Block side.

The old used car did not start the engine at the first time, and intermittent quarrels and increasingly high curses came from the car, indicating that the two sides in the car seemed to be having a fierce debate.

This undoubtedly gave Zhao Yuan some time to think.

His eyes fell on the description in the system prompts, especially the word "material" for a few seconds.

Obviously, the generation of the system [Script Evolution] is not what he originally thought it would make out of nothing. On the contrary, it seems that some necessary medium is needed.

But where does the medium come from?

Looking at the flashing prompts on the data panel, Zhao Yuan couldn't help but feel a little headache.

By chance, the system repaired is mostly in a half-dead stage. Fortunately, it will not crash anymore, so naturally there is no other humanized introduction function.

This leads to the prompts about the plot material that jumped out is also full of beginning and end, which makes people confused at all.

Under the street lights in the neighborhood.

The fierce quarrels from the old used cars began to weaken, reminding Zhao Yuan of the urgency of time.

With the buzzing engine sound, used cars parked on the roadside of the block began to be started, and the quarrels in the car began to become vague.

Obviously, this quarrel has already been answered.

As the first attempt of the system is about to end like this, the "escape" drama of the desperate couple will continue to develop normally.

The brows on Zhao Yuan's face were frowned tightly, and a feeling of unwillingness emerged.

"Where should I find the materials prompted by the system? You can't just do anything casually, right?"

He picked up a ballpoint pen and Zhao Yuan muttered with a murmur.

At this moment, he had actually made up his mind to give up.

However, it was at this moment.

As he looked at him, under the page of the system [Script Evolution], a new line of text emerged in a crooked manner.

"Ding! The materials do not match! Please invest materials that match the plot!"

"It's really easy!"

The content that appeared again in the system made Zhao Yuan's face slightly sluggish.

If it weren't for this unintentional action, he might not have thought that the material prompted by the system would be able to get it so simple.

The relationship is too complicated for me before.

Although there were some thoughts in my heart, Zhao Yuan did not allow him to hesitate any more in reality.

“The material does not match?!”

His eyes swept over the prompts that reappeared in the system, especially the words "compliant with the plot". He chewed in his heart for a few times. The content of the script he had created in the system flashed quickly in his mind, and finally frozen in a small paragraph.

"If all the guesses are correct!"

Recalling his description in the script, Zhao Yuan ran to the dilapidated desk in the living room of the apartment he was in in three steps, and reached out to open one of the drawers.

In the drawer, what appears is an old music box covered with mottled and scratches.

As mentioned before, Zhao Yuan was not the first owner of this cheap apartment in Compton. He had been renting this place before.

What they left behind were in addition to the graffiti holes that could not be eliminated on the walls and the moldy and greasy on the floor, and some small objects that could be seen everywhere in the room.

For example, if Zhao Yuan hadn't discovered this music box in the desk drawer occasionally when he opened it, he might never have known that there was such a childlike thing in the room he lived in.

However, if it develops normally according to the general.

This music box placed in the drawer is likely to have experienced the fate of being quietly staying in its place like the past, until it is disliked by a tenant living in the apartment and thrown into the garbage.

However, the situation seems to have developed differently now.

Take out the music box in the drawer and blow away the dust from the music box with your mouth.

Zhao Yuan held the music box in one hand, but his eyes were firmly staring at the broken data panel of the system.

"Ding! The material is in line with it, and 200 points of plot generation must be invested [Plot Value]. Please select the plot evolution location!"

On the data panel, the prompt that kept flashing also jumped from the original inconsistency prompt to the new content.

"You also need to choose an evolutionary location!"

Seeing the evolution location selection that the system jumped out after the material was confirmed, Zhao Yuanhao almost sprayed out of his mouth without a mouthful of blood.

In the past, he read the protagonist system in those novels, and they were all directly in one step. The host spent too much effort. Why did he get to his place of material and evolution, so many steps?

I said, why a system looks like this is not without a reason.

This operation is too unsmooth and simply affects the experience.

Although, I feel dissatisfied with the use of the system [Script Evolution] function.

However, it has reached this point, and even the key material problems have been solved, so Zhao Yuan naturally has no intention of giving up at the last moment.

At this moment, he did not hesitate much and immediately chose the evolution location based on the description of the script.

"Choose the evolution location - the car!"

"Ding! The evolution location is confirmed. The total amount of 300 points of [Plot Value] is required to be invested in the evolution of the script, whether to evolve!"

Sure enough, as Zhao Yuan guessed, the choice of the script evolution location is the last step of the system's [Script Evolution] function, and after he finished choosing, the entire [Script Evolution] can finally be started.

"What else is there to do? Of course it's going to do it!"

After going through so many ups and downs, as long as Zhao Yuan’s consciousness is still normal, it is impossible to make a decision to no.

And the next moment he gave a firm answer.

An invisible force began to surge from the system data panel. Under the influence of this force, the music box in his hand quickly turned into a ray of light and dissipated and merged into it.

【Evolution begins】

Looking at the words appearing on the system data panel, Zhao Yuan, who had been tense in the apartment, could finally breathe a breath.

With his eyes on, the picture on the panel also transformed into a narrow interior shot.

There is no doubt that this is the realistic evolution of the system script.

But, looking at the cracked picture.

Zhao Yuan was speechless again.

The cracks on the screen really affect the visual experience.

...

Click—

Just as Zhao Yuan watched the evolution of the script through the system.
Chapter completed!