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Chapter 239 - 239 238. Madmans Mouth PV2_1

Chapter 239: 238. “Madman’s Mouth” PV2_1 Chapter 239: 238. “Madman’s Mouth” PV2_1 After reading this article, Lu Ban had roughly grasped a few points.

First, although he was now a master in the horror film genre, he couldn’t always make horror movies; he needed to prove himself by making films in other genres as well.

Second, if Lu Ban continued to make horror movies, he would soon be overtaken by others, and if he didn’t transform in time, he would be toppled by the newcomers.

“Why should I go make movies in other genres?”

Lu Ban found this quite incredible.

Logically, if a person is good at something, then they should stick to it; forcing oneself to do what they aren’t good at is just asking for trouble—this is common sense.

If Lu Ban really listened to these analyses and started making romance or popcorn movies, that would truly be a disaster.

Moreover, Lu Ban’s movies weren’t just for his own satisfaction but also for the peace of the world. After witnessing the events in the Abandoned Capital, Lu Ban became more and more convinced that enhancing the world’s acceptance of knowledge from the Foreign Domain was the best way to maintain civilization amidst upcoming changes.

If pollution was unstoppable, then it was better to adapt proactively rather than to accept it passively.

Lu Ban even speculated that the source of this pollution, those Indescribable entities of greatness, might rely on first transforming themselves and then polluting their surroundings to maintain their existence, actively losing a part of their reason to avoid total madness.

Of course, if that were really the case, then the world was indeed nearly at its end.

Ignoring the content of the article, Lu Ban uploaded his second trailer in late March.

Journalist Wang Qing from “Film Report,” the first person to have interviewed Lu Ban face to face, had been paying close attention to this director’s every move since his movies became hits.

And then, Wang Qing noticed that Lu Ban was truly Unmoving.

Beside the routine movie promotions, Lu Ban’s social media accounts were very inactive, occasionally taking pictures of a stray cat downstairs or posting about what he ate today—very casual, very personal.

The most noteworthy for the fans were probably the occasional book reflections and movie reviews that Lu Ban posted.

People tried to capture Lu Ban’s recent movements and the direction of his future works through these brief remarks.

But these reflections and movie reviews were also quite abstract.

For example, after watching a romance movie, Lu Ban’s remark was “The dog in the movie acted very well, very cute; I want to keep one.” And then many fans expressed in the comments their desire to be Lu Ban’s dog.

Or after reading a biography, Lu Ban’s comment was “The book is interesting, this person is interesting,” and then the comments speculated whether Lu Ban was going to invite this guy into his Silent project’s films.

The most recent status was a photo of an empty living room taken on Lu Ban’s phone, with a large mirror on the sofa that reflected nothing.

The accompanying text was “Cleaned the house, very tidy.”

The comments below discussed how the color of the sofa suggested that his next work would have a tragic ending.

“Their thinking is too divergent, these people.”

Wang Qing felt they were thinking too much.

But he took a closer look at the photo and sensed something was amiss.

Wang Qing had visited Lu Ban’s home and knew the layout of his living room. So, to get this angle in the photo, Lu Ban definitely needed to stand in front of the mirror.

Then, why was there no reflection of Lu Ban in the mirror?

Wang Qing took a sharp breath and didn’t dare to think further.

Indeed, he had encountered some unusual events at Lu Ban’s home.

He had heard that some film and TV stars resort to unorthodox practices to boost their luck, maybe Lu Ban was one of them.

Otherwise, how could a normal person come up with such deranged plots and visuals?

While pondering, Wang Qing saw that Lu Ban had suddenly made an update.

[“Madman’s Mouth” PV2]

Although the name was simple, the information it conveyed was explosive.

Wang Qing clicked on it without hesitation.

“A minute and a half, that’s quite long.”

For a preview alone, a minute and a half was already lengthy, not to mention that the first PV was released less than a month ago. Now they had updated with a second one, indicating that the production was progressing nicely.

Normally, consecutive releases of trailers only started about two months before a film’s premiere.

“Could it be that we’ll be able to see this film this year?”

Upon pressing play, Wang Qing first saw a person with a haggard face and deep dark circles under his eyes. Around him, it seemed as if something was writhing in the shadows of the people.

“I saw those things, they were swimming in the shadows, I knew, I had to take action…”

A voiceover came through, seemingly a confession from this person, spoken in a frantic tone that appeared quite neurotic.

The scene shifted to another person, standing in front of an oil painting depicting strange and frenzied monsters. Wang Qing wasn’t sure if it was an illusion, but it seemed as if the creatures on the painting were slowly crawling out, stepping from the virtual into reality.

“It’s real, it’s real, I saw it with my own eyes, that creature coming towards me…”

Another even more hysterical scream followed, sending a chill down Wang Qing’s spine. The overly bizarre painting gave him a strong sense of discomfort, akin to seeing a negative image of a portrait, making his skin crawl.

The image shifted again to a man with a drawn expression, as if void of thought, staring at the audience outside the video.

“I heard them coming out of the walls, from the ceiling, between tables and chairs, out of every place I could see, yes, that’s right…”

At that moment, from this man’s face, his ears, nostrils, mouth, and eyes, countless tiny spiders came crawling out. These spiders might have been only the size of sesame seeds, but they were numerous, covering the man’s face in a dense mass. Behind him, larger spiders crawled up the walls, enough to make one’s scalp tingle.

Wang Qing instinctively touched his face, only to feel as if he had touched some sort of tiny insect.

“Fuck!”

He hurriedly moved his hand away and saw it was just a small ant with wings that had somehow flown onto his face.

“Where did this ant come from?”

Wang Qing glanced at the tightly closed window.

At this moment, the preview shifted once again, showing a series of bizarre, mysterious, and dangerous scenes, such as the glass next to Lu Ban being penetrated by a bullet, a car racing across a field with monsters in hot pursuit, and the sound of creaking coming from above while three people were investigating a room.

Finally, the video paused on Shia vomiting, and the background music lightened considerably.

“Turns out, even a beautiful girl’s vomit stinks.”

After Lu Ban said these words, the relaxed atmosphere had just started to build up when a hideous monster suddenly appeared outside the car window.

The preview abruptly ended there, leaving only the title “The Madman’s Mouth.”

The title’s text was also stylized, with hand-written fonts twisted and disordered, giving an uncomfortable sensation as if just looking at these words was distressing.

“The completion level is so high!”

After watching the preview, Wang Qing’s immediate impression was this, the preview featured many scenes and special effects that he was well aware could not have been made solely for the trailer; they were obviously edited from materials that had already been well produced.

Meaning, the completion level of “The Madman’s Mouth” might far exceed everyone’s expectations!