he gave
were all disguised and embellished, relatively mild preferences.
If this guy were really set free, he’d probably get along ’amicably’ with the chief clown."
When William was setting up this impromptu performance, he did indeed seek out Yi Chen, deciding to project the final part of the show into the brain, but he did not give specific instructions.
He only said to let Yi Chen ’improvise’, without expecting such a horrendous scene to erge.
Then, a voice rang out in William’s mind.
"Art, huh... Indeed~ That clown shares similarities with , but fundantally, we are different. If you get a chance, slaughter his physical body and then pack his consciousness for
to deal with.
But you’ll have to wait until you finish the path, as currently, you only have a dead end."
"You’re overestimating
too much, Yi Chen~ Also, don’t do sothing so distasteful next ti. It’s just a performance;
there’s no need to ’embellish’ people to such an extent, let alone teach a live class."
"What difference does being distasteful make?
Anyone who can’t even stomach your ’brain garnish’ will inevitably end up losing all their fear and die in the circus. It’s better to run dry with
beforehand and let ’us’ gain more."
"Alright, let’s leave it at that~ The next act is Jian’s performance, and perhaps we’ll see him reveal his true Abyss Magic."
After readjusting, William, removing his chef’s hat disguise, bowed to the entire audience in farewell.
The audience mber who had just finished vomiting started to throw up again upon seeing William’s face.
After turning around, William also patted the shoulders of the Poker Face Team mbers one by one, "Great job, everyone! Let’s collaborate again if there’s a chance in the future."
The Poker Faces didn’t feel particularly tired;
they were accustod to doing almost the sa work in the kitchen year-round, and they were quite excited to have had the chance to participate in a formal performance today, bowing to William one by one to say goodbye.
The performance ended,
Unlike other mbers who went back to their respective areas after the performance,
William chose to return backstage to continue watching the remaining performances.
And the protagonist of the next major performance—Magician Jia’en—had already taken the stage, and as he adjusted his sleeves, he gave William a aningful look.
It was a reminder that the performance William had just given was very good and also a signal to pay close attention to the magic act that was about to follow.
Just as William stepped back into the backstage rest area,
a pair of slender legs clad in black and white socks instantly wrapped around William’s waist, and two ponytails swung excitedly in front of him.
"William! Congratulations... Your halfti performance actually led to a 10% drop in the audience total, you must be secure now! I wonder what kind of new departnt the boss will arrange for you, so exciting."
"Alright, Catherine, the magic performance is about to start, I need to watch carefully."
Although William was also very excited, and even wanted to celebrate properly, his rationality still prevailed, guiding his main self to do the most aningful thing.
Just as William sat back in his original seat,
a temporary announcent ca through the venue, stating that, due to the poor state of the audience mbers, the intermission would be extended by 15 minutes.
At the sa ti, a large number of receptionists were sent out to provide "intravenous services" for the audience in an attempt to restore their physical conditions.
"You did quite well~ Making the audience vomit that much has a bit of my style," a malicious voice ca from the center of the backstage, "What exactly did you do to them? There was only a slight passage of fear during the eating period, but after you led their consciousness to a certain level of awareness, it only took five minutes to cause ’widespread fear’."
Facing Art’s question, William gave a serious answer:
"The the of my performance has always revolved around ’self-exhibition’.
The first step was to present the dishes, mainly to show them my appearance, personality, and the form and taste of my brain, and then I took them to the deeper layers of my thought, to reveal the deeper self.
To let them see what’s inside , that’s all."
Art, wearing a sunflower headpiece, nodded, "Hahaha~ Indeed, my nose hasn’t failed ,
Beneath your skin, between your bodily fluids, in the innermost layer of your flesh, there lies absolute evil, you’ve just wrapped up this layer of ’evil’ through another extre way.
After this performance, that evilness began to show itself.
Corresponding to your phobia, there’s also a trend toward becoming established. If I’m not wrong, it should be related to ’communication’ and ’interaction’... Really! If I had known earlier, I would have found an excuse to kill Catherine beforehand, and actively induced you to beco the Assistant Clown.
Then, I would have a colleague with similar interests, and life wouldn’t be so boring every day, hahaha!"
Catherine next to him didn’t respond to any of this;
she seed to have heard such remarks many tis before... and she herself had similar thoughts, intending to topple Art sooner or later.
After a brief chat, the magic began.
Unlike the zoo and the acrobatics group, which had a lot of creatures entering the stage at the start,
only Magician Jian was on stage, and in his hand, a dark magic cube appeared out of nowhere.
Art, the clown, looked upset upon seeing the cube, "Hey! Is that really necessary? There are already not many audience mbers left, at this rate, I might not even get the chance to perform."
As Magician Jia’en turned the strange cube in his hands,
the entire venue, including the backstage area, began to twist along with it...
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