What malicious intent could NPCs possibly have? C10.1

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Chp10. part1

After a moment, the stage spoke to Ning Ge again: [Our male lead asks quite a few questions.]

Ning Ge couldn’t hear Pei Han’s voice.

The two of them were communicating with the stage separately, like two separate private chat windows.

Time couldn’t be wasted; the plot had to continue. Ning Ge stood up, pretending to panic as she hid the diary behind her back.

Pei Han approached with a cold face, “Why did you touch my things? Give them back.”

He acted very convincingly, unceremoniously reaching out to snatch the diary from Ning Ge’s hand.

Ning Ge dodged his hand and questioned, “Ersheng, you don’t love me at all. You married me only because I look like the girl in your diary, right?”

Pei Han snorted coldly, “What does it matter? You wanted to marry me so much back then, and I gave it to you. Haven’t I given you everything you wanted over the years?”

“Okay, I’ve been too busy today to spend time with you,” he continued, quickly walking to the other bedside table and placing his hand on the drawer handle, “But didn’t I say yesterday I’d give you…”

He opened the drawer.

The drawer was empty.

Ning Ge saw a slight smirk appear on his lips.

He continued, “…I wanted to give you a necklace.”

When he mentioned a necklace, the thought of a necklace naturally popped into Ning Ge’s mind, and sure enough, a black velvet box appeared in the drawer.

Ning Ge understood, Pei Han had conducted an experiment.

He must have thought of the necklace first, opened the drawer, and found it wasn’t there.

It wasn’t until he told Ning Ge the word “necklace,” and Ning Ge also had the same thought, that the necklace actually appeared.

When there are two people on stage, both need to think alike for something to be created.

This is much safer.

Ning Ge breathed a huge sigh of relief.

Pei Han opened the box and pulled out a strangely shaped black antique necklace.

This wasn’t Ning Ge’s idea, Ning Ge wanted a pearl necklace.

Pei Han held the necklace and gently shook his head at her—it wasn’t his idea either.

The stage couldn’t help but interject:

[What’s wrong? Is it bad? Look at what you two came up with—pearl necklaces, diamond necklaces, how tacky! Don’t you think mine is more tasteful? Retro gothic style, isn’t it?]

The stage doesn’t entirely follow their ideas when creating something, it has a certain degree of autonomy in the specific details of its creation.

With Pei Han around, Ning Ge relaxed a lot and decided to have a big argument with him, steering the conversation towards divorce. Then he said “Have you thought it through? Let’s get a divorce if you are not satisfied.”

He turned and grabbed a piece of white paper from the table, slapping it on the bed. “Divorce agreement.”

He didn’t care whether it was reasonable for him to produce a divorce agreement so easily, he was eager to finish the story.

The moment he uttered the words “divorce agreement,” Ning Ge naturally had the same thought, and words immediately appeared on the paper.

At the top were four large characters, and below them, line after line of detailed clauses appeared.

The stage was still nervously pondering:

[Do you think more clauses or fewer clauses are better? More clauses show the male lead’s wealth and provide more writing material, fewer clauses suggest the male lead still has feelings for the female lead and isn’t holding a grudge against her…]

This was clearly a mass message, Pei Han seemed to have heard it too, and he and Ning Ge were both speechless. Ning Ge didn’t care how many clauses the stage wanted to include, so she quickly signed the “divorce agreement” in the blank space beside her.

With a swift movement, Ning Ge dutifully followed the key plot point, neatly and accurately slapping the paper onto Pei Han’s face.

Pei Han, his face covered in paper: “…”

The judges below nodded, each writing something on their own papers. Watching them write, Ning Ge thought they were checking off boxes on a form.

The bracelet vibrated: [Key Plot Point (1/5)]

Passed.

The curtain fell automatically, ending the first act.

After stepping off the stage, Pei Han checked the current situation with Ning Ge.

He could indeed hear the stage sounds.

“Although it seems a bit erratic, there are two things about it,” Pei Han summarised. “First, it’s very concerned about stage effects. Second, it’s actually controlled by us. I reckon it can’t conjure up dangerous things on its own unless we want it to.”

“And third,” Ning Ge added, “everything we come up with has to get past it first. It has the final say on whether something appears or not.”

For example, it absolutely forbids Ning Ge from planting a tree in her bedroom.

While the stage has the final say, Ning Ge and her group have the right to the initial generation. The players and the stage mutually constrain each other, achieving a balance.

On this bizarre, living stage, although dangerous, it’s not entirely passive.

Pei Han called everyone over. “Next scene, everyone goes on stage. It’s just a party scene anyway, you can pretend to chat and walk around.”

Ning Ge understood what he meant.

If one person on stage generates things according to their own ideas, two people generate things according to their shared ideas, and with eight people on stage, things might be generated according to the shared ideas of all eight.

The likelihood of eight people having the same thought is extremely low, so the stage is completely safe.

Owen quickly establishes the female lead’s career development in the months following her divorce through narration, jumping directly to the next key plot point.