The terrifying heavens inside the box

"How exactly should we do this?"

Wang Hao sat in the chair, scratching his head in worry.

At that moment, he looked at the box and noticed the cell phone on the worktable, and suddenly slapped his forehead.

"Yeah! I can film a video!"

"Playing with overused jokes is nowhere near as exciting as watching a miniature special effects blockbuster!"

"But if we just shoot it out like this, it won't be interesting."

"If I get targeted, it could cause a lot of trouble, and I don't want to get myself into any trouble."

Thinking of this, his brows furrowed so deeply they almost formed a "川" shape.

"Huh? What's going on? Why has the scene changed?!"

Just as Wang Hao was worrying, the box suddenly changed. He quickly leaned over the worktable and carefully observed the brand-new scene inside.

The original wooden cabins and lakeside scenery have all disappeared.

Instead, there are large hilly areas and a road winding through the forest.

"This looks like a scene from a movie, doesn't it? And a gas station... Oh! Isn't that the old man who gave directions at the beginning? He's also one of the people from the sacrifice base."

As he was muttering to himself, he saw the campervan with a mountain bike tied to its rear, parked outside the gas station.

Five little figures got out of the car, and the old man at the gas station became quite alert, stepping out with a shotgun in hand.

Unfortunately……

Wang Hao shook his head.

Sure enough, Kurt, inside the box, swung his hammer and emitted a tiny electric current, instantly knocking the old man with the gun to the ground, paralyzing him.

Clearly, the five men had discovered the man's hidden identity and were preparing to use torture to extract a confession.

However, Wang Hao's attention was no longer on that at this moment.

Looking at the changing scenes inside the box, he suddenly realized something.

So what about the scenes that weren't filmed in the movie...?

Ok?

Then I can simply borrow someone else's chicken to lay my own eggs, right?

As long as it doesn't have too much connection to the original version, it's fine.

Wouldn't that allow you to create your own unique style?

After all, who would have thought that the things in the video were all real, and that these little figures were actually alive!

Wang Hao's eyes lit up.

"But you only have a phone as your filming equipment? That should be enough, right? I remember buying a live streaming stand before, where did I put it?"

He rummaged through a cardboard box in the studio where he kept miscellaneous items.

"Ha! Found it."

Wang Hao quickly set up a tripod on the worktable, pointed the camera at the box, but did not record the entire box, only a frontal view.

"Anyway, we won't need to adjust the camera on the phone, so we can just use our minds to operate the box and switch perspectives."

After making all the preparations, he turned on his phone's camera and aimed it at...

Inside the box, the five men tied up the old man at the gas station with ropes and then continued driving on their way.

The scene inside the box, under Wang Hao's conscious adjustment, had its perspective widened, deliberately making it appear very small, somewhat like a "miniature world" filmed with tilt-shift.

As Kurt and his group gradually left the mountains and entered the city, the images inside the box remained firmly fixed on the vehicle.

Wang Hao was also somewhat puzzled.

But this was not his intentional arrangement. Rather, the scene presented in the box was centered on the RV, or rather, on the five Kurts, showing a scene within a certain range.

Wang Hao hadn't figured this out before, but now he does.

Initially, he also thought that the scene inside the box was the key element.

The characters are secondary.

Now it seems that I had it all backwards.

For the box, the original characters from these movies are the key.

Wang Hao didn't care too much; it didn't matter who the phone photographed anyway.

and many more?

How could I forget about this guy! He has Thor's hammer.

Although the probability is low, what if it really becomes a hit?

If they were to sue me over a tiny electric hammer the size of a grain of rice, that would be the biggest joke of the year.

No! I need to think of a way to get through this.

Hammer, hammer...

Hey! I've got it!

Thor isn't just associated with Thor and Zeus.

We have it in the East too!

Thunder God and Lightning Goddess!

Coincidentally, Lei Gong's weapons are also a hammer and a chisel.

Okay, let's just add another thunder chisel. It won't take much effort anyway.

Wang Hao thought to himself, and let the phone continue filming while he prepared the materials and tools on the side.

Don't underestimate the effort required to create a miniature thunder chisel the size of a grain of rice; it takes far more mental energy than making a regular miniature model.

The returns are also far from proportional.

Many people misunderstand the craft of miniature modeling and micro-sculpture, thinking that since they have mastered such amazing skills, how could they not make money?

Unfortunately, this circle is still too small.

The market is limited, competitors are increasing, and homogeneous works are rampant.

The people who truly make big money are similar to those in other industries; they are masters with strength, fame, and a distinctive personal style.

Now there's another type: large studios with capital.

They have more money and more people, and if all else fails, they have even more advanced machines.

You either have to join a fight if you can't win, starve to death, or change careers.

There aren't many choices at all!

But Wang Hao just wouldn't accept it.

The reason I chose to enter this industry was because there were fewer restrictions, and I could do whatever I wanted.

So he decided to go his own way.

But what about now? We've still been forced into this situation.

fortunately……

"call!"

Wang Hao let out a long breath and looked at the "Thunder God Chisel" that looked quite impressive under the high-powered magnifying glass.

It wasn't a waste of time to learn this skill.

He then turned his head and continued looking at the box.

"Holy crap! What's going on?"

Wang Hao was somewhat stunned as he watched the two parties meet in a parking lot.

The mastermind behind the base, Ripley from the Alien movie, and the two base managers... they didn't die?

Yes, they all died in the original film.

The plot has been completely messed up by itself.

It's not surprising that they survived.

……

PARKING LOT.

The reason we chose to meet here is because there is a supermarket nearby, and the area is bustling with people and vehicles.

Furthermore, since the meeting was arranged at the last minute by that "redneck" old man, the five Kurt members weren't worried about those people setting up an ambush beforehand.

After the two met, Ripley's face remained expressionless, while the bald, bespectacled manager, Garrison, spoke first:

"Alright, Kurtvaughn, now that you've captured Mordecai, it means you already knew..."

"Fuck! What right do you have to treat us like sacrifices? What gives you the right? We are Americans!"

Hearing Kurt's roar, Steve Hadley, another deputy director of the sacrificial base, was about to speak up and emphasize the "necessity of saving the world."

But Ripley gave him a look that shut the middle-aged, overweight, and irritable man up.

She looked at the five people opposite her: "Regarding this sacrifice, the United States, as you mentioned, is behind it. Otherwise, how do you think we established that sacrifice base on American soil?"

Upon hearing this, everyone present fell silent.

The five-person sacrificial group, in particular, were speechless.

"Fuck!"

Kurt cursed under his breath, the hammer in his hand crackling with electricity.

This also attracted the attention of the three people opposite.

"Kurt, since the sacrifice failed, and you've come out alive."

"Then I'll be frank. We're not here in a personal capacity."

Ripley's gaze sharpened. "All of America is waiting for the answer."

"How did you survive?"

"Where did that ancient god go?"