Chapter 989 Integrate
Chapter 989 Integration
"Is it so dangerous to write a book in the first person in this world? I didn't expect the author to die with the protagonist in the plot."
"No, no, in my memory, many writers like to use the first person when creating suspenseful themes. There are all kinds of weird death methods, and I haven't seen any sudden death."
Yang Kai frowned, half sure and half doubtful:
"So this is my golden finger?"
"Ability to bring fictional items to life."
For an online writer, if he doesn't have any brains, then why write a book.
Because of this, looking at the revolver in his hand, Yang Kai forced himself to calm down quickly.
As the truth came out, new problems emerged.
Why are only firearms manifested?
What about those gold jewels?
Especially the mysterious book with images of deformed monsters printed on it, normal people will definitely think that it has the highest value.
Subconsciously, his eyes fell on Lu Li.
This senior is a very good tool man. Even if he doesn't know how powerful he is, he will definitely not disappoint, and he has a lot of knowledge.
At this time, Lu Li noticed the manuscript fee that was placed with the newspaper, and the inspiration flashed by.
"Influence? The more people who see it, the more precious it can be realized."
Logically, there is no problem with this line of thinking.
"It's very simple, just find a chance and just verify it again."
verify?
What if I don't wake up?
Yang Kai instinctively resisted, but Lu Li's eyes showed that he couldn't refuse. After all, they grew up under two systems, and the latter didn't care about death at all.
Besides, now that things have come to this, don't you even dare to take this little risk?
From Lu Li's point of view, since he can be reborn once, there is a high probability that it will be fine if he tries later.
"Okay, I'll write a less dangerous story and submit it to the newspaper."
Rip... Rip...
Among the whispers, there was the sound of tearing paper.
In any case, this story is of great significance to Yang Kai.
There is one thing to say, this story is limited by its length, so it cannot be said to be amazing, but if it can be included by a regular newspaper, it must have a bright spot.
reverse.
Foreshadowing.
The atmosphere is heightened.
In fact, they are all in place.
From a reader's point of view, Lu Li felt that this story could be dug deeper——
Why did the captain who turned into a ghost die in his own pond?
Where did the green sea algae on the treasure come from?
Where did that weird book at the bottom of the box come from?
The most important thing is that the protagonist's nonsensical suicide, when Lu Li thought about it carefully, he felt that there was a hint of Cthulhu.
After all, after a normal person discovers that guns cannot kill ghosts, he should first think about how to escape, but the "I" in the story chose to commit suicide.
[But I have always been a person who is afraid of death, and I always resist suicide in my heart, why am I so decisive?
really weird. 】
Lu Li had a similar experience with this sentence.
It was the second time he entered the world of Wudu, and he was glanced at by the evil god, or he glanced at the evil god, and then rushed up to cut him...
As a result, the regression was completed in an instant, and the diagnostic report given by the school afterwards was:
Nervous breakdown.
It is worth mentioning that the treatment fee used at that time was more expensive than one resurrection.
"Senior, let me treat you to dinner first."
Looking at the pale sky outside, Yang Kai suggested: "There is a small restaurant in the street next door. The taste should be good. Every time I pass by there, I can smell the strong fragrance. Just eating bread with this smell is delicious."
Sometimes, poverty can make people unconsciously lower their taste...
But Lu Li did not refuse.
It can be seen that the other party is really grateful to me.
And he just showed that the tip of the iceberg of this world's power system is worth studying in depth.
"Wait for me to change my clothes."
Saying that, Yang Kai opened the old wardrobe next to him, and began to tidy himself in front of Lu Li.
In a few minutes.
A half-worn deerstalker hat, a long black windbreaker, a plaid shirt, overalls of the same color, and slightly wrinkled and dirty leather shoes.
"It finally looks like it."
"It's a pity that the face is sick and the body is too thin. Alas, nutrition must keep up quickly, otherwise there is a real risk of sudden death."
Looking at the sunken eye sockets in the mirror, Yang Kai complained:
"Senior, some guys have participated in multiplayer sports for a long time, while the poor are caused by poor food, all kinds of dirty work, and too much pressure in life."
Multiplayer?
At first, Lu Li was stunned for a moment, but he soon understood the deep meaning, and thought:
Is this a new meme that came out after I started school?
I don't know how big the time flow gap is between the present world and the academy.
After thinking about home for a while, Lu Li stopped thinking about this aspect. After all, what he is experiencing now is obviously more important and also a reality.
Two gold bricks, a gold pen studded with diamonds, and six shillings in royalties sent by post with the newspaper.
This is Yang Kai's entire net worth.
After putting them all on their bodies, the two walked downstairs quickly, and the revolver lying in the drawer disappeared together.
"Senior, I have a question for you."
"explain."
"Are you good at fighting?"
"……"Land from.
For him, self-confidence is never lacking, but in front of outsiders, and in an unknown foreign land, it is also necessary to maintain humility.
After thinking for a while, Lu Li replied, "Protecting you is definitely not a problem."
"That's good."
A line of sight stayed on the wolf-headed cane in Lu Li's hand for a while. Yang Kai thought that it was not a decoration. If there was any danger, the senior would pull it out immediately and blow the enemy's dog's head off.
It can only be said that the mind of this third-rate writer is still not fully opened.
Why can't a sword be drawn from it?
A werewolf held the holy relic and shouted:
"My sword is shining with silver light!"
It's not like Lu Li didn't do this kind of thing before.
...
The curtain of the sky opened slightly.
Every household reveals a dim light, and some workers are already on their way to work.
The smell of butter, roasted potatoes, and fish soup wafted from a small restaurant. A few puppies crawled around the door, and even came over to rub Lu Li's trouser legs affectionately, as if they had encountered their own kind.
"Have you decided what story to use for the experiment?"
"Of course, we love the era in which he lived, half memory, half hazy vision of Victorian comfort, gaslit fullness, impeccable decorum and elegance.
The world is barely in balance and is about to face a brutal disturbance..."
Looking at Yang Kai who was suffering from Wenqing's illness, Lu Li helplessly interrupted, "Yes, I see."
"You want to copy the detective books of Sherlock Holmes, just talk about it in the future, don't talk about it."
"How can the things of scholars be called plagiarism? This is a reference! Spread his wonderful stories for Mr. Conan Doyle!"
"This gentleman probably doesn't need it. I've seen him and he's very easygoing."