Djinn starting from Marvel

My name is Constantine, and I am nicknamed Zha Kang. I am an exorcist who wants to go to heaven. Because the experience of hell is really not very good, but because of some problems, I am afraid that I will not be able to go to heaven. Therefore, my goal It means staying in the human world for a few more years.

When Constantine opened his eyes as usual and reached for the cigar on the bedside, he suddenly found that his room seemed very different from before.

The raging flames, the wailing souls, the scorched earth, and the strange creatures that need to be guessed to be demons. It is obvious that this is hell. If not, Constantine feels that the name of hell can be transferred.

"Are you awake? Mr. Constantine?" Mephisto, who had been waiting behind him for a while, said. He is still very generous to the talents he needs, in all aspects.

Constantine turned around, the cigar in his hand had been lit, holding the cigar in his mouth, Constantine looked at Mephisto's appearance.

The exposed red skin, the two ferocious short horns, the strong muscles and the monotonous clothes, to be honest, he looked very human, except for the hell flames that ignited from time to time on his body.

What? You said no one has red skin? Ha, it seems you can't live stably in many worlds.

What kind of devil is this? I don’t have much impression. Do you dare to snatch Satan’s prey? Aren't you afraid that Satan will come and cause trouble? And what about Lucifer? All those creditors died in one fell swoop?

Constantine's expression remained unchanged, and he looked at Mephisto, thinking in his mind how to escape from here and return to the world.

What? Are you saying that Constantine is not afraid? An exorcist who has sold his soul hundreds of times, resurrected from the dead many times, and escaped from all kinds of hellish demons, will no longer have any emotional fluctuations in this kind of scene.

"Mr. Constantine, you don't have to wait any longer. None of them will come. Do you need me to introduce myself?" Mephisto sat there with an interview in mind and said politely to Constantine.

Tsk, tsk, trouble.

Constantine thought in his heart that the more rational the devil, the harder it would be to deal with it. "Of course, please introduce yourself, preferably in detail. Maybe I am dreaming."

Mephisto doesn't care about Constantine's generous attitude. This is what he wants, "I am Mephisto, the hell king of this world and this universe. I have bought out all your debts. No Without a word of praise, if you can sell all your worth more than three hundred times, you must be a talent."

This is one of the reasons why Constantine has been able to survive there until now. Anyone who wants to collect debts will face the problem of paying other debts. However, these other debts are more than three hundred times the value of Constantine.

Constantine remained silent. Did he insult the genealogy of the man in front of him? Are you buying it at a premium of more than 300 times? Taken advantage of? !

"Sir? Why don't you speak?" Mephisto looked at Constantine with a smile, "Are you not used to the environment? I can change it. It will definitely be more exciting than Satan's."

"No, I'm afraid of pain. Do you... have any requirements for inviting me here?" Constantine was unusually honest. After all, words and deceptions are not easy to use in this environment.

"Oh, it's like this, I have a friend." Mephisto slowly said the purpose, "He met a top client and needed to earn a meager salary from this client to make up for his family's expenses. But Party A’s needs were not very clear, so he thought of you. You are an expert in analyzing needs and finding solutions.”

While talking, there was a lot of information on Constantine's bedside, which Mephisto had compiled so far, including information about this game and the djinn.

Constantine silently picked up the information and began to read it. He was a little confused, why did Mephisto have this tone? It's just a pretense, a pointless pretense.

It wasn't until after reading the information that Constantine understood that Mephisto was trying to simulate the thinking mode of ordinary people, and he worked very hard for this game.

"Actually, you don't have to consider so many things. The Supreme Mage is not the key. Party A is the absolute one anyway, right?" Constantine had an idea in his mind, but he had to pass the interview first.

"It makes sense, you continue to say."

"To please this Party A, interesting is the key word. What is interesting? Uncertainty, change, and frequent accidents are more interesting than the same thing, what do you think?"

"Good level! Keep going."

"So in other words, it is inappropriate to open a passage and let a bunch of demons pass through, causing panic, and finally being destroyed by superheroes. The script is too old-fashioned, and someone used it first." Constantine gradually found out He picked up a familiar rhythm and was good at cheating.

"To the point, what next?"

"You are currently short of a script. Do you think the exorcist who fell from another world eventually joined a team of superheroes and became a superhero, but secretly he is an undercover agent of the Lord of Hell? How about the character design of this script?" Constant Ding tried to figure out what to do.

"Yes, but you haven't passed the interview yet."

Tsk, tsk, slap, smack, Konstantin, this king of hell is not easy to fool, it’s a bit difficult.

"Okay, so if you don't have a script and can't create it, then you won't copy it?"

"copy?"

"Oh, sorry, it's too straightforward. Let's learn from it."

"No, tell me more, I'm very interested in this." Mephisto doesn't plan to build an archway, he just wants to copy it but doesn't know how.

"Do you know why IP goes first? Because it has early traffic and popularity." Constantine asked and answered, "Then, find a relatively popular work on the earth and turn the fake into real, and you will naturally bring your own audience. , it has its own traffic, I recommend you to play by yourself, Lord of Hell, the popularity will be so high."

Mephisto does not intend to step into this stupid pit, changing from chess player to chess piece, only a fool can do that.

"What script should I choose?" Mephisto then asked.

"Choose a horror movie that fits your field of expertise and fits the current emotionally empowered environment. As for the character, a demon who absorbs fear, look for it. There must be such a clichéd character."

"Good idea, what's next?"

"Then you have to adapt to the situation. You can follow a royal plot, where the demon is destroyed. Anyway, the score is based on fun. You can live or die. You can also follow an evil plot and try to clear your name and get ashore. It is difficult, but the subsequent benefits are high."

"What if we find some kind of strong-willed protagonist template character whose parents have died along the way? Isn't it better to develop a character than to directly find a way to recruit people into a superhero team?"

Constantine stated his thoughts, and Mephisto stood up and held his right hand, "Congratulations, you passed the interview."

"So...I'm a regular employee? Can I get out of hell? It's easier to guide the subsequent plot on that planet." Constantine looked at Mephisto expectantly. When he arrived on Earth, he had many ways to find creditors.

"No, you are still in the internship period. You can handle the guidance through me." Mephisto refused decisively. He had heard the comments of Constantine's creditors over there, and he could not easily dismiss Constantine from the job. Released from hell.

Constantine patted the pajamas on his body, "Okay, it's up to you, but it's best to provide some cigars and give me other clothes."

"of course."