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Chapter 493: Mr. Reca's Rabid Fanboy Gets Caught in the Crossfire!
In the crowd.
Mr. Reca covered his face with one hand.
Yet, he could hardly conceal the upward curve of his lips.
"Hehehe…"
"You all want to find me, don't you? You all want to know the whereabouts of Dr. Primitive, don't you?"
"As it happens, I truly have discovered some clues regarding Dr. Primitive!"
"However, until Feathered Spirit's plot reveals this point, I won't let you find me either!"
"Between outstanding directors, one naturally does not expose the other's script in advance."
A foolishly enamored grin spread across Mr. Reca's face.
It felt as though, in this fleeting moment, he and Feathered Spirit had reached a tacit understanding!
In his heart,
Honkai: Star Rail was an unprecedented, magnificent masterpiece!
And its developer, Lin Yu, was naturally a pinnacle figure in the directing world!
Ever since he began following this work,
Mr. Reca had been deeply captivated by its content!
He had also developed an immense curiosity toward this legendary Feathered Spirit!
He had once frantically searched for Feathered Spirit's traces.
It was just that…
This developer was like a deity!
It was only a matter of him actively manifesting in the world;
No one had ever been able to seek him out on their own!
Therefore,
Mr. Reca regarded Feathered Spirit as a grandmaster of the directorial craft—
A hidden predecessor of profound merit and fame!
Others could not even hope to match his caliber!
Every time a new version launched,
Mr. Reca would always watch the plot at the very first moment!
To better experience it from a player's perspective,
he had even deliberately blended in among the ordinary players!
What he hadn't expected was that,
this time,
he, a "great director," would also appear in the storyline as an actor!
This was an honor,
and also a response!
One could say
that Mr. Reca had already become part of the most fanatical echelon of Feathered Spirit fans!
Once he finished watching the live plot here,
he would still privately analyze every single scene frame by frame…
savoring and appreciating it all alone in secret.
And now,
the plot had exposed the fact that he had tracked down Dr. Primitive's trail.
Far from feeling offended,
Mr. Reca admired Feathered Spirit even more!
"This must be part of the dramatic tension!"
"Next version, or the version after that…"
"There is bound to be a brilliant plot where the main cast bands together to confront Dr. Primitive!"
"Ah! Just thinking about it makes me unable to stop myself—I can hardly wait!"
Mr. Reca kept imagining it endlessly,
the expression on his face completely getting out of hand.
Seeing this, the players next to him
hurriedly stepped back several paces.
"Is this guy sick in the head?"
"I never expected someone could watch a story cutscene and drool like that…"
"He's probably already infected by the meme virus. Let's stay far away from him."
These voices of ordinary people
were merely background noise to Mr. Reca!
Glancing sideways at these players,
a flicker of disdain flashed in his eyes.
"What do you people know…"
"This is the bond between me and Feathered Spirit!!"
"The plot is about to enter the next phase."
"I'm looking forward to it—truly looking forward to it so muuuch!"
The surrounding players backed away even further,
to the point where a vacuum of empty space opened up around Mr. Reca!
Mr. Reca hurriedly reined himself in.
If he continued like this, he feared he might summon the Bloodhound Family maintaining order at the venue.
If that ended up disrupting his viewing of the story, the loss would far outweigh any gain.
Composing himself,
he looked up at the big screen.
At this moment, the plot was still his scene!
...
"Alas, I took such risks solely to film magnificent motion pictures [ memories ]. From the very beginning, I was prepared to dedicate my life to art, so your threats are entirely meaningless."
Mr. Reca revealed an expression of wistful admiration,
"For a film crew, rolling the camera entails taking risks. A true director would never let the camera stop, even if it meant having their name in the credits enclosed in a black mourning box."
Profnana sighed: "In the end, you are just another pitiful monkey struggling for useless dreams."
"Then prepare to dedicate yourself."
Mr. Reca fell silent.
The camera angle gradually pulled back.
Just outside the street where the two were conversing,
within the bushes,
the Assistant Director was lying down quietly,
taking in everything that had just occurred.
It seemed
this, too,
was part of the film!
[ Switching to Boothill's set… ]
Boothill's voice rang out.
"Yeah. When I woke up, my brain said: Hatred is the weakness of all the weak."
"Only then did I realize that I still had a brain that was alive."
…
"Shark-boy is finally here!"
"I knew it! When the Galaxy Rangers take the stage, how could our BTO be missing his scenes?"
"Old Bo: Hi hi hi, here I come~"
"The cyber-cowboy who always speaks with such sweet, honeyed words has arrived!"
"This damn sense of security~"
"Did Old Bo buy extra screentime lately? He had plenty of highlight moments in the previous Penacony main story, had scenes when he went back to the Xianzhou for the Wardance ceremony, and now he's back again in this version."
"He probably took on several consecutive assassination bounties and pumped a ton of cash into Feathered Spirit's pockets."
…
At the Paperfold University venue.
Boothill abruptly jumped up!
His gaze was incomparably sharp,
indiscriminately sweeping across all the players!
He warned: "Let me make this clear upfront."
"I can't control the players on the internet or in the livestream…"
"But you little darlings right here!"
"If you dare call me Shark-boy, BTO, or Old Bo one more time…"
"Don't blame me for loving you with extreme prejudice!"
At the venue,
the players instantly fell dead silent!
Looking at Boothill's demeanor, it was obvious he wasn't just joking around!
Immediately, several players lowered their heads,
frantically and vindictively spamming comments in Little Gui's livestream chat!
Offline I'm timid as a mouse, but online I strike with absolute fury!
Just wait until a funny scene appears in the story later—I'm gonna spam the hell out of the chat!
Very soon,
the opportunity presented itself.
...
"…Who the fudge are you again? What kind of play is being put on here anyway?"
"Forget it. There're plenty of complicated matters in this world, but they all get simple once a gun goes off."
Boothill flipped out his revolver!
The members of the Slumbernana Monkey Business club surrounding the street instantly trembled in fear.
"It won't be too late to mull it over by then. Holy banana, today I'm gonna teach y'all this lesson…"
Boothill had originally worn a cold sneer.
Yet after uttering those words, he suddenly felt as though a bone was stuck in his throat!
He even froze for a second himself.
"Huh…?"
"Hold on, what the fudge was that just now?"
Boothill looked utterly incredulous,
falling into deep self-doubt!
"Holy banana? Why the banana am I starting to 'holy banana'?"
"Banana? I banana your baby? What kind of banana is this?"
Seeing this,
the chat erupted in an instant!
…
"'Holy baby' turned into 'holy banana'?!"
"Hahahahahahahahaha…"
"That's kinda cute, ngl~"
"Boothill: Gradually bananified."
"Still don't get it? Boothill is saying, 'I want to eat a banana.'"
"It's over, BTO got hit with the meme virus the moment he showed up [ tragic ]"
"Holy banana, it must be the work of the bananas!"