Chapter 840

The Most Perfect Opening

(Big cup today!)

How can a theater door withstand the anger of the crowd?

Even if these people didn't know at all why their anger was directed at Kraun, since no one said it was wrong, it must be right, so everyone present wanted to find Kraun to ask for an explanation.

They kicked open the theater door, rushed into the theater roaring, shouting Kraun's name, and denouncing his past "crimes."

And it was at this time that the three players finally had a chance to see the true face of the theater; this was the first time they had seen the real Joyous Theater since stepping through that door so many times.

Actually, the facilities inside the theater were very simple and clear; at the end of the audience passage was a circular stage with red curtains hanging down, and rows of semi-circular audience seats rising level by level, looking like they could accommodate about a hundred people.

But now, a torrent far exceeding hundreds of people filled the entire space, directly forcing Kraun onto the stage.

He perhaps never imagined that one day, there would be so many "audience members" in the Joyous Theater; unfortunately, these audience members were not seated in the audience seats, and there was no expectation for the upcoming play in their eyes.

Their eyes only had fear, panic, anger, and confusion, and when these emotions collided, they urgently needed a vent to keep themselves calm and composed.

It's just that in this process, the clown Kraun became this lucky one who was chosen.

Everyone was scolding and denouncing below the stage, but no one was willing to go on stage to grab the clown and confront him carefully; perhaps in their subconscious, they knew that the behavior of face-to-face confrontation was too clownish, so they were unwilling and dared not step onto the stage belonging to the clown to let themselves become the second clown.

They only dared to hijack public opinion, wantonly venting the fear that had nowhere to be placed in their hearts.

Kraun curled up in the center of the stage, terrified; he hadn't been out for a long time, and besides feeling the weather getting colder, he didn't even know what had happened outside.

Until he heard some broken fragments from countless noisy scoldings and pieced together the whole story, he realized that he had poked through that layer of window paper and truly brought disaster to Sandlais.

So his face became even paler, and his expression became even more fearful; the helpless clown was like a flat boat under a giant wave, lying under the wave, about to capsize.

Watching Ai Si really couldn't hold back this time; she pushed aside the residents in front of her and wanted to go on stage to return the truth to Sandlais, but at this time, Zhang Jizu moved; he grabbed Watching Ai Si's hand past Cheng Shi and shook his head at this angry teammate with a calm face.

"Can you still endure this?"

"History will not change its direction because of personal anger; when you hear this past, its future has already been written.

So, if you are not sure whether He likes your painting over His past, then you should endure it a bit longer.

Unless you know that doing so will definitely please Him."

He...

Zhang Jizu didn't say who, but the three people present all knew who this was; when Cheng Shi heard this "He," a meaningful smile curled at the corner of his mouth.

Watching Ai Si was persuaded by these words; she indeed had a utilitarian heart, but what Zhang Jizu said was not wrong, and she also had to consider that Lord's attitude toward this past.

Is He willing for others to "save" Him?

Is Kraun's helplessness in front of him just a facade, is that Lord laying out a plan?

When this thought arose, her actions were hard to continue, so she frowned, slapped a Sandlais resident who turned back to question her behavior, and then stood back silently, continuing to witness this history frozen by ice and snow.

Clearly, the passion of the gathered denunciation came and went quickly; when everyone realized that accusing a clown who didn't defend himself at all was meaningless to reversing Sandlais's predicament, the scolding in the Joyous Theater gradually subsided.

Anger receded from people's faces, despair spread again on every drooping eye corner, sighs rose one after another, the originally "hot" theater seemed to have been swept and extinguished by a blizzard, leaving only helpless coldness and the severe cold of fear from the bottom of their hearts.

Sandlais seemed to have lost hope; this last pure land in the world looked like it was finally going to embrace this so-called Doomsday of Gods.

But just at this time, the clown on stage raised his head again; he looked at the "compatriots" full of sorrow, looked at the "friends" with sad faces in the crowd, stood up staggeringly, and walked toward the red curtain step by step, weakly but firmly.

His actions soon attracted the attention of everyone in the audience; everyone looked at him in astonishment; they didn't know what the clown was doing, but were guided by the clown's actions, becoming wanting to know what would be behind the theater curtain.

Kraun was extremely weak, but interestingly, the three priests below the stage didn't cast even a tenth of a healing spell to help him.

He walked forward staggeringly while encouraging everyone weakly.

That's right, after being baptized by the fear like a giant wave, he still gritted his teeth and was spreading... joy and hope to the people in front of him.

"Everyone don't be afraid... although our world... is fake... Sandlais... is fake...

But... this also means... the Doomsday of Gods is fake... isn't it?

Since the gods haven't brought doomsday... that means... faith is still useful... right?

So friends... as long as we pick up our faith again... then as a believer of a certain god... will He descend to provide protection... support Sandlais to carry through this disaster?

After all, no matter how wise the scholars beneath our feet are... they cannot resist a god, can they... not to mention they themselves are believing in a god... believing in a god called 【Truth】..."

While speaking, Kraun had already arrived in front of the curtain; he grabbed the curtain tightly, about to lift it, and at this time, a person looking like an administrator in the crowd suddenly asked a question toward the stage, a question no one dared to ask.

"Kraun, the observers you mentioned, do they... really exist?"

Hearing this, the three players sneered again.

Heh, what an ironic question.

If there was no answer to this question at this time, then what was the excuse for people to rush into this theater?

But Kraun didn't care about these, nodded, and responded very solemnly:

"Yes... they do exist... right beneath our feet.

I accidentally mixed in and went down to see... I, we, the entire Sandlais... no matter how much the population doubles... it's impossible to resist them...

That is a large country called the Tower of Rationality... they exhausted a thousand years of wisdom to create Sandlais just to harvest inspiration here to get closer to their benefactor...

Since this is the case... everyone... why can't we have our own benefactor?

Under the protection of the benefactor... Sandlais will definitely not head toward destruction, right?"

"But we have never believed in any god, who will protect us!?" The people below the stage screamed in terror.

If it weren't for the fact that this person's voice was full of fear, the three players would even feel this person was a shill hired by Kraun.

This question was asked too perfectly; now the situation had entered the clown's rhythm.

Kraun smiled with the curtain in his hand, squeezing out a standard clown smile on his pale face; he looked at the vast number of "audience members" below the stage, and at this moment, in the moment when Sandlais was shrouded in fear and must be recorded by future generations, he completed the most perfect opening of his life.

"This is what I want to say... next... please allow me to... introduce a god to everyone...

He... is my benefactor... holding the authority of 'joy' and 'teasing'...

He... has some grievances with 【Truth】... once made the experiment of the Tower of Rationality declare bankruptcy...

He... is the only god who can save Sandlais... and also the destination of our faith...

He is..."

Kraun lifted the curtain with a pull, showing everyone the most precious thing in this theater.

"My Lord, 【Deception】!"