Fallosi Central Theatre.

Minister Diaz was honored to sit next to Cronto III.

Cronto III did not choose to sit in the VIP seat at the Central Theater, but sat in an ordinary seat like a visitor.

Minister Diaz sat next to the noble king, although he was quite honored, he was still a little restless.

"Look, those old guys are all here." Crondo III sat at the top of the audience, where you could clearly see the audience sitting below.

"Master Brad and Master Kelson, they really don't like the movies."

Minister Dias answered Crondo III's words stiffly. Perhaps only Crondo III dared to call those masters of writing "old guys".

"Aren't you one of them too? Dias." Crondo III whispered.

This sentence made Minister Dias stiff all over, and he almost felt his heart stop beating.

"Your Majesty Crondo, I...I..." Just as Minister Dias tried to defend himself, Crondo III reached out and patted him on the shoulder.

"I can understand how you feel, Dias."

Crondo III looked at the audience sitting below. Part of them were the respected nobles of Fallosi, and the other part was the well-known playwright of Fallosi. Before they took their seats, they would nod and greet Crondo III.

"I love Fallosi's stage plays, and my passion for stage plays is no less than any of you," said Crondo III.

This sentence made Minister Dias slightly stunned. He had heard some conservative old men complained that the king was too "loving the new and tired of the old" and "actually praised the experience of the demon, believing that it was far better than Farosy's traditional art.

But in fact, this is not the case.

"Farossi's stage play is the best, right? This art form combines the essence of Farossi for thousands of years. It cannot be replaced at all, and I once firmly believed." Cronto III's fingers crossed, and his low voice was extremely complicated.

"But when I first watched the 'movie' that Canara brought back from Nolan, I felt more unwilling to accept it than to appreciate it."

"Your Majesty..." Minister Diaz had gradually understood Crondo III's mood, and his heart became a little sad.

"At that moment, I realized the limit of a stage play. The expression form and method of dissemination of 'movies' have completely surpassed the stage play. So... I am unwilling to give up. I also thought of refusing to let 'movies' enter Fallosi, but is this really useful?" Crondo III looked at the figure sitting in the front of the audience. It was Mrs. Sizzer.

"The answer is that there is no effect. Even if I refuse, the Chaos Demon can still make many excellent movies. The people will never foolishly choose the past. Kalana happily chose to accept the future. As the ruler of Farosi, I cannot let the Farosi people lag behind any country in the art form of performance."

Secretary Diaz listened to Crondo III's plain narrative. If it weren't for the lack of extra space around, he would have probably fallen to the ground and listened to this.

This king is regretting the passing of an era, and this regret is still the most powerless kind of "even if you want to resist, you can't do anything."

"The stage play will not die, it will remain forever in the memory of the Farosi people, and the appearance of the 'movie' injected new vitality into the Farosi's art."

Crondo III swept away the dullness before, and his voice was full of expectations.

"Dias, perhaps the stage play cannot be recognized by the Biskeles and Ostas, but the movie must be possible!" said Crondo III.

"But your Majesty, the people of the Iron Kingdom have too much prejudice against Farosi. I really can't imagine the scene where those rude guys would sit in the audience obediently."

Minister Diaz still has no confidence in his mission.

Cronto III did not answer him because the screens in the theater had officially emitted a slight ray.

The slightly noisy talk in the audience disappeared instantly.

Minister Dias did not complain to Cronto III anymore. Judging from Cronto III's attitude, he had to take on this task.

The only thing Minister Dias can do now is to find some highlights from this "movie", some highlights that can attract the "barbarians" of the Kingdom of Steel who do not understand what art is, are also interested in.

A primeval forest shrouded in the mist reflected in the eyes of Minister Dias, and there was a dense drum sound.

"When I was lying in a military hospital, my limbs were almost incomplete."

The low monologue of the male protagonist in the movie suddenly sounded, and Minister Dias felt that the voice seemed to be right in his ears.

The primeval forest in the picture seemed to be right in front of him, and he could touch it just by reaching out his hand.

Can you watch a performance that is no different from reality? Secretary Dias first thought of this promotional highlight of the 'movie' at the beginning.

The big reason why the people of the Iron Country don’t like stage plays is that the performance of stage plays is really ‘too false’, and all performances are limited to one stage.

The movie is completely different. At this moment, Minister Dias only feels like he is in the primitive jungle.

Then the dim light, Minister Dias immediately took out a note and pen and began to write down the "highlights" of the movie he thought of. When he was waiting for the future to go to the Kingdom of Steel, he would fool the group of barbarians to watch it.

Minister Dias just wrote down the first one, and the scene of the original forest suddenly disappeared, and instead the protagonist woke up in a sealed environment.

"People don't dream when sleeping in low temperatures..."

What is this? In the coffin? Minister Dias remembered a drama where the male protagonist wakes up from the coffin and takes revenge, but the plot follows far beyond the limits that Minister Dias imagines.

"Tommy is a scientist, I'm not..."

Accompanied by the male protagonist's monologue, the "coffin" was suddenly pulled away by something, and the scenery outside the "coffin" made Minister Dias stop the recorded actions in his hand.

It was a space composed of metal and magical particles that gushed out. The protocronite stone lamp, which was already very familiar to him, gave him a strange feeling in this movie.

The people around them floated in the air like the "suspense technique" of the magic of order.

Where is the protagonist?!

The same question filled the minds of all the audiences present, including Minister Dias.

"He wants to find new planes in outer space and find a new destination for humans." The hero's next monologue revealed some information again.

New...plane?

A large number of problems occupied the minds of Minister Dias.

"You have been frozen for five years, nine months and twenty-two days in the low temperature." The person who looked like a pharmacist shouted at everyone in the picture.

Low temperature freezing… Secretary Dias has heard that some magicians who learn the frost system will freeze themselves into ice sculptures in order to get a longer life span.

But what exactly is these people willing to freeze the temperature for so long? Escape?

The next second, the picture suddenly drifted away, and in a void space, a giant made of steel slowly floated in the space.

After refracting a blue sphere along the metal on the surface of the behemoth, the pen in Minister Diaz fell to the ground.
Chapter completed!