I created the myth of the Great Old Ones.

His burning rationality cooled down, and He Jiaoyang felt nauseous. The lamb skewers he had just eaten seemed to writhe in his stomach like flesh and blood, making his throat dry.

"What's wrong with me?"

He Jiaoyang groped around and suddenly his vision returned.

He didn't dare to look up at Lu Ban, and could only stare at the barbecue.

Thankfully, these barbecue items seem to be normal.

Grilled leek sprouts, fried pig lungs, grilled lamb skewers, grilled chicken feet, grilled butter, grilled baby bok choy—He Jiaoyang even started counting the barbecue items to distract himself.

I'm hungry.

"It's alright, I'll make sure you can't see it for now."

Lu Ban patted He Jiaoyang on the shoulder.

He raised his head and looked at Lu Ban.

The things on the coffee table and on his shoulders disappeared, and Lu Ban returned to his handsome appearance.

Tell me why you contacted me?

Lu Ban then handed He Jiaoyang a skewer of grilled chicken feet.

"Eating something spicy can help you regain your energy."

How do you know that eating spicy food can restore energy?

He Jiaoyang asked curiously.

That's how I feel.

Lu Ban replied.

While eating barbecue, He Jiaoyang nervously told Lu Ban about his discussions with people in the chat group and what happened at Silent Media.

"I see. You guys have quite the imagination."

Lu Ban smiled.

At the same time, he silently put away his "last words".

At first, he thought He Jiaoyang was a chosen one from some other realm, an assassin disguised as a human sent to this world to kill him. Now it seems that it was fortunate that Lu Ban was careful, otherwise He Jiaoyang might be on the missing persons list tomorrow, and Leica would have an extra midnight snack tonight.

"So... there really is extraordinary power?"

He Jiaoyang was completely unaware that he had just walked through the gates of hell. He asked while eating the crunchy chicken-flavored chicken cartilage.

"Can't you see it yourself?"

Lu Ban was more curious about He Jiaoyang, since this was the first time he had encountered someone with supernatural abilities from a place other than the Silent Land in this world, and he wondered if these people had formed any kind of organization.

After casually imagining himself walking into a gathering of people with superpowers all by himself, Lu Ban thought it could be made into a thrilling movie where he could take on ten of them.

"This is purely a genetic talent. It's said that my grandfather could see it before, and he even talked about fellow disciples and such. Maybe I'm from a prestigious family."

He Jiaoyang replied.

"When your sect has a battle, will you have to write a fake note to the female CEO saying that your sect will lose if you're not in the party?"

Lu Ban asked a question.

"what?"

He Jiaoyang didn't quite understand the joke. He was a freelancer, without a female CEO or any affiliated sect.

"It's okay, don't worry. I don't control ghosts, and I haven't done anything bad. I make movies to save the world. You can just buy tickets to see it. If you don't have enough money, I can give you a few free tickets so you can watch it with the other members of that chat group during the Spring Festival."

Lu Ban said very generously.

"Uh, making movies to save the world?"

He Jiaoyang didn't quite understand.

"Here's a saying for you: those who are always ignorant are always happy. Don't pursue things too deeply, and knowledge will naturally come to you."

Lu Ban said quietly.

"Uh……"

He Jiaoyang didn't know how powerful he was.

He chatted with Lu Ban for a while longer, mainly Lu Ban asking He Jiaoyang about the paranormal events he had witnessed, how to deal with them, and similar cases of people with supernatural abilities he had encountered.

After finishing the barbecue, Lu Ban cleaned up the trash.

While He Jiaoyang wasn't paying attention, Lu Ban took out the silver fountain pen and wrote a few words on He Jiaoyang's head.

Forget about tonight.

He Jiaoyang's expression immediately became numb and blank.

Lu Ban helped him, took the elevator downstairs, and even threw away some trash before sending the exorcist out of the community.

"It should be about time."

Lu Ban pondered for a moment, then patted He Jiaoyang on the shoulder and left.

He Jiaoyang stood at the entrance of the residential area for a while until his phone vibrated with the chat group notification, which brought him back to his senses.

"Holy crap, how did I get here?"

He Jiaoyang checked the time.

He should have come to follow Lu Ban, investigate Lu Ban's house, and look for evidence.

Why are you still standing at the entrance of the residential area so late?

And, there's a barbecue taste in my mouth?

He Jiaoyang tried to recall, but his mind seemed to have taken some kind of wrong medicine, and he tried to steer his thoughts in other directions, but he couldn't remember what had happened that night.

But instinctively, He Jiaoyang felt it was best not to continue inquiring about Lu Ban.

He stood at the entrance of the residential area for a while in a daze before sheepishly returning to the hotel. As soon as he lay down on the bed, he was overcome by sleepiness and quickly fell asleep.

Early the next morning.

He Jiaoyang woke up with his clothes disheveled. He was about to take a shower and check out of the hotel.

Suddenly, he discovered a card in his pocket.

A movie theater gift card.

"..."

For some reason, He Jiaoyang felt a strong urge to take his friends to see Lu Ban's new movie.

……

Having resolved the issue of the exorcist, Lu Ban didn't bother searching for any hidden sects or supernatural organizations.

Since strange things exist in this world, it's quite normal for some people to have gained extraordinary abilities.

These organizations might still be very active in the shadows, working to overcome various strange and unsettling obstacles.

However, as the pollution from other realms gradually worsens, the strange things in this world will inevitably become more and more bizarre and dangerous. Consequently, some people who have gained knowledge from other realms may also become new superpowered individuals. In other words, spiritual energy will be revived.

Lu Ban knew that this was the inevitable result of the alien realm's reckless march towards pollution.

The sweltering summer did not drag on into the endless month of August. On September 1st, universities across the country started their new semester, and Jiangcheng University also became lively. New freshmen from all walks of life arrived at the school, many with their parents, creating a bustling atmosphere that made people appreciate the beauty of youth.

Perhaps it's because of Lu Ban, but more people are applying to Jiangcheng University, especially for film-related majors that Lu Ban used to study. Maybe some people think that as long as they follow Lu Ban's path, they can become a successful person like him.

On the back street of the school, men and women in military training uniforms can often be seen again. The barbershop business has become much more prosperous. The weather is still hot. Just as the military training is about to end and the long October holiday is about to begin, Lu Ban released the third trailer.

Chapter 531, Third Trailer

Film censor Mo Guangyuan hadn't looked forward to a film's release this much in a long time.

When a hobby becomes work, it can be incredibly frustrating, offer no relief, and even lead to depression.

Mo Guangyuan used to be like that too.

He saw Lu Ban's film during a censorship session.

That feeling is hard to describe. It's like the first day of high school registration. After the seats are assigned, you excitedly interact with the people in front and behind you. At that moment, a girl asks in a very soft voice if this is her seat. The morning sunlight shines on her school uniform. You fall in love at first sight and toss and turn for her in the countless days and nights that follow.

It feels like first love.

Some say that a man's first love is the hardest thing for him to forget, and Mo Guangyuan wholeheartedly agrees.

Lu Ban's movie was his first love.

Before this, movies were like pretty girls to him; you'd be interested and take a second look, but only his first love was something he wanted to cherish and protect.

After that, none of Lu Ban's films disappointed Mo Guangyuan, a feeling that is hard to describe.

It's like when you get into a relationship with your first love in high school, and you find that she has some hobbies that overlap with yours, her personality is exactly what you like, even her parents are understanding, and she's a rich woman.

The more I look at it, the better it gets.

Even if you know everything about them, they can still bring surprises.

Some movies that Mo Guangyuan watches are thrilling the first time you watch them, but become boring the second time, just like a forty-year-old couple sleeping in separate rooms.

Therefore, when he saw the trailer for "The End of the World," Mo Guangyuan hoped that he would be able to get approval for the film.

Of course, Lu Ban's movies are highly sought after now, and everyone wants to get approved for them; you also need to be lucky enough to be selected.

There's nothing I can do but watch more trailers to satisfy my craving.

Unlike some people who play the trailer for "The End of the World" frame by frame in an attempt to find clues and understand Lu Ban's thinking, Mo Guangyuan believes that the film's audiovisual effects are perfect on their own, and that analyzing and interpreting it in advance is more harmful than helpful to the viewing experience.

Moreover, what other tricks can Lu Ban pull off in this disaster movie?

This time, Mo Guangyuan doesn't need to worry about being frightened or tortured by the plot; he can simply enjoy the awe-inspiring grand scenes.

During the long October holiday, instead of going on vacation, he stayed home and relaxed.

At noon, under his wife's nagging, he slowly got out of bed, brushed his teeth, washed his face, and ate lunch.

Lunch was made from leftovers from yesterday; it was simple and the taste was also very simple.

While eating, Mo Guangyuan listened to his wife talking about the gossip she had heard at her workplace, and scrolled through short videos, laughing at the corny ones.