allonlinenovel Chapter 470 Scott
Chapter 470 Scott
Upon hearing the robin's call, the group of Sand Gold immediately headed in that direction.
I don't know why, but hearing this background music always gives me an exciting feeling, like I can unleash a skill quickly.
Gold-plated area *puzzling*: [Wait, what is this?]
A magazine on the ground caught everyone's attention.
[Greddy's Studios Anniversary Report]
As Pinocchio's most successful entertainment company, the film company founded by Gregory has captured 45% of the local film market. Now, years later, will interviewing Mr. Gregory again yield another unexpected answer?
Reporter: You founded the Grady Company back in your prison days. How did you convince the company's supervisor to allow a prisoner to start a company while incarcerated?
Greta: For most corporate dogs, the question is simple—profit. When everyone's awake, the company's nickel-plated cinemas can indeed empty the wallets of penniless prisoners. But what about in dreams? Unfortunately, before they even realize it, my lawyer friends have already successfully secured my name on the patent for dream-bubble cinema technology.
They needed to make more money, to put the prisoners' last savings into their own pockets. So, they set up a company for me and gave me the position of chairman. Of course, the real manager was that "dear" Inspector General, McCoy Dennell.
Reporter: I remember back then you were often called a lackey of the company. But now, Grady Pictures should be considered a completely new company, right?
Greta: Yes, that's also thanks to Mr. McCoy's overconfidence. He really did give me, as honorary chairman, a share of the profits, almost like charity. See, the prisoners' savings, which would have gone 100% back to the company, now have a small tributary flowing into my hands. It's better than nothing, but it still successfully brought some start-up capital to Pinocchio's "war of independence."
McCoy died while suppressing the rebellion, and the original Grady Film Company became history. But the nickel theaters and assets he left behind became the foundation for our later reconstruction of the film industry. In that sense, I should thank him—especially for dying a good death.
Reporter: Greta Films has not only imported a large number of excellent films, but also cultivated many local up-and-coming talents. In the face of increasingly fierce competition, what would you like to say to the younger generation?
Greta: I hope everyone can make films with passion, not profit. I also hope that Pinocchio will have its own world-renowned masterpieces in the future.
In addition, we sincerely invite talents in the field of dream-building technology to join Greedy Pictures to further improve the still immature dream bubble film technology and provide better works for everyone.
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Saber: [It seems he's not some completely heinous person.]
Gold Sands: [Everything has two sides, just like the boy who slays the dragon ends up becoming the dragon himself; no one knows what he'll become later.]
Star*Excited*: [So we're going to have a dragon girl?]
Placer gold: [........................]
Gold dust: [Sometimes I feel helpless because I feel out of place.]
Archer*Seriously*: [Dragon Girl? A bit tricky.]
Saber*Thinks*: [Indeed difficult to deal with.]
Gold Dust* (speechless): [Never mind, forget I said anything.]
The Lone King remained silent; he was no longer interested in the silent play, but rather in what Eve wanted to do.
Eve told him not to use a Noble Phantasm that could have been cleaved in two with a single sword strike.
Gold Sands: [We've arrived.]
Sand Gold pushed open the door and found Robin and Miss Note surrounded by a bunch of television sets.
At this moment, the director's cut audio track also came out: "A gentle, harmonious force floats in the narrow space, and at its center, two singers are guiding the lost."
Director's cut audio track: "At the same time, evil vengeful spirits also came after them, determined to tear these extraterrestrial visitors to shreds and devour them!"
Xing: [You cowardly bastard who bullies the weak and fears the strong!]
Director's cut audio track: "No matter what you plan to do, it's too late."
Just when everyone thought the robin was about to be in danger, the golden thread wrapped around Miss Note's wrist instantly grabbed all the monsters and slammed their heads onto the floor in an almost brutal manner.
There was no sound, but subtitles were displayed everywhere: [Oh! My CRT! Ah! Don't hit my screen with the microphone! Ouch! Bang bang bang, bang bang bang.]
Xing: [This is not suitable for children!]
Gold dust: [Are you a child?]
Xing: [I'm only three months old.]
Placer gold: [........................]
While they were chatting, Miss Note had already dealt with all the monsters present, smashing them all to pieces without exception.
Robin*Serious*: [That's it? The guards at Asdna prison were much tougher to deal with back in the day.]
Director's cut audio track: "Bravo! Truly the most beautiful flower of Pinocchio, equally outstanding in both dramatic and action scenes."
Miss Note: [This shoddy costumes and props, and this messy plot—thinking about it, there's no one else but you, Gray.]
Miss Note: [I finally crawled out of my grave, stop waking my eyes with your lousy movies!]
Star*Excited*: [There seems to be a love-hate relationship involved here!]
Director's cut audio track: "Of course, leaving the set to the actors is the way a director survives."
Saber: [Gentlemen, we meet again. As a Caster, your fighting style... is truly refreshing.]
Saber: [However you look at it, this can't really be considered a battle of magicians... It seems that in Pinocchio, the definition of "caster" is quite broad.]
Archer: [Really? I think it's quite normal.]
Saber: [You, who fight with dual swords, have no right to make judgments.]
Star: [Eve's mom is clearly a mage, yet she always uses a sword.]
Archer: [A melee mage? Interesting, I'm becoming more and more interested in her.]
Seeing their conversation, the lonely king suddenly fell silent, as if he were thinking about something.
Saber: [Sigh, I really don't understand you guys.]
Sand Gold: [Don't you know that in early MMORPGs, mages could equip one-handed swords?]
Xing: [So that's how it is? No wonder I remember a mage stealing a warrior's one-handed sword that was talked about from season 1 to season 6.]
Robin: [Thanks to Miss Note's protection, I was able to successfully use the power of harmony to find the right direction.]
Robin: [███, I just saw your back as you fought, and even though you couldn't say your name, I already guessed it. You are a great man, I can say that with certainty.]
Miss Note: [Master, this cannot change the status quo. Without a true name, I will remain just a powerless iris florist.]
Saber: [No, your selfless act of protecting your Master just now proves that you are an exceptionally skilled Servant.]
Miss Note: [You wouldn't understand the despair of not even owning your own name, when all your value has been crushed.]
Director's cut audio track: "That's right, utterly incapable, barely able to protect even their own Master, let alone win this Holy Grail War."
Director's cut audio track: "Why not cooperate with us, just like before? ███, as long as you win, the Holy Grail will grant all your wishes."
Miss Note: [Shut up! You're an idiot whose artistic cultivation is worse than that of an automatic musical instrument! Your work isn't even as artistically valuable as a piece of discarded film—]
Miss Note sighed heavily: "...Greddy, I'm sorry, I went too far. But why did you do this? You used to be..."
Greta, hidden in the voice-over, also sighed, her voice filled with infinite sorrow—
Director's cut audio track: "Of course it's because I was summoned. Alas, even in death, forgotten by all, Pinocchio, like a miser, greedily clutches our souls. Cheer up, sweetheart, this time at least there's a chance to rewrite the failures of our past lives."
Director's cut audio track: "The atmosphere is too dull, this won't do! Let's welcome the final scene of 'Midnight Chainsaw Fantasy'! At the end of the hotel filled with vengeful spirits, true evil awaits you."
Suddenly, Scott's face appeared on all the old television sets on the ground.
Sand Gold: [Wow, the director really went all out this time.]
Scott the Thousand Faces: "Greddy, is this what you meant by 'give me greater power'?"
Greta: "The surviving protagonist has finally reached the depths of the hotel, where the evil spirit appears through the screen. I'll concentrate all the lighting and special effects on you, and I'll 'mold' you into an invincible monster."
Greta: "Lydon Scott, you will become a massive army of evil spirits and a classic horror character that will go down in film history."
Scott the Thousand Faces: "Let's get this fired up! Star, everything I've lost, you'll pay me back a thousandfold today!"
Saber: [Honestly, the tenacity with which this guy is clinging to you is something even the most frenzied hounds of Britain would envy. Master, what exactly did you do to him?]
Star*shakes head*: [It's my fault for being young and impetuous...]
Scott the Thousand Faces: "Youthful arrogance? My miserable life, forced to learn animal sounds and demoted and transferred because of your interference, is casually attributed to 'your youthful arrogance'?"
Xing: [Isn't there Eve's mom? Why don't you go and recruit her?]
Scott the Thousand Faces: "Eve... Director... cough cough, the director must have been bewitched by you! Just you wait, I'll avenge Director Eve!"
Scott the Thousand Faces: "Star... and the bunch of extras around you, they can only be arrogant for a few seconds."
Scott the Thousand Faces: "A continuous stream of power is surging through my body, splitting! One Scott, two Scotts, three Scotts... My head is itchy, there are two I'm stuck on."
Greedy: "Master, your lines! Read your entrance lines!"
"Okay, okay."
Scott the Thousand Faces: "Fear me, mortals! I am everywhere—in the shadows, in your dreams, behind you! Now, I, Scott the Thousand Faces, master of the wolves, will tear everything apart!"
Suddenly, a red robot appeared.
Scott's face appeared on the screen in an extremely abstract animation.
Star: [Okay..... Abstract.]
Gold dust: [This is the most abstract I've ever seen.]
Star* (clenched fist): 【Baby, I love you so much! Okay, watch me take you back to the company!】
Furious Scott: "Send me back to the company, huh! I have seven ways to kill you all, seven ways!"
Scott, feeling jealous: "Let me show you what it means for quantitative change to lead to qualitative change!"
Greedy Scott: "Scott, did you make a mistake in this play?"
Arrogant Scott: "Easy for you to say. Weren't you just getting beaten up and screaming?"
Suddenly, Saber made the first move, appearing to Scott's right side at an instant, invisible to the naked eye, and unleashing a powerful strike with her short sword.
At that moment, Archer nocked his short sword to his bow and launched it like a meteor.
The subtitle "[Bang]" appeared.
Scott vanished from his spot in the blink of an eye and reappeared on the ceiling.
"Hahahaha, with Director Eve away, I'm invincible!"
Suddenly, the objects behind them were swept up by the wind.
With a single swing of his sword, the Lone King unleashed a terrifying storm that pierced through Scott and the ceiling behind him.
When the storm subsided, Scott was already a pile of red parts.
Archer: [Wow, that's strong, but why does it feel more and more like Caster?]
Saber nodded: "Miss Note does resemble Berserker."
Miss Note, after witnessing this scene, fell into deep thought.
At this moment, Scott's face reappeared on the old television set.
Serious Scott: "Today we gather here to deeply remember the many Scotts who sacrificed their lives, and to commemorate their repeated acts of self-sacrifice..."
Xing: [You seem to have switched channels; this is the lyrics from the other show.]
Scott, still stubbornly insisting, said, "If it weren't for these burdens holding us back, I would have won long ago!"
Lone Wolf Scott: "A true lone wolf always walks alone; only a mob travels in packs."
Scott retorted, "You bastard, you hid in the back the whole time. My eyelashes did more work than you."
Scott and his ilk took turns offering their opinions, frantically trying to shirk responsibility.
After all, they had taken the company's survival rules to the extreme.
We absolutely cannot take the blame for this.
Saber sighed: "Sigh, there's absolutely no honor in fighting against someone like that."
Star*helplessly*: [You'll get used to it.]
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