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

Song Mo was not at all surprised by the other party's reaction.

Merlin was a great sorcerer who was skilled in prophecy. When she showed these things to the other party, the other party was naturally able to piece together everything.

Merlin's life, the legendary story of King Arthur, the collapse of the continent, the wizard and the king's self-salvation, and Merlin's death.

After receiving the hint, Song Mo remembered the white dove.

From the moment the player enters the instance until Weng Yang pulls out the sword from the stone, a white dove does indeed appear and disappear mysteriously.

Having received the answer, Song Mogang was about to pack up the plum grove in front of him when he stopped.

Unlike previous materials, the Merlin before me has warmth, breath, and its own consciousness; it's more like a living, breathing person.

Turning him back into cold, lifeless material and stuffing him back into the material library seems somewhat inhumane.

Suddenly, Song Mo became curious: "Why did you answer my question so readily?"

"It is foolish to hide secrets from the gods."

Merlin looked down, his tone calm and unperturbed: "I once witnessed someone try to deceive the Lake Nymph, and was subsequently cursed and turned into a tree."

I have sensed your presence. You are greater than anything I have ever seen, and deeper than any rule I have ever understood.

Before you, I am merely a shapeshifting magic apprentice; I have no right to hide it.

"..."

Song Mo stroked his chin and asked curiously, "So, after you saw the future, do you plan to return to the Camelot Continent?"

"No."

Merlin shook his head, his goat hoof twitching slightly on the floor, as if shifting his toes uneasily.

"Since my destined best friend, King Arthur, is no longer here."

"Please let me follow you, let me understand the truth of the world, even if it means death."

"You want to stay? It doesn't seem like it's impossible."

After thinking for a moment, Song Mo immediately summoned a group of mud gourds. One by one, the round little things rolled out from the corner of the wall and stood in a row on the ground.

"You can stay here for now. I'll deal with you when I'm done with my work. Don't wander around. There's a TV and electronic devices in the room; you can use them to stay informed about what's happening outside."

There are mice and tree spirits in the garden, but they are all my pets, so please don't harm them.

Merlin closed his eyes to sense the mud gourds, his expression growing even more astonished: "Are they the World Tree and divine beasts?"

"?"

The World Tree? Mythical Beasts?

Who are you talking about?

That tree stump that drops pomelos when it gets nervous?

Or are they rats running rampant all over the yard?

Song Mo almost lost his composure, and only spoke cautiously: "Divine beasts do exist, but they don't reside there permanently."

Merlin's expression grew increasingly shocked.

Although he kept his eyes closed, he sensed the emotions of the late Song Dynasty, so the young monk immediately stood up timidly: "I will leave now, so as not to disturb you."

"Gourd, gourd!"

"Squeak squeak squeak!"

"gourd!"

The mud gourds lined up in two rows, hopping and skipping as they led him toward the guest rooms.

Merlin followed behind, and although he couldn't see, he could feel the flow of energy in the room.

Those energies.

Those energies that he could not understand, could not name, and could not resist.

It felt like facing an entire abyss.

He held his breath and quickly followed the mud gourd away, his hooves making almost no sound as they stepped on the floor.

At the end of the Song Dynasty, there was no time to deal with the plum grove matter.

Her gaze returned to the continent of Camelot.

The white dove stood atop the castle tower, its white feathers standing out starkly against the gray mist.

It tilted its head, as if it had sensed something.

Then, Song Mo accurately retrieved the white dove.

The system immediately popped up a notification:

[Should we spend 15000 scriptwriting points to restore the "Camelot Continent" to its peak condition?]

[Would you like to spend 300 Writer's Points to repair the corrupted soul of Arthur Pendragon?]

[After repair, exploration value reaches 100%]

The last 1% of exploration points were hidden here by that brat Merlin.

Even though the other side is dead, why would they still have this trick up their sleeve?!

Song Mo immediately realized that this was the last Easter egg left by King Arthur or Merlin.

They gambled that a merciful god would save lives on the land for the sake of this continent.

"Why am I destined to be a workaholic every day?"

Song Mo glanced at the 50,000 souls in the resource library, muttered something under his breath, and then selected "Confirm".

After discovering the truth about the world's collapse, Merlin and Arthur chose to fight to the end.

Therefore, she respects this spirit.

The next second, the continent of Camelot changed.

Large swaths of clouds covered the sky.

Clouds obscured the previously gray sky, and plague and death screamed as they fled from the road—

The snow in the region has begun to melt.

The snow covering the fields gradually thinned, revealing the dark brown soil underneath.

Grass sprouts emerged from the soil, and patches of tiny white flowers peeked out from the cracks in the earth.

The air temperature gradually rises, and the wind becomes gentle.

The Naga on land quieted down, lying on the coastline, silently awaiting their fate.

Countless black and white threads hung down from the sky, like rain falling from the heavens.

The thread called "Destiny" was rewritten and fell upon the land, castles, and fields.

The collapsed houses are beginning to be restored to their original state.

The cracks in the stone wall closed, the hole in the roof disappeared, and the crystal in the window reappeared.

The aroma of stewed beef wafted back into the empty tavern.

A family of three, dressed neatly, reappeared in front of a dusty table.

Father, mother, child.

Their faces were blank and bewildered, as if they had just woken from a very long dream.

The fragments of the dead fell off, and the gray powder clinging to their bones drifted down like ashes blown by the wind.

Flesh slowly grew from the bones.

The skin transformed from a transparent membrane into warm, rosy skin.

Someone looked down at their hands.

Someone turned to look at the person next to them.

They were no longer skeletons, but expressions on faces, tears streaming down their faces.

Everyone looked at each other in disbelief, then hugged and cheered.

Then, more than a hundred Naga began to struggle.

They roared, their bodies trembling violently, the scales on their backs splitting open, and something was pushing outwards from beneath the scales—two fleshy wings emerged.

Two claws and two feet appeared on the giant serpent's belly, its head became larger, its single horn degenerated into a hard protrusion, and its eyes changed from gold to deep amber.

The bull-headed and horse-faced creatures also underwent changes; their skin turned dark red, horns grew on their heads, and long, thin tails grew from their rear ends.

It has a triangular arrow at the tip of its tail.

They are no longer like underworld messengers, but rather resemble demons from Western mythology.

Arthur Pendragon's soul has been restored.

Arthur Pendragon chose to sleep.

A new race has been born in your world: dragons.

A new race has been born in your world: Demons.

The Druid is awakening.

The world's ecosystem is recovering, and it is expected to be fully restored within one hundred years.

[World exploration value reached 100%.]

[Congratulations to the screenwriter for obtaining divine authority over the continent of Camelot.]

"Cool!!"

Song Mo stared at the 100% completion message and let out a sigh of relief: "Finally, it's full!"

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Meanwhile, on the continent of Camelot, Weng Yang stared in disbelief at the system notification:

[■■ has taken over the divine authority over this continent.]

The continent of Camelot has awakened.

As King Arthur, spare no effort to protect this land.

[Royal Majesty: When King Arthur is on the continent of Camelot, a one-way barrier will appear within this instance, preventing monsters from escaping.]

[Hint: The continent of Camelot has now become a reality.]

This instance will be available after 3:00:00.

What do you mean I didn't return to Earth, but the land I was on went back?

What do you mean by "I can see my mom picking me up at the airport in three hours"?