Chapter 708

NO. 77: Weaver Girl has a loom, Cowherd has a cart.

To be honest, after hearing the production team's lineup and through a simple inquiry with Qielinenina and Kong, he roughly understood the identities and professions of Jingzhe, Huo'erhaiya, and Xingji, and Aomo had an obvious doubt.

Why would a Minister of Justice who roughly knows some Great Flame secrets, a Feathered Serpent descendant studying ancient history and documents, and an astrologer join the script's arrangement?

For a Qixi event project, if writing a script, it only takes a general-level love story plus beautiful scenery and technical support for delicate performance to be enough; to be honest, even a certain short-video director could not fail to try.

If the story is a bit shorter, it might turn out well.

After all, once that person's story gets long, they just want to slip in their own private material; if the story is short, she can't really show her talent—rather honest.

But she didn't come!

In this regard, one can roughly guess that Miss Xi's usual attitude toward Miss Nian is not very friendly; achieving results in the creators' field to mock the latter is also not impossible.

But…… can this bunch really achieve results?

Are the names reported by Miss Chanwan really a combination for writing a love story?!

To be honest, these four people's names are more suited to appearing collectively in academic research rather than being arranged into a script.

Even if it's that main writer with considerable literary cultivation—Miss Xi.

That's also drawing, not writing.

According to Aomo's own gathered information and the proof provided by Kong, Miss Xi's works hardly contain any narrative paintings; instead, she has drawn small four-panel strips.

The four-panel strips and game copy are of course two different worlds, but what if they never even thought about a love story from the start?

To be honest, Aomo had a suspicion from the very beginning.

A suspicion that this quartet's combination is less about arranging a Qixi story and more about arranging a documentary.

Gathering a group of people who study ancient history, study astrology, and know secret information to form a team—you say this is to write a love story?

Putting together a documentary to popularize the Qixi tradition for people is about enough.

Especially when he met the cowherd downhill and saw that string of words 'Heaven has the Han Wei, the supervisor also has light...', the content devoid of any romance made him feel somewhat convinced in his heart.

And after that, at the same time, it was just a few minutes ago.

When he walked out of the house and met up with Kong, Qieli Nenina and their group, after a simple exchange of information, he asked—'Does Terra have any legend of Chang'e flying to the moon?'—and received the reply: 'There is an allusion called Chang'e flying to the moon.' After that, he truly had no need to think about the cowherd any further.

Miss Xi and Miss Nian really are like sisters; he couldn't help but feel that way.

On the forum of Rhodes Island, countless people have criticized Director Nian's bad films; the most liked comment was: 'Because she always inserts fragments of her own past into her works, but she doesn't integrate them very well.'

At least her smithing technique isn't as good as hers.

As of now, Miss Xi seems to be doing the same thing.

Admittedly, she herself is not an eyewitness.

Otherwise, she wouldn't need others' assistance.

Perhaps it's because she knows the parties involved, which gave rise to this thought.

But she also doesn't know them well enough, so she needs the assistance of Jingzhe, Huorehaiya, and Xingji.

——Only by piecing together a relatively vivid and complete image from different angles can one paint a figure as lifelike as a real person.

That is indeed vivid and lifelike……

When he noticed the Weaver Girl's body tense yet feigning composure, he couldn't help but praise Miss Xi's exquisite brush.

"Weaver Girl, that Chang'e, is she the one you rejected?"

"Yes… yes."

The Weaver Girl answered somewhat hesitantly, even trembling with fear, as if Aomo's utterance was not a question but a reprimand.

"I suppose you also know that in this era, everything has settled into dust, everything has just begun anew."

That pitiful woman, aside from setting foot in Kyushu and traveling everywhere to seek those ancient relics, hoping to obtain the desired materials from them, could only come to find an old friend like myself.

But……

But who would really help her?

Everyone has grown accustomed to the days when those fellows are absent; even the father king would sigh that it's good those fellows are gone, but that woman wants to find back her husband.

"I guess her husband is called Yi."

"... Guess? You, sir, don't know?"

"I am not a local."

"Ah, I see; your divinity couldn't possibly have been cultivated by this land, otherwise you'd be competing with the father king."

"Your father king is the Heavenly Emperor, right?"

"Yes, He is the greatest god."

"But I've heard that Sui is the most ancient, greatest, and long-lasting existence."

At least in the forum's data about the Flame State, there is such a clear record: that much-contended true dragon, by offsetting merit against fault, pardoned the last one remaining on Flame State's land, the most ancient, greatest, and long-lasting existence, on the condition that it submit to the Great Flame, to set the heart of heaven and earth, to set the destiny of the people, to continue the learning of the departed, and to open peace for all ages.

Setting aside that indeed great condition, the greatness spoken of by the giant beast is basically enough if it's strong enough.

Aomo supposed the other party was also qualified.

But the Weaver Girl's feedback was: "That doesn't count as great!"

The strenuously maintained demeanor showed great fluctuation, appearing somewhat hurried.

"As I thought," Aomo nodded, unable to deny, "Sorry for bringing up this unhappy topic."

"No… sir, you need not apologize to me."

"Then, returning to the previous topic, Yi is 'human,' right?"

"……" The Weaver Girl remained silent, without answering.

And Aomo slowly closed his eyes, having already received the answer.

Strangely, it seemed as if from Qixi it had shifted to Mid-Autumn, causing Aomo to involuntarily sigh at Miss Xi's unconventional behavior.

An existence that cannot be found, one that can only be seen by going to the moon; a husband not welcomed by the gods and his kin……

Even now, Kong's mouth has mentioned that 'Xie'e possesses thousand-mile vision', which is not necessarily a divine ability; built-in electronic assistance can achieve the same effect.

And it is said that this land has two high moons, meaning this land has two satellites; if compared to Earth, then necessarily one satellite is unusual……

Furthermore, taking into account the highly developed civilization before the break of ages……

The chaotic fragments connected and clarified one by one in his thoughts; the demon opened his eyes after a few seconds, just as before, marveling at the mystery of another world.

"For now there's no problem, but I still have an improper request."

"Please speak, my lord."

"I'm somewhat interested in your power; could you try using this tool to draw a small tube of blood?" he said, and in his hand suddenly appeared that peculiarly shaped metal cylinder wrapped with dark red crystals.

Secret key

Just like the monster cards and the bracelet chain usually worn on his wrist, it is always carried on his person.

And at this moment, it serves not only to extract others' information, as a key to unlock new power for the user, but also as the key he uses to verify the 'fidelity' of the so-called 'simulated imaging'.

Thus, as Zhinyu hesitantly took the extractor, hearing Aomo's reminder that 'just a slight adjustment of the scale will do', she followed the instruction, and after a brief dizziness she again heard the other party say:

"That's enough, thank you very much; next I suggest you go look at the cowherd in the house."

The youth who was playing with that small tube of bluish crystal in his hand spoke without lifting his head.

This made her slightly startled.

"That human?"

"That human, perhaps was an old acquaintance."

"An old acquaintance?"

"Qianniu, or called 'niu', I'm not sure which name would leave a stronger impression on you; I just want to say that the harness you wove was ultimately used on Him."

"……"

"I have heard that Sui has the ability to split itself, and I sincerely hope that Qianniu is also like that; otherwise, there would be some regret."

"I'll take my leave first!"

Just as he finished speaking, he saw the dragon girl who was still holding her abdomen hurry away, heading straight toward the room.

Thus he continued to lower his head and play with the device in his hand, noticing a hint of blue that seemed familiar, then promptly put it away and walked toward the girls over there.

He felt a sigh at the meaninglessness of the faintly appearing text before his eyes.