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Now, let's first deal with Golden Finger Grandpa. If the old man is gone, then Poo will really be in trouble.
Having lifted the time constraint on Medicine Pusher, Li Hong and Carmillon approached.
"Who... who are you?" Medicine Pusher could swear he had never seen these two before.
Li Hong had no choice but to demonstrate his authority as a Game Administrator.
"Motor Lola, modify Medicine Pusher's appearance to that of a Husky!"
As the scene shifted, Medicine Pusher indeed transformed into a silly and adorable Husky.
"Cross-dressing master!"
"Futanari Alien!"
"Caterpillar!"
"Samoyed?"
After playing around for a while, Medicine Pusher surrendered!
"Old Car, show him how it's done," Li Hong said to Carmillon upon seeing that Medicine Pusher had already given in.
Next, it was up to Carmillon to train this actor.
"Orc!"
Carmillon stepped in front of Medicine Pusher and smiled, "Dear Poo, oh no, Mr. Medicine Pusher. You must believe us; we mean no harm. We just need you to perform once."
"What kind of performance?" As a Ninth-Rank Alchemist, the Medicine Pusher had never experienced such humiliation.
However, glancing at the ever-smiling figure behind Carmillon, the Medicine Pusher had no choice but to surrender. There was no way around it; that person was like a god, toying with him at will. He didn't want to become something strange again. For the sake of his dignity and life, yielding was not shameful.
"Listen, you need to become that boy's teacher and teach him alchemy so he can become an all-powerful warrior," Carmillon's voice carried a hint of seduction.
"Trust me, if you take good care of him, we will definitely reward you handsomely."
A flicker of surprise crossed the Medicine Pusher's aged eyes. Who exactly was this boy? To have these two god-like figures serving him.
However, Carmillon's request wasn't too demanding. After some thought, the Medicine Pusher nodded in agreement.
"But I just mocked him. How can I go and be his teacher now..."
Carmillon looked frustrated and turned to Li Hong. "Li, I think we need a scriptwriter."
Li Hong rubbed his forehead, feeling helpless. "Where am I supposed to find you a scriptwriter?"
"Can't you write? Just make do," Carmillon waved his hand grandly, exuding the aura of a famous director.
"Now, our production team is officially established! Orc, Breaking Through the Sky, Scene One, take one, action!"
Li Hong frowned deeply; he had no intention of sharing in Carmillon's mindless excitement. He needed to think about how to make the Medicine Pusher into the boy's teacher.
Modify the boy's memories directly?
No way! That was a VIP customer; if he messed with him, Li Hong would be taught a lesson by 404.
"Here's the plan: Medicine Pusher, pretend to be possessed by an evil spirit and casually reveal that your previous words were those of the spirit and not your true intentions. Then express your desire to take him as your disciple."
The plot had already fallen apart; no matter how clichéd it became, it had to be salvaged.
Motor Lola had warned Li Hong that he now had level one administrator privileges, and the time reversal point could only be set to thirty minutes prior.
In other words, their filming time could only be set for thirty minutes.
Medicine Pusher nodded, indicating he understood.
Carmillon wore a serious expression and instructed Medicine Pusher, "Relax, keep your expression natural. Remember, you must stay focused on your task."
Then, Li Hong and Carmillon returned behind the boulder. Casually, Li Hong released the time constraints binding him.
As soon as he regained his senses, the old man who had been angrily shouting earlier turned around with an incredibly expressive face.
Medicine Pusher (with a strained expression): "You evil spirit dare to possess me, the great Medicine Pusher! Die, evil spirit! A pharmacist shall never be a slave!"
Puzzled, he wondered what this old man was talking about. What evil spirit?
Medicine Pusher (with a sigh of relief): "Alright, I have expelled the evil spirit from within me. Young man, please don’t take my previous words to heart; they were the ramblings of that evil spirit. I sincerely apologize for my intention to drain your energy. I would like to take you as my apprentice. What do you think?"
Puzzled: …
This old man must be senile. He wants to take him as an apprentice? With his kind of madness? Dream on.
"Get lost, don’t make me—"
"Hey! What the hell! Medicine Pusher, what are you acting out? Are you playing a Zombie? Even Zombies have more expressive faces than you!" Before he could refuse, Carmillon could no longer hold back and stepped forward to berate Medicine Pusher.
"Someone like you without any talent wouldn’t even get cast in a role!" Carmillon continued to rant. Honestly, he had never seen anyone with worse acting skills than Medicine Pusher.
"Why does possession turn into Sheep Madness? And why is he making a zombie face? What does that mean?"
"What is *****?" Medicine Pusher asked, confused.
"Cough, cough..." Li Hong couldn't hold back any longer and stepped forward to rewind time to an earlier point.
"Oh, Li, you're just in time. Can we change actors? This guy's acting is just too bad; he's going to expose us."
Just thinking about Medicine Pusher's god-level performance made Carmillon feel like he was about to have a heart attack.
"Old Car, we have no choice," Li Hong shook his head, dismissing Carmillon's idea of changing actors.
Carmillon looked grim, took a deep breath, and began to give Medicine Pusher direction.
"Listen, darling, right now you're playing the role of a reclusive master who wants to take on a disciple! Do you understand what a reclusive master is? It's someone who enjoys the pleasure of smoking a cigar even while breathing air. You need to make that kid believe that you are truly possessed and not just mocking him."
Medicine Pusher nodded thoughtfully and then frowned as he asked, "But how do I express the authenticity of being possessed? I have no experience with this."
"…Li!" Carmillon also looked up at Li Hong.
Li Hong smirked slightly and said softly, "Modify player Medicine Pusher's data to reflect possession."
A chill ran down Medicine Pusher's spine. What was going on? Why did it feel like he was about to be sold out?
"Modification complete."
With a prompt from the System, dark energy surged around Medicine Pusher, seemingly appearing endlessly.
The dark energy gradually enveloped Medicine Pusher, whose face twisted in horror as he shouted, "Enough, enough! I... I understand!"
Li Hong clapped his hands, and the dark energy instantly vanished, leaving only the Medicine Pusher, who lay on the ground, gasping for breath.
"Orc, your performance earlier was fantastic. Li, I have a suggestion!" Carmillon's eyes lit up as if he had thought of a brilliant idea.
"What suggestion?" Li Hong asked in confusion.
"How about using that dark energy as special effects? I've realized that the reason the Pusher doesn't believe in the Medicine Pusher being possessed is due to the lack of visual effects. If we have this dark energy, it would make him believe even more."
Li Hong stroked his chin, his mind racing. It seemed that was indeed the case. Movies without special effects never felt as impactful as those big sci-fi blockbusters.
"Alright, let's add special effects. I think after the Medicine Pusher expels the evil spirit, we should add a divine glow. What do you think, Old Car?"
"I think that's a great idea!"
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