Yuanshin: Son of God, you don’t want Yaedo to send it, do you?

These words of yours remind me of a famous saying. The great Mr. Lu Xun once said that some people live, but he is dead, some people die, but he lives..."

"When I say that, I want to criticize your way of awakening life as wrong. At the very least, such an unjust act should not be committed.

"The great Mr. Lu Xun also once said, even if the dream has been shattered, even if the living walking dead are unrecognizable, even if no one in the world knows about you, you still have to straighten your waist and live!" Self-depravity is the act of a coward! If you don't stand up your chest and don't look squarely at the sky, how can you be alive, the soul is faint! "

Who is Mr. Lu Xun?

Everyone looked at each other.

Seeing the serious appearance of Teacher Bing Orange, they were embarrassed to ask, and they could only think that they were lonely.

However, Teacher Bing Orange's words were like a sharp blade that deeply woke them up.

Everyone looked at Su Zhe's spoiled smile and felt incomparable self-blame.

Truly.

They are willing to fall for themselves, always looking for reasons of one kind or another for the unhappiness of life, and indulge themselves again and again.

Let the "wandering martial artist" become synonymous with disgust at some point.

Tasaki finally realized how much he had done something that broke Ice Orange-sensei's heart.

"Teacher Ice Orange, although we have read these books, they are still intact. We were wrong, we will definitely get it safely to Kaijima.

"That's right, we'll never do this kind of chicken and dog theft again, we... We want to be a conscientious reader. "

Teacher Ice Orange..."

Su Zhe looked at the repentant wandering martial artists, treasure thieves, and fools below, and the smile on his face became even brighter.

"Well, book lovers will treat every favorite book like their first love."

"Excuse me, who wants to give up their first love?"

"Excuse me, who wants to accept the first love that someone else has touched?"

Hearing Su Zhe's words, everyone was speechless.

Oh, yes!

After reading them, each of them wanted to collect these two books well, and when they were bored and lonely, they would read them carefully.

I really want to let them send it back, it's really reluctant!

"Teacher Ice Orange, I heard that these books cost 3,000 mora each, since we did something wrong, we might as well compensate Yaedang at the original price!"

"No, we will compensate for it at twice the price, and you, as a well-known author of Yaedo, please mediate for us in the middle."

"Yes, from now on, we will be a wandering martial artist with a straight waist."

"That's fine, if the price of two books doubled, it would be 12,000 mora, but ....... Can any of you come up with so many morahs now? Su Zhe said subconsciously.

The crowd was quiet again.

Oh, yes!

They forgot about such an important thing.

How can they have so many Morahs after they survive!

"Hey...", Su Zhe sighed helplessly, "As a kind author, I can't bear to see any reader sad. If, I mean, if I give you 12,000 Mora each now, you don't have to pay it back, would you like it? "

What?"

"And this good thing?"

"Teacher Ice Orange, there are so many of us, 12,000 Mora per person is not a small amount!"

Su Zhe coughed lightly, "Mora is just a string of numbers to me. But in order for more wandering warriors lost in the darkness to rehabilitate, I must say in advance that these 12,000 Moras need you to write an IOU. For every companion who finds himself in the light novel in a month, he will be reduced by 100 mora, which is also a kind of experience for you.

Everyone was stunned.

O conscientious Ice Orange teacher!

Preach to 120 people, and they won't have to pay back the Mora.

Moreover, they had planned to promote Ice Orange-sensei's light novel.

Some wandering martial artists were moved to cry.

Mr. Ice Orange is just a newcomer writer who has just debuted, how many Moras can he have!

Look at him dressed plainly, and his life is also very difficult on weekdays, right?

What Mora is to him is just a string of numbers.

Just don't want us to be burdened!

Our fault, but let Teacher Ice Orange pay for it....

Is it still human?

"Well, since everyone has no opinion. Let's start writing IOUs, although it's just a formality, but I still hope to bind you... Fortunately, I have the habit of bringing a pen and paper with me, and I have prepared it for you.

Su Zhe handed the pen and paper to Tasaki.

Without saying a word, Tasaki got busy.

According to Su Zhe's request, he began to let the wandering martial artists write IOUs one by one.

Soon, Su Zhe held a thick pile of IOUs in his hand, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly.

"Okay, since the IOUs are all written, then I'll take Tasaki to the camp of the Kaiqi Army."

"Teacher Ice Orange, the 12,000 Mora...", someone asked embarrassedly.

"I said why are you so stupid! I ask you, Teacher Ice Orange lent you 12,000 Mora, what are you going to do?

"Of course, I bought these two books!"

"Then who is going to help us wipe our asses in the Haiqi Army camp?"

"It's not Teacher Ice Orange!"

"Isn't that right, Teacher Ice Orange lent Mora to us, and we will give it to Teacher Ice Orange? Isn't that redundant? Isn't it silly!

"That's right, anyway, the IOUs are written, as long as Teacher Bing Orange helps us solve the problem."

"It seems to be true."

The man was silenced by the crowd.

I can only hide in a corner and dare not shoot.

Well, a Mora didn't see it, but the IOU was written.

The corners of Su Zhe's mouth rose slightly.

He's not a fan of these people!

He just spared some unnecessary processes.

No one really thinks he doesn't want those millions of Moras, right?

No way!

Simply impossible!

"Okay, the matter has been settled, in order to make you rehabilitated, I had no choice but to let you know my identity, so I hope that everyone will keep my identity secret." You also know that as a writer, you need a quiet creative environment.

"Teacher Ice Orange rest assured, even if someone puts a knife on my neck, I won't say it."

"That's right, in addition to the people present, one more person who knows your identity, I immediately committed suicide."

"Me too."

Su Zhe nodded in satisfaction.

Just as Su Zhe was about to put away the IOU...

"Go ahead, let's do it!"

The sound of uniform footsteps, from far to near.

"Oh!"

Hundreds of shogunate samurai unsheathed their blades and surrounded everyone.

A sonorous voice came from the rain.

"Everyone lay down their weapons, don't move!"

"Stop, there is no amnesty for the runners!"

"Be honest!"

"Originally, Lord General turned a blind eye to your existence, but you are too daring, right? Even Teacher Bing Orange's book dares to rob, don't you know that Lord General is her big fan?

"Lord General is very angry, you better obediently follow me back to Narugami Island to receive the punishment of Lord General!"

"Hey, what are you hiding, hand it over to me. Heh, wait...", Kujo watched Su Zhe hurriedly hide a wad of white paper in his arms, and couldn't help but be stunned, "Have we met somewhere?" In

the face of the imposing shogunate army, Tasaki could only stand there weakly, not daring to resist.

No way, there are too many people on the other side.

Was even that general alarmed?

This time, it seems that the matter is really big.

Kujo picked up a scattered piece of white paper from under his feet, looked at the "Xingqiu Font" on it, and frowned.

"This is an IOU? Borrower Su Zhe... I remembered that you were the boy who was in Yaedo that day!

"I see, you secretly lurked into Inazuma, inquired about Yaedo's movements, and then took the opportunity to hijack Yaedo's cargo ship... Then sell these wandering warriors at a high price in the form of IOUs.

"What an empty glove white wolf, it turns out that you are the mastermind behind this robbery!"

Faced with Kujo's speculation, Su Zhe almost spurted out a mouthful of blood.

Ah hey, Miss Kujo, are you the Brain Supplement Emperor?

Misunderstood!