Terrible news! My deskmate's first chapter is gone!

The red energy flowed out from the bottom of the rising dragon like a liquid, then down the character's thighs, abdomen, chest, and arms, finally pouring into Chen Xi's back.

Even though it's just a small amount of liquid, the character's body undergoes irregular swelling during the transfer.

This may seem painful, but the character is insensitive to pain.

Chen Xi carefully sensed the power within his body. Although the progress was not yet 96%, every surge of power made him feel stronger.

Judging from this, it won't be long before he reaches 96% of the progress.

I thought to myself with a slight sigh, this Rising Dragon is truly nourishing!

It is comparable to a thousand-year-old ginseng.

The later the stage, the harder it is to improve that 1%.

Killing a Stage III transcendent or pseudo-human might provide this boost, but killing a three-bar Tanu would definitely not.

This task may seem simple, but the actual demand is ridiculously high.

Even someone with Chen Xi's exceptional abilities would find it difficult to accomplish. Other extraordinary individuals would likely be like the dead searching for the Rising Dragon.

"Um?"

Yan Mingliang suddenly uttered a questioning tone.

"What's wrong?"

Chen Xi asked.

"I have a feeling this character is about to collapse."

"His limbs are visibly and irregularly swollen; won't they break if this continues?"

Chen Xi couldn't see what was happening behind her, so she didn't answer for a moment.

Yang Wei also saw these things, but offered words of comfort:

"Don't worry, the character isn't a normal person. They don't feel pain or have emotions. They just complete the tasks described by the author. They'll definitely persevere."

"A character's existence is like a conveyor belt; wear and tear is normal."

"Yan Mingliang, record a video so I can take a look."

"Boss, you don't believe me!"

"I believe in Brother Chun, not Viagra."

Chen Xi said calmly.

It wasn't that he was particularly confident, but rather that he had no other choice.

Now that the Black Tower has encountered an unexpected situation, he has neither the time nor the place to obtain another Stage III Life Essence.

Therefore, no matter what abnormalities occur to the character, he cannot cancel on his own and must force himself to complete the entire process.

Perhaps this is normal?

After all, this was his first time using the Rising Dragon.

Chen Xi also hoped that Yang Wei was right.

As for the three-tiered tower slaves, they are, in a sense, inanimate objects, lacking life essence, and therefore do not meet the requirements for the Ascension Dragon's materials.

Yan Mingliang picked up his phone, stepped forward, and Yang Wei made way for him.

Just as he brought the phone close, the character suddenly experienced violent, irregular swelling, like waves on the sea, and began to "bounce" uncontrollably.

"this......"

Yan Mingliang frowned, but he was not intimidated by the situation. Instead of backing away, he held the phone even closer.

A few seconds later.

Before Yan Mingliang could finish filming the short video, under the transmission of red energy, the character's body swelled up like a balloon about to burst from being filled with water, showing obvious abnormalities.

"retreat!"

Even though Chen Xi hadn't seen the video yet, he clearly sensed something and said seriously.

Even though Chen Xi didn't say the word "retreat," Yan Mingliang instinctively sensed something. But during the execution, his arm was suddenly grabbed by the character.

Then, just like a pressure cooker that had cracked, the character exploded on the spot!

Because it was written down, the characters didn't expel blood, but ink.

Unless the author specifically describes the color of the blood, the characters are all covered in ink.

However, even if it is described, it will lose its spiritual support over time and eventually turn into ink.

"Yan Mingliang, are you alright?"

Chen Xi immediately called out to Yan Mingliang, who was covered in ink.

Although he called for a retreat, Yan Mingliang was unable to react in time, possibly due to his I-rank status and physical limitations.

"It's nothing, just ink..."

Yan Mingliang replied, his tone somewhat strange.

Chen Xi assumed he was frightened, and since he was covered in ink, she didn't say anything.

"I'm going to the toilet to wash up."

Yan Mingliang walked away after he finished speaking.

Chen Xi hummed in agreement, looking at the empty Rising Dragon on the ground, its Tier III life energy already depleted.

Just then, Chen Xi's pocket made a "beep" sound.

The author called via WeChat.

"You've come at the perfect time."

Chen Xi murmured as she answered:

"Chen Xi failed."

"What happened?"

"Are the characters you create unable to use containment items of the forbidden level?"

Chen Xi asked quickly, her tone calm.

The two were already in a relationship based on shared interests, so there was no reason for the author to sabotage him; something must have happened in the middle.

That's right.

"I can see what's happening on site."

"When my character used the Rising Dragon, the characters on the paper I was writing started to show structural breaks."

"This proves he was hurt."

"Based on what I saw at the scene and the changes in the font, I concluded that the reason was insufficient mental power."

"The life energy of that Stage III was wasted because the process couldn't be completed."

Not enough mental power?

Chen Xi muttered to himself:

"Will wearing a face ring be enough?"

Now that the life energy of Stage III is gone, Chen Xi's question was prepared for Yan Mingliang, Yang Wei, and Wan Sanjin.

As for him personally, he'll probably have to level up and fight his way up on his own.

"The ring is useless."

The author directly rejected Chen Xi's suggestion.

"My ink has reached a limit, which can only describe one contained object at most, not two."

"Even if the ring could allow me to reach the required level of mental power, I still wouldn't be able to use it."

"The only solution now is to upgrade!"

"If my author status could be upgraded to Tier II, I could help you!"

Chen Xi's eyes flashed, and she realized something.

"So, you're willing to join our team?"

"Why."

The author on the other end of the phone let out a long sigh:

"Although I really want to live according to my own wishes, I also know that it's impossible."

"Besides..."

"I don't want to lose my value in your heart either."

"We're all adults now, I understand..."

The author was also helpless, but he ultimately had to rely on Chen Xi's "resurrection".

Especially now, when the black fog has covered everything.

"OK."

Chen Xi naturally didn't stand on ceremony when it came to this mutually beneficial arrangement:

"Something strange has happened at the Black Tower. I don't know what will happen, so you should come over quickly and we'll meet up."

"Forehead......"

"Wouldn't it be better if you came over? I'm rather weak, and if I travel alone, what if I get hurt on the way..."

"It's alright. If you don't arrive on time, I can 'revive' you."

"Okay, I'll be right there."

Chen Xi gave a satisfied "hmm".

It wasn't that he was malicious, but rather that the risks for the author were less than those for Chen Xi.

There are more fake people in Sheung Shui than here, so if Chen Xi and his two companions act together, they are much more likely to be noticed.

During this extraordinary period, Chen Xi must keep a low profile.

Ta-da-ta-da...

Just then, footsteps could be heard in the distance.

Chen Xi glanced at it instinctively and saw that Yan Mingliang had returned. The author's ink didn't seem too difficult to wash off; it would be gone with a quick rinse.

At the same time, Yang Wei stepped in front of Chen Xi, pointed at Yan Mingliang, and said seriously:

"Boss, he's a fraud!"