the end of the heavens

"It's too fake."

"Crime film?"

"Washing white, they are all good people."

"Art films?"

"Afraid of sleepiness!"

"War Movies?"

"Just talk about love and don't fight."

"..."

She glanced at the posters on the wall again, and asked them one by one. There was nothing to see, and she said speechlessly, "You should choose!"

"No, you pick, I can see anything."

Shen Menghan

She also wanted to choose one, but after being told by Russell, she found that she had no sense of expectation when watching anything.

It wasn't just Shen Menghan, but the men and women who were selecting the film next to him felt that Russell's analysis was very reasonable, and they turned and left one after another.

In the end, Shen Menghan chose a literary and artistic film. It is better to be sleepy than laughing, and the audience of literary and artistic films is small, so he was lucky to be able to catch up with the reservation.

It is impossible to reserve the venue, besides Russell and Shen Menghan, there are three young couples who chose this literary film.

The movie-watching experience is similar to that of booking a venue. When everyone chooses a location, they tacitly keep a distance, and no one wants to be disturbed by anyone.

A literary film is an inexplicable long shot. There is no hero or heroine in the picture. It can be a piece of music, or it can be flowers and animals, leaving a large blank space for the audience to sleep... Ahem, think about the concept and realm.

can not read it?

That's because your cultural level is not good enough, and you can't comprehend the expression beyond the story.

When you let go of your obsession with the plot and the ending, and think about what the director wants to say, you can... you can compete with the upper and lower eyelids like Russell.

Russell yawned, secretly thinking that he would have watched a horror movie if he had known about it. The female number one and the female number two were dressed in cool clothes, and their looks were not bad, especially the female number three, who was vicious and vicious.

Contrary to Russell, Shen Menghan watched it with gusto and smiled knowingly from time to time. I don't know if she really understands it, or just likes watching movies and everything.

"I'm going to the bathroom, you look at something, don't fall asleep."

In a daze, Russell was patted on the shoulder by Shen Menghan. He raised his finger to indicate that he was completely ok. He had received professional training and would definitely not fall asleep.

After a while, a system prompt sounded in Russell's mind.

"Unce Luo, your superwoman has entered the space of the main god, and I have reached the world node, do you want to enter?"

"Uncle!?"

"Going in, I prefer the immersive experience than watching a movie."

Russell picked up the big bags and small bags, left the viewing room and walked into the men's bathroom. After closing the door, he put the clothes and shoes and other packages into the portable space, took out the black robe and put it on.

The vest of the main god's space—Jason!

He is considering changing his vest recently, because the last time he was in the Lord God's Dimension, in order to prevent his identity from being exposed, he was forced to wear a shameful female attire and borrowed the face of the elf queen.

This is not the point, the point is that because of this face, he was treated as a best friend by Ying Yingying, the vice team of Supergirl, and received a lot of benefits.

At present, Jason's vest is blacklisted by Ying Yingying, and it is not suitable to meet again.

The system opened the space node, and Russell followed the superwoman and entered the space of the main god.

In the familiar trance, Russell's eyes went dark, and when he opened his eyes, he found himself standing in a small, square room.

"Where is this place?"

The single room is fully sealed with ventilation equipment on the top.

Based on Russell's experience, this is not a device to ensure air circulation and prevent people in the house from suffocating to death, but a means of protection, releasing hypnotic gas or poisonous gas when necessary.

It was pitch black all around. Amid a series of grinding sounds of mechanical gears, Russell's room shook slightly and moved straight to the left.

The reflection on the glass reflected Russell's current appearance, with a black robe, his face was covered with black mist, and his eyes were replaced by red light.

Kind of not like a nice guy!

The sound of gears continued, but Russell's private room stopped, and the shadow was blocked by the figure in the opposite private room.

Hockey masks, coveralls, machetes...

. .

Russell ゜ ゜ ゜)

"Jason, is that you?"

8Chapter 17 Who are you looking down on

"Jason, is that you?"

Through two layers of glass, Russell muttered to himself. He knew very well in his heart that according to the soul contract, the Jason on the opposite side was not the Jason he knew.

As the gears turned, Russell's private room slowly moved to the left. Jason on the opposite side kept looking down, his body remained still, and his eyes followed Russell's movements until they disappeared.

A werewolf replaced Jason, probably because he had been locked up for a long time, and his attitude was very unfriendly, with long teeth and claws like crazy, drooling at Russell, growling and wanting to eat him alive.

"Ho Ho Ho—"

"Um!?"

"Whoa!!"

Separated by two layers of unbreakable glass, the werewolf was taken aback by Russell's staring eyes, his legs were limp and huddled in the corner of the wall, his trembling and weak appearance completely lost the previous bravado.

The werewolf's IQ is not high, but the beast's intuition is extremely powerful. Through Russell's red eyes, he saw a dark and dense shadow behind him.

Outlined by black lines, the gigantic demon king is tall and dressed in a robe of black flames, with black smoke swirling around his body, turning into faces filled with distorted despair.

Physically, the werewolf looked down at Russell, but spiritually, the werewolf raised his head high and found that the other party didn't even look at him.

Without confirming his eyes, he knew that he was someone who could not be offended.

The sound of gears never stopped, and the rooms in front of Russell kept changing. After the werewolf, some familiar or unfamiliar figures flashed past.