The entirety of this series of conjectures and arrangements is built upon probabilities. Naturally, arriving at these guesses and probabilities is not something ordinary people can achieve. The reason Zheng Zha was so annoyed just now was precisely because he had fallen into Chu Xuan’s trap: he had already agreed for them to initiate the entire plot of the horror movie world. It was Chu Xuan who arranged for Wang Xia to spread the rumor that the protagonist possessed a Dragon Egg, which would certainly lead King Galbatorix to dispatch pursuers to hunt down the protagonist. At this juncture, even if Zheng Zha wanted to go back on his word, it was impossible. The original personnel in the capital had already departed; even if their Central Continent team had the strength to eliminate anyone, they had no idea how many people had left the capital, nor where they had gone... This was precisely what Zheng Zha had been worried about: once someone left the capital, they couldn't be killed, and consequently, if thirty days passed, everyone on the Central Continent team would be erased... He had made the decision to initiate the plot because he believed Chu Xuan, or rather, was misled by him. Now that he discovered Chu Xuan had been lying to him, Zheng Zha felt an intense urge to kill the man... especially when Chu Xuan uttered the words "I tricked you" while biting into an apple... "That's the basic situation."

Chu Xuan pulled out a cucumber from his robes at some unknown point and said while taking a bite, "Since matters have developed to this stage, we must proceed based on the assumption that side plots exist. In other words, abruptly destroying the entire capital with a Magical Artillery cannon is no longer feasible. We need someone to infiltrate the capital, locate Princess Arya, make contact with her, or perhaps rescue her. I imagine at that point, a 'Main God' notification will appear. What do you all think?" "What do you mean, 'matters have developed to this stage'!" Zheng Zha roared loudly, shaking with anger as he shouted at Chu Xuan, "You idiot! I’ve been repeating the same thing over and over: we are comrades! Why couldn't you tell us your guesses or plans beforehand? You treat me like an idiot every single time, and after scheming against me, you casually say, 'I tricked you.' What exactly do you take me for?" "Uh... perhaps a mortal wise one who can be deceived," Chu Xuan replied directly after a moment of thought.

"...Don't hold me back! Wang Xia, Imhotep, let go of me! I'm going to kill this idiot!" Another uproar erupted, and moments later, when quiet returned, Chu Xuan's already slightly swollen face was now completely puffed up. Yet, by the look of him, he still didn't seem to feel any pain, leisurely munching on his cucumber.

"...In any case, matters have progressed to this point..." Zheng Zha rubbed his forehead and said painfully, "Then we must first ascertain the location where Princess Arya is being held. Of course, directly attacking the capital isn't entirely impossible, but judging from the original plot, it seems only that mage named Shadow of Evil and King Galbatorix know her confinement location. To avoid alerting the enemy, it’s better to spend some time slowly infiltrating and searching for clues."

"Zhao Yingkong, you are responsible for sneaking into the Royal City. Try not to kill anyone unless absolutely necessary. If you encounter danger, switch personalities or contact us... Imhotep, you are responsible for scouting the villages outside the Royal City, try to keep a low profile. If possible, use your magic to control a few people. As I just said, if you encounter danger, you can kill, or you can contact us. Chu Xuan, Wang Xia, both of you stay nearby and be ready to provide support the moment any situation arises."

Everyone nodded. Wang Xia suddenly asked curiously, "And you? What are you planning to do?" "I'm going to thoroughly map out the entire situation of the Royal City. The key is the hidden forces within the city—I’m very concerned about that. Imhotep’s senses are, in some ways, superior to ours, after all, he is a creature of death... Perhaps this horror movie world is not as easy as we imagine."

Zheng Zha sighed when he finished speaking and then looked towards the location of the capital again.

"We have a little over two days left; let's try to complete this horror movie world within three days... I hope the young dragon on the other side can grow up quickly."

As Zheng Zha spoke, he piloted the Green Goblin Glider and flew towards the ground, gradually moving farther and farther away from the group.

At this moment, in a small village extremely far from the Royal City, the protagonist Eragon was running frantically through the undergrowth, accompanied by his uncle... Quite unluckily, his cousin had become separated in the forest not long after they fled, or perhaps he had been captured by the soldiers.

Even more unfortunately, the middle-aged warrior had clearly been defeated, otherwise, there wouldn't be so many additional soldiers tightly pursuing them. Compared to when they were in the village, the number of soldiers was even greater—at least a dozen soldiers were chasing them closely not far behind.

"What in the world did you steal! Why are so many soldiers chasing you?" Eragon's uncle asked breathlessly, having run out of energy for anger.

"...A Dragon Egg. It wasn't stolen; I just picked it up in the forest!" Although Eragon was also exhausted from running, he still clung to his final defense, persistently arguing.

"A Dragon Egg? That belongs to the King! And it’s a Dragon Egg that hatches a young dragon! You idiot, you’ll get everyone killed!" Upon hearing this, Eragon's uncle shouted in furious exasperation, but he kept running forward without daring to pause even for a moment, because more than ten soldiers were relentlessly pursuing them from behind.

"There! I see them! They are over there!" A scout suddenly shouted loudly. Compared to a commoner like Eragon, scouts in the army had learned many reconnaissance skills, especially for the jungle, which were vastly superior to Eragon’s. After the two ran another few hundred meters, the soldiers’ figures appeared behind them.

Eragon grew increasingly panicked as he ran. Seeing the soldiers closing the distance, with two of them even preparing to draw their bows, he panicked, his foot caught on a protruding tree trunk, and he tumbled head over heels into the mud. From a distance, an arrow shot directly into his calf. A military officer shouted loudly from afar, "Kill them! Kill them all! Once the Dragon Rider is killed, the dragon will die instantly too!" Hearing this, the soldier who had already lowered his bow immediately raised his longbow again. In Eragon’s arms, the young dragon could only cry out anxiously, but it did not suddenly grow larger. Just as Eragon was about to be struck down by an arrow, there was a sudden, loud bang. The soldier drawing the bow was suddenly blown apart at the waist, his two halves thrown flying by the immense force until they slammed into a large tree, completely dismembered.

"...The situation has changed. The young dragon didn't grow when the protagonist faced mortal danger. So I have to save them from danger first. It might take some more time for the dragon to grow. I’ll clear out these soldiers first. Zhang Heng, did you save that middle-aged warrior?" From a small hillside extremely far from the protagonist Eragon, Ling Dian lay prone, silently operating a Gauss sniper rifle. Even though he was distant from the forest, with his physical condition and enhanced vision, it appeared as if it were right before his eyes. Over the next minute, he fired several more shots, not missing a single target. By the time he picked up the Gauss sniper rifle from the ground, not a single soldier remained in the forest below.

On the other side of the village, the middle-aged warrior faced the same predicament as the protagonist Eragon. Just as he was beginning to lose against the increasing number of soldiers and considering fleeing, several soldiers in the distance decided to take a cheap shot at him. Before the middle-aged warrior could even turn to look, several arrows shot towards him at a speed barely perceptible to the naked eye. These archers were immediately struck down, pinned to the ground by the enormous power of the arrows—they died instantly without even a groan.

The middle-aged warrior turned back to look, then stood there dumbfounded. Luminous bolts of energy were shooting from somewhere, arrows whose power was obviously terrifyingly immense. Every soldier hit by an arrow was sent flying a great distance, man and arrow together. Judging by the arrow's power, it should have completely pierced through them, yet the archer seemed to have used some special technique to propel the bodies so far. By the time they landed, not a single soldier remained alive, and the entire process took only about ten seconds. It was as if the archer hadn't aimed at all, or perhaps multiple people were shooting—this accuracy and power... made the middle-aged warrior tremble uncontrollably, standing there frozen stiff.

"It can be basically confirmed that, excluding the unknown combat power within the capital, the power level of this horror movie world is lower than we anticipated. Not only can we utilize technological power, but in terms of sheer physical conditioning, we are many times stronger than the inhabitants of this world... They don't even measure up to the ordinary soldiers in Lord of the Rings. The only remaining concern is the strength of the world's dragons and the power of the mages. Based on the original movie plot, the mages’ power seems formidable; we just don't know if they pose a fatal threat to us..." Zheng Zha sat on a protruding stone pillar near the Royal City, a pillar tens of meters high that looked ancient and crude, completely unlike the architectural style of the Royal City; it somewhat resembled a ruined wall from Ancient Greece. Zheng Zha noticed these broken stone pillars immediately and naturally perched himself at the very top of the pillar.

"That’s the basic situation... Ptooey, just pretend I didn't say that last part. In short, everyone stick to your posts. Zhao Yingkong, you and I will explore this Royal City together!" Jumping...

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