It is said that I convince people with reason

A mutation on the same scale as the Stuart Empire has occurred. Can the Special Affairs Bureau deal with it? "

...and when the time comes, what will happen to those people who find out that they have just been injected with a placebo and there has never been a savior?

——Yuan Buwei selectively ignored the fact that he had the ability to act as a real savior. Saving believers like an omnipotent god and deciding the future of everyone is not what he wants.

As Yuan Buwei's questions came out word by word, the atmosphere around him stagnated and everyone fell silent. Yuan Buwei faintly saw a bit of helplessness in their expressions, and a little hidden deep despair.

Director Chu took a deep breath: "No matter what, at least before the final doomsday comes, we must maintain order as much as possible and ensure the stability of the majority of people. Instead of collapsing now and leading to self-destruction."

...It didn’t disintegrate because of weirdness, but instead destroyed itself because of human beings. That would be so sad.

For a moment, everyone sighed, and the helplessness and exhaustion that had been accumulated in their hearts for a long time surged out. These beings who were considered important figures in Tianxia inevitably felt an unprecedented sense of powerlessness. .

Yuan Buwei suddenly said: "What if I say... I have a way to maintain order and protect the majority of people?"

His voice was not loud, and his tone was as natural as if he were discussing today's weather, but it sounded like thunder in the ears of others. Even though they knew there was little hope, everyone couldn't help but look at him with bright eyes.

"You mean..."

"I have to mention the literary giant system. After some cordial talks, it has been successfully persuaded by me and is willing to change its image and find another job according to my ideas..."

There were so many key words revealed in the words that were not intended to be an understatement that no one could react at first. When they finally figured out their thoughts, they couldn't help showing a horrified expression: "Wait a minute. Wait - talk! "Shouldn't sealed objects be dead? How to have a heart-to-heart talk?

At this moment, incomparable horror struck them.

Yuan Buwei paused for a moment, then suddenly said without changing his expression: "Oh, I almost forgot to mention that the Wenhao System is the only weird thing in the world that has intelligence."

"???" Everyone had questions on their heads. For a moment, I didn’t know whether to be shocked that the Wenhao System was actually weird, or to be horrified that it actually had intelligence, or to be outraged at Yuan Buwei, who knew the truth and still dared to talk to Weird. of confusion and admiration.

A strange creature with intelligence actually lets them control it so peacefully. What is the conspiracy behind this... A deep sense of crisis has arisen in everyone's mind, even those who originally had great hopes for the literary system. Director Chu no longer tried to exploit it, but began to think quickly about how to restrict it.

Yuan Buwei saw what they were thinking and continued: "Don't worry. After some friendly exchanges, I have successfully reached a consensus with it. The so-called system is just its disguise, and it itself is a twisted rule. , the core of the rule is to realize the illusory power in the novel into reality-anyone’s novel can be used.”

"...After my persuasion, the Wenhao System has agreed to abandon the original one-to-one binding model of one host, and instead bind more hosts one-to-many."

Others vaguely understood what was going on. Bai Ze said tentatively: "You mean, more writers can be bound to the literary giant system, and their readers can also draw strength from their novels?"

Yuan Buwei nodded lightly and smiled: "Well, that's why I said that Wenhao System is about to re-employ, and will be transferred from the system to a newly opened novel website."

"Every author who signs an agreement with this website is equivalent to becoming the host of the literary system."

·

When he was summoned to the Special Affairs Bureau, Fang Luo was still confused and didn't understand what happened.

Not long ago, with the help of a group of evil ghosts and investigators, he destroyed all the spiritual monsters in the dream space and saved the entire Tianze City.

This really tired him out.

After all, he was originally a human being, not a real weapon spirit. He had limitations both in terms of hardware configuration and thinking mode.

And the dream space that enveloped the entire Tianze City was too big. He had to take into account all aspects and receive information from countless people in the entire dream space at all times. This is simply using the human brain as a computer. It is lucky that the CPU does not overheat and overload, and the head explodes on the spot!

...Fortunately, he followed the boss's instructions and wittily transferred most of the tasks to other evil ghosts, so that his clever brain was kept intact :)

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but stretched out his hand and touched his intact head fearfully.

Then, he saw the big boss who summoned him gave him a kind smile: "Xiao Fang, I have an important task of saving the world for you."

"...?"

Boss, why do you want to imitate Director Chu? No, Boss, you are suddenly so gentle. I'm a little panicked... Fang Luo was like a cat about to be raped, all the hair on his body stood up in an instant. Show alert eyes.

Yuan Buwei was not surprised to find that this tool ghost seemed to be a lot smarter. Could it be that it had been pinched so many times that his spiritual intuition started to give warnings?

He reassured, "Don't worry, this task is not dangerous. What it requires more is long-term and dedicated investment..."

Upon hearing what Yuan Buwei said, Fang Luo's eyebrows jumped, and the hand he had just put down raised again, almost reflexively touching his forehead.

No, I'm already a dead ghost, so I don't need to be afraid of the risk of going bald... Fang Luo instantly showed a relieved expression. He changed his direction midway with his raised hand, raised his hand obediently and asked: "Then... what should I do? ?”

"It's very simple. The Special Affairs Bureau is about to launch a special novel website, and we need to borrow your territory..."

My territory? Fang Luo was stunned for a moment before he realized that the other party was referring to the dream space. He was surprised at first, and then felt extremely surprised and curious: "The purpose of launching a novel website in the dream space is to allow readers to read novels in their dreams. Does the author sleepwalk into writing novels?”

Yuan Buwei's lips curved slightly, and he added the second half of the unfinished words: "...and a group of diligent and dedicated people, no, ghost hands. After all, a newly opened novel website needs to be managed. Staff members also need authors, which makes sense.”

Fang Luo nodded blankly: "It sounds very reasonable."

...But, is it my problem or yours to use evil ghosts as staff and authors?

He couldn't help but look around, but found that except for one person and one ghost, the other members of the Special Bureau had such normal expressions, which made Fang Luo begin to wonder... Could it be that there is already a relationship between humans and ghosts? Is there such a deep "generation gap"?

"Okay." Accepting the reality that he might have a problem, Fang Luo had no choice but to say, "I have no problem here, but not all those evil spirits are willing to listen to me."

Then, he saw Yuan Buwei showing a kind smile again: "It's okay, let me talk to them."

Fang Luo sacrificed the altar of idleness, replenished enough energy with the sacrifices prepared by the Special Affairs Bureau, and controlled the scope of the dream to the room where everyone was. Soon, everyone fell asleep together and regained consciousness. into dreams.

As a "weapon spirit" with half of the control rights, Fang Luo stood where he was, and an invisible breeze appeared out of thin air, blowing through the entire dream space in an instant, delivering the summoning message to every evil ghost. ear.

"I haven't counted it, but it is estimated that there are at least tens of thousands of evil spirits contained in dreams. Eighty percent of them have been recolored, uh, that is, they have recovered human emotions. Out of gratitude, it is like summoning them to gather here. They will still agree to such a small thing." While doing this, he explained to everyone, "There are still 20% of evil spirits who are dyed deeper in the dream space, where emotions and thoughts are stronger... …”

Yuan Buwei nodded thoughtfully: "There are tens of thousands of homeless people with nothing to do. We can provide them with jobs for free."

"Besides, compared to living people, ghosts and evil spirits don't need to eat, drink or sleep. They can type words for twenty-four hours a day. They are evil ghosts and they will definitely feel comfortable writing supernatural novels. It is more attractive to readers and more in line with the requirements. If that doesn't work, they can still use themselves as writing material..."

After all, according to the writer system, things in novels must abide by a certain logic in order to be realized. Not to mention how much reputation points are needed for things that are too powerful, the writer system may not be able to realize them.

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And the stories written by evil ghosts who have experienced many supernatural events are definitely more in line with the rules of this world and easier to materialize than the pure fantasies of ordinary people.

Listening to the first half of his words, the others were dumbfounded, but after hearing the rest, they couldn't help but nod their heads frequently.

...Yes, a ghost who can code in a dark room all day long without eating or drinking, and who can use himself as material, is a perfect fit for this novel website! Could there be a more diligent and suitable writer in the world?

Many people's eyes couldn't help but drift towards Fang Luo, making him tremble, always worried that he would be locked in a small dark room the next moment and would not be able to come out until he finished typing. When he imagined that scene, Fang Luo, who had never passed Chinese composition since he was a child, just wanted to shrink into a ball.

He quickly changed the topic: "I probably know what you guys are going to do, emmm. If the unemployed ghosts have jobs, won't living writers be affected and become unemployed in large numbers?"

"Living people can also sign contracts." Yuan Buwei said without any hesitation, "Ghosts and evil spirits code in the dream space around the clock, and living people can go online in their dreams at night. code words.”

Fang Luo: "???"

"All day, all day long?" He shuddered again and thought to himself, "...it's okay, it's okay, I should be considered a staff member, right?"

The only evil ghost had complicated emotions, and the eyes of the living people present were getting brighter and brighter. When countless ghost figures roared from all directions, they saw everyone looking at them. It's like looking at countless gold mines.

Under such a gaze, the evil ghosts could not help but take a step back, receiving an inexplicable shock.

Originally, they did not take a step forward.

——The next step was a friendly negotiation between humans and ghosts, and a relaxed and pleasant process of "convincing ghosts with reason".

·

Three days later, when the storm of public opinion on the Internet was getting stronger and stronger, the Special Affairs Bureau, which had been silent all the time, finally issued a notice.

Rather than a notice, it was more like an advertisement for a novel website - this notice explained the establishment of the "Dream Book City" and the benefits it could bring to everyone.

Unlike ordinary novel websites, the Dream Book City was built in dreams, and it was not available for login at all times.

Its unified login time point was midnight.

At this time every day, the laziness altar would gush out white mist, quickly covering every corner of the world, pulling everyone's consciousness into the dream space.

——Of course, this consumed a lot of energy, and the sacrifices required were not only borne by the Special Affairs Bureau, but also by everyone in the world.

The dream bookstore incarnated by the literary giant system is located in the dream space, and can only be logged in when the consciousness enters the dream.

Writers can write online, and readers can read online. Since the dream space can directly detect human emotional energy, readers can read different works during the reading process.