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"The script is well-written, with rich details."

Noah whistled, his tone full of knowing mockery:

"You even know how to add negative beats and shadow settings for descendants to balance the perfect narrative and enhance the sense of realism... With your storytelling ability, it's a waste that you're not writing screenplays."

I pinched my brow and felt a pang of heartache.

...Being honest only earns him ridicule...so you can't blame him for talking nonsense later!

Liv has been stunned ever since.

Her young mind couldn't process such a huge amount of information at once.

For her, it was just a short trip out to sea; she was drawn in by the greedy desires of the people on board and inadvertently got caught in their net...

Now a land creature comes to her and tells her the script for the future queen?

Esting finished translating, albeit haltingly.

Liv gave a skeptical hum, her tail swishing unconsciously.

"What good would it do me to lie to you?"

Without changing their expression, they continued to increase the stakes:

"Your future achievements will far exceed your imagination. You will possess countless riches... You will be a powerful guard, and you will also meet a handsome, outstanding, and ambitious human partner who is willing to sacrifice and is devoted to you."

Upon hearing the words "human companion," Liv's brow furrowed so deeply it could trap a fly.

"His name is Du Jingfeng." Ren Yi betrayed his fellow villager without hesitation.

This time, Liv's reaction was unusually intense.

She suddenly tossed her hair and crossed her arms in front of her chest, making a perfectly standard cross.

Esting translated, his forehead covered in sweat:

"She said... Du Jingfeng, right? She remembered it. Even if she starved to death, jumped off the mast of this ship, and was eaten by lanternfish, she would absolutely, absolutely, absolutely never be with a human named Du Jingfeng!"

He casually touched his chin.

Fellow villager... I'm sorry.

Nathan lowered his voice and complained, "Boss, aren't you just rubbing salt into her wounds? She was just captured by humans and almost turned into sashimi, and you turn around and say she has a human boyfriend."

"Let's prepare ourselves mentally beforehand."

She stared at Ren Yi for a long time, trying to find a flaw in his refined and handsome face.

But those dark, deep eyes only held business acumen.

"You...you said I would become queen?" The young siren's attention was completely diverted.

"right."

"To rule the entire sea?"

"A very large area."

Liv suddenly became excited: "Ha! I knew it! I've always felt different from other fish! All they know is to sing, catch people, and eat; they have no ambition whatsoever! I'm going to open the biggest potions shop ever!"

Any: "..."

Don't worry, it will happen.

The difference between Liv in front of him and Granny Liv, who would hit people with a bone cane at the drop of a hat, was too great. He needed to get used to this difference.

"Now that you've accepted the setup, things will be easier."

The captain stood up.

"We'll need your cooperation during the dinner."

......

The door to room 303 was locked behind him, sealing away all the chaotic interspecies communication within the room.

The corridor lights, illuminated by frosted glass, cast interplay of light and shadow on the three figures.

Klaus followed half a step behind Ren Yi, glanced at Noah warily, and asked in a low voice:

"Boss, where are we going now?"

Just having him and this mysterious guy along doesn't seem like he's about to flip the table.

Where to go...

He really didn't know.

Noah, with his hands in his pockets, can be turned at will:

"In your experience, where should Wonka be right now?"

Upon hearing this...

Noah turned his head curiously to the side.

"Why are you asking this? Are you planning to backstab him when he's alone?"

"It's not that easy."

Without waiting for any response, he proceeded to deliver the main points:

"I've already tried that... Unfortunately, the script just falls apart, and the next second everyone is sitting in the restaurant eating bacon again. That approach won't work."

"And his wife is very difficult to deal with."

Then, with a lingering sense of fear, he added, "Trust me."

Although Klaus wasn't there at the time, just hearing Nathan's vivid description that morning gave him goosebumps.

"No assassinations."

He casually stood at the top of the stairs and said, "I'm going to talk business."

Upstairs was quiet, while downstairs one could faintly hear the guests chatting and laughing.

Noah raised his eyebrows:

"Talk business? Confront him directly?"

"right."

Turn your head to the side at will.

"He wants a main course, so I'll send him a menu that's better than a live siren."

Wonka is a cunning fellow.

He dared to sell out even a creditor like Noah, and then turned around and sought refuge with Nyarlathotep.

He's got guts and a big appetite; he's someone to be reckoned with.

"He tried so many times before and failed because he just wasn't looking in the right direction."

He was arbitrarily analyzing the situation.

"What he lacks is crucial—whether it's genuine Siren approval or something else... well, only I can handle that right now. This shrewd businessman has no reason to refuse a new option that's been offered to him."

"Bravo!"

Noah raised his hand and clapped symbolically twice. "You're planning to follow my old path, using what others desire most as bait, then dredge them up and bleed them dry."

"Please be careful with your wording; this is a fundamental difference between us."

Carefully and thoroughly correct his statement:

"You're just setting traps to satisfy your perverse tastes, while I'm just passively defending myself."

So, up or down?

Okay, whatever you say.

Noah shrugged indifferently:

"At this time, he should be in his room, right?"

That means we should go for it.

He casually lifted his foot to go upstairs, but after taking only two steps, he suddenly stopped as if he remembered something important.

"By the way, if you die, will the script be reset? Also, when will you be able to come back to life after you die?"

"No, not at all."

Noah, unaware of the situation, honestly replied, "And I won't die."

The captain turned around and continued upstairs:

"Oh...that's good."

The murmur was so soft, it seemed as if it were just a casual question.

......

In the middle of the corridor on the fourth floor, there is an exaggerated double door.

The door is carved with intricate wave patterns, and the handle is shaped like a golden lion's head.

"Remember when Wonka said his and Molly's room was absolutely forbidden?"

Noah leaned over Random's shoulder and whispered excitedly.

"Ready? You're such a nice guy?"

Without any hesitation, Renyi bent his knuckles and knocked three times on the door.

"Knock knock knock".

Footsteps soon came from behind the door.

Then the door opened a crack, and Mr. Wonka's gold-rimmed monocle appeared behind the crack.

Upon seeing the three people outside the door, a hint of wariness flashed in his eyes, but he showed no displeasure and continued to smile politely.

"Oh, Mr. Zhang San, and the foreman, and this one..."

Wonka's gaze lingered on Noah's face for a second before he quickly and awkwardly looked away.

"Is there something inappropriate about this unexpected visit?"