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Chapter 409

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"I didn't expect those terrifying Nephilic Judges to be afraid of the Banshee's Shriek."

Kerendo III held the 'record' given to him by Josiah. This' record 'was the first record of the Banshee Band under the Venerated Skeleton. After Josiah's' ghostly animal 'treatment, it was a fully enhanced version.

Even after Kerendo III finished listening, his ears were still slightly deaf.

Even if the Shriek had no magic injected by the Banshee, the sound alone could make people feel mental pollution.

"The Nephilic Judges are mentally unstable. The diary mentioned that they must listen to the hymns from the church choir regularly. Even if they go out on a long mission, they need the choir members to follow them," said Josiah.

"Karana once gave me a record that recorded Miss Taylin's singing. I didn't expect there to be a record with the Banshee as the singer."

Kerendo III held the raw crystal that recorded the Banshee's Shriek in his hand and studied it.

"I plan to circulate the record in the Falosi market as a commodity. I will let my tax officer come to talk to you about this business. Whether it is Miss Taylin's singing or the singing of these Banshee ladies, they will definitely be popular."

"No problem. Take this as a gift," said Josiah.

Kerendo III didn't leave in a hurry after finding a way to identify the Nephilic Judges. His eyes were still looking around the "Avatar" set.

"I heard from Karana that the production of" Avatar "is coming to an end soon, right?" asked Kerendo III.

"The progress of the shooting has reached the final part. It won't take long to complete the production of this movie. Would Your Majesty like to see the sample first?"

Josiah pointed to the filming equipment behind him. The raw crystals that stored the shooting samples were stored there and guarded by the Purple Shirt Judge.

"No! Before any wonderful drama is completed, I refuse to watch or hear people mention it in any form. "

After looking at the filming equipment Josiah pointed to, Kerendo III's excited mood gradually calmed down.

"After 'Avatar' ends, I will arrange the best stage for this performance. Whether it is the Central Theater in Falosi or the Fountain of Holy Sound Theater in the bustling city, it will appear. But Josiah, whether it is me or Karana, we don't just want this movie to bloom in Falosi."

"I also have the same idea as Lady Sizer."

Josiah knew this was the reason why Kerendo III supported the filming of "Avatar". His ambition was not just to have 'Avatar' screened in Falosi.

"Whether it is the people of Bismael or the people of Osta, they all look down on the art that we, the people of Falosi, cherish. I used to think that the stage was the limit of acting, until the appearance of the movie, I finally saw the light of hope. After 'Avatar' is screened, I will send messengers to the Iron Nation and the Land of Frost …" Kerendo III was about to express his views on his grand future when he was interrupted by Josiah.

"Your Majesty, you … don't have to send messengers to the Land of Frost," said Josiah.

"Land of Frost? That's right, the people of the Land of Frost are indeed not in the mood to appreciate this great art. "

No, the civil war had long ended! Their king did not need anyone else to promote the movie. He was already addicted to it and could not extricate himself.

Josiah complained in his heart, but he did not say it out loud.

"Let's talk about this in the future. There are still many things that I need to deal with in Falosi. Thank you again for your help, Josiah … I have a small request." After Kerendo III obtained the method to identify the judges, he was eager to return to Falosi, but he stopped before he left.

"Please speak."

"In the last part of 'Avatar', can I have a role? I don't need too many lines," said Kerendo III.

So this king wanted to satisfy his craving for the movie? Josiah nodded and agreed to this request.

Under Josiah's gaze, Kerendo III returned to Falosi with the Primordial Crystal. It seemed like he was preparing to conduct a 'census'.

A new notification popped up not long after the king left. Josiah opened the magic net and found that it was a message from Qianmian.

Josiah looked at the message from Qianmian. It was a photo, a photo of the castle hall in the capital of the Land of Frost.

The Dark Elf had obviously taken the photo from high up in the sky. This photo clearly captured the majestic scenery in front of the castle.

Unknown flowers floated down from the sky. Hundreds of knights in silver armor stood on both sides of the red carpet with longswords in their hands. A figure in the same armor slowly walked towards the castle in the middle.

'The coronation ceremony of the new king,' the Dark Elf added a caption.

'When you return, I will give you a good holiday. Do you have any rewards you want?'

Josiah felt that not only did he have to ask the Wise Ones to prepare for the Nobel Prize, he probably also had to ask for a Pulitzer Prize or something.

'I don't have time to rest. If you really want to give me any rewards, make more games that can satisfy Princess Jun.'

'Yes, I will.'

Josiah felt that he should be moved to tears by such a dedicated employee.

But now was not the time to be moved. Josiah looked at the camera equipment behind him. Since Mrs. Sizer gave the entire Black Swan a half-day holiday, perhaps Josiah could write a few small modules for My World.

"I think you should rest for half a day," Hiri said as she watched Josiah open the magic net and bring up the interface for writing magic net inscriptions.

"Don't underestimate the energy of a Chaos Demon."

Josiah could not deny that the physical quality of a Chaos Demon was really too strong. After learning the meditation of the spellcasters, Josiah's programming efficiency increased to a terrifying level.

"Speaking of which, I'm thinking about whether to port Hearthstone to the magic net," Josiah said.

"If that's the case, the Hearthstone Tavern would have no business at all."

Hiri sneaked a glance at the purple-clothed person. The purple-clothed person sighed and waved his hand to indicate that he did not mind her.

"Yes, so before the magic net's economic system goes online, I plan to give this version of Hearthstone to a few specific people. Just like how Minecraft can only be played by those who have applied for the test."

As time went on, Josiah became more and more familiar with the inscriptions of this world. It also made Josiah feel that this was a self-contained programming system, as if the gods of this world had deliberately written it down.

"Then … count me in," Hiri said.

"You'll have to wait until I actually make it."

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