Chapter 1009 991 A Good Show

Chapter 1009 991. A good show

"Aha!"

Dandelion pointed at Lan across the table with a fork with an onion ring hanging on it, with an excited and surprised smile on his face.

"You clever bad guy!"

Lan smiled back under his hood.

"What?" Geralt looked at Lan and Dandelion in confusion, "What are you talking about? Can you stop being vague!"

"The best way to hide a drop of water is to hide it in a lake."

Dandelion said to Geralt quite complacently.

"Look, when we were together before, you always said something that confused me, but now the situation has reversed!"

"But where is the 'lake' now?"

Thanks to the superior education of witchers compared to ordinary people, Geralt only had to think about it a little bit to understand the metaphor in Dandelion's words.

-If everyone had Lan's figure, he would not be conspicuous and would be much easier to hide.

But how could this body be like this?

"Cloak? Magic cloak?"

Geralt suddenly realized something and looked at the hem of the cloak that Lann had pulled a corner of and put on the table.

"If this effect is expected, this cloak will work in the form of alchemy. Unlike letting a wizard cast a spell, the cost and ease of production in this form will be very good, enough to be a mass product."

Triss also understood, and she began to calculate the feasibility of this cloak as a mass product.

She is actually a warlock who is very good at making magic items, and she usually makes a lot of money by selling magic items in Vizima.

"Since there are people in secret, or many different people want to roast me on the basis of 'huge fame', it is reasonable for me to use this fame to do something, right?"

Lann had a smirk on his lips.

"Let's put on a high-quality play that can spread throughout the north, so that my current image will be widely known and even make people yearn for it. Then, at the end, add an advertisement to sell this kind of cloak."

"The profit will definitely be good, right?"

Dandelion looked at Lan En and almost applauded.

Of course the profit will be good, and this expected cloak will sell well.

After all, if you can wear it and look as tall and majestic as a hero in a drama, and also have a deadly sense of mystery, the sales volume will not be small just because of the demand for costumes and collections from drama fans.

In Lan En's hometown world, this is equivalent to high-quality COS clothes.

And this is just the "normal" demand of drama fans, what about those "abnormal" ones?

In Lan En's hometown world, some people can send a group message on their mobile phones saying "I am Qin Shihuang, send money" and many people will believe it.

And now, after Lan En's costume is spread, they can even reach a convergence in appearance.

"Appearance like a hero in a drama", if this cloak is sold, then there will definitely be people who use this appearance to do some bad things.

These things won't be too big, after all, this appearance is just an illusion given by the magic cloak, without any power. It's just to bluff and deceive people.

However, these endless, small "bad things" will make the reputation of this image plummet.

It won't become a target of public criticism, because Lan En's deeds are a real war, and his achievements and strength are enough to be recorded in the court history books of various countries.

But at least after people see this image, their first reaction will be: just treat it as an ordinary person wearing a magic cloak.

Since some people secretly want to use their high reputation to influence me, I might as well use this reputation to hide myself in turn.

Humph, it's like who can't use reputation to do things.

Lan En's fingers tapped lightly on the table with ease, and the flannel ball squeezed between the two of them on the opposite side looked confused.

He could only raise his head from the rice bowl, look around with a confused face, and meow softly.

These questions are too profound for a simple kitten!

However, for Dandelion, who has been immersed in the "communication industry" for more than ten years and is like a fish in water, he has begun to get excited.

"This requires a good script, I will write it myself!"

"Let me think about it. Think about it. This play must be grand and shocking!"

"The key is to highlight your current image. I may be able to let your cloak dress be grafted into the original war plot."

"There is no doubt that Master Dandelion will write a grand and exciting modern story! Crying like thunder, slashing and killing!"

"The slogan must also be convincing enough. 'The playwright experienced it personally and saw it with his own eyes', what do you think?"

After Dandelion entered the state, he chattered excitedly, saying 'what do you think', but in fact Lan, Triss and Geralt looked at each other, and they all felt that he didn't intend to let this group of people interrupt.

"Just wait and see. Once this play is released, all those crappy bards who also wrote about that war will not be able to make a penny in the future!"

At the end, the poet couldn't help but stand up, and the fork with onion rings hanging on it was like a baton.

He pointed at the non-existent "crappy poets" in a haughty manner.

The flannel ball was beside him, looking up blankly.

This confident sense of professionalism even suppressed the other three people.

They could only nod in sync.

"Then I'll leave it to you, Dandelion."

Geralt said beside him.

"What do you mean by 'leave it to me'? It's not over yet!"

The poet shouted in dissatisfaction.

"Is it possible for a play to have only a script? We need to find a troupe to perform it!"

"Lady Irena's troupe is touring from Kovir to Novigrad recently. I have a good relationship with her. This script will definitely work if I give it to her. Geralt, you come and help me make the contact. I have to work hard on the script."

Lan also added beside him: "We wrote this play to sell cloaks. It would be best if the protagonist's outfit is a magic cloak. This way, the final publicity effect will definitely be great."

The white wolf was dumbfounded, and the fork with fish meat stuck in it was held at the corner of his mouth and he didn't put it into his mouth.

"That's it?" He said blankly, "I am now the liaison of the troupe? Didn't we come to find Dudu at the beginning?"

"Finding someone is not about how many people are mobilized." Lan patted Geralt's shoulder across the table. "I'm also a demon hunter, so I'll be there."

"Dandelion." Lan En turned to the poet, "How long do you think it will take from writing the script to rehearsing and performing?"

"Even if I'm in good condition, it will take me a day to write the script. Even if the troupe gets the script on the same day and decides to perform it, it will take half a month or a month, right? After all, it's quite troublesome to prepare props and rehearse actors."

"That means we have less than a month." Lan En crossed his arms and calculated.

"Find Dudu and ask him to start helping me run the assets, then spend money to fund Kalkstein's research, help realize this envisioned magic cloak, and finally perform and sell it."

"You can make money and confuse such a big reputation." Lan En nodded to his plan as he spoke, "Killing two birds with one stone, how nice!"

"But think about it, time is very tight." Triss frowned and looked at Lan En with some worry.

"Maybe I can advance the research funds first? Kalkstein is a famous alchemist, and I can also make magic amulets. If we work together, we can quickly make a prototype of this cloak. At least it can be used as a prop for acting."

"No! It doesn't matter, let me do it!" Lan En refused without thinking.

This disappointed Geralt, who wanted to have fun, and turned his head away in boredom.

Lan En is not stupid. He refused Aretusa's funding and turned around to accept Triss's advance payment?

Although Margarita and Triss seemed to have reached an agreement to some extent, Lan En decided to be cautious first and never reveal any flaws.

"Okay, now that we have decided, we have to hurry up! We have no time to waste!"

Now it is Dandelion who is the most excited.

He finished the food on the plate in a few bites, then stood up and spoke passionately.

"Get moving, Geralt! We're going to get to work, don't be such a lazy bum!"

Dandelion dragged Geralt away and took him to the room that Triss had opened for them.

It seemed that he was going to combine the memories of another eyewitness to write a good script.

And Geralt did not resist, but just smiled meaningfully at Triss and Lan, and then disappeared with a bang of the door closing.

'Even I am not incapable of reading the atmosphere. '

The deep meaning of that smile was probably this.

"Well, now it seems that we can only leave the drama to Dandelion and Geralt."

Triss stretched.

"And finding Toot, only the two of us can do it."

"You look very excited."

"Of course." Triss expressed her thoughts without any cover-up, "Although Geralt is a good friend and Dandelion is nice and funny, you know sometimes I just want to be alone with you."

"We are not here to stay, we have to work."

"It's not tiring to work with men and women together."