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

What is the moon?

As Earth's only natural satellite, the Moon is approximately 45 billion years old and has a diameter of about 3474 kilometers.

Humans depend on the moon, just as the moon has existed for eternity.

The distance between the Earth and the Moon is 384,400 kilometers, which is 3.844 million meters or 38.44 kilometers.

It takes about 1.28 seconds for sunlight reflected from the moon to reach Earth.

Therefore, the moon that everyone sees at this moment is the moon that existed 1028 seconds ago.

It can be a symbol of homesickness in the writings of poets, or it can be an observation target for manned space rockets.

Since the beginning of humankind, the moon has always been hanging there.

Rising in the east and setting in the west, pulling the tides.

But what if it actually winked at Earth?

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It wasn't a reflection from a meteorite crater, nor was it obscured by clouds.

That ridiculously large moon, clearly and slowly closed and then quickly opened again.

Clocks around the world stopped for a second.

21:35:01

Liberation Square seemed to have been muted.

Countless sounds that were being emitted—playing, laughing, shouting, footsteps, viral TikTok songs, WeChat voice messages, hawking, camera shutters—all fell silent at the same time.

The passersby stared wide-eyed, like fish that had forgotten to swim.

Everyone tilted their heads back, their pupils contracted, and a signal that could not be decoded by any neuron flooded into their cerebral cortex.

The prefrontal cortex sends out a false alarm, causing the language center to malfunction.

21:35:02

"ah--!"

The first scream rang out, and someone threw their phone on the ground and frantically scratched their eyes.

Someone knelt on the ground, letting out a wildly maniacal laugh:

"The moon! It's alive!!"

"It's alive!!"

21:35:10

Higher up, on the 28th floor of the hotel, a window suddenly swung open, and a man in a bathrobe stepped onto the windowsill, spreading his arms as if to embrace the moon—

Some people laughed until they couldn't breathe, tears streaming down their faces, their eyes filled with terror: "Li Bai...did you see that? The moon really came alive!!"

The "Moon Palace" instance has been generated.

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Neon lights at Shibuya Crossing, 22:35.

The ghosts wandered aimlessly through the streets, blindly blocking the high walls.

At that moment, at the world's largest intersection, on an abandoned traffic light, the cat let out a shriek.

"月が! The moon is moving..." (The moon! The moon is moving...)

The bridge maiden covered her mouth, stared directly at the moon, and her entire body emitted a faint white light.

"God, God has seen us... God's Kingdom, we are about to enter God's Kingdom..."

The Great Tengu folded its wings, put down the half-eaten corpse in its hand, and a happy smile spread across its face.

The giant screen on the building across the street was covered in blood, while the female celebrity in the drink GG was all smiles.

The demons that had been wreaking havoc on this land for months slowly became ethereal, as if they had entered some virtual dimension.

All that remained was the destroyed city and countless ruins.

The "Night Parade of One Hundred Demons of the Warring States" instance has been generated.

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Berlin, Alexanderplatz, 15:35.

The sun hadn't set yet, and the locals shouldn't have been able to see the moon—

But at this moment it is floating in the air, its pale white outline embedded in the blue sky.

An elderly man feeding pigeons in the square loosened his grip, scattering bread crumbs all over the ground. The pigeons tilted their heads in confusion and made "coo-coo-coo" sounds.

Silence arrives before screams.

The "Fairy Tale Apocalypse" instance has been generated.

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Times Square, New York, 09:35.

The sun was shining brightly, but the moon hung firmly in the Manhattan sky like a silver coin.

One second, the stock numbers on the Nasdaq screen were still fluctuating; the next second, everyone's heads tilted back at the same time.

The street performer, dressed as the Jersey Devil, threw off his mask and cheered loudly:

"Did you see that? Did you see that?!—If I'm the only one who saw it, then I'm insane; if you all saw it—then the moon is insane."

"The moon has gone mad!"

The Coven of Witches instance has been generated.

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Tower Bridge, London, 14:35.

It was a cloudy day, but the moon, like a fog light that was forcibly turned on, pierced through the clouds.

The cruise ships on the Thames stopped, followed by a second and a third, with the tourists on board all looking up at the same time.

Some people smashed million-dollar watches, some covered their children's eyes tightly, and some laughed as they jumped into the icy river.

A homeless madman crawled out of his sleeping bag by the roadside, looked at the moon, and suddenly began to play the harmonica – "Clair de Lune" (Moonlight Sonata).

The Merlin instance has been generated.

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Greek temple.

The "Temple of the Sea God Priest" instance has been generated.

The Louvre Museum in Paris.

The Garden of Cornunos instance has been generated.

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At the end of the Song Dynasty, he had no time to pay attention to the frantic notification sounds in his ears, nor did he have time to discuss with others the possibility of the moon blinking.

Because the sky has cracked open.

The clouds parted, and countless orchid mantises, like a dense tide, flew down in the moonlight—

It was overwhelming, like a huge handful of petals falling from the moon.

Dazzling lights, enchanting and dreamlike.

But when they pounced and began to tear at humans, everyone was jolted awake from this dreamlike beauty.

"Aaaaaaahhhhh!!"

"Run!!"

Someone regained consciousness and screamed. Everyone started to scatter and run away. Cars collided on the road, and there was the shrill sound of horns everywhere!

"Call the Special Investigations Bureau immediately! Hurry! These bugs—these bugs eat people!"

The man who was speaking was pounced on by a praying mantis.

Each of these orchid mantises is as thick as an adult's arm, and its body is covered with wings that are as colorful as orchids.

The compound eyes reflected the chaotic reality; the forelimbs were raised high, covered with serrated barbs—

Clumps of bright red, still dripping, minced meat were still hanging on it.

The swarm of insects descended from the sky like a colorful waterfall, swooping down on the crowd like an eagle swooping down on mice on the ground.

Someone was grabbed by two praying mantises at the same time, their sickles piercing through their ribs, and blood spurted out like a bursting water bag.

Someone was hiding behind the bus when a praying mantis chased after them and slashed open the bus door with a single blow.

"Help me!"

"Help!!"

"I don't want to die!!"

The screams came in waves, one after another.

As Song Mo ran with the flow of people, he immediately realized that this was the mantis that Jiang Youzi's team had brought out from the "Lanyuan Youhu" instance.

She took off her sunglasses, and gold spread from the edge of her pupils toward the center.

The streets were littered with the entrails and skeletons of those fleeing for their lives. She "saw" everyone's heart pounding wildly, like pieces of red flesh about to burst out of their chests.

She "saw" that the mantises had no blood inside them, only packets of green liquid.

"Azhu! Ayan!" Song Mo ran and nimbly jumped onto a bus, kicking away a praying mantis that was trying to break down the door.

Ah Yan has already moved.

The vengeful ghost transformed into black mist and dispersed with a "whoosh," then quickly gathered again, its entire form resembling a butterfly as it plunged straight into the swarm of insects.

The strands of hair spread out, moving through the air.

The ghost's laughter carried on the wind, like a child riding a carousel in an amusement park:

"So many new toys!"

A'Zhu transformed into a shadow, silently carrying the survivor as they fled the scene. With each flash, a mantis-like orchid fell from the sky.

"Splat!"

"Splat!"

"Splat!"

The sound of the insect's corpse shattering was incredibly crisp, and the green sap that fell onto the ground and the car roof immediately sprouted into countless orchid seedlings.

[Orchid Mantis Egg Case: Hatching in progress. (Countdown 01:00:00)]

No matter what material it is made of, once it gets stained with the green sap, it cannot escape the fate of being parasitized.

"Greedy fool."

Song Mo wiped the green insect fluid splattered on his face and punched the joint of a certain mantis with a backhand strike—

At her feet was a little boy holding a pink cartoon umbrella.

—Is the anomaly caused by the moon blinking?

—Or is it an inevitable consequence of the dungeon creatures descending into reality?

The screenwriter was in a rather unpleasant mood.

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The officials arrived very quickly.

A joint military and police operation was launched, with more than a dozen armored vehicles simultaneously blocking the road from three directions.

The armored vehicle rolled straight over the flowerbed like a black behemoth, and armed soldiers jumped off, raising their guns.

"Da da da da da!"

"Da da da da!"

"Da da da da!"

The sound of bullets was like firecrackers, almost without pause.

One by one, the praying mantises burst open, like exploding water balloons, splashing out countless sticky sap.

The sap fell to the ground and immediately sprouted into patches of orchid seedlings.

Some people retreated under the cover of fire, and some people had a few drops of green juice splashed on their clothes, but they screamed after taking only a few steps.

Because the sap had grown roots and was gnawing at his skin.

Then more players entered the game.

They activated their defensive equipment and quickly organized nearby survivors to evacuate to the shelter.

People kept falling, and mantises kept swooping down from the sky.

The sounds of gunfire, shouts, shattering glass, and the rustling of mantis wings turned this street into a high-speed meat grinder.

Yang Asha collapsed at this moment.

A dozen mantises targeted her at the same time. When the first one pounced, she barely dodged it. The second one knocked the tactical knife out of her hand. The third one pinned her to the ground.

The young girl's head hit the curb, and she heard a "buzz" in her ears, her vision filled with a gray-green light.

Nian Yang Asha struggled to break free of her restraints, and the next second, she smelled an extremely strong stench of blood at her neck.

A triangular head silently approached her most vulnerable spot.

Is she going to die?

The young woman stared wide-eyed, as if she wanted to etch the memory of whoever killed her into her soul—

Then, she heard the sound of bones breaking.

The sound of a mantis's joints breaking is particularly pleasant.

Then came the sound of juice splashing, like someone stomping on dozens of soft persimmons.

A cold, sticky green liquid was poured over her head. She stared at it for a long time, her expression one of astonishment.

She saw two people standing on her left and right.

A man and a woman, both dressed in ancient costumes, were scattering countless fine black threads from their hands.

All the mantises around remained suspended in mid-air, with silk threads passing through their mouths and bodies.

With a gentle tug, the woman sent the dozen or so praying mantises flying through the air plummeting straight down like kites with their strings cut.

"Thump!"

"Thump!"

"Thump!!"

Higher up behind them, Yang Asha saw a young woman.

With short hair, wearing sunglasses and a black trench coat, she was floating in the air, holding a cute pink cartoon umbrella.

It is not floating.

Yang Asha then saw clearly that countless threads extending from the twins' hands stretched from the ground into the air, spreading out like a spider web.

The woman stood on those lines, as if standing in the center of an invisible net.

Countless bullets whizzed past her, and the mantis, still clinging to the memory of its limbs, struggled on its silken thread, green sap spurting out.

The woman didn't move at all.

She held up the umbrella, her wisps of hair fluttering slightly in the wind, and a faint golden light flashed beneath her sunglasses.

"Hello there."

She lowered her head, and her pale, almost colorless lips parted to reveal a smile:

"Do you need any help?"