Chapter 104: Dimension 11

Chapter 104: Dimension 11

Though the emotional special effects inside the elevator were like a dazzling display of flowers, each vying for attention,

the animations outside the elevator were surprisingly uniform.

Witnesses to this absurd scene found black question marks of various sizes popping up above their heads, swaying in confusion in the air.

It looked as if a bunch of hangers with heads were holding a meeting.

After tumbling through an ocean of exclamation marks for a moment, Xiao Ming's question mark soon vanished, replaced by a crooked and melancholic black line behind him.

Amidst his melancholy, considering that the teenager in the elevator was somewhat of a celebrity, he conscientiously turned around to disperse the onlookers.

Xiao Ming cupped his hands into a megaphone shape. "Alright, alright, everything's fine now, you don't have to worry—also, no more photos, okay? Don't scare the passengers we just rescued from the stuck elevator. Go back to work, rest assured, we'll arrange for someone to inspect the elevator right away!"

...Who in the entire elevator looked scared?!

They were the ones who were terrified by this scene!

With such complaints in their hearts, black lines of speechlessness appeared on their foreheads, but they didn't insist on crowding around and gradually left, turning back every few steps.

In the prolonged incredulous gaze of the rescue team, Xiao Ming, with mixed feelings, hurriedly pushed the group into another elevator, not bothering to greet them, and quickly headed upstairs to return to the company.

When the metal doors closed and the bright number 18 lit up, signaling the elevator's smooth upward movement, Xiao Ming finally breathed a temporary sigh of relief, carrying the chill of autumn winds, and turned to look at the people behind him.

The air quieted down, and the assistant, who was once again carrying large bags nervously, met his gaze, shuddered, and, gritting his teeth, took the initiative to say, "I'm sorry, Brother Ming! The afternoon shoot wasn't finished, I suddenly had something urgent to take care of back at the company, and I had to ask Brother to help me again, so—"

Before he could finish, the originally guilty-looking teenager looked at him somewhat surprisedly, fell silent for a moment, then raised his eyebrows. "Why are you calling me Brother when you're clearly older than me!"

"..." The assistant, deeply immersed in a sense of heroic sacrifice, was caught off guard and trembled. "Huh? I was wrong! No, what I meant is..."

But the teenager continued, "The wire stunt scenes are all done, it's boring, I don't want to play anymore."

He said it straightforwardly and candidly, leaving the assistant unable to cover for him, only able to silently draw in a cold breath.

Xiao Ming sighed softly, not getting angry, but speaking in a pained tone. "I knew your honesty was just a fleeting moment..."

As he was about to say more, his words suddenly took a very smooth turn when his eyes caught sight of the other two people in the elevator. "...Are you a bit tired now? Rest first if you're tired! Your feelings are most important, I'll explain to the director, don't worry."

His expression changed from bitter melancholy to gentle concern quite naturally.

He looked at Xie Yu and the other person, his tone genuinely sincere. "It's also a coincidence that you happened to meet, he's also one of my artists, luckily that elevator didn't have any major issues..."

The teenager and the assistant, waiting to be scolded, involuntarily trembled at the same time.

A row of question marks slowly floated above their heads.

Yu Bai and Xie Wufang were also momentarily puzzled and silent.

This agent doesn't go...

"It's a shame you don't act, tsk tsk."

The teenager shared the same sentiment as Yu Bai and voiced it openly.

Xiao Ming, having his bluff called, was about to secretly glare over, but saw the teenager's gaze sweep over the two promising newcomers he was determined to sign. "Are you bringing in new talent? I think they're both pretty good, they'll be popular."

Xiao Ming replied subconsciously, "If you put more effort into it and didn't always mess around, you would have been a big hit long ago!"

Without hesitation, the teenager asked, "Is there a show where I can always do wire stunts? If there is, I'll stay a little longer."

"..." Xiao Ming, who was trying hard to show his considerate side, nearly lost his composure. "No!! You won't shoot period dramas, insisting on doing wire stunts in modern dramas, do you know how hard it is to find urban fantasy films with decent scripts!!"

"Oh, you've worked hard," the teenager muttered quietly. "It's because in period dramas, basically everyone can fly, it's so ordinary to do wire stunts there."

"..." You're here to act, not to play! Since it's all about wire stunts, why not go bungee jumping instead? That would be even more fun!!

Yu Bai found this amusing. Seeing Xiao Ming's chaotic bird's nest-like appearance, fearing that he might faint if he kept talking, he spoke up. "We've arrived at the eighteenth floor."

This elevator ride was peaceful, without any malfunctions, and the metal doors slowly opened on the eighteenth floor.

Surprisingly, after the others left the elevator, the teenager, who had been holding the door open button, did not come out.

He looked at Yu Bai, whom he had conversed with in the malfunctioning elevator, and suddenly said, "Although that guy is quite timid, he's not bad, for example, he'd kindly help take the blame."

Yu Bai was taken aback for a moment before realizing the teenager was talking about his assistant.

The assistant was also stunned for a moment, moved for a second, then felt a complicated sadness.

Could you please not expose his actions in front of his boss??

...Although everyone was already aware of it.

"Xiao Ming may be a bit naggy, but he's a good agent," the teenager continued to Yu Bai. "Anyway, he's more responsible than many agents I've seen on set, his eyes aren't just focused on making money."

Xiao Ming was also taken aback, almost thinking he was being scolded, but after realizing, a hint of relief washed over him.

This capricious master, despite his whims, would still help him out in critical moments.

...But where was he nagging?!

Xiao Ming shook his head with a bitter smile. "Rarely do you praise me, alright, if you don't want to shoot, then don't. I really don't blame you, come out, let's go to my office to rest."

Neither of the two humans present noticed anything unusual, but Yu Bai keenly sensed a tone of farewell.

He was sensitive to such moments.

And for some reason, this scene felt strangely familiar.

It felt like he had seen this kind of farewell many times before.

"I won't come in," the youth released his hand from the button. "I have something to do, so I'll be off."

The assistant, still holding the bags, was stunned for a moment before hurriedly calling out, "Hey, hey! You left all these things with me! Where should I put them?"

The glossy elevator doors slowly closed as the rosy-lipped youth resumed his lazy stance with his hands in his pockets, flashing them one last bright smile.

It carried a faint scent of inexplicable regret.

"Consider it a gift, goodbye."

The metal door fully closed, and the elevator began its descent.

Beside it, another elevator that was operating normally stopped at their floor and opened its doors.

Amidst the sounds of one elevator leaving and another arriving, Yu Bai's heart was struck by a sudden thunderbolt.

That regretful yet joyful farewell smile...!!

Before he could sort out his thoughts, a woman in a hurry stepped out of the slowly opening elevator doors, her heels clacking loudly.

"Well, you've just arrived too."

Upon seeing Xiao Ming right by the elevator, the woman casually removed her sunglasses, revealing a charming and beautiful face, but her tone was bold and straightforward. "You called me here in such a rush that I didn't even have time to do my makeup. Let's see who you want me to teach—"

Mid-sentence, her voice softened instantly when she saw the two young men beside Xiao Ming, as if she had transformed into a different person.

"Oh, I see, I see." Her eyes lit up, her excitement evident. "Old Yu, your eye for talent is still sharp!"

"Red Sister, you came just in time!" Xiao Ming said with a smile. "Come, let me introduce you—"

"Hold on, your surname is Yu?"

Yu Bai, whose thoughts were swirling, suddenly raised his voice, looking astonished as he interrupted him. "You're not named Yu Siming, are you?!"

"…Uh, yes." Xiao Ming nodded slightly confusedly. "My name is indeed Yu Siming, three-stroke Yu, thinking's 'si.'"

He said cheerfully, "I gave you my business cards, one each. Maybe my name is too common and hard to remember? It's fine, just call me Xiao Ming; that's easy to remember."

Yu Bai did indeed receive his business card personally, but that was in a loop long ago, and he had long forgotten the name. Besides, he had received more than one agent's card back then.

Xie Wufang, however, only took Yu Siming's card, and it happened just a few hours ago.

…But he clearly wasn't very concerned about other humans' names.

And it was likely that he felt no particular sensation about the coincidence of the agent Xiao Ming sharing a name with the animated series.

The full title of the anime, "Stupid Humans! You're Dead! Tomorrow, You'll Be Under My Command!" was abbreviated by fans to "Yu Siming."

This was originally a very ordinary name, and there might be thousands or tens of thousands of people across the country with the same name. Encountering someone with the same name wasn't unusual.

It was an unexpected coincidence.

Perhaps because of this, it became a starting point for the intersection of timelines.

Xie Wufang noticed Yu Bai's visibly unusual expression and asked him softly, "What's wrong?"

Yu Bai stared at the elevator that was continuously descending, almost wanting to get up and chase after it. He blurted out, "That youth earlier, he seems to be the Prince!"

Although it was a strange face and an event he had no recollection of, there were many episodes in the animation that ended with a similar farewell smile, followed by conversations with other aliens and that classic catchphrase.

His voice was low, but Red Sister, who was carefully observing the two of them, heard him and immediately laughed. "You met him just now? Yes, he's also under Old Yu's management. Not 'seems to be,' he is the Prince!"

She picked up where he left off so smoothly that Yu Bai's mind went blank for a moment before a huge question mark popped up.

In disbelief, he asked, "You know he's the Prince?!"

"Eh?" Red Sister was a little taken aback by his question. "Why wouldn't I know?"

Yu Siming then said, "Yes, he's the Prince, Wang Zi."

"Isn't that name interesting, ha ha."

…

Oh.

No wonder it was a nonsensical style of animation.

Yu Bai, who nearly thought that everyone knew about the alien prince's identity, silently sighed in relief.

Neither the original comic nor the adapted animation ever mentioned the Prince's real name. When he mingled among humans, he used one alias after another.

But he never used the name "Prince."

Nor did he have the plotline of being obsessed with modern dramas and wirework.

After all, this was a new world resulting from the fusion of two timelines, so it made sense for new plots to emerge.

Yu Bai was almost certain that the Prince who looked like a fairy tale prince he had just seen was the alien prince from the cartoon.

There was a way to confirm it completely.

Yu Bai pressed the elevator button, preparing to go downstairs to pursue him. While waiting, he turned to ask the three native humans of this world, "Do you know where the Prince is?"

"Ah, wasn't he just—"

Suddenly, all three of them had a brief moment of confusion. When they regained their senses, they all wore expressions of sorrow.

The assistant, with a clatter, dropped the items in their hands once more, tears streaming down their face as wide as noodles, and sobbed, "Wah wah wah, the prince choked to death while eating bread in the bathroom when it expanded upon contact with water!"

A question mark slowly emerged above Xie Wufang's head as he tried to comprehend but failed, and he responded blankly, "What?"

"..." A series of mischievous little ghosts floated beside Yu Bai's head, consoling with a melancholic tone, "Please mourn with restraint."

This absurdly familiar sensation.

Whenever the prince had his fill of play and decided to flee, the human identity he used would also permanently retire from the stage.

In a random way.

Reasons can sometimes sound perfectly reasonable, and at other times, they may not seem quite right, such as the one that has randomly come up now.

However, no matter what the reason is, humans who have had contact with him will not find it strange. It is as if they have been hypnotized. They believe it firmly and gradually forget about this person after a period of time.

It could be considered as the author's special advantage bestowed upon the protagonist, facilitating the alien prince's mischief on Earth without causing any irreparable chaos, allowing him to sustainably indulge in his antics everywhere.

In summary, or to put it succinctly, these are the key points:

That fellow is the prince!!

...the prince of the alien prince!