The villain beg you to kill me

Wushe carried me out of the gate of the residential building.

I feel very embarrassed.

However, there was no one on the road.

The empty streets lead into the distance, and the midday sun shines on the road.

Not far away, a person walked over without haste.

He was wearing clothes that were out of tune with his surroundings.

Ling Wei, the patriarch of Xianhua Sect.

He still had a faint smile on his face, and when he saw us, he just nodded.

Ling Wei actually entered the Yunmeng formation?I couldn't help becoming vigilant, what kind of dangerous levels are there next?

Wushe stopped and put me on a bench by the side of the road.

"Wait." I grabbed Wu's forgiveness, "Let's go together."

Wushe looked down at me, "Okay."

Wushe didn't move, and Ling Wei walked over by himself.

"Congratulations." Ling smiled and said, "Passed the test of Yunmeng formation."

I:"……"

Unforgiven: "..."

Seeing that neither of us said a word, Ling smiled and said, "Why?"

I said, "That's it?"

Ling Wei nodded: "That's it."

I said, "Is it that simple?"

Ling smiled: "How complicated should that be?"

I said: "There should be earth-shaking travel through time and space, subconscious storm, big bang or something..."

Ling smiled and said, "Those are not important." He paused, "There are already levels to test martial arts and resourcefulness, and I don't like repeating them."

He is a very powerful outsider.

I frowned: "Then why did Group A die so quickly?"

Ling smiled and said: "Everyone's heart is different, and it's easy to get lost. The Yunmeng formation is not only a test of the heart, but also a test of the tacit understanding between two people."

I don't understand: "Those two guys who are working together seem to have a tacit understanding. Why did they die so easily?"

Ling Wei shook his head: "That's different. Some people cooperate tacitly at work, but in fact they just join forces for common interests. Once there are differences in interests, they will naturally divide and oppose."

I don't understand even more: "But, isn't this competition for plot modifiers to choose a tacit combination? Common interests are the common foundation."

Ling Wei was stunned for a moment, and a bit of embarrassment appeared on his usually calm face: "This is the rule set by the main creators, and I am only responsible for implementing it."

The main creators...

There are probably many main creators.

[System prompt: Group j (points: 182) won the [-]rd Scenario Corrector Competition! 】

This score is still strong and not obliterated, which is also very powerful.

Ling Wei beckoned and said, "Come with me."

Wushe picked me up and followed me.

As he walked forward, the scenery on both sides changed rapidly, and the street under his feet turned into a golden conveyor belt. The ones on both sides seemed to recede, revealing the huge gears behind them, which rotated in an orderly manner, driving various mechanical parts in the air to run endlessly.

I watched these sights in amazement.

Ling Wei's clothes also turned into white protective clothing. He walked for a while and stopped in front of a small golden house.

Ling Wei stepped aside and said, "Please come in."

But the door did not open.

Wushe looked at Ling Wei suspiciously.

Ling smiled and said, "Only the winner can enter this door."

Wushe took a step forward, protecting me with his hands, a blue light swept across his face, and the door opened.

Ling Wei walked in first, came to a cabinet, and instructed Wushe to put his hands in a translucent groove.

A few numbers and letters appeared in the groove. I glanced at it, and it was our previous score record.

The cabinet opened a small crack with a "snap", and then slowly opened outward.

There are two grooves on the wall inside the cabinet, and two translucent bracelets are hung on them.

"Certificate of plot revisionist." Ling Wei introduced.

I stared at the translucent bracelet, and the excitement in my heart was beyond words.

I stretched out my hand, but Wushe held my hand down.

I looked at him: "what?"

"I'll do it." He said, touched the bracelet, and the bracelet wrapped around his wrist like lightning, and then gradually disappeared.

"It can be controlled through thoughts." Ling Wei said, "People who are not born with the ability of plot modifiers, or people who do not exist in the real world, can travel between different worlds with their qualification certificates."

"Really?" Wushe asked, "I'll try."

After speaking he disappeared.

I "bang" and fell to the ground.

"Your father—" I hit the floor angrily.

I raised my head and looked at the smiling Ling Wei.

"Where did he go?"

Ling smiled and said, "I don't know."

I gritted my teeth: "Aren't you the master?"

Ling Wei said: "I just carry out."

I:"……"

Ling Wei continued to add details: "Aren't you connected with each other? You should know where he went."

I found out that Ling Wei is just superficially cold, but actually a black-bellied ghost.

Ling Wei glanced down at his watch and said, "Ah, it's running out of time, I'm going to hold a creative conference."

After speaking, he disappeared with a "whoosh".

Just leave me alone.

I looked at the tall cabinet.

What, how, should I get it—the plot revisionist qualification certificate! !

I don't have a plot revisionist qualification certificate, although I can travel between worlds, but I have to die to leave.

With the plot revisionist qualification certificate, I will leave as soon as I want in the future, and I will no longer have to endure death escape and incense hypnotism.

I grabbed the edge of the cabinet with both hands, trying to reach the translucent bracelet.

Just then, someone hugged me from behind.

I was taken aback, turned around, Wushe kissed my lips, and stated: "I have already bid farewell to my mother and younger sister, we will go to your house now!"

I glared at him: "Do you think you can get away with it like this?"

Wushe began to explain: "I just want to test if it's true. If it's a trap, I can find out earlier. Did you... hurt from the fall just now?"

I was annoyed: "Nonsense!" After speaking, I grabbed the bracelet.

The bracelet disappeared on my wrist, and I felt a cool air around my left hand.

Wushe hugged me tightly: "We will go to your house now."

I snorted coldly: "Okay."

Wushe said, "It's going to your house, not to other places."

I said, "I know."

He told me again, and then asked me to swear that I would never use the bracelet alone in the future, and I must be consistent with him, as if I was the one who left him and acted alone.

"Okay, I get it," I said.

The light blue light brightened, and the surrounding scenery became blurred and melted into this light.