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

In late May, the temperature in Wuhan had already climbed to 33 degrees Celsius.

Even though the streets are scorching hot during the day, groups of elderly people playing cards and mahjong will still randomly appear under the sycamore trees along the roadside.

……

"Why is it sticky rice again... What's wrong with the nearby shops? They've all switched to steaming sticky rice."

Song Mo put down the takeout box in his hand and muttered a few complaints.

"Sir, is today's meal not to your liking?"

Meanwhile, the vengeful ghost A'Zhu, who had been watching her every move, immediately floated over, opening her mouth to emit black smoke:

"This sinful slave will go and kill the cook and the servant who delivered the food, skin them alive, and return to atone for his sins."

As he spoke, the vengeful ghost's face was streaked with blood and tears, and he forced out a ferocious smile—it was clear that he was not joking.

"Stop, stop, stop!"

Song Mo interrupted A Zhu with some horror: "What's wrong with you—what's wrong with this ghost? You always want to skin people alive."

The food delivery guy who brought her the food did nothing wrong, okay?

There's no elevator on the sixth floor, no extra delivery fee, and they still take care of this poor girl so she won't starve to death. They're practically a great philanthropist.

Fortunately, after a few days of getting used to each other, Azhu has become quite good at distinguishing the tone of Song Mo's speech.

So the vengeful ghost, like a scolded puppy, silently drifted to a corner.

Of course, I didn't forget to pack up Song Mo's takeout and throw it in the trash.

Song Mo rubbed his temples, feeling a bit of a headache.

Although vengeful spirits are intelligent and independent individuals, perhaps because they have spent too much time in hell... their murderous intent is too strong.

When facing her, the two ghosts were able to restrain themselves somewhat.

But once the two ghosts are released, black mist rolls in, resentment fills the air, and all that remains in their minds is the thought of "kill, kill, kill".

Therefore, Song Mo tried his best to avoid having the two ghosts act together during these last few days.

Said that Cao Cao Cao Cao arrived.

At the end of the Song Dynasty, he looked up and saw a blood-red mist seeping into the window, eventually settling on the ground and coalescing into a human shape.

"grown ups!"

Ah Yan, her face full of filial piety, didn't even glance at her brother squatting in the corner, and excitedly reported to Song Mo:

"Following your instructions, sir, I followed the river, collecting many wandering spirits along the way, and even capturing a few little devils..."

The black mist beneath her skirt slowly condensed, transforming into tangible tentacles. A dozen hazy, ghostly faces struggled and screamed at the tips of the tentacles.

Azhu and Ayan both showed a hint of craving.

……

[Found a low-level material shadow *1]

[Found 1 low-level material, Soul]

[Found 1 low-level material, Soul]

"Well done."

Song Mo nodded approvingly, reached out and lightly touched the gray mist, and ink-wash characters rippled out in circles in mid-air:

A traditional Chinese ink painting-style map of Wuhan slowly unfolded before her eyes.

—This is certainly not a system function, but a map ghost created by spending ten scriptwriting points at the end of the Song Dynasty.

【Creature No. 002: Map Ghost (Loyalty: 100%)】

[Biological Characteristics: Timid, adept at stealth, remembers every path taken and imprints it on its body - Consumes Scriptwriting Points to view the status of surrounding dungeons (can be upgraded using low-level materials)]

The map ghost trembled as it unfolded itself, revealing a three-dimensional map in black and white to Song Mo.

The streets, alleys, and bridges through which the two vengeful ghosts roamed were projected onto the map at varying heights.

The density of materials in various areas of Jiangcheng is also densely marked on it.

These past few days, Song Mo had been testing the abilities of the two ghosts, so he had them take the map ghost and wander outwards inch by inch from the rented house.

All landmarks such as abandoned factories, desolate graves and mountains, and narrow alley ruins were marked with special emphasis.

……

"The furthest I can drift is this far. Any further out, and I won't be able to detect your presence, sir."

Ayan nervously twisted her fingers, took her head off and held it in her bosom, not daring to look at Song Mo:

"Also, I've discovered a new gathering place for materials in the west of the city... um... that's all."

"That was fantastic, much faster than me collecting it all by myself."

Song Mo did not hold back his praise, his gaze fixed on the fluctuating numbers.

—Including the materials brought back by the twin ghosts during this period, she now has a total of 231 low-level spirit materials and 37 mid-level materials.

This is enough to support her in launching another new instance.

At the end of the Song Dynasty, a swipe of his finger across the map ghost brought up a distribution map of the materials.

The densely packed dots on the map represent material clusters; the denser the dots, the higher the material concentration.

This makes it more likely that a copy will be generated.

"You don't need to worry about the dungeons, just continue collecting scattered materials."

At the end of the Song Dynasty, he casually took out the incense and candles he had obtained earlier from the system and stuffed them into the hands of the two ghosts:

"Eat up, then come out with me tonight."

"Yes."

"Yes."

The two vengeful ghosts glanced at the vanished low-level materials, then picked up the candles and began to eat them voraciously.

……

……

"We need to open a new dungeon as soon as possible."

Song Mo stroked his chin and couldn't help but mutter to himself.

Only by opening dungeons and letting players enter and complete them can she obtain a continuous stream of scriptwriting points, lifespan, and materials.

Players complete levels → obtain scriptwriting points → generate new dungeons, creating a virtuous cycle.

This is the way of life she has decided for herself.

Moreover, she had a few conjectures that she wanted to verify with the dungeon and the players.

The map ghost trembled uneasily, its illusory body shaking. Among the countless buildings, four instance locations, individually marked by Song Dynasty figures, were clearly visible:

[Dagu Village Subway Station: During the construction of the subway, hundreds of unidentified skeletons were unearthed. After the subway was completed, cat spirits haunted the area, making it extremely ominous.]

(Creating a dungeon requires 300 scenario points. Dungeon difficulty: High.)

Sapphire Tower: A major fire occurred ten years ago, resulting in 31 deaths and 28 injuries. The top floor remains vacant to this day, and the bodies of the deceased are still on the same spot.

(Creating a dungeon requires 300 scenario points. Dungeon difficulty: Medium.)

[Jiangbei Third Medical University Affiliated People's Hospital: This is the gate of life, but also the place of death. Every day, people experience birth, aging, sickness, and death, and resentment and death energy gather here.]

(Creating a dungeon requires 500 scenario points. Dungeon difficulty: High.)

Jiangcheng University: Before the founding of the People's Republic of China, it was a mass burial ground. Many supernatural legends have arisen on campus. People come and go, and their desires and obsessions gather.

(Creating a dungeon requires 150 script points. Dungeon creation difficulty: Low.)

……

Song Mo's fingers slid back and forth between four locations, and he suddenly fell into deep thought:

Although the Dagucun subway station and the Sapphire Building are not particularly difficult, they require too many script elements, which she simply cannot produce right now.

The Third Hospital of Jiangbei is a good place; there's plenty of low-level material, and supernatural stories are readily available, making creation easy.

But the core of the instance lies with the player.

Intermediate dungeons are too difficult. Players at this stage don't have any dungeon experience yet, so going in is just suicide.

—At that time, she will not only fail to earn script points, but will also arouse the high vigilance of the authorities.

If no one is willing to enter the instance, then half of the instance she wrote is wasted.

Although scripts were created very quickly in the late Song Dynasty, the official efficiency was also quite high.

Even Song Mo, a living dead man, could keenly sense that Jiangcheng was undergoing some kind of subtle change.

During this period, Jiangcheng Daily and its official WeChat account have been pushing out headline articles every day.

The title is: "Welcoming the peak tourist season, Wuhan upgrades security and prevention measures to protect tourists."

The article details the newly added patrol locations and the number of police officers deployed.

It was emphasized that "this citywide security upgrade is to cope with the upcoming summer tourism peak and to protect the personal and property safety of citizens and tourists."

The comments section was filled with messages like "Thank you for your hard work" and "Thumbs up for Jiangcheng".

However, the most upvoted anonymous comment read, "The peak tourist season is July, and it's only mid-June now. Besides, when did a place like Taiping Cemetery become a tourist attraction?"

Of course, the comment was quickly deleted.

The official clarification announcement was displayed on the homepage for a whole week:

Do not believe or spread rumors! The online rumor that "Jiangcheng is haunted" is completely false.

In particular, the announcement severely criticized "a few individuals with ulterior motives for fabricating false information and creating social panic," and published several cases of people being administratively detained for spreading rumors.

However, at the end of the announcement, a seemingly unrelated reminder was added:

"We urge all citizens to minimize unnecessary outings at night. If you must go out, please go in groups and pay attention to your personal safety."

Armed police patrol vehicles, which used to only appear on holidays, have now become frequent visitors on main roads.

Armed police officers, dressed in black combat uniforms and wearing bulletproof helmets, patrolled the river on foot in groups of three, carrying real guns and ammunition.

Pharmacies sold out of cinnabar and peach wood branches, while online sales of peach wood swords and Bagua mirrors skyrocketed.

Several temples and Taoist temples in Jiangcheng saw their incense offerings increase by more than three times compared to usual.

People start queuing at the entrance of Dayuan Temple as early as six in the morning, and the line of people burning incense stretches for half a street.

The peace charms that used to cost 10 yuan for 5 have now increased to 50 yuan each, and they're all sold out immediately.

Many Taoist priests simply set up stalls at the entrance, offering palm readings, fortune telling, and amulet drawing services, and their business was incredibly booming.

The lives of people in Jiangcheng seem unchanged, but some feel that everything has changed.

Because such changes don't happen overnight.

Like boiling a frog in lukewarm water.

By the time the frog realized the change in water temperature, it was too late to reverse the situation.

……

……

Finally, Song Mo's gaze settled on Jiangcheng University.

150 script points is just within her acceptable range.

Moreover, Jiangcheng University is located near a university town with a huge flow of people, so there is no shortage of participants for the dungeon. It may even be possible to filter out special players with professional skills.

Most importantly, countless supernatural legends circulate on campus.

These are all readily available script materials that she can use directly, greatly reducing the difficulty of her creative process.

"I'll choose Jiangcheng University."

The final decision was made at the end of the Song Dynasty.