It is said that I convince people with reason

‌Who knows, how many lives this will save! This is simply a strategic level skill!

Director Chu can be fooled. From now on, the situation in Tianxia will completely change.

Tianxia has a vast land area and a large population, and abnormal events erupt irregularly. The investigators of the Special Bureau and the sealed artifacts contained cannot handle the situation at all. Millions of people have died from abnormal events this year. However, weird outbreaks are becoming more and more frequent. According to the Secret Bureau's secret estimate, if this continues, sooner or later, the order of human society will be overturned.

Before today, Director Chu had always been pessimistic about the future situation of mankind. However, in order to save themselves, they still have to struggle before falling, even if they know that the final outcome is likely to be falling into the abyss.

But now, he saw a turning point and hope!

He almost couldn't wait to ask: "What is the largest range of power you can give readers? Can you include the entire Tianxia, ​​or even further areas? Do you do this? What are the negative consequences, in other words, what are the costs?”

Compared to Director Chu, who couldn't hide his excitement, Yuan Buwei, who was sitting opposite him, was much calmer and calmer.

"There is no limit to the scope. Even if you are in a foreign country, anyone who provides me with reputation points in the process of reading my novels will establish an invisible connection with me."

"...This kind of connection refers to what you said about the power of faith, Director Chu. It is similar to the thread of faith between gods and believers. It ignores distance."

"...After the writer system converts the reputation value into power, it can feed it back to them along the connection."

His tone was neither urgent nor slow. Director Chu's mood calmed down unconsciously, and he realized that he had just lost his composure, so he coughed lightly and returned to his serious look.

"As for the price..."

Having said this, Yuan Buwei lowered his eyes and tapped his fingers on the table twice subconsciously.

The use of any sealed item must come with a price. The power of the Wenhao System, which is beyond human stupidity, certainly comes with a price that is beyond stupidity.

In the original destiny plot, the literary system took the initiative to bind to Zhang Chen, helping him become stronger step by step, and after weird things became rampant and mankind entered the end of the world, it took the initiative to accommodate Zhang Chen's consciousness into its own body... What is the motivation that drives all its actions? I have been curious about this for a long time.

During this period, he frantically cleared the taskbar just to answer this question.

Fang Luo thought that the "try" he meant meant trying the Wenhao System's ability, but in fact, such an attempt only happened once in Tianze City. The reason is not to observe the literary system through repeated "attempts".

But he didn't find any flaws in the process.

Since coming to this world, Yuan Buwei has found that most of the abnormal events he has come into contact with are similar to the "Seven Deadly Sins", and their triggers come from human beings' negative emotions. Such as hatred, greed, jealousy...etc. It seems that there is some hidden connection between the weird and sealed objects scattered around the world, so they invariably collect all kinds of negative emotions from humans.

The Writer System happens to be able to convert reputation value, that is, positive emotions, into energy. This time, there is no doubt that the purpose of the Writer System is positive emotions.

After all, when Zhang Chen exchanged reputation points for skills, the literary system would secretly take 90% of the kickback.

However, when it was in Yuan Buwei's hands, it was lucky that it was not wiped out, let alone continue to receive kickbacks.

——Like this harsh situation of not paying salary commissions and working for free, it actually quickly accepted it and helped clear so many tasks in one go.

This means that the original guess is not wrong. Reputation, or positive emotions, are not the real purpose of the literary system, at least not its only purpose.

It has a more subtle and important motive.

"I'm also very curious about the price..." His thoughts were spinning in his heart, and Yuan Buwei made a request calmly on the surface, "If possible, I will go and see Zhang Chen."

Director Chu was stunned for a moment and then agreed: "No problem, he will be housed at the headquarters of the Special Affairs Bureau. With your authority, you can go see him at any time."

Containment? This word seems to accurately describe Zhang Chen's current situation... Yuan Buwei smiled:

"That's good. After I meet Zhang Chen, I will understand the answer to this question."

·

Zhang Chen's situation in the Special Affairs Bureau is very special.

If he is just an ordinary person who accidentally obtained a sealed object and committed a crime, then the Special Affairs Bureau will try his crimes according to the law after taking the sealed object into custody. Those who are not guilty enough can even be restored to freedom directly.

However, Zhang Chen is not an ordinary person. He is a reborn person, or more precisely, a traveler of parallel time and space.

With the label of "reborn person" or "visitor from parallel time and space", all ordinary people's laws no longer apply to him.

In the eyes of the Special Affairs Bureau, this is a walking humanoid sealed object. Just like a foreign virus, it may be distributing information from another time and space to the outside world all the time. No matter how cautious it is, it cannot be treated with too much caution.

Therefore, he was isolated by the Special Affairs Bureau. Although his personal safety was guaranteed and his basic daily expenses were met, all channels of communication with the outside world were cut off and he completely lost his freedom.

In short, it is to cut off the Internet and add a small dark room.

——And for some people, this is simply a capital punishment that is more terrifying than physical pain!

When Yuan Buwei arrived, Zhang Chen, who had endured such torture for more than half a month, almost collapsed, lying in the room like a dried salted fish.

Hearing the movement at the door, he was overjoyed. He turned around and looked over: "Finally, someone is here! I am really just an ordinary person. Are you here to let me out..."?

A familiar figure came into his sight.

The last few words were stuck in his throat. Zhang Chen's voice suddenly changed and became very sharp because of hatred and fear. He raised his finger and pointed at the person: "Is it you?!"

Chapter 112 Writer 30

Zhang Chen was deeply impressed by the young man in front of him.

It was the other party who single-handedly created today's situation, ruining his reputation, losing his freedom, and becoming a prisoner.

On the day he was arrested, a series of events happened too fast. First, the evil ghost attacked, and then the mysterious investigator suddenly appeared. Zhang Chen didn't even have time to think about it, and he was already in a life-or-death crisis. Revealed all his secrets;

The first time he was caught in the Special Affairs Bureau, he learned from other investigators that everything that had happened before had been broadcast live, and all netizens, including readers who had sincerely supported him, , everyone knew the true identity of his plagiarism, and the once appreciation and admiration turned into contempt... Even the investigators from the Special Bureau came to arrest the person after seeing the live broadcast.

The panic of the secret being exposed, the worry and confusion about the future, the shame of the collapse of the great god's persona, and the shame of the plagiarist being exposed... These emotions were superimposed and filled his mind in a mess, so much so that in the first few days He came here in a daze.

It wasn't until he officially started his life as a researcher in the Special Affairs Bureau that Zhang Chen finally woke up from his confusion and was finally able to calm down and review the events of that day.

Perhaps it was because things had already happened, and when he looked at it without any emotional interference, he finally realized something was wrong - it seemed that it was a game against him from beginning to end.

So, when the mastermind behind the scenes finally showed up, Zhang Chen could no longer control his emotions and lost his voice:

"Those evil spirits, what happened that day... were not a test by the Special Affairs Bureau at all. The Special Affairs Bureau had no knowledge at all! It was you! It was a trap you deliberately set, right? You It’s been targeted at me from the very beginning!”

Yuan Buwei stepped into the room, closed the door with his backhand, and gave him a lazy smile:

"Yes, I did it. I did it on purpose."

The curve of his lips was particularly vicious and provocative. Even a calm and rational person would be upset when he saw this, let alone Zhang Chen who was already holding back his anger and was in high spirits.

"Why?" Being provoked by him, Zhang Chen suddenly became angry and rushed forward almost out of control. He subconsciously reached out and grabbed Yuan Buwei's collar, "Why did you do this?! I was harmed by you. It’s so miserable, do you know——”

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Yuan Buwei responded calmly.

He raised his hand and pinched Zhang Chen's raised wrist.

Amidst Zhang Chen's pained voice, he kept that teeth-itching smile and glanced across the monotonous room before falling on Zhang Chen.

"...It turned out to be really interesting."

The meaning in his eyes really made it impossible for people to think about the good side. They could only use the words "bad intentions" to describe it. Zhang Chen frowned subconsciously:

"What do you mean?"

"It means‌, the reason why I did that is because I thought... this should be a very interesting thing."

Yuan Buwei explained patiently, as if he didn't care about Zhang Chen's irritability at all. He even blinked briskly and asked innocently and curiously:

"Unconsciously, you exposed your true colors to the whole world and told your biggest secret, only to learn the truth afterwards... This kind of experience must be for you. Quite special, right?”

Zhang Chen: "...???"

His eyes were vivid and vivid, and he looked like he wanted to punch Yuan Buwei's pretty face.

Yuan did not turn a blind eye, but continued seriously: "After planning such a special event, I can also personally ask the person involved about their experience afterwards and get feedback from the person involved. …Isn’t this a very interesting thing for me?”

Zhang Chen: "???????"

"You...his...mother...call this fun?!!"

He stared at Yuan Buwei in silence for a while, his expression gradually became ferocious, and finally he couldn't help but cursed.

System 999, who had been watching silently, couldn't help but cry bitter tears for him.

It's sure that if Zhang Chen hadn't been firmly restrained by his host, he would have been lying on the ground in human form now - that was probably because he tried to attack his host. Fight back.

In the quiet room, the only sound that could be heard was Zhang Chen's heavy breathing. He lowered his head, as if he was trying his best to suppress his agitated emotions, and his voice was hoarse.

"...Yes, you are strong, I can't beat you."

"My place is heavily guarded, you can come in if you want, I know you must have a special position in the Special Affairs Bureau...but, but..."

After saying "but" several times in a row, he suddenly raised his head and looked at Yuan Buwei with extremely incredible eyes, and the flames of anger burned in them: "For the so-called fun, you just ruined other people's lives so lightly, people like you, people like you..."

Yuan Buwei laughed for a moment and interrupted him: "Don't talk like the protagonist of a hot-blooded comic is resisting power. Didn't you also ruin other people's lives so lightly?" He looked at Zhang Chen with an inquiring look, as if a scientist was studying a mutant creature, and said in a thoughtful tone, "Well, you feel uncomfortable when you use your specialty to deal with others on yourself?... It's really disappointing."

The angry expression on Zhang Chen's face suddenly stagnated.

At this moment, he inexplicably thought of a person, a person who had been splashed with dirty water by him again and again.