Summoning Infinite Movie

Just hearing a loud "wow", the sky suddenly shattered into countless dense cubes and collapsed instantly.

"Ouch!" Lao Sun hugged his head subconsciously and squatted down quickly.

Only Jiang Jibei and Xiao Jieba stood in place, looking up at the sky calmly.

The debris did not hit them, and the original Asahi disappeared like the picture on the electronic screen, replaced by a gloomy sky with dark clouds billowing.

The noise poured into the ear canal like a wave, and Jiang Jibei raised his eyes and looked around in a daze, only to realize that he was in the crowd, and everyone around him had the same blankness written on their faces.

He appeared at the place where he went to the island, holding a smart black umbrella in his hand to shelter from the acid rain.

Out.

He came out alive.

Others reacted one after another, hugging each other and weeping with joy.

And Jiang Jibei immediately activated the smart brain device, trying to contact Nie Ming who was waiting outside the island through the chip implanted in his body.

However, the call could not be connected at all - the organizers cut off the signal on the island.

This means that the people on the island have completely lost contact with the outside world.

this island...

It was indeed more complicated than he imagined.

Jiang Jibei muttered to himself.

The live-action movie installation must be just a cover. As the organizer, feb spent huge sums of money to build this island and system, and it must have another purpose.

Apart from collecting all the fine emotional reactions of human beings, Jiang Jibei couldn't think of any other reason.

Horror movies are the best choice. All the most real negative emotions of human beings will be vented in horror movies and can be seen at a glance.

But why would they collect human emotions?

Jiang Jibei fell into deep thought.

At this moment, someone suddenly shouted anxiously: "Why is the person who came with me missing? Has anyone seen my friend? His name is Li tjwww028..."

"My companion is gone too!" There was an immediate response from the crowd, "We went to the island together just now!"

The crowd gradually became agitated.

More and more people find that their companions who went to the island with them are missing.

Most likely died in the movie.Jiang Jibei secretly said.

The problem of this film festival is really not small.

Seeing that the scene was boiling, a sharp siren sounded suddenly.

Everyone shut their mouths immediately and covered their ears in pain.

Amidst the piercing sound, spherical metal aircraft suddenly appeared in the sky.

There was a gap in the middle of these floating aircraft, and the semicircular top cover was slowly opened. Groups of people in black leather clothes stood on it, overlooking the people on the ground.

A series of transmission belts were inserted straight into the ground from the sky, transporting the people on the aircraft to the ground.

They were uniformly dressed, wearing long black leather jackets, blue translucent goggles, guns in their hands, and grim expressions.

Is it the army?

Jiang Jibei recognized that the firearms in these people's hands were produced by feb's industry.

Like the mechanical arm used by Nie Ming, it uses the world's top technology and is extremely lethal.

No, it shouldn't be the army, it's probably Feb's own escort.

"Quiet!" The leader fired a gun into the sky, "This is the first Mirror Island Horror Film Art Festival organized by februus group, please consciously maintain order!"

The chaotic scene just now suddenly became silent.

"I'm the producer of Nanya Films!" A man shouted after a while, "You invited me here! How can you use force—"

The leader immediately pointed his gun to his forehead and pulled the trigger without hesitation.

The man's head was instantly torn apart like a shattered watermelon, and the body crashed to the ground, with blood flying all over the sky, spraying the heads and faces of the people around him.

"Ahhh-"

"Murder!"

People cried loudly in fright, panicked and crouched on the ground with their heads covered, and the guards quickly surrounded them.

Jiang Jibei was caught in the crowd, and just squatted down with them, an electronic mechanical sound suddenly sounded in his head.

[Experiencer Mr. Jiang Jibei, welcome to the first Jingdao Film Art Festival, I am the organizer system. 】

[Because of your professionalism and rigor in the first screening of "The Married Ghost", you got an opportunity to ask questions to the staff present. 】

Questions?

He did have questions to ask.

"Hello." Jiang Jibei thought for a moment, then raised his hand to signal, "Can I meet the actors in the movie just now?"

His voice caught the attention of a guard next to him. The guard walked towards him with a gun raised. He was about to yell at him, but suddenly closed his mouth.

The first impression of this young man is too elegant.

A head of golden brown curly hair was combed back meticulously, and the completely exposed eyebrows and eyes were in line with the reserved and classical Chinese aesthetic.

The slender body was wrapped in a black suit with smooth cut lines, revealing a snow-white neck.

He wore a black belt around his waist, and the golden buckle became a bright spot in the black, matching the hair color.

It's just that the inner temperament cannot be given by external things. Even in such a harsh environment, the youth still maintains elegance and decency.

Due to the young man's appearance and aura, the guard vaguely sensed his unusual identity, unconsciously slowed down his tone, and patiently explained to him: "Sorry, movie actors are not allowed to come into contact with the audience."

Jiang Jibei nodded, and glanced at the "februus" logo on the guard's leather jacket and the metal bracelet on his left wrist.

The question he wanted to ask the most has already been asked. In order not to arouse suspicion, he randomly asked another question: "Then let me change the question, what will you do with us next? You must continue to put us in the next movie fight?"

"Sorry, the organizer's decision cannot be informed to the audience for the time being." The guard replied regretfully.

Jiang Jibei was not irritated by the other party's silent attitude, but shrugged: "That's a pity."

Suddenly, the guard's metal bracelet sounded an alarm.

He ignored Jiang Jibei, and raised his hand to respond to the metal ring: "This is the number febdt000312, what's the situation?"

Other voices came from the wristband: "Number febdt000312, please return to the headquarters immediately, the government troops outside the island are attacking again!"

Other staff were also alerted to the same.

They lined up quickly, and two-thirds of them were transported back to the aircraft, and the remaining one-third continued to guard Jiang Jibei and the others.

Everyone raised their heads and watched the aircraft disappear into the sky. While they breathed a sigh of relief, they couldn't help discussing.

"I thought I heard 'government troops' just now...are they up to feb again?"

"What's the use? Now the countries are not controlled by feb. I think feb wants to unify the entire Asian continent."

"Hey, I can still lie down. I'm tired, let's destroy it."

Jiang Jibei mixed in the crowd, watching everyone's reactions.

Faced with this news, some people were worried, some people spoke with sarcasm, and some people had nothing to do with themselves and hung up their heads.

FEB is not an ordinary chaebol group, they have mastered the most advanced technology in the world, and even secretly cultivated their own team with the support of other continental forces.

A few years ago, in order to prevent feb's evil acts, Jiang Jibei's country signed an agreement with other countries, preparing to jointly launch a war codenamed "Xiezhi".

What caught people off guard was that on the eve of the war, the Allies suddenly defected and stabbed them in the back.

Their country was besieged by enemies from both sides, and they persisted in fighting against the odds.

The war lasted for two full years and ended in losses for both sides.

Today, the entire Asian continent is in a state of competition between the governments of various countries and the chaebol group headed by Feb, maintaining a superficial peace.

Despite this, Jiang Jibei's country never gave up.Over the years, the government is still working on the resistance in secret.

It's just that they didn't expect that they would choose to launch the second war at this time.

Something must be wrong.

As Jiang Jibei thought about it, his gaze swept across the faces.

Suddenly, a girl who was smoking caught his attention.

The girl has messy curly hair, a black choker around her neck, a black tight suspender top, and a blue denim jacket slung over her shoulders.

She wore a pair of black leather shorts and a pair of red high-heeled shoes, and a pair of beautiful strong thighs were blackened.The fishnet stockings are tightly wrapped and look extremely sexy.

The girl's appearance has very obvious southern regional characteristics, with a short round face, thick lips, round eyes painted with sequined eye shadow, and a fierce and impatient expression. She looks very difficult to provoke.

Sexy clothes and heavy makeup make her look like a woman who has been in the underground black market all year round.

In the underground black market, 95% of women are engaged in sex work, and the remaining 5% are engaged in human trafficking, drug trading and other illegal transactions.

Jiang Jibei passed through the crowd and stopped in front of her.

The girl noticed the uninvited guest, raised her head, and asked impatiently, "What's the matter?"

"Can I have a cigarette?" Jiang Jibei asked politely.

The girl looked him up and down, cursed a few words in her mouth, took out a low-quality cigarette from the cigarette case, and threw it over casually.

Jiang Jibei easily caught the cigarette, and asked with a smile: "Little stammer, can I borrow another fire?"

Hearing the latter address, the girl froze for a moment, then looked up at him in disbelief: "You... Chen Ji?"

Jiang Jibei lightly tapped his lips with a cigarette, let out a "shush", and blinked at her.

The girl showed a comprehensible expression, raised the corners of her lips, and reached out to light a cigarette for Jiang Jibei with a lighter: "Yes, you, you are more beautiful in real life than in the movie."

"You are beyond my expectation." Jiang Jibei leaned over with a cigarette in his mouth. When the cigarette was lit, he did not rush to smoke, but took off the cigarette and flicked the ash, "What do you call you?"

"Pork belly chicken." The girl announced the name of a food without thinking.

"Huh?" Jiang Jibei was stunned for a moment, puzzled in his eyes.

"I said," she became impatient again, completely different from the well-behaved and sensible appearance in the movie, "my name is pork belly chicken."

"Very tempting name." Jiang Jibei couldn't help laughing, and praised her, "You hide it well."

"You're not bad either." The pig-bellied chicken tugged at the denim jacket slung across his shoulders.

Jiang Jibei smiled: "Do you want to form a team with me?"

"Why are you looking for me?" Pork Belly Chicken raised his eyebrows.

"In the last movie, we cooperated very well." Jiang Jibei took a puff of cigarette, looked at the guards holding guns in the distance, "I need a teammate who is smart and can act."

"I don't think you are praising me in the last sentence." Pork Belly Chicken hugged his arms and glanced at him.

Jiang Jibei turned his gaze back: "I think our purpose is the same."

Pork Belly Chicken snorted: "My goal now is to survive and get out of this ghostly place."

"The last game was just a beginner's book, and the next game is the real beginning." Jiang Jibei curled his lips, but there was no smile in his eyes, "I mean——their observation of us."

"I guess you should have noticed it too." Pork Belly Chicken also raised his head, staring at the guards patrolling back and forth with guns, "In the movie "Married Ghost", those two lines sung by Song Yu should be from In 1963, the Huangmei Opera film "The Butterfly Lovers" directed by Li Hanxiang was actually later than "The Living Ghost".

Jiang Jibei nodded: "The bug on the timeline is intentionally set. The organizer is reminding us that we are in a movie."

Pork Belly Chicken spit out a smoke ring and said meaningfully: "Movies need to be fully immersed, but you must also be prepared to pull away at any time."

"You know movies well."

"Just a little fur."

Jiang Jibei took a last puff of cigarette, crushed out the cigarette butt with his fingertips, threw it on the ground, and laughed——

"Enough is enough. I'll let you get what you want."