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Chapter 368 The Radiant Record of the Great Thousand Worlds: I desperately want to improve!

On the sofa, Bai Ye looked at the young man in front of him, who was as excited as Fan Jin after passing the imperial examination, and said nothing.

Instead, he quietly sat down on the sofa that had just been renovated.

The young man before them, recalling his tragic first half of life, would evoke pity in any citizen of the White Empire.

But now he has won the lottery, and the opportunity to change the world is right in front of him. Whether he continues to live a mediocre life or becomes a Buddha or an ancestor depends on this moment.

"Bai Ye, take me away."

The young man's face was masked with pain: "Writing novels is so hard. I lose sleep thinking about the plot every day, and then I get scolded by readers for biting a lighter when I have nothing to write about. It's so difficult for me."

As the young man spoke, he wanted to go up and hug Bai Ye's leg to beg, but when he thought that he might be kicked to pieces by the other party, he decisively backed down.

"Is it painful?" Bai Ye looked at the young man in front of him. "Compared to my early training, where I disfigured myself to kill someone and then endured brutal, bloody ordeal, is this difficult?"

"And the backstory you gave me in your book—orphaned, involved in organized crime, robbing banks—is that any easier than what you did?"

"Compared to the protagonists in your stories, you, as the author, are mentally incredibly weak," Bai Ye said, shaking his head in disdain.

"All of this is for the sake of food, and for the so-called plot conflict."

The young man said seriously, "Moreover, the relationship between you and me is not that of creator and character, but rather that I just happened to write a character that matches your past life experiences. The first chapter I wrote today has already explained this very clearly."

"If I didn't write these things, the character I created wouldn't be you, and I wouldn't have met you anyway."

"So, Ah Bai, please take me with you," the young man pleaded.

"Why should I?" Bai Ye asked with a faint smile. "Why do you think I won't kill or torture you, but instead take you away?"

"It's not impossible that I could use the same methods the author used to torture the enemies in the book 'Infinite Attribute Growth' on your phone to deal with you."

The young man's face paled as he recalled the methods described in the other man's book—torturing Alev for years, turning his "luck" into a effeminate man and subjecting him to endless humiliation by Indians…

This method is so excruciating it's worse than death. Let alone endless suffering, even a limited number of days wouldn't be enough for Ge Liheng to endure.

"No, I still have my advantages," the young man said urgently. "For example, as the author, I know you perfectly well..."

The young man wanted to say something, but hesitated for a moment when he met Bai Ye's gaze. He then redefined himself and said, "As the author of the character Bai Ye in the book, and since Bai Ye happens to match your past life, I have an advantage over others."

"Rodriguez, Kingpin, those reincarnators, their tactics are things I've already mastered."

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The young man explained, "I've now gathered all of their sycophantic abilities. All their ideas are in my head. Perhaps no one in the entire Marvel Universe can surpass me in this aspect."

"When it comes to pleasing you, or rather, being a lapdog, no one in the entire multiverse can surpass him," the young man said proudly.

After all, he came up with all the sycophantic tactics in the entire book by himself, which makes him incredibly skilled in that area.

"You're quite self-aware in this regard," Bai Ye nodded in approval.

"And my loyalty to Your Majesty is absolute," the young man said loyally. "Of all the novels I've written, you're the most awesome. If it were John or any of the others who came knocking, I would be the one terrified."

"I even wrote a special side story about the anti-world control mode for you. Every single thing here proves my loyalty, Your Majesty."

"So Your Majesty, please take me away. I can't stand living in this world anymore," the young man pleaded, lamenting his poverty.

Even being an ordinary citizen of the empire would be fine; he had suffered terribly for the past twenty years.

Staring at the young man before him, whose face was covered in pain and who was practically about to kneel in despair, Bai Ye pondered for a moment before nodding and saying, "Alright, it seems the White Empire may be about to welcome its fourth president."

"You agreed." The young man's eyes widened, and then he kicked over the laptop next to him with delight.

"Crack!"

The brand-new computer, which cost several thousand yuan and was less than a month old, lay broken and lying to one side.

"What is this...?" Bai Ye was stunned for a moment.

"Of course, it's to say goodbye to my past life. Now, Your Majesty, please take me back to the White Empire as soon as possible. I'm eager to improve," the young man said with a face full of loyalty.

"What about your things in this world, and the novels..." Bai Ye asked.

"My life has turned a new page. As for the rest of the story in this book, let the countless versions of myself in other universes who never encountered His Majesty complete it."

The young man said excitedly, "I believe this part of our conversation has also been recorded in my other notebooks in that infinite universe. Let my counterparts continue to write the rest of the story."

"From now on, I will write our story, leaving the infinite possibilities of the future to those people, and I will follow His Majesty to the White Empire to become the President," the young man said solemnly.

[The End]

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[Yeah, right. I wasn't the one Bai Ye took away, so of course I have to keep writing, even if it's a pain!]

My own failures are terrible, but my friend's success worries me even more. I'm so damn envious!

Looking at the young man in front of him, Bai Ye nodded silently, raised his hand and gently touched the young man's forehead, completely transforming his body and eliminating some defects.

When the young man came to his senses, he found himself being led by Bai Ye into a magnificent and grand indoor space.

Besides Bai Ye, there was a large middle-aged man sitting in a chair in the room, surrounded by vigilant agents.

"Your Majesty, you're back." Upon seeing Bai Ye, the imposing, obese middle-aged man in the chair immediately stood up and said. The young man then recognized the man's identity as Kingpin.

To be honest, seeing a huge figure, more than two meters tall, standing in front of him for the first time was visually overwhelming for the young man, and his legs felt a little weak.

"I've become Qin Wuyang." The young man smiled bitterly to himself; this was a sense of awe that novels could never provide.

Despite his experiences over the past two decades, he was still unable to calmly face this sycophantic man.

In terms of composure or courage, he might not even be as good as the lowest-ranking nobody in the book; that would be too embarrassing.

Seeing Kingpin get up, Bai Ye nodded calmly.

He then pointed to the young man beside him and said, "This guy will be the president someday."

"Huh?" Kingpin was stunned for a moment, looked at the young man beside him, and didn't understand what was so special about this guy that he was chosen by Bai Ye.

But he still nodded obediently, without any objection. After all, he just had to do what Bai Ye said.

"You must be Kingpin, sir." The young man, his legs feeling a little weak, grasped Kingpin's arm and said, "It's an honor to meet you."

(End of this chapter)