At the moment these words fell, Han Meng pulled the trigger.

Click— The mechanism collided, but no bullet was fired.

However, at the same time, the ground in front of Han Meng instantly disintegrated, soil and debris vanished into nothingness, as if an invisible bullet shattered the material completely at the molecular level!

And this "deconstructive" bullet flashed in front of the red paper monster in one-thousandth of a second! Under this invisible deconstructive force, the floating red paper tentacles in the air were forcibly torn open, followed by a circular wound with a radius of one meter, completely piercing the monster's body!

Through that huge circular wound, Han Meng could even see the streets of District Three in the distance, as this shot directly obliterated two-thirds of its body.

Just as Han Meng was about to lower his gun, a mutation suddenly occurred! The red paper monster, with a gaping hole in its center, did not die, but continued to extend red paper as if nothing had happened.

It crazily spread around, and within two seconds, not only did it repair the hole in the center, but its size also increased more than three times! Now, it looked like a giant red sun made of paper, with countless paper pieces twisting and hanging in the wilderness sky.

[Audience Expectation Value -1] [Current Expectation Value: 14%]

Han Meng's pupils slightly contracted! He immediately raised the gun and pulled the trigger three times in succession, the deconstructive force breaking three large holes in the red sun.

Fine rain drifted and fell from the three openings, hitting Han Meng's solemn face, chilling him to the bone.

Swish— Countless paper pieces swarmed down like a red rain, creating chaos in the entire wilderness in an instant.

Han Meng frantically fired his gun, managing to tear open a gap in the red rain to save his life.

"This is bad..." Han Meng's back was already soaked with sweat.

He could feel that he was no match for this calamity! For some reason, the opponent's aura seemed to have surged again, from the initial entry into Level Five to the top of Level Five, just a hair's breadth away from stepping into the terrifying realm of Level Six!

At that moment, a hand in a theatrical robe emerged from the paper monster and lightly and accurately pressed on top of Han Meng's head!

"Hehe." Laughter echoed in Han Meng's ears, and the next moment, his whole body was pressed down by a palm, his head heavily hitting the ground! Boom—!!

The earth cracked, and Han Meng at the central point of impact violently spewed out a mouthful of blood, lying motionless like mud.

The battle was over, the red paper scattered in the air returned to the monster's main body, and a misty rain covered the devastated land.

The red paper monster was about to leave when the theatrical robed arm that had emerged suddenly grabbed the main body of the red paper, tearing and pulling with force, as if something was about to emerge from within...

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Five minutes ago.

"The audience is starting to intervene in the performance?”

Chen Ling saw the last line and his heart sank, looking up abruptly towards the front of the stage.

Countless crimson pupils still stared at him in the darkness, but in a corner of the audience seats, some of the wooden chairs were already empty...

Some of the audience had disappeared.

Thud—thud—thud!! The shadows in the audience seats continued to stomp their feet on the theater floor, emitting a rhythmic and dull sound.

In the confined space, the sound was like continuous thunder, their crimson pupils locked onto Chen Ling, filled with anger and questioning! Thud—thud—thud!! Under their rhythmic stomping, Chen Ling even felt the stage shaking, the overhead spotlight trembling slightly, as if it couldn't hold on much longer.

Chen Ling understood the situation.

Because in reality, he had been killed by an axe, causing the "performance" on stage to abruptly stop.

The performance was interrupted, and the audience was extremely angry, but they couldn't communicate directly with Chen Ling, so they could only express their dissatisfaction and threats in this form! "So...

I'm not actually dead, right?Chen Ling stared blankly at his hands, "But if my consciousness is here...

then who is controlling my body now?”

Chen Ling seemed to realize something, turned around, and saw a large black curtain covering the back half of the stage.

He forcefully pulled open a corner, and a series of images flooded his mind! He saw himself turning a kitchen knife into paper, scaring Li Xiuchun and Chen Tan, and fighting with two law enforcers...

This feeling was very strange, as if he was sitting in front of a big screen, watching his actions from a third-person perspective...

Of course, at this moment, the "protagonist" was no longer him, but the "audience" who had taken over his body! The audience was intervening in the performance.

[Audience Expectation Value -1]

Chen Ling's peripheral vision saw the characters on the screen flickering, and the next moment, another group of figures disappeared from the audience seats.

"The lower the expectation value, the more audience members will intervene in the performance..." Chen Ling said, raising his hands.

He saw his body gradually becoming transparent, "At the same time...

will my existence also be gradually erased?”

Indeed, if the audience completely becomes the "protagonist," what else does he need to do? Chen Ling's heart sank, knowing he had to do something.

Chen Ling stood in front of the curtain, took a deep breath, tentatively reached out his palm towards the flickering "image" behind it...

Either reclaim his body and become the "protagonist" again; or die.

Chen Ling's fingertips passed through the curtain, as if touching a barrier, slowing down involuntarily.

This barrier was not extremely hard, but rather like a "membrane," soft, with great resilience.

After a few attempts, Chen Ling finally managed to pass through with one finger.

"There's a chance!”

Chen Ling's eyes lit up slightly.

He exerted all his strength to push his palm through the barrier, followed by his forearm, elbow joint...

At that moment, the characters on the screen flickered again: [Audience Expectation Value -1] As the expectation value dropped to 14%, another group of audience members disappeared, and Chen Ling felt the barrier becoming harder.

He saw his body becoming slightly more transparent, and a thought flashed through his mind.

It wasn't that the barrier had become stronger...

but that his body had become weaker.

Chen Ling gritted his teeth, but could only slowly extend his arm through the curtain, much slower than before, feeling extremely anxious.

With the current resistance, he estimated that if the expectation value dropped to around 10%, he would no longer be able to pass through the curtain.

Finally, through his relentless efforts, one arm successfully passed through the curtain.

He saw Han Meng struggling under the red rain in the image, hesitated for a moment, then slapped him on the head, knocking him unconscious with the help of the red paper monster's power.

This way, no one would witness him passing through the curtain and returning to reality.

He reached out from the real world, grabbed the curtain, and tore open a narrow gap.

The second hand reached out from the gap, forcibly widening it until his body could pass through.

Chen Ling took a deep breath and plunged into the gap!