I Forged the Myth of the Ancient Overlords
Chapter 775 - 775 774. When in Doubt Watch Zombie Movies_1

Chapter 775: 774. When in Doubt, Watch Zombie Movies_1 Chapter 775: 774. When in Doubt, Watch Zombie Movies_1 The text was written on the ground, and though Lu Ban wasn’t quite sure whether it had been there before, at this moment, he saw that the words appeared as if they had long been inscribed upon the earth, indelible and unbreakable.

Lu Ban raised his hand and saw some silver text emerge above, forming some kind of explanation.

[Text, a thing that conveys information, created by humans, simple and practical!]

[This handwriting comes from Feng Yu; she personally wrote down this passage]

[At least for now, she’s still alive]

Lu Ban confirmed that this was written by Feng Yu, not something penned by the entity that had taken control of her phone in an attempt to deceive him.

Then, the meaning of these words became interesting.

“The camera, mustn’t stop?”

Lu Ban glanced at the camera in Scott’s hand; Feng Yu knew she was with a group of college students making a film, so was she reminding herself to keep filming?

He quickly associated this with the rules of the strange being.

The current situation in the city of Miskatonic, with its citizens’ condition, it was hard not to consider the influence of the strange being – then perhaps one of the creature’s rules was to keep the cameras rolling.

But Scott had been filming Wes the whole time, and yet that hadn’t stopped the citizens.

Lu Ban felt puzzled.

He crouched down, placing his hand on the ground.

Some silver text emerged.

[The earth is humble, not quite suitable for cultivation.]

[Stepping on it is hard, isn’t that to be expected?]

[It’s best not to harbor any improper thoughts, it’s painfully irritating.]

Unremarkable, nothing worthy of attention.

Lu Ban also rubbed his hand across the ground.

“It does hurt a bit.”

He very much agreed with the sentiment of the text.

By the time he stood up, Scott had already returned to where Lu Ban and Wes were sitting on the ground, holding a notebook.

“Here, this is our script, but James believes in improvisation. There’s very little dialogue in this script; we strive for a genuine on-site performance,” Scott said as he handed the script to Lu Ban, explaining at the same time.

Lu Ban flipped through it briefly; it was indeed quite rudimentary.

Just a simplified and rudimentary horror story plot that any college student could conjure up.

A group of students were planning to film a horror movie tied to a film festival, but after arriving in Miskatonic, they really encountered a monster attack. The film would be shot from a first-person perspective with a handheld camera, documenting the students’ final plight.

Indeed, some content was marked in it, like the classic horror movie tropes: “The protagonist is surrounded by a group of citizens, unable to escape,” “A terrifying incident occurs in a hotel at night, and the protagonist hears strange sounds,” “A chase in the underground parking lot, where a character is sacrificed,” “Escape to freedom as the protagonists embrace and cry at dawn.”

As for the dialogue, there was hardly any, not even a proper script; everything relied on on-site performance.

This did not mean that the movie’s director was a newbie who didn’t understand anything; on the contrary, the story was about a group of college students ready to film a horror movie, so capturing their words and behaviors on camera would become the best movie material. What performance could be more real than actually doing it?

Of course, the lack of a fixed script could lead to a problem of not being able to wrap up the film afterwards, hence many low-budget movies end up with a wildly improvised finale, and just having an ending is already a triumph over ninety percent of other films.

It seems like James, the director, really believes in improvisation.

In movie enthusiast circles, it’s commonly joked about how certain pivotal scenes and dialogues are the result of an actor’s spur-of-the-moment improvisation, like the Joker’s first time pressing the detonator at the hospital went dead, followed by the frantic subsequent pressing.

So, many new directors long to capture such spontaneous performances.

Excellent improvisation, of course, is the mark of a master, but if the actor and director don’t have enough experience and a profound understanding of filmmaking, and if they can’t handle a script properly, then such spur-of-the-moment acting merely becomes a common trick.

Lu Ban didn’t have much to comment on, he just quietly noted some upcoming plot points in the script.

It seemed that they were going to film a metaphysical horror movie where the protagonists were being chased by an unknown monster, which, from this perspective, was still not bad.

As everyone knows, North America is infamous for its zombie enthusiasts, to the extent that six to eight out of ten B-movies here are about zombies, and even serious movies and TV shows often feature the undead.

In these works, as the stories deepen, the zombies are far from common appearances; running, jumping, even having superpowers are all considered normal.

According to the zombie rules, “Game of Thrones” could also be a zombie film, with hordes of undead invading, humans’ scheming against each other in the face of external threats, and ultimately defeating the zombies—all the classic elements of a zombie movie are there, even including the series’ infamous bad ending.

For these college students from Boston to choose to make a horror film without zombies, Lu Ban thought it was already a great leap for mankind.

He handed the script back to Scott and then took another look at the camera in his hand.

“Your camera can start filming now; it might be an interesting plot point if this group of college students discovers that their script keeps coming true.”

“…Yes, just like ‘The Madman’s Mouth’!”

Scott picked up the camera and started filming Wes.

“Back off, don’t bother me.”

Wes waved his hand dismissively. He was not in the mood to film, his recent experience had left him with a sense of fear as if he had narrowly escaped death. Wes pulled up his sleeve to check the spot where the townspeople had grabbed him.

Then, Wes found deep black handprints on his skin, as if they were marked by a hand soaked in ink.

He tried to rub these marks off but found that the dark bruises seemed ingrained in his skin, difficult to erase.

Although there was no pain, the handprints gave an extremely unsettling sensation, and Wes felt a surge of palpitations.

After rubbing for a while, he noticed that the bruising seemed to spread a bit further, moving up his arm to his upper arm.

Wes rubbed his eyes, thinking he was seeing things.

“What’s wrong?”

Scott’s camera swung back towards him.

“I told you to stop filming.”

Wes immediately rolled down his sleeve and raised his hand to block the shot.

“But Director Lu Ban told me not to stop filming.”

Scott turned the camera towards Lu Ban.

“That’s right, no matter what, don’t stop filming,”

Lu Ban reminded.

He glanced again at the second sentence left by Feng Yu.

[I’ll be waiting for you at the ending]

The meaning behind this sentence was worth pondering.

Was this conclusion related to the previous instruction not to stop filming?

Did it mean that if the movie was finished, Lu Ban would be able to see Feng Yu?

If Feng Yu could anticipate all this, then her situation might not be as dire as he feared.

And in what manner did she leave these messages?

Lu Ban felt there were still many issues to unravel, with both this matter and the city itself.

Thinking this, he came up with a plan.