Chapter 65 065 Best-Selling Novelist (for the Leader [Three-Handed Doctor])

Chapter 65 065. Best-selling novelist (for the leader [Three-handed doctor])

Xia Yi's eyes wandered on the bookshelf, and after a moment, he seemed to have found what he wanted.

He did not rush to take it, but called the owner of the bookstore to take it down, wrapped it, and then left with two fingers holding the package.

Qiao Mu watched Xia Yi walk back to the Gucheng Hotel. He came to the bookshelf and glanced at it, and found that the bookshelf was full of works by a writer.

"Crazy House", author: Wushan.

"Call of the Dark Night", author: Wushan.

"Wild Cat", author: Wushan.

These works all look like novels, and they tend to be horror, thriller, and weird. In Qiao Mu's opinion, they are somewhat out of place with the background of this Gucheng.

Qiao Mu casually pulled out a novel called "Outlander", just opened it, and only glanced at the catalog, and the bookstore owner next to him came over.

"Boss, if you like any book, tell me and I'll pack it for you. We don't do charity work here."

He meant that Qiao Mu should not stand and read books for nothing.

Qiao Mu closed the book.

"We are friends, don't be so formal."

Soon, the bookstore owner's eyes became hazy. He glanced at Qiao Mu, then sat back down without asking any more questions.

[A novel that depicts the real world, be careful, this work is too real and it is easy for readers to confuse reality! 】

In the field of vision, red words were imprinted on the title page.

Qiao Mu simply flipped through it and was soon attracted by the content. He read it immersively for more than ten minutes and almost forgot what he came here for.

"The descriptions here are very real, almost catching up with me."

Qiao Mu couldn't help but sigh. Just like the novels he wrote based on real events, this book also gave people a similar feeling. At the same time, the writing was better and it was very smooth to read. It was a work that could become a bestseller even in Qiao Mu's world.

It's just that unlike Qiao Mu, he doesn't have the blessing of [Ghost], so the words don't have such strange magic that can make people immersed in it.

Even so, the strange, wonderful, and creepy scenes described in it are still impressive, and people can't help but wonder when the author was discharged from the hospital.

"Boss, is this author famous?"

Qiao Mu asked the boss who was sitting behind the counter and staring at him casually.

"Of course, Mr. Kiriyama is a hot best-selling author nowadays. You can see that his works can be put together as a signboard. He is really a genius. He can create so many excellent works in just two years. Ah, among them, my most recommended one is "The Call of the Dark Night". As long as you have read this book, you can understand why he is loved by so many people."

The boss chattered non-stop and said a lot.

Qiao Mu picked out the key points and took notes, and then looked at the empty space on the bookshelf.

"Which book did that person buy just now?"

"Oh, it's "The King in Yellow."

The boss answered without hesitation.

Qiao Mu pulled out an identical copy of "The King in Yellow" from the empty seat, waved at the boss, and then left with the book under the boss's ambiguous gaze.

Since he was not allowed to stand here and read, Qiao Mu could only borrow it back to read.

Some students might ask, isn't Qiao Mu stealing books?

"How can it be considered stealing for scholars? Stealing books is not stealing."

Qiao Mu saw that the person who stole things before had disappeared, and there was only a pool of blood on the ground, which melted some of the frozen muddy water.

He returned to the Gucheng Hotel and saw that it was very lively here. Many guests dressed in formal clothes were gathering in the front hall. Even if Qiao Mu didn't know any of them, he could infer from their conversations that these people were all dignitaries in Gucheng, the mayor, the police chief, local gentry, newly promoted wealthy businessmen, and celebrities with rich family backgrounds. Basically, they were all people who had a say in Gucheng.

This is easy to understand. Li Qing is spending New Year's Eve here tonight, so those who want to curry favor with him will naturally come here.

It can be said that the rulers and masters of this city are sitting in the Gucheng Hotel tonight.

In Qiao Mu's vision, scarlet words kept jumping out.

[Be careful, this guy is proficient in making various poisons, and even his own blood is highly poisonous. You don't want to bleed to death? ]

[He has a gun in his arms, within seven steps, fast and accurate, be more careful, otherwise you will be in trouble! ]

[Watch out, this person has a thick skin, don't try to hurt him with ordinary swords, when the neck is twisted, you will regret it! ]

There are many aliens with extraordinary abilities. If they want to make trouble at this banquet, it is tantamount to seeking death.

Qiao Mu also roughly came to some conclusions.

That is, the extraordinary abilities of foreigners mostly come from acquired pollution, which allows the rich and rulers to plunder the world, improve their extraordinary abilities, and thus consolidate their positions.

Just like Li Qing, a supernatural being can fight dozens or hundreds of people without any effort, and even guns may not be able to break his defense. Under this absolute combat power gap, the vast ocean of people's war is nothing but a fool's dream.

It is precisely because of this that this world looks like the modern times in Qiao Mu's cognition, but the actual pattern is very different, and the role of assassination is much greater than he originally imagined.

After all, if you can kill a superhuman, it can really change the political landscape in a certain area.

Of course, not today.

Qiao Mu was not sure how much his [Ghost] could influence these strangers. He walked through the hall and saw Li Qing was surrounded by many people. Everyone was scrambling to curry favor with him, and there was a commotion.

Li Qing naturally noticed Qiao Mu. He nodded and greeted him, which attracted many people's attention. After all, the person who could make Li Qing take the initiative to greet him must be extraordinary!

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When those flattering eyes came to Qiao Mu, he got goose bumps all over his body.

Flattery, desire, speculation, as if everyone was a "good friend" with him.

As a patient with severe social phobia, Qiao Mu was naturally not used to such occasions.

He came to one side of the hall, next to the phonograph with a large brass speaker.

I don't know if this phonograph is broken or not turned on, just standing there quietly.

Qiao Mu put his ear close to the speaker, as if listening to something.

Several people in the outer circle of the crowd around Li Qing noticed this scene. They thought that since they couldn't talk to the general, they had to at least greet Qiao Mu, who Li Qing had just greeted. They followed Qiao Mu step by step, but didn't dare to speak directly. They just watched Qiao Mu nodded solemnly and seriously, as if he had heard something very important.

But the phonograph didn't work at all. What did Qiao Mu hear?

"Excuse me, what are you listening to?"

A man in a suit on the side mustered up the courage to come up and ask.

"Listen."

Qiao Mu put his finger in front of his lips, made a gesture of silence, and gave up his position.

The man leaned his head over, but didn't hear any sound.

"It's amazing, isn't it?"

Qiao Mu suddenly said to the man, with an attitude of "I understand, I understand, if you don't understand, I can't explain it to you."

The man was stunned, his eyes turned, and he seemed to think of something. Soon he showed a subtle expression and nodded.

"Yes, it's amazing!"

He agreed.

The people around looked at each other, not knowing what was so strange.

Several people came over and followed suit to listen to the empty phonograph speaker.

After a while, they were thoughtful and each of them showed a look of sudden realization.

"Yeah, it's really strange."

"It's strange, it's strange."

"It's so strange!"

Several people talked enthusiastically about the "sound" they heard.

At this time, the person who came at the beginning suddenly turned around and looked for Qiao Mu.

But he found that Qiao Mu had disappeared long ago.