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

three days later.

On the television, the anchor's voice was calm and composed, full of emotion.

Currently, my country is conducting scientific research on the suddenly appearing replica of the British Isle, focusing on its impact on the surrounding groundwater system.

Experts stated that the seawater and ecosystem in this area should exist independently outside of existing water systems and would not disturb the groundwater levels in Gansu and Shaanxi provinces…

The camera cuts to an aerial view of the scene.

The coastline is very new.

The golden sands shimmered softly in the sunlight, while the distant sea and islands were shrouded in fog.

Only the mountaintop and the shadow of a huge creature could be vaguely seen.

[...This area has now been designated as a special control zone, and all ships and aircraft are prohibited from approaching it.]

The scientific expedition is progressing smoothly under the guidance of the Special Management Bureau. Officials urge the public not to approach the inland sea unnecessarily, as there may be bacterial contamination or magical creature threats.

The host couldn't hide the smile on her face.

[...A global dungeon craze has swept the world, with more young people getting involved in finding dungeons and becoming dungeon hunters.]

According to incomplete statistics, over the past three days, more than 900,000 new dungeon hunters have registered globally, leading to queues at dungeon entrances in various locations...

Song Mo sat at the dining table, propping his head up with his hand, his head bobbing up and down, his eyelids heavy as if filled with lead.

She hadn't touched her breakfast; her chopsticks were resting on the rim of the bowl.

I was so tired at the end of the Song Dynasty.

Last night, she spent nearly 10,000 script points to unlock access to two god instances.

Before, Song Mo never felt tired no matter how many skills she used, but after opening two wild dungeons, she felt as if she had been completely drained.

Ah Yan and Ah Zhu sat opposite her, each with a plate of breakfast in front of them, each pastry with a thin incense stick stuck in it.

The smoke curled upwards.

The two ghosts swallowed it one bite after another.

"Sir, you seem to be in poor spirits today."

Ah Yan swallowed a mouthful of incense and asked Song Mo with concern, "Are we still going to see the sea today? Or should we stay home and take care of you?"

At this, even the usually reserved A'Zhu looked over.

—The two ghosts, who had never seen the sea since they died, were extremely eager to see this suddenly appearing sea with their own eyes.

"Need not."

At the end of the Song Dynasty, he didn't open his eyes, but felt his eyeballs constantly moving towards the back of his head:

"I'll just take a rest myself, you guys go have your fun."

The two ghosts noticed Song Mo's exhaustion, exchanged a glance, and remained silent, only increasing their feeding speed without making a sound.

The television was still on.

The scene shifts to a foreign correspondent excitedly reporting from a plaza:

As you can see, I am currently in a valley in the Lombardy region of northern Italy, in the Alps. Just yesterday morning, a mirage appeared in the sky.

We can see the mirage clearly, and even the Cornunus relief carved on the stone gate is visible. The local government has dispatched air forces to investigate...

According to players, this is the entrance to the dungeon "The Garden of Kornunos".

Meanwhile, a Greek-style temple building has appeared on the Greek coast. Players have confirmed that the building comes from the dungeon "Temple of the Sea God".

We've just received news that these two instances, unlike the Arthurian Legends instances, will allow players to enter in batches, and many players are already queuing...

In the scene, two enormous, half-open stone gates stand in the sky atop the lush Alps.

The stone gate was entwined with patterns of vines and deer antlers, and countless players were queuing up in the vicinity.

Some players carried cameras, some held laptops, some sat wrapped in blankets on folding chairs, some drank coffee from paper cups, and some even gave a peace sign to the camera.

Following the Arthurian legend dungeon in China, two new exploration dungeons appeared in Europe last night: "The Garden of Cornuvis" and "The Priest of the Temple of Poseidon".

Thousands of players are currently queuing at the entrance, and local authorities have deployed police to maintain order...

He barely opened his eyes at the end of the Song Dynasty.

No one would know that the appearance of the Camelot Continent in China was related to her.

Players will only think that it was because Weng Yang drew his sword that the continent naturally fell to China.

Song did not intend to clarify this point at the end of the Song Dynasty.

Temptation is what motivates people.

As long as players think this way, there will be a continuous stream of players rushing to enter the dungeon.

She leaned back in her chair, closed her eyes, and the structure of the continent of Camelot immediately appeared before her.

In the middle of a 65,000 square kilometer sea area, there is an island with countless tiny dots floating on it.

Undead, ghosts, magical creatures, Naga children, Lady of the Lake, dwarves, elves, and of course, some living people.

—Some players who can only stay in the instance permanently due to special reasons.

Weng Yang seems to have gathered these players together and is repairing King Arthur's castle.

King Arthur personally built the castle.

It sounds a little sad no matter how you look at it.

At the end of the Song Dynasty, he went to check the materials that Niu Tou and Ma Mian had caught.

Fifty thousand souls, and that number is still rising.

Song Mo stared at the exploration value stuck at 99% and fell into deep thought. She was certain that Merlin had hidden that last bit of exploration value.

Although the elderly Merlin had already followed his dear friend in death.

But she also has a young Merlin in her possession.

The one who understands Merlin best is not King Arthur, but Merlin himself.

Song Mo opened his eyes, stood up, and went straight to the study.

"grown ups……"

Ah Yan tugged at Ah Zhu's sleeve, who seemed about to say something, and the two ghosts silently floated out of the window.

……

……

……

[Young Merlin: An individual possessing the youthful memories of the Archmage Merlin Ambrose, before the Archmage embarks on his journey and meets his destined friend.]

Song Mo retrieved this text description from the resource library, and as she let go, the text description immediately fell to the ground.

The next second, a faint green light flashed, and a figure appeared in the study.

A very young, tall, and thin foreign man.

He wore a dark green druidic robe, the hem of which was embroidered with runes woven from mithril threads.

The man had long, warm, and calming brown hair. He wore a monocle over his right eye with a crystal lens, which hung on his ear with a gold chain, revealing an amber pupil hidden behind it.

His feet, like those of old Merlin, were a pair of goat hooves, but they seemed to be enchanted by some kind of magic, with a pair of human feet constantly flashing on them.

It's like a poorly made coating leaking out.

His ears were slightly pointed, revealing his non-human bloodline, but they were mostly covered by his hair.

The young Merlin was stunned for a moment as soon as he appeared.

His body stiffened slightly, and then he immediately closed his eyes.

"A great being."

Merlin spoke in an almost chanting tone: "Merlin Ambrose has answered your call."

After observing for a while, Song Mo confirmed that this was indeed the young Mei Lin.

—He did not experience the collapse of the continent, the annihilation of his close friends, or Avalon.

He was unaware of the future fate of the continent, and didn't even know who King Arthur was.

"I need you to give me an answer."

At the end of the Song Dynasty, he reached out and stuffed a passage about the Legend of King Arthur into Merlin's forehead.

"Hmm."

Merlin frowned, pursed his lips tightly, and curled his fingers slightly as he tried to process what he had learned.

Those bizarre, fantastical yet realistic futures.

A long time passed.

He then spoke softly.

"You want to find the part that Merlin hid?"

His tone was calm, without a trace of extra emotion: "Merlin, that is, me, is very skilled in shapeshifting. If it were me, I would hide what you want on an animal, or in the most conspicuous place somewhere."