I will never give in to Miss Death

"I seldom play mobile games, mainly because I don't have much time..."

"You can call me anything you want...but please don't be too intimate, please."

Out of politeness, I could only respond to this guy in a scattered manner.

To be honest, I also want to be like Pipi, who can just sit down and take out his phone to type when he is out doing errands, but I don’t have his talent yet.

Imagine this: this is the most prosperous place in the city. The huge garden is full of bustling sounds. The sun is shining brightly overhead, and you can hear the advertisements of the LCD TV under the Pearl Tower not far away. Writing a novel in such an environment... I guess only a great author can do it.

What's more, when writing novels on a mobile phone, the typing speed and thinking intensity are greatly reduced.

"Noer, how about you..."

Just when I was trying to kill time by checking the messages in the group on my phone, the "cockroach bully" suddenly said:

"How about you scold me?"

I stood there in a daze for several seconds.

"what?"

I looked up at the boy in confusion: "What did you say?"

"You...you just cursed at me?"

The cockroach bully avoided my gaze, looking very embarrassed: "Your voice is really cute, just like that... that Chino in the Rabbit, soft and mushy... Can you scold me? Or just look at me with a look of disgust and disgust, please..."

This guy... is a pervert!

At this time, Jiang Wei, who had run away at some point, came back carrying a big bag.

"Hahahaha, milk tea is here!"

As he spoke, he placed several large bags on the lawn next to me: "Green milk tea, red milk tea, this one has pearls, this one has coconut flakes and tapioca pearls, which flavor do you like, Nuoer?"

"I……"

I felt a little embarrassed: "I don't want to use it, it's too expensive."

I remember that the milk tea nearby costs at least more than 20 yuan a cup?

"It's okay. Haven't we always been good brothers? If we're good brothers, we shouldn't care so much."

"Marisa's Iron Butt" Jiang Wei took out a cup of milk tea from the bag with a nonchalant look: "Don't think that I'm spending money just because you're a girl. You, Pippi, and Ji have been brothers for many years. Even if you're an uncle, I'll treat you today."

"OK then."

Thinking back to the "Marisa's Iron Butt" in my memory, she wasn't that kind of person, so I took the milk tea and said, "Thank you."

If calculated at 20 yuan per cup, the total price of milk tea on the lawn is estimated to be more than 100 yuan, but it does not seem to be a big number for "Marisa's Iron Butt".

Like Pipi, Jiang Wei was a best-selling author on Yaedang Light Novel Website at that time. Although Yaedang Light Novel Website was not a very large novel website, it was not a small and unknown website either. The traffic was still sufficient. As long as an author's subscription could rank among the top ten on the entire network, his income would be at least 100,000 yuan.

With an income of more than 100,000 yuan a month, and "Marisa's Iron Butt" also has other side jobs, such as repairing computers and mobile phones, and opening an online store. A few hundred yuan of spending is really nothing to him. If I refuse at this time, I really don't consider him as a friend.

I poked the thin film of the milk tea cup with the straw, tried to sit in a ladylike posture, and then took a sip carefully.

It has a light aroma of black tea, not too sweet, probably because I was specifically told to use less sugar, and it contains coconut flakes.

Hmm... I remember how long it has been since I had milk tea?

Being able to drink iced milk tea for free in such hot weather...it's a little bit of happiness.

"Hello, is this the offline gathering of the Yaedo Authors' Rights Protection Group?"

As they were drinking milk tea, several boys came over from not far away. One of them gestured to the crowd behind him and introduced them one by one: "I'm Apacha, this is Dali, that's the leader of Jianlongyuan... Who's Pipi?"

Pipi stood up: "I am."

"Can I get my royalties back?"

"I'm not sure yet. I've made an appointment with the editor-in-chief. I'll bring someone here today and then go to their head office to find the person in charge. Whether I can get it depends on the situation."

"Oh……"

The author, who calls himself "Apacha," pondered: "How long have you been waiting here?"

"We've been here for less than an hour. Please take a seat first. We will all set off together at 12 o'clock. Their head office is in the Pearl Building, not far from here."

"Okay, let's take a break. Wait... Is there any place to buy drinks nearby? I'm so thirsty."

"Yes, there are several milk tea shops over there, but they are a bit expensive."

"It's okay, boss, go buy some milk tea. Don't make it too sweet."

Seemingly noticing me happily drinking milk tea on the lawn, this "Apacha" was a little confused: "Is Pipi your daughter?"

"My daughter is not that big."

Pipi smiled bitterly: "This is the author in our group, Uncle loves Loli, don't you remember?"

"Oh...huh?"

Pipi's words made the boys who were about to buy milk tea stop in their tracks instantly, and they all cast incredible looks at me.

"She...she is the author? Uncle loves Loli? The one...the one you keep calling uncle?"

"Hey..."

Under the gaze of a large group of people, I awkwardly put the milk tea in my hand on the lawn, stretched out my little hand and waved to the people around me——

"Hello...you guys..."

"..."

No. 030 The author who stood up was stood up

The time is wandering, the people are wandering.

As Pipi continued to promote in the group, several authors came to Mingzhu Garden intermittently in more than three hours from nine in the morning to twelve at night.

Some of these people traveled thousands of miles to Kamihama City by train or plane, while others lived near Kamihama and got up in the morning, brushed their teeth, had breakfast, and then rushed here by train.

In the end, the rights protection group, which originally consisted of about a hundred people, had more than thirty people.

It is said that there are still seven or eight people who have no idea about defending their rights, and simply use the collapse of this website to relax themselves... They came to Kamijuma City for a trip, but they said they would not go to defend their rights and ask for wages. When there is a result, just notify them in the group.

In the words of Jiang Wei and his colleagues, they are "a bunch of cowardly guys who only want to reap the fruits of victory."

But to be honest, Yaedang Novel Network was such a large website, with at least several thousand contracted authors. After it went bankrupt, it delayed paying royalties for one or two months. The popular authors set up a group to demand their wages and protect their rights, but only recruited about a hundred people, and among these more than a hundred people, only more than 30 participated in offline activities.

"Look at those people. It's fine if they just keep updating, but why do they even keep their own royalties?"

At noon, the sun was shining brightly. "Apacha", who specializes in writing about urban life, complained on the lawn: "Other girls in their teens are here, but a bunch of grown men are choosing to swallow their anger after their royalties are swallowed?"

"Speaking of which, there really aren't any female authors among us..."

The cockroach bully also said, "Except for Nuo'er, there is no woman."

"It's right that there are no female authors here. This is a male-oriented fiction website. There are few female readers and even fewer female authors. It's rare to find female authors who earn so much that they need to defend their rights. Besides, others have to worry about whether they will encounter a pervert like you."

Jiang Wei rolled his eyes at the guy and said, "If I had known that the uncle's favorite loli was a little sister like Nuo'er, I would have advised her not to come. Then we brothers will help her get the royalties."

"Why? What's wrong with female authors? Can't female authors come to defend their rights?"

"It's not that you can't come, it's just that it's best not to come, unless you have a boyfriend with you. Otherwise, it's really too dangerous for a woman to come alone to a big city where she is unfamiliar with the place. It's not recommended..."

"Okay, it's almost time."

At this time, Pipi, who seemed to have written several chapters of a novel on his phone, stood up and said, "Click on the number of people. How many people are here?"

"Thirty-four people."

Jitu Tonglong also took off his headphones: "Thirty-three men and one girl."

"Okay, it's already 12:10. We won't wait any longer. Everyone, take your things and let's go."

Pipi waved his hand and said to me, "Nuo'er, follow me closely. Don't get lost."

"Eh?"

I was dumbfounded, feeling confused: "Have I... have I left you with the impression that I am so dumb that I could get lost?"

"what……"

After I reminded him, Pipi came back to his senses and quickly scratched his head while apologizing to me: "Sorry, sorry, I thought you were my daughter. I couldn't change my habit all of a sudden. My daughter is over three years old and doesn't like to be held. I'm always worried that she'll get lost when I go out."

"Haha, old father, I understand."

"Marisa's Iron Butt" also joked, "So did Nou often lose his brother when he was a child?"

"No!"

I almost subconsciously said, "Wake up and just treat me as an uncle!"

"Because judging from your appearance, Nuo'er, you really give me the feeling that you are the type that can be seduced away with just a cup of milk tea..."

Jiang Wei joked: "Maybe you don't even need a cup of milk tea, a bottle of Coke or marshmallows will be enough."

"Marshmallow……"

Speaking of this word, my mind can't help but emerge the uncle who was squatting at the door of the vegetable market and crying not long ago.

At that time, I was kind enough to treat him to marshmallows, but I lost so much.

"Stop making a fuss, stop making a fuss. The editor-in-chief has replied to my message. He is over at the Pearl Building. Let's go over there now."

Pipi walked over and motioned for those who were still playing mobile games to stand up: "Pearl Tower 1002, th floor."

"..."

As far as I can remember, the Pearl Building is one of the "Twelve Rumors" of Kamihama. It is an 11-story building with a closed top floor. It is said that more than ten years ago, a girl who was trapped in love took a taxi to the Pearl Building at four in the morning, where overtime was still allowed at that time, and took the elevator to the 11th floor. Then there was no news from her.

Until now, the Kamihama City Government has not found the whereabouts of this girl, and there was no abnormal scene in the surveillance video of her last appearance. She just entered the elevator normally, pressed the button for the 11th floor, and then walked out of the door when she reached the 11th floor.

Since then, the Mingzhu Building has sealed off its 11th floor, invited Taoist priests to perform rituals, and spent hundreds of thousands of yuan to add two stone lions on the first floor to suppress negative and evil spirits. Subsequently, relevant regulations were introduced - all companies or enterprises in the Mingzhu Building are not allowed to work overtime, and everyone must go home by 8 pm at the latest. At : pm, a special security guard will come to turn off the power and close the door. If someone is still inside at this time, they can either spend yuan to ask the security guard to come back and open the door, or spend the night in the building in the dark.

However, this legend has also attracted many internet celebrities and anchors who are specifically looking for excitement. These people like to hide inside the building in advance and hide until 8:30 when the power is turned off and the whole building is dark. They only start the live broadcast after the door is locked.

Later on, in order to attract popularity, many anchors even brought portable blankets with them and broadcast all night long, not leaving the building until the security guard opened the door at six o'clock the next day.

Because of the publicity of these anchors, the "rumors" about the Mingzhu Building became more and more outrageous. Some said that a girl's crying was heard during the live broadcast in the middle of the night, some said that a ghost was seen in the corridor, and some people even used special effects to create a bunch of supernatural videos and posted them online to attract traffic.

——Now that I know the Grim Reaper, can I just ask her what these rumors are about?

"Do you think there are really supernatural events here?"

While riding the elevator, the man whose pen name I remember should be "Apacha" asked curiously: "Kamihama City, the mysterious city, the twelve rumors... It feels very suitable for the author to draw materials here."

"It's suitable for urban supernatural writers, but not fantasy and martial arts writers."

Jiang Wei yawned. "I'm looking forward to seeing a ghost, a female ghost is best. This crappy game Earth Online is so hopeless. It requires a lot of time and money. I'm already level 100 but can't beat the daily level 20 game. The planners also organize new player activities every day and try their best to squeeze old players. If nothing supernatural happens, I feel like my life will end at a glance."

Considering that there are many people here and there are only three elevators, we chose to take them in batches and mix with office workers who go out to eat on their way to and from get off work, so as not to cause much noise.

The reason why we decided to come here at 12 noon to "demand wages" was because of this. Most of the companies in the Pearl Building are small and medium-sized, and the lunch break is only about an hour. At noon, everyone either orders takeout or goes downstairs to eat fast food. The elevator has the largest flow of people at this time - otherwise, when the first floor is empty during working hours, dozens of people suddenly rush in, and the security guards probably think there is a rebellion.

"Ding Dong! We're on the 10th floor."

Amidst an emotionless mechanical announcement, the elevator door in front of me opened.

After walking out of the elevator, Pippi took out his cell phone and made a call.

After a while, the sound of an incoming phone call came from not far away on the left.

"Here here!"

As the ringing sound got closer, I saw a middle-aged man with a shaved head walking towards me.

"Bad news, we are a little late."

The bald man walked over to us and pointed to a large office with the address "1002" not far away, his face full of helplessness.

"Their company also filed for bankruptcy...the boss ran away."

No. 031 Look at the big girl

"The parent company of Yaetang Novel Network, Shenbin Network Technology Co., Ltd., filed for bankruptcy three days ago. I heard from the security guards here that they just moved out yesterday."

We were taken to office 1002, and the bald man who claimed to be the editor-in-chief of Yaedo said helplessly, "I'm afraid the payment for this article is a bit uncertain."