Don't disturb the sorcerer's scientific research

Chapter 121 Is there something mixed in this illusion?
Three days later, late at night.

The works of all the groups participating in the second round of the competition have been displayed in the exhibition venue, waiting for the official opening of the exhibition to welcome the audience the next morning.

All contestants are not allowed to appear in the venue at that time to avoid people matching the contestants with their works.

You are only allowed to put a signboard with a brief introduction of the content there.

There is a magic device placed on each booth, which can bring the vision and hearing of up to 50 people into the illusion at the same time.

50 people is also the maximum number of people that each booth can accommodate. If there are more, you will have to queue.

Professor Tanshuer felt that with nearly 70 works in total, the maximum number of visitors could be over 3000, which was definitely enough. The exhibition would last for three days, not just one time.

In order to be fair and eliminate the impact of different traffic flows caused by booths, the location of the exhibition area will be adjusted every half a day.

All the audiences who come here will receive a commemorative booklet. After each work is watched, the marking spell will print a corresponding mark in the booklet, which will show the number of times the work was watched.

This kind of collection-style commemorative album is intended to encourage viewers to look at different works rather than just blindly viewing one work.

However, not everyone can view all the works during their time at the exhibition. In order to satisfy the collecting hobbies of some people, the exhibition will be open for another week after the three days, but the number of viewers at that time will no longer be counted in the results.

Although Santello's performance in the competition was not very good, its services around the event were the best.

Maybe it’s because they have been “not doing their job” all along.

And now, in the pitch-black venue, several sneaky figures flashed into the venue.

It's the devil team led by John.

Because most demons are born with dark vision, they can still move freely in unlit venues.

"Location," John whispered.

"Follow me." Another undercover devil led the way.

After learning from their mistakes and regaining their morale, the devils decided to hit Jia Xiu hard in the second round to make him doubt himself.

To this end, they made a careful plan.

I scouted the venue in advance and had a full grasp of the security personnel's activity schedule and the location of Jia Xiu's exhibition booth.

The leading devil skillfully led the team to sneak to Jia Xiu's booth.

The second step of the plan is to cast the spell on the base where the magic device is placed.

This was a "brilliant move" that John had painstakingly thought of.

Casting spells directly on the phantom itself will be discovered. In order to protect the contestants' works from being destroyed, Sandro's team added protective spells to all the works.

You cannot cast spells directly on the magic device either, as the magic device will be inspected every day.

Therefore, the best solution is to cast a spell on the base that affects the emotions of people nearby, and then cover it up.

No one will notice a base.

The spell will affect every audience member who comes here. As long as they suppress their emotions and feel dissatisfied, I believe that no matter what Jia Xiu's work is like, it will receive a lot of negative reviews.

Once word of bad reviews spreads, there will be no new viewers.

The discontent will also become a wave of public opinion, and Jia Xiu's works will certainly be subjected to countless verbal attacks.

The cumulative effects of verbal attacks are as terrible as physical injuries!
By then, when Jia Xiu sees that his work has only a few viewers and those who have seen it are criticizing it, he will surely fall into deep self-doubt and pain!
That is the best time to fall into depravity!

Thinking of this, John was not too excited. They had failed with Jia Xiu several times.

I have a vague feeling that this time it might not be very successful.

No, you can't think like that.

Certainly possible.

John now even wants to believe in the God of Destiny, but he doesn't know whether He can bless the demons.

If he wasn't afraid of causing too much noise, he would have wanted to kidnap Jia Xiu by force.

This operation cannot be completed in just one night. The damn organizer has to change the location regularly. We have to come tomorrow night, and the night after the night after that.

I've never felt happy being undercover.

The chain demon in the team has already started casting spells.

John tells the time with his pocket watch.

"Three minutes until the next patrol begins."

"immediately……"

The Chain Demon muttered in reply.

Two minutes later, the spell was complete and they were able to flash safely out of the arena.

Outside the venue, Chain Demon sighed and asked, "Leader, will we succeed this time?" John wanted to answer that he definitely would, but he couldn't bring himself to say it.

"Hopefully."

I feel embarrassed after saying it.

He's supposed to be the devil that brings despair, yet he's speaking of hope...

The next day.

The exhibition officially begins.

Simon, the owner of a local bakery, came to join in the fun after selling his morning bread.

He is actually a half-elf, but Simon is a human name because this is an elf city, so a human name must be used.

He also has an elven name, Alanis Moonbrook, which is only used in human cities.

That's how half-elves are. Neither side considers them their own.

But Simon was quite content. At least he was better than the tiefling. They were all half-bloods. Those with demon blood would be treated much worse. Moreover, the difference between a half-elf and a half-elf would not be noticeable after a few generations, but it was hard to say how many generations the tiefling bloodline had been with them.

After receiving his commemorative album, he walked into the venue. Today was a weekday, so there weren't many people there in the morning.

As soon as he came in, he heard someone calling his name anxiously.

"Simon, is that Simon?"

He turned around and saw an acquaintance, Mick, who made bacon.

"How long have you been here?"

"As soon as the door opens, come on, follow me. I'll take you to see the best Phantom in the whole place."

Mick urged.

"Is it far? I want to take a look from the door first, so I don't have to turn back."

"There's nothing to see at the door," Mick said, pointing to one.

While speaking, he did not forget to drag people forward.

"Well, it was a farce, but at the end it was just sentimental for over ten minutes, with people crying and preaching about some holy truth."

Simon considered the image.

"Well, that does sound pretty bad."

"And that, God, that's a real illness. Experiencing the Uckermark Army training in there, do you know how torturous that training is? I never had such a hard time when I was farming before."

"Is there no merit at all?"

"Well, the scene is pretty good, very realistic, but it's more torturous because it's so realistic."

Mick cursed everyone along the way and finally brought Simon to his destination.

"Almighty Mage, casting spells increases proficiency..."

Simon looked at the booth. What a strange introduction.

But this booth is indeed a bit special. Not only are there a lot of people, but there are also many people walking around and asking questions when they see people passing by.

"Have you seen this demonic shadow?"

Some people even pried open the magic device and said, "Watch one episode, then let me watch another one."

To be honest, it's a bit weird.

The last time he saw someone like this was when he was addicted to the magic drug.

Is there something mixed in this illusion?
Mick was still urging: "Go and see, go and see, I won't hurt you..."

Simon looked at Mick's face, wide eyes and heavy breathing, and to be honest, it wasn't very convincing.

Mick even clapped his hands, leaving a magic mark.

"What is this? When did you learn magic?"

"I can't. This is something that comes with this phantom."

"Isn't the mark of the phantom in the notebook?"

"This is different. Never mind. You'll know after you see it. Come on, trust me. We are friends."

Pushed by Mick, Simon entered the range of the magic device...

(End of this chapter)