screenwriter mystery

Chapter 29 Lack of Materials 【Please recommend for collection】

"I want a room."

"Asian?"

Texas, a small frontier town near the Devil's River area.

Bearded Bob looked at Zhao Yuan who walked into the hostel, with different expressions on his face.

"Any questions?"

Hearing the bearded man's words, Zhao Yuan frowned slightly, and couldn't help but feel a little more vigilant.

Speaking of the most famous specialty in Texas, besides braised chicken, no, poker, it is 'red neck'.

'Redneck' is a derogatory term for poor, backward, dirty, uneducated, and racist white people in the mainstream media and culture of the United States. Even if this job has nothing to do with them.

But, it doesn't matter, they think it is.

Texas 'red neck' doctrine is prevalent, if the bearded man in the hotel is one of them, then Zhao Yuan has to consider whether to find another hotel, or leave this town altogether.

"It's nothing."

Fortunately, the worst did not happen.

Faced with Zhao Yuan's rhetorical question, the bearded man shook his head, then reached out from under the counter and took out a key with a room number plate on it and handed it to him.

"Accommodation costs thirty dollars a day, cash only."

"In addition, no meal service is provided, including breakfast. If you want to eat, 'John Charlie' at the corner of the town is an option. The premise is that you have to be careful of the motorcycle party that occasionally appears in the restaurant. Of course you You can choose to let me take out meals for you, but there will be an additional fee, one dollar each time, and the meal fee will be calculated separately."

Reaching out to take the key from the bearded man, Zhao Yuan's fingers brushed through the scratches on the number plate, and then he took out a crumpled Franklin from his pocket and handed it to the other party.

"Stay for two days, and the rest will be counted as meal expenses."

"no problem."

Without hesitation, he reached out and grabbed the Franklin that Zhao Yuan handed over, feeling the wonderful touch of dollars in the palm of his hand, a smile appeared on the bearded rough face, and he even took the initiative to say to Zhao Yuan in front of him.

"Do you want me to take your luggage to your room?"

"unnecessary."

Shaking his head and declining the bearded man's 'kindness', Zhao Yuan turned around and walked upstairs to the room.

Hearing that Zhao Yuan rejected his proposal, the bearded man shrugged nonchalantly, and watched his back go upstairs.

creak-

Stepping on the old floor of the hostel, Zhao Yuan followed the numbers on the key number plate to find his room.

404 number.

An unlucky number, although because of cultural differences, Americans are not too taboo about this number.

After inserting the key, accompanied by an ear-piercing sound of opening the door, everything in the room was clearly presented in Zhao Yuan's eyes.

The room is not too big, the first thing you see when you walk in is an old single bed.

The bed is covered with a fairly clean white quilt, and there is a small bathroom on the left. With the desk by the window and a lamp, the entire room is fully furnished.

Such a simple room, compared to the cost of thirty dollars, is undoubtedly a bit too expensive.

Simply, Zhao Yuan's purpose here is not simply tourism.

Throwing the suitcase on the bed casually, Zhao Yuan strolled to the window, pulled out the wooden chair under the desk and sat down.

As his thought flickered, the broken panel of the system immediately appeared before his eyes.

Looking at the more than 2 【Story Value】 at the top of the system, Zhao Yuan's eyes flashed with excitement.

"Finally, I can evolve a script with a slightly larger scene, instead of being limited to a single scene like before."

Thinking of this, Zhao Yuan turned on the [Script Evolution] function of the system.

Immediately write the script that I have prepared long ago into it.

Script 3: "Wolf Girl"

Plot overview: According to legend, there is a strange girl with quick movements and crawling on all fours active in the Devil's River area of ​​Texas, USA. The locals call her "Wolf Girl".

It is said that after the girl's mother died suddenly at home, she mysteriously disappeared at home not long after she was born, and her whereabouts have been unknown since then.

And some people who claimed to have encountered a "wolf girl" said that not only could this girl not speak, but she was also very aggressive, just like a wolf. Therefore, local people generally believe that this girl was taken away by wolves and raised as adults.

With the passage of time, the nearby residents have long forgotten the rumors about the 'Wolf Girl'.

Inside the Hunter's Lodge on the edge of the forest in the Devil's River area.

A hasty dog ​​barking broke the silence...

……

In the hotel room, Zhao Yuan's thoughts danced along.

Soon, a script about the modern "Wolf Girl" appeared in the system.

"...Under the gaze of the eyes, disappeared in the depths of the forest..."

When the system logged on, and the last words came down, Zhao Yuan let out a long sigh of relief. Looking at the densely packed content of the script on [Script Evolution], his agitated emotions gradually calmed down.

Open the suitcase on the bed, and put the prepared [materials] on the table.

Zhao Yuan then gave an input command to the system.

[Material 1]: Wolf Fang Pendant—5000 [Story Value]

[Material 2]: Dilapidated pistol - 5000 [Story value]

[Material 3]: Hat - 1000 [Story Value]

I originally thought that this time the script of "Wolf Girl" would evolve as smoothly as the previous "Strange Bar".

Unexpectedly, under the [Script Evolution] page of the system, a crooked line of prompts popped up.

"Ding! Lack of materials! Please continue to invest in materials that fit the plot!"

"Lack of materials?"

Frowning subconsciously, Zhao Yuan glanced over the three [materials] on the table, and soon landed on the last hat.

According to the plot of the script he created, the meaning behind the hat material is extraordinary.

But right now, the system seems to believe that a single hat is not enough to support his description in the plot.

"It's just..."

Looking at the constantly beating prompts on the broken panel, Zhao Yuan was speechless for a moment.

"You are a broken system, you don't even have basic flexibility, no wonder you were beaten into the current virtue."

Silently complained to the system, Zhao Yuan knew it too.

As far as the system is half dead and disabled, no matter how much he scolds, it won't help.

Therefore, in desperation, he could only open the suitcase and start searching to see if there was any [material] that fit the script for him to deal with.

"found it!"

It took a few minutes to dig out an old one-cent coin from the corner of the suitcase and hold it in his hand.

Zhao Yuan looked the coin up and down.

Immediately afterwards, he immediately picked up the pistol on the desk, grabbed the barrel of the gun, and started smashing at the coins.

boom! boom! boom!
Downstairs, listening to the rhythmic tapping sound from the room above.

"Asians really know how to play."

The bearded owner of the hostel immediately muttered something in a low voice.

(End of this chapter)