screenwriter mystery

Chapter 6 Materials
block side.

The old second-hand car didn't start the engine for the first time, and the intermittent quarrels and swearing from inside the car indicated that the two sides in the car seemed to be having a heated argument.

This undoubtedly gave Zhao Yuan some time to think.

His gaze fell on the description in the system prompt, especially the word 'material' for a few seconds.

Obviously, the generation of the system [Script Evolution] is not as out of nothing as he originally thought. On the contrary, it seems that some necessary media are needed.

But where does the media come from?

Looking at the flashing prompts on the data panel, Zhao Yuan couldn't help but feel a little headache.

Most of the systems repaired by chance are still in the half-dead stage. It is lucky that they are no longer crashed, and naturally there are no other humanized introduction functions.

As a result, Yu's prompts about the plot material are also endless, which is simply confusing.

Under street lights.

The fierce quarrel in the old second-hand car began to weaken, reminding Zhao Yuan of the urgency of time.

Accompanied by the sound of humming engines, the second-hand cars parked on the side of the block began to be started, and the quarrels inside the cars also began to fade away.

Obviously, this quarrel has an answer.

Seeing that the first attempt at the system will come to an anticlimactic end, and the "escape" drama of the desperate mandarin ducks will continue to develop normally.

The brows on Zhao Yuan's face were tightly frowned, and a sense of unwillingness emerged in his heart.

"Where can I find the material suggested by the system? You can't just do anything, right?"

Picking up a ballpoint pen casually, Zhao Yuan murmured.

At this moment, he is actually ready to give up.

However, it happens at this time.

Under his gaze, under the page of the system [Script Evolution], a new line of text appeared crookedly.

"Ding! The materials don't match! Please put in materials that match the plot!"

"It's really just whatever you want!"

The content that reappeared in the system made Zhao Yuan's expression froze slightly.

If it wasn't for this unintentional action, he might not even have imagined that the material suggested by the system could be obtained so easily.

Emotions are too complicated as I thought before.

Although there are such and such thoughts in his heart, the real time does not allow Zhao Yuan to hesitate any longer.

"The materials don't match?!"

He glanced over the prompts that reappeared in the system, especially on the word 'conforms to the plot', and paused emphatically. He pondered a few times in his mind, and the content of the script created in the system before quickly flashed in his mind. , and finally settled on a short paragraph.

"If all guesses are correct!"

Recalling his description in the script, Zhao Yuan ran to the dilapidated desk in the living room of his apartment in three steps, and reached out to open one of the drawers.

Inside the drawer, what appeared was an old music box covered with mottled scratches.

As mentioned before, Zhao Yuan was not the first owner of this low-cost apartment in Compton. Before him, countless tenants had rented here.

And what they left behind, apart from graffiti holes that could not be eliminated on the walls, moldy and greasy floors, there were also some small objects discarded everywhere in the room.

For example, the music box in the desk drawer, if Zhao Yuan hadn’t discovered it once in a while when he opened the drawer, he might never have known that there was such a childlike thing in the room he lived in.

However, if it develops according to the general normal development.

The music box that was placed in the drawer is likely to stay in its place quietly, as in the past, until it was rejected by any tenant who lived in the apartment and discarded into the garbage.

However, things seem to be different now.

Take out the music box in the drawer, and open your mouth to blow away the dust on the music box.

Zhao Yuan held the music box with one hand, but fixed his eyes on the broken data panel of the system.

"Ding! The materials match, and 200 [story value] points are needed to generate the storyline. Please choose the place where the storyline will evolve!"

On the data panel, the flashing prompts also jumped from the original inconsistent prompts to new content.

"Also choose the evolution location!"

Seeing the selection of the evolution location that the system jumps out after the material is confirmed, Zhao Yuan almost didn't spit out a mouthful of blood directly from his mouth.

He used to read that the protagonist systems in those novels were all directly in place in one step, and the unimportant host took too much effort. How did he get to his own place? It is both the material and the evolution site, so many steps.

I said, there is a reason why a system breaks down like this.

This operation is too unsmooth, which simply affects the experience.

Although, I feel dissatisfied with the process of using the system's [Script Evolution] function.

However, it has come to this point, and even the key material problem has been solved, Zhao Yuan naturally has no intention of giving up at the last moment.

At the moment, without much hesitation, he immediately chose the evolution location according to the description of the script.

"Choose the evolution location - the car!"

"Ding! The evolution location is confirmed. The evolution of this script requires a total of 300 [plot value] points. Do you want to evolve it!"

Sure enough, just as Zhao Yuan guessed, the selection of the script evolution site is the last step of the system's [Script Evolution] function, and after he finished the selection, the entire [Script Evolution] can finally be activated.

"What's wrong with this, of course it is carried out!"

After going through so many ups and downs, as long as Zhao Yuan's consciousness is still normal, it is impossible to make a decision of no.

And in the next moment of his firm answer.

An invisible force began to surge from the system data panel, and under the influence of this force, the music box in his hand quickly turned into a ray of light and dissipated into it.

【Evolution begins】

Looking at the words that appeared on the system data panel, Zhao Yuan, who had been tense in the apartment, could finally breathe a little.

Following his gaze, the picture on the panel also changed to a narrow interior shot.

There is no doubt that this is the realistic evolution picture of the system script.

Just looking at this picture full of cracks.

Zhao Yuan was speechless again.

This full-screen crack really affects the visual experience.

……

click-

While Zhao Yuan was watching the evolution of the script through the system.

In the second-hand car parked on the side of the block, under the influence of a force that cannot be touched by the naked eye, the buckles that were tightly fastened by the luggage that was thrown on the back seat suddenly became loose, and a dark music box also suddenly appeared. Appeared in the messy clothes stuffed into the suitcase.

　Various requests for new books~
　　
　
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