I, the screenwriter, have experienced a resurgence of inspiration.

……

The Black and White Impermanence are too big.

They are so large that their size cannot be measured with the naked eye.

All the onlookers saw were two long, soul-binding chains hanging from the sky, each link thicker than a human body.

Black chains dangled from the shadows, and white mourning sticks fell!

The two weapons swung slowly in the air, producing a deafening metallic scraping sound—it was like ten thousand bronze bells being struck at the same time!

The ground is shaking.

For a moment, everyone's ears went completely deaf.

The world seemed to have lost its sound, entering a pantomime theater.

Chen Xi saw Wang Lei being wrapped in a white chain and thrown into the air like a piece of paper.

She saw Jiang Chen reach out to grab Wang Lei, but the chain was too fast, and he missed.

The next second, a black chain wrapped around Jiang Chen's waist, and a faint red shadow appeared on his back.

Kang Xiaojia stood on the ground like a kite being blown by a strong wind, her body swaying from side to side, her feet almost leaving the ground.

Chen Xi gritted his teeth and grabbed Kang Xiaojia's wrist with his left hand.

Kang Xiaojia's hand was frantically sliding down, but Chen Xi couldn't hear what Kang Xiaojia was shouting.

The sound of the chains was so loud it seemed to shatter the entire world.

Then she saw Chen Shulan.

Chen Shulan stood in the center of the rooftop, looking somewhat anxious.

She stretched out a hand towards Chen Xi, her fingers spread, and opened her mouth as if shouting something, but Chen Xi couldn't hear her.

Her expression was sincere and anxious, as if she were a very genuine person.

Chen Xi almost reached out her hand.

But just as her fingertips were about to touch Chen Shulan, the other woman withdrew her hand, put it behind her back, and looked at her with a leisurely air.

Then, the chains wrapped around Chen Xi's waist.

The moment Chen Xi was rolled up, her mind went blank, followed by deep self-blame and regret.

Before she fell into a coma, the last thing she saw was Chen Shulan standing on the rooftop, followed by Lu Bingkun, who was wearing a dog skin.

The white cloth covering her face was lifted, her eyebrows drooping, and she mouthed a clear sentence to Chen Xi:

See you next time, you little rascal.

Nonsense.

Chen Xi closed her eyes.

Then, in the darkness, the words lit up in my field of vision:

[Mission failed due to leaving the mission location.]

[Failed to complete the "Haunted Harbour" dungeon.]

[Failure Penalty: Banned from entering the "Ghostly Harbor" instance for sixty days.]

[Gain permanent title: "Runaway Security Guard" (Upon re-entering this instance, you will be chased by NPC Uncle Biao: "You bunch of scoundrels, you have no sense of responsibility at all!")]

[A living person entering the underworld will soon undergo a ten-day period of punishment.]

Chen Xi's consciousness felt as if it were being gripped by something.

She was unable to resist, nor could she think.

Finally, only Chen Shulan's words kept echoing in my mind:

Nonsense.

She was careless.

There's never just cooperation in dungeons; there's also deception and exploitation.

She was arrogant. Although she was wary, she still subconsciously sympathized with Chen Shulan's plight and put her own neck into the noose.

Chen Shulan has never needed sympathy.

Her relationship with Lu Bingkun was one of defeat in a power struggle, not a romantic entanglement.

She herself is the one sitting at the card table.

Chen Xi overlooked this point.

Then, they paid the price.

……

……

When Chen Xi regained consciousness, she only felt waves of coldness.

She lay face down on the hard soil, her face pressed against the ground.

It took Chen Xi a few seconds to open her eyes a crack.

The sky was grayish-yellow, with no sun and no clouds.

The surrounding air was so dry it tasted bitter, like a place that hadn't seen rain in decades.

She moved slightly, and then heard the chains and her teammates' voices:

"Where is this? The underworld?"

"We were captured by the Black and White Impermanence, yet we didn't die?"

"Where is this?"

Everyone was wearing shackles.

Two iron chains extended from the shackles, with two heavy iron balls attached to their ends.

The iron ball is engraved with seal script characters.

Chen Xi propped herself up with her hands; her right arm was still limp—the newly grown flesh was pink and as thin as a baby's skin.

The leafless black-haired needle worked.

But she still couldn't muster any strength in her arms.

Chen Xi looked around:

This is a huge, dry riverbed.

The mud at the bottom of the river was bluish-black and covered with cracks.

The riverbed is so wide that you can't see the end of it. The two banks are like two low earthen slopes, covered with trees and large patches of red spider lilies.

The fine dust in the air floated above the riverbed like fog.

There were many people scattered around, kneeling, sitting, and lying down.

Kang Xiaojia, Wang Lei, and Jiang Chen were all there, as were the mixed-race person and the priest.

There were many more people she didn't recognize—clearly passersby who had been left in the building earlier and had stumbled into the instance.

A dark figure stood in the middle of the riverbed, its face obscured.

It was tall and indistinct, like a human figure formed from a cloud of smoke, holding an extremely thick bamboo whip and striking the ground.

[Hurry up and dredge the river mud! The Ghost Festival is coming soon, and the ghost boats transporting ghosts will pass through here.]

[Seriously, why are there so many living people wandering into the underworld lately?]

[With spiritual energy revived and the underworld newly established, these living people are truly audacious!]

Chen Xi turned her head and saw her teammates crying while hugging a stranger with tears in their eyes.

"Captain, is your right hand better? Waaaaah, thank goodness we didn't die!"

"Captain, we're not dead! This must be the underworld!"

Even the mixed-race person rolled their eyes at the innocent passerby with a disdainful look:

"Thanks to you guys! We got caught after only one day in the dungeon!"

Chen Xi: "..."

You guys should look closely, she's right here.

It seems that Sister Fang is still putting in the effort.

Even if she leaves the instance, the buff of "not being recognized" will still be effective.

Chen Xi recalled Chen Shulan's words and the other party's profession, and suddenly laughed out loud. There was no resentment in his eyes, but rather an endless fighting spirit.

Next time, we will definitely win.

for sure.

……

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[The first clear of the "Ghostly Harbor" instance has been completed; rewards for this scenario are now being distributed...]

[Settlement complete! Massive rewards have been sent to your system inventory. Scriptwriters, please check your accounts!]

Overall script rating: A (Excellent)

[Scope of this instance: The entire port city]

Player engagement: High

[Rule writing completion rate: 12%]

Basic Rewards:

1. Underworld Ghost Money Printing Machine ×1

2. 10000 Yin Rice Seeds (Can be planted in Yin Market, matures every 3 days, the produced Yin Rice can be used to feed ghosts, and is the basic food for Yin Officials.)

3. 500 Yellow Spring Bamboo Whips (A type of bamboo that grows in the underworld. The bamboo blades can pierce the souls of low-level ghosts and are the raw material for underworld officials to make soul-binding tokens.)

4. HKD 5000000 in cash (automatically converted to RMB and deposited into the linked bank card; the source of funds is legal and traceable, with no tax risks).

5. Special materials:

- Land God Temple x7 (A placement-type building item. After placement, it will automatically select suitable land for residents to move into.)

-City God Temple x10 (Placement-type building item; after placement, it will automatically select suitable ghosts to serve as servants.)

- 100 low-level underworld messengers (soul-stealing and life-locking)

- 1000 low-level materials, 50 mid-level materials, 1 high-level material [Bull Head], 1 [Horse Face]

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Special Audience Rewards:

...Special players Evelyn Chen has awakened the following professions: [Witch (Yellow)], Chen Shulan has awakened the following professions: [White Impermanence (Gold)], [Snake Big] has awakened the following professions: [Pharmacist (Green)], and [Antique Vase] has awakened the following professions: [Appraiser (Blue)]...The scriptwriters have randomly acquired four profession skills, and the number of draws has been accumulated.

[Script Rating Rewards:]

1. Scriptwriting Points: 10000.

2. Lifespan: 365 days (Current lifespan: 925 days, 31 minutes, and 16 seconds.)

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"Brilliant! This instance is absolutely fantastic—everyone has their own agenda, suspicion breeds malice, lies abound, and plot twists keep coming..."

Outside the instance, Song Mo, having shed his disguise, sat cross-legged on his bed in his rented room, laughing uncontrollably at the sight of the unfortunate mixed-race Evelyn:

"She should be the granddaughter of Chen Shulan's daughter, Chen Jianhua... that would be Chen Shulan's great-granddaughter?"

Chen Xi was tricked by her great-grandmother, and she was implicated by Chen Xi, getting sent out of the instance in less than a day, and now she's got a debuff that will make her a target of Uncle Biao's attacks—"

Fate is truly wondrous.

Three "Miss Chens" who are not related by blood are setting traps for each other.

"so……"

After laughing his fill, Song Mo looked out the window and saw a family holding a funeral nearby. Outside the mourning tent, two very obvious shadows were standing there.

One black and one white.

The settings she wrote in the game have become reality.

Perhaps, the moment the concept of the underworld was conceived and the pen was put down, those settings seemed to have received approval, or rather, "some kind of legitimate" recognition.

She wrote about the underworld, and in reality, there were ghost messengers to collect souls.

She wrote about cause and effect, and in reality, several of Huang's sons also died tragically.

"Could it be... that I am a god?"

Song Mo, chin in hand, jokingly uttered these words:

"Only rules that I write down in a copy will be recognized?"

After saying that, she laughed at herself and dismissed the thought.

……

Meanwhile, paper money was scattered across the sky above the port city, and missing citizens and players began to appear one after another on the streets.

In reality, dark shadows suddenly appear around a person who is on the verge of death.

In the dense forests on the outskirts of the city, there are numerous small, rudimentary clay-sculpted ghost temples.

Deep in the mountains, a large snake slowly opened its eyes.

Deep in the river, there is a female corpse wearing a flower crown, with a lifelike face, holding a jade plaque inscribed with the words "River God".

The great changes on Earth began at the end of the Song Dynasty and were caused by her.