From Prisoner to Si Chen

Time passed quickly.

After lunch, the cook Paula came to the table with a plate of prepared candied haws and said respectfully:

"Master Gillan, this is the 'candied haws' you ordered, please taste it."

"Well, thank you for your hard work." Gillan smiled.

He looked at the seven or eight strings of candied haws neatly stacked on the plate, which were bright red in color and exuded a fresh and sweet fragrance.

Gillan picked up a string, tried to take a bite, put a whole one in his mouth, and bit it into pieces--

Crack.

At this moment, the restaurant was a little quiet.

The cook, the maid, the bodyguard, the old housekeeper Charles, and the female secretary Lannis beside him all stared at the blond young man.

They had never seen this "strange" dessert before and were quite curious.

Gillan chewed the candied haws, and the sweetness of the sugar coating and the sourness of the hawthorn combined to burst out a long-lost taste.

"Delicious." He exclaimed and smiled.

Immediately, he picked up another string and handed it to Lenise, saying:

"Try it."

"Yes, sir!" Lenise was a little flattered and tried to take a bite.

Soon, her pretty eyebrows raised.

Although the taste in her mouth was not very high-end, it was quite novel.

"It's delicious, sir." Lenise said.

"Then eat some more, there are still a lot in the kitchen."

Gilan chuckled.

Immediately, he gestured and called:

"Old Charles."

The housekeeper standing not far from the table hurriedly stepped forward and bowed:

"Master."

"Ask the cook to get some more and share it with everyone... In addition, if there is no emergency in the afternoon, you don't need to go upstairs to ask me."

"Yes, master."

Old Charles nodded, indicating that he understood.

After giving the order, Gilan stood up, put a few strings of candied haws on a clean plate, and carried it upstairs.

"Lenice, if you are tired, you can take a lunch break here. I have something else to do, so I will go upstairs first."

Gilan turned his head and said to the female secretary.

"Please go ahead. I will go back to Triumph Building after sitting for a while. There are still some work to be handed over there."

Lenice wiped the sugar stains on the corners of her mouth with a handkerchief and said respectfully.

Gilan nodded and walked upstairs.

After returning to the master bedroom on the second floor, he locked the door and drew the curtains. Then he took out the real film "Silver Bottle" given by the teacher and installed it on the projector.

After inserting the mercury battery, he turned the switch.

Click.

The shuttle began to turn and the light box cast a beam of light.

Gilan held the plate and sat cross-legged on the floor. As the teacher said, he deliberately lowered his eyes and did not look at the movie screen on the screen to avoid entering it.

He put down the plate, took out a bag of gold coins that he had prepared in advance, put it on the side of the candied haws, and waited quietly.

An hour and a half passed quickly.

The movie was coming to an end, and the familiar bell rang at the right time:

Ding--

Ding--

Ding--

Gilan took a deep breath, then stood up, walked to the projector, and inserted two mercury batteries. Immediately, he turned around and clapped his hands at the screen where the credits were already rolling.

Clap, clap.

‘Now we should be able to see the “director” apostle, the “assistant script supervisor” Hera Nibal, who is hidden in the film, right? ’

The applause lasted for nearly ten seconds.

Suddenly, Gilan noticed that the picture on the screen had changed... In just a blink of an eye, the picture went black, accompanied by flashing noise and vertical spots.

Slowly, a dark room came into Gilan's sight.

The walls of the room were densely hung with thousands of display screens, playing different movie scenes in a loop.

In the middle was a leather single sofa, on which sat a curvy figure.

Gilan recognized it at a glance, it was a lady.

She was wearing a blue plaid pajamas and a pair of plush slippers. What surprised Gillan was that the lady's head was actually a square instrument.

The front of the instrument was like a TV screen, and the back was full of wires, and there were sirens, clocks, bells and other miscellaneous sound-making objects hanging on it.

Noticing Gillan's sight, the woman turned her head and faced him with the square screen.

"Ms. Hera, the 'assistant scriptwriter'."

Gillan's pupils shrank, and he hurriedly greeted her politely.

He saw a woman's face on the screen, with delicate features but indifferent expression.

"I know you... your name is Gillan Iros, you have awakened Mr. A's self-awareness, and received a message from the 'director' from Him."

Hera's screen face opened and closed her mouth, but the voice seemed to come from the speaker behind the instrument.

"The 'director' also left some information here with me, but the time has not come yet, and you are still too weak, so I can't tell you the information for the time being."

Hearing this, Gillan was startled.

In addition to Mr. A, Ms. Hera also has information left by the "director"?

It seems that the "director", as the predecessor of the time traveler, has known about his existence for a long time and tried to tell him some secrets...

'It's still too weak, not even qualified to know the information. '

Jilan sighed.

He did not forget the purpose of looking for the "assistant script supervisor", so he said:

"Ms. Hera, I want to watch the movie "Silver Bottle", can you make an exception and extend my stay in the movie?"

As he spoke, Jilan picked up the plate of candied haws and held the bag of gold coins in his other hand.

"This is the thank you gift I prepared for you."

"Bring me?" Hera said coldly. "You're breaking the rules!"

"According to the wish of the 'director', I gave up my body and freedom and was trapped in the film forever, trying to maintain the normal operation of the film world."

"Kyuze's kingdom imprint will cause interference to the film, and the mysterious power above level 4 is far more powerful than the mystic, and it is likely to destroy the structure of the film."

"It is absolutely not allowed to allow Kuze to stay in the video for a long time!"

"..." Jilan was stunned.

Why is there something wrong with the script?

According to the teacher Parra, the "recording assistant" Hera Nibal should be easy to bribe, otherwise this kind of thing would not be able to become a hidden rule of trickery.

Buzz——

The next second, the siren behind Ms. Hera's head whined, signaling the end of a movie being played.

He took the opportunity to look away, glanced at the screen in front of him, and said very quietly:

"This will never happen again..."

If not for Gillan's keen hearing, she might not have been able to catch Lady Hera's voice.

Suddenly, a ray of light bloomed from Ms. Hera's face, shone through the curtain into reality, and fell on the two things in Gilan's hands.

With a snap, Jilan suddenly felt his hands were empty.

The candied haws, the plate, and the bag of gold coins all disappeared.

Looking back at the scene on the screen, Ms. Hera was sitting on the sofa with these two things in her hands.

He raised his hand to open the cover of the "top of the head", picked up a bunch of candied haws and threw it in. Then he dumped the bag, and the glittering gold coins clinked into it.

On the screen of the instrument, Ms. Hera took a bite of the candied haws with no expression on her face, and immediately after that, a sigh came from the speaker behind her head:

"It really misses the taste... But it will definitely be better if you add some sesame seeds. Especially the fried white sesame seeds, sprinkle them before the syrup cools down."

"I know, Ms. Hera, I will definitely sprinkle sesame seeds on it next time."

Jilan said respectfully.

Unexpectedly, Ms. Hera's face on the screen showed an indifferent expression, and she said righteously:

"no next time!"

As he spoke, He threw another bunch of candied haws into his "head".

"Bribery is a bad habit, and the rules are broken by people like you!"

Gillan noticed that Ms. Hera, who was sitting on the sofa, changed her sitting posture. She was no longer dignified, but had her legs crossed and her plush slippers dangling.

He cursed in his heart, but remained calm on the surface, saying:

"I'm ashamed, Lady Hera."

"Okay, I'm busy, don't bother me."

The lady waved her hands impatiently.

The next second, the curtain flashed and the screen went completely black.

Ji Lan was silent for a few seconds, then suddenly chuckled.

For some reason, he felt that the apostle of the "director" was a little cute.

"Everything is ready, let's officially start."

Gillan reinstalled the real film "Silver Vase" and flipped the switch again.

Click.

The shuttle started spinning and the movie started playing.

Ji Lan called out the little messenger Mo Weiwei, and then looked at the curtain together.

In the center of the screen, a string of white subtitles appeared:

"Dawn AD, 1139."

"The Kingdom of Sakya, the capital is Andea."

Immediately, an overlooking scene of a medieval city slowly appeared on the screen.

There are many stone and wooden buildings, and local residents shuttle through the streets. There are many stalls on the roadside, selling fresh fruits and vegetables, meat, furs, and even slaves.

Gillan noticed that the slaves were all men, stripped of their clothes and tied around the neck, kneeling in wooden cages with numb faces.

Most of the guards patrolling the streets and the luxuriously dressed pedestrians are women.

'Yes, the historical Sakya Kingdom was a feminist society, and men had a very low status in this country...'

Gillan thought to herself.

He felt a flash of consciousness and his eyelids blinked unconsciously.

When he opened his eyes again, he found that the environment around him had changed and he had entered the movie.

Ji Lan was standing on the roadside, with people coming and going in front of him, and the sounds of bustling noises in his ears.

He looked down at what he was wearing. He was only wearing a thin linen robe and a pair of wooden-soled straw sandals.

‘Apparently he is a third-class civilian with the lowest status. ’

Ji Lan secretly thought.

‘The purpose of this movie viewing is to find Mrs. McCalla Melasquez and learn mystical knowledge from her... Well, let’s find a place to stay first so that we can explore the information. ’

But before he had taken a step forward, two sturdy women wearing leather vests and daggers at their waists blocked his way.

Ji Lan frowned.

"Young man, come here."

One of the women with short hair grinned.

She raised her hand and grabbed Jilan's shoulder, pointed her other hand behind her, and signaled:

"The noble lady has taken a liking to you."

Ji Lan looked up and saw a carriage parked not far away, with a fat middle-aged woman sitting in the carriage.

This woman was staring at him with a wolf-like look, smiling maliciously.

Ji Lan nodded and smiled shyly:

"OK."