Chapter 11 [Trial]

The moment this sentence fell, Han Meng pulled the trigger.

Click --

The mechanism collided, but no bullet was fired.

But at the same time, the ground in front of Han Meng collapsed instantly, and the soil and gravel disappeared into nothingness, as if an invisible bullet had completely shattered the matter from the molecular level!

And this "deconstructed" bullet flashed in front of the red paper monster within one thousandth of a second!

Under this invisible deconstruction force, the red paper tentacles floating in the air were forcibly broken open, and then a circular wound with a radius of one meter completely penetrated the monster's body!

Through the huge circular wound, Han Meng could even see the streets of District 3 in the distance. This shot directly destroyed two-thirds of its body.

Just when Han Meng was about to put away his gun, something strange happened!

The red paper monster with a big hole in the center did not die, but continued to extend red paper as if nothing had happened.

It spread out crazily around. In just two seconds, it not only repaired the hole in the center, but also increased in size by more than three times!

Now it looks like a giant red sun made of paper, with countless pieces of paper twisted around it and hanging over the wilderness.

【Audience expectation value -1】

【Current expectation value: 14%】

Han Meng's pupils shrank slightly!

He immediately raised the muzzle of his gun and pointed it upwards, pulling the trigger three times in succession. The power of deconstruction broke three big holes in the red sun.

The drizzle fell from the three holes and hit Han Meng's solemn face, chilling him to the bone.

Swish——

The dense pieces of paper swarmed down, like red rain pouring down from the sky, instantly turning the entire wilderness into a hornet's nest. Han Meng fired crazily, but could only barely tear a gap in the red rain to save his life.

"Oh no..." Han Meng's back was soaked with sweat.

He could feel that he was no match for this disaster!

For some reason, the opponent's aura seemed to surge again, from the original entry level 5 to the top of level 5, and only a fraction of a second away from entering the terrifying level 6!

At this moment, a hand in a robe stretched out from the paper monster and pressed lightly and accurately on Han Meng's head!

"Hehe."

The laughter echoed in Han Meng's ears, and the next moment, he was knocked down by a palm, and his head hit the ground heavily!

Boom--! !

The ground was cracking, and Han Meng, who was in the center of the force point, suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood, like mud and no longer moving.

The war was over, and the red paper in the sky returned to the monster's body. The drizzle sprinkled the scarred land.

The red paper monster was about to leave, but the robe arm that stretched out from it suddenly grabbed the red paper body and tore it hard, as if something was about to get out of it...

...

Five minutes ago.

"The audience began to intervene in the performance?"

When Chen Ling saw the last line of words, his heart sank. He suddenly looked up at the front of the stage.

Countless scarlet pupils were still staring at him in the dark, but in the corner of the auditorium, a group of wooden chairs were empty...

Part of the audience disappeared.

Dong-dong-dong! !

The black shadows in the audience kept trampling on the theater floor with their feet, making a neat and dull sound.

In the small space, this sound was like thunder. Their scarlet pupils locked on Chen Ling, and their eyes were full of anger and questioning!

Dong-dong-dong! ! !

Under their stomping, Chen Ling even felt the stage shaking, and the spotlight above his head trembled slightly, and it seemed that it could not hold on for much longer.

Chen Ling basically understood.

Because he was killed by an axe in reality, the "performance" on the stage came to an abrupt end.

The performance was interrupted, and the audience was extremely angry, but they could not communicate directly with Chen Ling, so they could only use this form to express their dissatisfaction and threats!

"So... I am not dead?" Chen Ling stared at his hands in a daze,

"But if my consciousness is here... then who is controlling my body now?"

Chen Ling seemed to have thought of something, and looked back, only to see a large black curtain covering the back half of the stage. He pulled it open with force, and a series of pictures flooded into his mind!

He saw himself turning a knife into a piece of paper, frightening Li Xiuchun and Chen Tan, and fighting with two law enforcers...

This feeling was very strange, as if he was sitting in front of a big screen, watching his actions from a third-person perspective... Of course, the "protagonist" at this time was no longer him, but the "audience" who usurped his body!

The audience was intervening in the performance.

[Audience Expectation -1]

Chen Ling saw the characters on the screen jumping in his peripheral vision, and the next moment, another group of figures disappeared in the audience.

"The lower the expectation, the more audiences will intervene in the performance..." Chen Ling said, while raising his hands, he saw that his body was gradually becoming transparent,

"At the same time... my existence will also be gradually erased?"

Yes, if the audience completely becomes the "protagonist", then what is there for him to do?

Chen Ling's heart suddenly sank to the bottom of the valley. He knew what he had to do.

Chen Ling stood in front of the curtain, took a deep breath, and tentatively stretched out his palm towards the flashing "picture" behind it...

Either take back his body and become the "protagonist" again;

Or die.

Chen Ling's fingertips passed through the curtain, as if touching a barrier, and were forced to slow down.

This barrier was not extremely hard, but more like a kind of "membrane", soft and with extremely strong toughness. Chen Ling tried a few times and finally barely passed a finger through.

"There is a chance!" Chen Ling's eyes lit up slightly.

He used all his strength to pass his palm through the barrier, then his forearm, elbow joint...

At this moment, the characters on the screen jumped again:

[Audience Expectation Value -1]

As the expectation value dropped to 14%, another group of audiences disappeared. Chen Ling felt that the barrier became harder and harder. He saw his body becoming a little transparent again, and a thought flashed through his mind.

It was not that the barrier became solid... but that his body became weaker.

Chen Ling gritted his teeth, but could only extend his arm through the curtain little by little, several times slower than before, and he was extremely anxious.

With the current resistance, he estimated that if the expected value dropped to about 10%, he would never be able to pass through this layer of curtain again.

Finally, with his unremitting efforts, one arm passed through the curtain completely.

He saw Han Meng in the picture struggling under the red rain, and after hesitating for a moment, he slapped him on the forehead and knocked him to the ground with the power of the red paper monster.

In this way, no one would witness him passing through the curtain and returning to the reality.

He used his arm to hold the curtain upside down from the real world, and then pulled it hard to tear a narrow gap.

The second hand stretched out from the gap and forcibly pried it open until it could accommodate his body. Chen Ling took a deep breath and plunged his body in!