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

At the end of the Song Dynasty, the images of those ordinary players who had mistakenly entered the Taiping Garden instance flashed through Song's mind.

Old Zhang?

Too timid and cowardly, he only knows how to run away when faced with danger. Even if he awakens his profession, he won't be able to exert much combat power.

Wang Lei? He's a coward who's afraid of death and can't be trusted.

Lin Hao? He's already crippled, and his mental state is unstable; he's utterly useless.

Su Ya and Chen Xi?

They are special audience members with their own unique professional talents, and they don't need these two cards.

"In the future, we might pay more attention to the players and select suitable cards to distribute."

Song Mo stroked his chin, put away the two profession cards, and then took out the material: the Red-Clad Twin Demons.

Unlike the ghost on bus route 404, the twin ghosts in red do not have a physical form; they are just a ball of blood-red light.

The moment the red light detached from the text, the temperature in the entire rented room suddenly dropped by more than ten degrees.

Water droplets on the cement wall froze instantly, and wisps of white mist rose faintly from the ground.

The air was filled with a strong smell of burning, blood, and pungent sulfur.

Ouch!

Help me! Someone please save us!

[Kill! Kill ...

Ouch! It hurts so much!

[Waaaaah, help me! Help us!]

Kill! Kill!

[I refuse to accept this! I refuse to accept this! I refuse to accept this! I refuse to accept this!]

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Countless sharp ghostly howls pierced Song Mo's eardrums in an instant, as if countless sharp knives were stirring in her brain—she threw the ball of red light back without hesitation.

Intermediate Paranormal Material: The Red-Clad Twin Demons

(In the seventeenth year of the Wanli reign of the Ming Dynasty, Zhao's wife from Panshe Village in Guizhou gave birth to conjoined twins, a boy and a girl. The boy had a black mole under his left eye and was named Azhu; the girl had a rouge mole under her right eye and was named Ayan. The villagers called them ghost twins, which were considered unlucky, and wanted to drown them in the snake pool.)

A member of the Shen family from Jinling happened to pass by and, upon hearing of it, purchased it for a hundred coins and presented it to his young master, Shen Wenxuan… Shen Wenxuan considered it a rare treasure, imprisoned it in a secret room, and forced it to be dressed in red to entertain his guests…

...The twins were of one mind and had unparalleled beauty. The guests of the Shen family vied to see them and spent money like water.

...In the thirty-fifth year of the Wanli reign, Shen Wenxuan attempted to defile Ayan, but the twins resisted to the death... Enraged, Shen Wenxuan falsely accused her of colluding with bandits and in league with Miao witchcraft, intending to harm the entire Shen family.

On the fifteenth of July that year, Shen tied her twin sons to a crossroads and burned them with firewood.

The fire raged for three days, drawing crowds of onlookers who threw stones and cursed the blaze.

...The twins swore a blood oath before their deaths: "We were born conjoined, we will die as twin ghosts, and all 119 members of the Shen family will be buried by us!"

That night, two ghosts in red appeared at the Shen residence, and all 119 members of the Shen family were wiped out, not even chickens or dogs.

...Later, a Taoist priest from Longhu Mountain passed by and, seeing the overwhelming resentment, set up an altar and performed a ritual...

After a fierce battle lasting three days and three nights, the two demons were finally subdued and thrown into the Yin Mountain Killing Hell, where they would suffer eternal torment by knives and fire, never to be reborn.

The twin demons are on the verge of spiraling out of control and are highly aggressive towards all living beings.

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"That was too dangerous. Next time, we need to be more prepared and not handle materials casually."

Song Mo wiped the blood flowing from his ears from his cheek, trying to use his creative abilities to reduce the malevolent aura emanating from the two ghosts.

She was trying to find herself two subordinates, not courting death.

These two characters are not as gentle as the bus ghost. If they were released and went on a killing spree, they would probably drag her down with them and make her suffer the iron fist of justice.

[Character Setting 1: ...After A'Zhu and A'Yan died, they were enlightened by a high monk...]

[Creative attempt failed.]

[Character Setting 2: After Azhu and Ayan were born, they were loved by their parents and the villagers were friendly...]

[Creative attempt failed.]

[Character Setting 3: After the twins were taken away by the Shen family, they were treated with great courtesy by the Shen family as their adopted daughter and son...]

[Creative attempt failed.]

[Character Setting 4: ...A'Zhu and A'Yan escaped from the Shen family at the age of eighteen and later died peacefully in their sleep...]

[Creative attempt failed.]

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[Character Setting 26: ...After the twins died, they sought revenge but did not indiscriminately kill innocent people. Through the Taoist priests of Longhu Mountain, they were able to let go of their hatred...]

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[Creative attempt failed.]

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[Creative attempt failed.]

[Note: The twin red-clad demons are complete entities of obsession. All their power originates from their own experiences and obsessions. Their character design and background are deeply bound to their spiritual origins. Forcibly modifying them will cause the spiritual entities to collapse and the materials to be completely destroyed.]

[Creative attempt failed.]

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There was some disappointment at the end of the Song Dynasty, but it was not unexpected.

The twin demons are complete source material, just like a character image that has already been created. If you change their experiences, it's equivalent to denying the existence of this source material.

It's like messing with someone else's OpenCreative Design (OC).

"Since we can't change our past experiences, we can only work on our personality and other aspects."

Song Mo remembered the time he helped write scripts for others in his previous life—some TV dramas had screenwriters piling all sorts of settings onto the main character.

For example, if the audience likes to see "beautiful, strong, and tragic" characters, then give the protagonist all sorts of tragic and outrageous backstories.

Both parents deceased?

No, no, no, that's not tragic or bizarre enough. Ideally, the protagonist's parents should have some hidden identities, and there should be some kind of family feud between them, which would lead to the protagonist being hunted down by everyone and regarded as an "ominous child" right after birth.

The protagonist is hunted down from birth; isn't that tragic?

He died a horrible death.

But the problem is that the protagonist also needs to be powerful, so the screenwriter has to give the protagonist a power-up to make the story work.

Ideally, the protagonist should have some kind of special physique; at the very least, they should have a photographic memory, be a martial arts prodigy, or possess innate spiritual bones or a natural sword physique.

In the entertainment industry, scripts are often made based on what the audience wants to see. Capital will produce whatever is available, and screenwriters, being paid, can only stuff the plots in.

Sometimes there are too many settings, and even the screenwriter can't remember them all.

Therefore, every screenwriter has superpowers. No matter how bad or ridiculous the original setting is, as long as a new setting is added, it can be brought back to life instantly.

Of course, as a seasoned screenwriter, Song Mo also mastered this technique.

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Ah, we've gone off on a tangent—

Breaking free from his memories at the end of the Song Dynasty, he enthusiastically began a new round of creation:

[Character Setting 49: ...The twin ghosts are sent to the Yin Mountain Killing Hell, where they will suffer eternal torture of knives and fire, and will never be able to be reborn.]

Until this dynasty, one day, an earthquake struck Yinshan, causing the rift in the Hell of Slaughter to widen. The remnant souls of two demons were drawn away from hell by a mysterious force and returned to the human world...

[Character Setting 50: ...The two ghosts were terrified and swore allegiance to the end of the Song Dynasty, vowing never to betray their lord. They declared that if they showed any disloyalty, they would be instantly condemned to hell.]

[Character Setting 51: ...If the two demons harbor thoughts of betrayal, leaking secrets, or harming their master, they will instantly vanish into nothingness and be forever condemned to Yama.]

[This setting costs 200 scriptwriting points. Confirm changes?]

"Confirm the changes."

[Character design successfully completed! This creation process consumed 200 script points, with 130 script points remaining.]

The moment the ink-wash characters floated away, a red ball of light, symbolizing the twin ghosts in red, suddenly exploded!

【Ahhhhhh——】

[Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill!]

It hurts so much! It hurts so much!

A torrent of resentment swept through the room like a tsunami. Two red figures separated from the ball of light, and countless viscous, turbid evil thoughts spread out as if they were tangible.

The smell of burning flesh filled the air, black blood dripped onto the ground, sizzling as it fell, and wisps of black smoke rose into the air.

The resentment and hatred that had been pent up for hundreds of years burst forth. If any players were here, they would surely see a terrifying aura of yin energy almost visible to the naked eye above the rented house.

At the end of the Song Dynasty, he stood still, letting the overwhelming resentment surge forth.

Strangely, the resentment dissipated immediately when it was only centimeters away from her, leaving only a gentle breeze that lightly ruffled the stray hairs by her ears.

Two shadows fell to the ground, and the summer sun shone in through the window, but it couldn't dispel the bone-chilling cold.

After a long while, the two figures regained their senses, looked blankly at the world, and then bowed deeply.

"Sinful slave Azhu." / "Sinful slave Ayan."

"Kowtow to the benefactor of rebirth."

Become!

Seeing the naming prompts floating above the two ghost heads, Song Mo gently clenched his fist.

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