Qiu Wuji's plan to write a book is progressing very quickly.

After all, there are already 10,000 words of foundation... Qiu Sect Leader added another 10,000 words while waiting for channels to be opened.

Old Man Kuzhai’s disciples in literature and art are all over the world, and many of the storytellers are the descendants of outside disciples who are well connected. In just three days, Master Qiu’s masterpieces began to be put on the human storyteller stage.

The ending made Qiu Wuji want to die even more.

Because no one listens at all.

The storytelling venue was originally full, but after she told her story, the people below became sleepy and many left the venue early.

"What is this book about? It's all boring?"

"Which high-ranking official would read a book that is stuffed with connections? It's so boring and boring."

"This person's writing style is excellent, but what kind of thing is he writing? Does he keep a running account?"

This is a common comment among people.

After three days, the packed storytelling venue became sparse. Storytellers cried to the teacher one after another: "Master, can you exchange a book for me..."

Qiu Wuji sat in front of Old Man Kuzhai with an expressionless face.

Old Man Kuzhai was terrified. He always felt that the sky was covered with dark clouds, the wind was howling, and there were hidden thunders. The next moment, he would go on a rampage to massacre the mountain.

At this moment, Qiu Wuji just wanted to hug a pillow and shrink into a corner.

It turns out that this is the feeling of "throwing out on the street", it's so uncomfortable.

How did Chu Ge and the others survive the stage of fighting against the street...

Qiu Wuji sniffed and stood up expressionlessly: "Please withdraw the book, I will study it further..."

"Well..." Old Man Kuzhai said cautiously: "If Qiu Sect Leader is really interested in our way of writing, I am willing to hand over all the hard work I have gained throughout my life..."

"No need, I have a master!" Qiu Wuji said with a straight face and drove away in the clouds.

I want Master to buy marshmallows when I get back!

Eat ten to soothe your mood.

Just as he was thinking this, Qiu Wuji suddenly felt the gaze of Heavenly Dao again. She was startled and looked up, but she saw nothing this time... Wasn't Chu Ge looking at her?

How dare you not look at me!

…………

This is the first time Chu Ge actively attempts to "observe" the changes in the world in the book.

Since he visualized the whole world during the last mental test in the black room, Chu Ge seemed to have found some feeling.

It feels vague and difficult to capture, so I can only say try my best.

He was fully prepared, and while he was immersed in thinking about the plot codes, he was distracted by running the skills, especially the soul forging part.

Then, with a kind of subconscious mind, I was thinking about "the changes that Qiu Wuji made to the world by writing books in that world."

Unknowingly, I had a little bit of a mysterious feeling.

Because the world has indeed changed.

Qiu Wuji was very proud. She did not publish the book under a pen name, just called "Qiu Wuji".

So there is a book written by Qiu Wuji in the world, which is being widely circulated.

This is something that cannot exist in the original plot... Although on the surface it does seem to have little impact on the direction of the plot, what is wrong with writing a book in the world, it cannot affect the advancement of the established plot.

But the butterfly effect is hard to explain - Qiu Wuji, who has never left any traces in the world, suddenly leaves his name in the world, will there be unknown changes?

It’s impossible to predict, but that’s the variable.

Chu Ge found that he could feel the feedback from the vast world in the book, and the book jumped.

Oh, it jumped, then it’s okay.

Just thinking about it, the sense of overlooking and observing disappeared.

Leaning back in the chair, I recalled the feeling just now...it was still elusive. Is it necessary for something to change and to pay attention to this change in order to achieve this overlooking result?

But during the previous mental test, it was fine if nothing unexpected happened.

I tried to observe without purpose, but I couldn't achieve it.

Forget it, this matter should be a long-term process. It must be a dream to figure it out in a month or two. However, Chu Ge still feels that it has something to do with grades. More and more people are aware of the world, and the world is becoming more and more existential, so he can feel it more.

The path I guessed before should be correct, so continue.

Unfortunately, it's not up to you to decide whether your performance is good or not. All you can do is try your best to polish the plot. The rest must be left to the audience, the market, and Dian Niang to decide whether to recommend or expose it.

Chu Ge rubbed his swollen head and saw that the new chapter was 3,000 words long. He clicked to publish it. The short notice on the background site caught his attention, and he clicked in to take a look: "System message: Hello, we are now notifying you that your work "The End of the Sky" will be recommended by the client-best-selling selected column on a certain day of the month..."

Chu Ge: "..."

Here comes the big push again, this is when sleepiness meets the pillow... Recently all my wishes have come true.

It's quite ironic to say that I used to be eager for results and recommendations, but I was always half-hearted. Nowadays, I have no desire for grades. The main reason I want good grades is because of other problems. But on the contrary, I am getting better and better day by day, and recommendations are pouring in.

In addition to the sense of existence in the world, another related factor must be the level of one's own practice. Qiu Wuji didn't say anything, and Chu Ge didn't know what level of Qi training he was at now, and what level of soul training he had reached - five-star spiritual power?

Chu Ge sighed, stood up, and planned to go out to the dark room to exercise.

At this moment, the phone rang.

When he picked up the answer, Zhong Yi's voice came quickly: "Ajun and Fatty were injured. They are in the hospital. Do you have time to come?"

Chu Ge's hand holding the phone tightened slightly.

Wan Zijun and Panda were injured...

This is easily reminiscent of the previous process where Wan Zijun used the ability to write on his face to lead people into the nightclub. It was the most eye-catching one, and Panda was the one who took the video to call the police.

So... was it retaliation?

…………

He rushed to the hospital in a hurry and found a double ward.

Wan Zijun had a bandage wrapped around his waist and was weakly leaning on the bedside talking to Zhong Yi. Panda's nose was bruised and his face was swollen, and his face was almost disfigured. He was still teasing the little nurse: "Hey, actually, I hurt more than just my face. Sister nurse, please check my other parts."

The nurse sneered: "How come you weren't beaten to death!"

Seeing Chu Ge come in wearing a Sanwa mask, the nurse frowned: "Please wear the mask. Do you think this kind of mask is humorous?"

Chu Ge silently lifted up the lower half of his mask and said, "I have a mask."

"So this is performance art?"

"Because my face is as ugly as this fat man's, and I'm afraid of scaring the young lady."

The nurse curled her lips. She didn't know whether she was ugly or not, but this guy had a pretty good figure. He was tall enough. His short-sleeved T-shirt covered his chest and biceps, which actually made him feel a little stretched out.

This group of people were injured in a fight with a crowd, and then they found a muscular man to create a scene?

The nurse was considering whether to call the police, silently packed up her tools and left.

After watching the nurse leave, Chu Ge asked Zhong Yi: "What's going on?"

Zhong Yi looked solemn: "The fat man was beaten through the Internet cable."

Chu Ge: "?"

Panda was almost crying on the bed: "I can only make a ghost image when I hit someone through the network cable. I have no strength. How could he hit him so hard?"

Wan Zijun was also on the bed and said feebly: "I was still working in the fields, and the harvest was about to be harvested... Someone suddenly stood in front of me with 'Dad' written on his face, and then I was beaten by him. He stabbed me and said, 'Not everyone can be offended by a long memory.'"

Is it really revenge?

Chu Ge took a deep breath secretly. Revenge was still understandable, but was this pattern the return of Murong Fu? Use his methods to repay others? And it’s one level higher than the other party?

Chu Ge looked at Zhong Yi. Zhong Yi said solemnly: "The other party is retaliating and hasn't found me yet. Maybe I didn't show my performance that day? Or maybe it's because my ability is not suppressed by him at a higher level. What’s the significance? Anyway, Sanwa, please be careful, because you blocked the entrance to the alley that day, and there is a high possibility that you will be regarded as a target of revenge. "

Chu Ge was silent for a moment and said slowly: "Is this what you are considering?"

"Ah?" Zhong Yi asked curiously: "What else?"

"As a normal citizen of the country, I think the first thing to do is to call the police."

Damn, I typed the wrong serial number in the previous chapter. 84 became 82. I can’t change it yet.

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