Cthulhu Fantasy : I Am The Great Old One

In the backstage of the Rose Theater, the scriptwriter only sized up the beautiful woman in front of him before shaking his head.    

"Next."    

"Oh my God. ... What exactly do you want?"    

Watching the beautiful woman leave, some of the theater staff couldn't help but come up to her.    

"Boss, she's already the most beautiful one in this interview... If you're not satisfied with her level, then what kind of person are you looking for to be an actor?"    

"Appearance isn't absolute."    

Looking at his subordinate's superficial appearance, the man let out a sigh.    

"It is not difficult to change appearance. Clothes, makeup, and makeup. Forget it, you won't understand even if I told you about the technique. In any case, it's very easy to change one's appearance."    

" Alright then... "    

After working in the theater for so long, these staff members were already familiar with the strange words that their boss occasionally said, so they were not surprised.    

However, although they were not surprised, they still had to talk about proper business.    

"Boss, just tell us what kind of standard you should choose from."    

A staff member looked helpless.    

"Otherwise, this won't work either. That won't do either. How are we going to select people from the outside? "    

"That's true."    

The man nodded.    

"If it's standard... looks are easy, but the key is still the plasticity. In other words, they have to listen to what I am teaching them. They have to listen to what I'm asking them to do.    

"Okay."    

The staff all nodded.    

Indeed. Since the boss had clearly said that looks weren't important, the only thing left was to listen to him.    

"Boss, is there more?"    

"And..."    

The man fell into deep thought.    

Just like what they had secretly discussed in the manor, he had indeed started to carry out that plan. However, when selecting new actors, he had his own ideas.    

There were naturally handsome men and beautiful women, but these people who were born with beautiful appearances were undoubtedly proud and arrogant. Their outstanding appearance gave these people an innate sense of superiority - the more this kind of person was, the more difficult it was to completely control them. These young people with higher ambitions would never be satisfied with everything they had. Betrayal was only a matter of time.    

Moreover, was natural beauty really comparable to the effort of the day after tomorrow?    

Changing one's attire and drawing exquisite makeup was enough to make an ordinary person's eyes light up. If one added in the remodelling surgery that was circulating within the Oxford Academy...    

That would be the perfect actor that he wanted.    

They would be amorous, they would be handsome and unrestrained, but whether it was them or them, they would absolutely not have any arrogance of being pampered or proud. Only those persona that was instilled into their minds, as well as the obedience that was engraved into their bones.    

In the man's plan, he did not need to wait for any talented and intelligent actor to become a star step by step.    

He would be able to create a star himself.    

So other than being obedient, did he need anything else?    

"I don't think so."    

The man nodded.    

"Just be obedient."    

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"Be good, be obedient"    

In the backstage of First Theater, the black armor was patting Old Arthur's shoulder. The ferocious facial armor was trying its best to squeeze out a kind expression.    

"It's just going on stage to act. Look, we've already acted so many times. It's not like we're missing this one, right? Alright, alright. Hurry up and get on the stage. All the male audiences are waiting."    

" I... "    

Feeling the terrifying force on his shoulder that almost broke half of his body, old Arthur was speechless for a long time. He could even breathe normally now.    

What kind of joke was this? In the past, it was in the past. That kind of fight wasn't just a performance, it was also a form of being attacked by the opponent. It was a way to quickly increase one's strength - this was also the reason why Old Arthur didn't even care about the school and had to come here every day. With his sword technique level, it was as difficult as ascending the heavens to improve. However, during the time he was training with a cheap instructor like him, his swordsmanship, which had long been difficult to improve, had actually advanced by leaps and bounds, reaching a level that he had never dared to even think about before.    

However, this did not mean that he would dare to face the full power of this cheap instructor head on.    

And the cause of all this was because his mouth was too cheap.    

"Instructor, can you just pretend that I didn't say anything?"    

Old Arthur tried his best to catch a breath and quickly spoke.    

"I have something to do at school, please let me go this time..."    

"Oh? You are very busy."    

Du Kang's smile became more and more friendly.    

"Here comes the question. Mr. Headmaster, whose sister are you going to sleep with today?"    

"I didn't..."    

Old Arthur wanted to cry but had no tears.    

Because he was rejected by his mentor, old Arthur had no choice but to look for this "professor of the history department." He hoped that the other party would be able to pay attention to the green liquid, and the other party undoubtedly had the ability to do so. If he remembered correctly, even the powerful Evil God, who caused this phenomenon, had been personally sealed by this "professor of history." And all of this was witnessed by him.    

Due to his admiration for the unknown force, he even treated the distorted five pointed star drawn by the other party as his family emblem.    

However, old Arthur had never thought that the expert he admired would be so unreliable. After he told him what had happened, the other party did not have any interest in clues like the green liquid. Instead, he focused his attention on the matter of him being hunted down.    

Or, it could be said that the reason why he was being hunted was because of him.    

"I didn't!"    

Old Arthur shook his head repeatedly.    

"I really didn't..."    

"Your sister? You even had an affair with your own sister?"    

Du Kang's expression became even more "kind."    

"Pretty good. I really didn't think that I would have taught this kind of student before. Being handsome is already very impressive, right? Come, come, I'll help you become more handsome... "    

"No, listen to me."    

Old Arthur shivered when he felt the chill coming from his face.    

"I have never done that kind of thing... No, you see, I am already so old, how could I go..."    

"Oh, you mean an old cow eats tender grass?"    

Du Kang's face darkened.    

He could no longer suppress his anger.    

So what if he was f * cking handsome! If he wasn't handsome, then he wasn't a human, right? Why was this old man, who didn't even want to take responsibility after messing with someone else's sister, able to laugh and chat? He deserved to be single... Wait, how many years had he been single for?    

Forget it, it's been too long. I can't remember.    

Fortunately, Du Kang was quite confident in his own ability, although it was useless no matter how great his ability was. Although these abilities could not solve his single problem, at least he could get rid of Old Arthur.    

This was also very good.    

"Alright, stop quibbling. You can go up now."    

Without giving Old Arthur any chance to defend himself, Du Kang lifted his leg and kicked Old Arthur onto the stage.    

"If I don't spank you green shit out, count it as you haven't eaten chives the previous night."    

After cursing angrily, Du Kang also walked to the front desk.    

"Today I'm going to beat you up... Hmm?"    

Du Kang was stunned.    

There were no longer any cheers from the past, nor were there any cheers from the crowd.    

There was no one in the huge grandstand.    

"Audience... What about?"