I will never give in to Miss Death

"okay!"

"Give me a fried dough stick and a cup of soy milk!"

I walked along the road outside the apartment to a familiar breakfast shop. Amid the aroma of soy milk, fried dough sticks and pastries, I quietly stood behind the crowd in line.

I have been eating at this breakfast shop for almost three years. The boss and the boss' wife are both locals living nearby and are very easy to talk to. Because I always order a glass of corn juice every time I come here, they are very familiar with me. Every day when they see me walking over here, they will take the initiative to pour a glass of fresh corn juice from the juicer in the back.

"You still have to go to work today, Labor Day?"

When it was the turn of the person in front of me to buy something, he might also be a regular customer. The boss lady prepared eggs and soy milk without waiting for him to say anything: "Isn't the company closed for the holiday?"

"There is no holiday at all. Our company only has four days off a month, so we don't care about May Day or Qingming Festival."

The young man who spoke took the breakfast handed over by the boss and casually scanned the payment code: "If it were you, I'd better cancel the Labor Day holiday."

"How to say?"

"Labor Day was originally a holiday set up by us workers to celebrate the eight-hour work day and two days off that we fought so hard for. Look at the current situation. There are no eight-hour work day or two days off. We didn't fight for them at all. Labor Day can be cancelled. It doesn't deserve the name."

The young man said in a joking tone, walked to the electric bike on the side, and rode: "Business is good."

"Hey, walk slowly!"

It's my turn.

"It's early, little sister."

It was probably the first time that she saw such a young child with such long hair coming out to buy breakfast alone. The lady boss looked at me twice and asked, "What do you want to buy?"

"A meat bun, a vegetable bun, and..."

I wanted to say "corn juice", but thinking that this combination is almost exactly the same as my past self, I hesitated and said casually, "And a cup of soy milk."

"Four dollars together."

“I scanned it with Alipay.”

"okay."

Walking back with breakfast in my hand, I looked at the order information on my phone.

Now there is a problem. I have been using my old Alipay and bank cards to buy things these days, but I don’t know where my original body has gone, and I don’t know how the Grim Reaper will deal with this matter.

If "I" am considered missing at that time, then I, who have used this Alipay and bank card... may encounter a lot of trouble.

"..."

I puffed up my cheeks a little depressed.

I must ask these questions clearly when I meet the Grim Reaper tonight.

……

No.044VOiCE

After returning to the rental house, I ate a bun while opening QQ in front of the computer, collected and organized the messages I received last night, and began to summarize what happened yesterday.

I have a habit of not opening QQ or my cell phone when I’m writing novels, and not checking any external information three hours before going to bed at night.

I have kept this habit for about two years. I don't check QQ or mobile phone messages while writing to ensure my creative inspiration and concentration, and to prevent my emotions from being disturbed by the outside world while I am writing. I don't know about others, but at least I personally cannot switch my mood and control my emotions at any time.

The reason why we are human beings is because we have "emotions" and our moods change due to various external factors.

When I write a book or create a plot, I will first adjust my mood before writing. For example, when writing about the protagonist's battle, I will find a more exciting video such as "High Energy Ahead! Let the World Feel This Visual Feast!" or "A Refreshing Visual Feast Brought by 3D Maneuvers!", and listen to some battle music such as "Victory" and "Last Ride Of The Day" to mobilize my emotions.

I have always believed that if an author cannot even move himself with the plot he writes, he will never be able to move his readers.

Similarly, when I need to write daily plots, I will play some soothing music, such as the BGM in "Nichijou Yuya no Oh" or some interludes in "Girls' Last Journey".

The time when my mood perfectly matches the plot of the novel is the best time for creation, and it is also the time when I least want to be disturbed.

So I will cut off all contact with the outside world at this time.

Because there have been similar examples before - I was typing with QQ open, and then there was a quarrel in the QQ group. Neither side would give in, and the administrator banned them but they still kept cursing. Then someone left the group, and someone directly messaged me privately to curse me as the author, and the window kept shaking. I was typing when I was shaken down and checked the situation in confusion, only to realize that someone was quarreling.

What can we do? Readers come from all over the world, each of them has different opinions and has received different education. Except for a certain green software where all the comments are "May the author of the post be peaceful all his life", people on the Internet can definitely quarrel at any time, and the reader group is no exception.

It is better to say that as long as it is a small group, quarrels are bound to occur.

At that time, my advice to that reader was “just block the people you don’t like”, but the other party responded directly with “how can you be an author if you can’t even manage the group properly”, greeted my family again, and blocked me.

What I happened to need to write about that day was a plot in which the protagonist and the heroine in the book had just overcome difficulties, harvested treasures, and shared joy with each other. I should have written it with a happy and relaxed mood, but because of this incident, my mood suddenly became much worse. I couldn't write a hundred words in half an hour, and my mind was full of the words of the reader who had just greeted his family.

After similar things happened three or five times, I got into the habit of not checking messages while typing, completing the day's updates first, and then dealing with personal matters when I had free time.

But then you will also encounter private message replies such as "I asked you a question for several hours and you didn't reply?", "You are such a big-name author, it deserves that no one reads your novels", "Are you there? Can you reply? Are you so busy?" I can only say that there are pros and cons.

My understanding is that no matter what happens, since I am the author, I must put the quality of the novel first.

Similarly, not looking at external information three hours before going to bed can also prevent encountering depressing things that keep you awake that day. The author himself is in a profession prone to insomnia and anxiety - I would rather get a good night's sleep and then be entangled in all kinds of negative information after waking up the next day.

This habit resulted in me not knowing what happened the entire night after I came back from Mingzhu Building yesterday until the next day.

"Hmm...congenital heart disease, transplant..."

I spent some time carefully reading the messages in my own reader group, the contracted group of Yaedo editor Elodie, the contracted group of Miguabao editor Tuzi, and Pipi's black group, and I understood the whole story.

First of all, let’s talk about the big boss of the bankrupt novel website “Yaetang Novel Network” that I worked for before. His name is Lu Xinjian, a native of Shenbin. More than 20 years ago, he opened a small shop reselling computer accessories in Shenbin, and gradually built it into a small company. Ten years later, the small company grew and moved to Mingzhu Building, which is the "Shenbin Network Technology Co., Ltd." that Pipi and I and others had visited before.

Around 2015, Lu Xinjian saw the explosion of popularity of online novels, and founded "Yaezhetang Novel Network", and asked his company that resold computer accessories to invest in Yaezhetang Novel Network. 2015 was the heyday of online novels, and Yaezhetang Novel Network developed very well.

But the good times did not last long. Due to various policies and changes in people's reading habits, the online novel market began to shrink in 2020. Coupled with some operational reasons, Yaedang Novel Network encountered obvious difficulties in 2021. At the same time, its parent company, Shenbin Technology Network Co., Ltd., also entered a period of losses, and there was not much money in the company's account.

The boss, Lu Xinjian, has a daughter who suffers from congenital heart disease and needs to be hospitalized from time to time. If a suitable heart source is not found, she may die at any time. In addition, the location of the lesion is very complicated, and few hospitals dare to perform artificial heart surgery. It is said that in the months when Yaetang Novel Network was on the verge of bankruptcy, Lu Xinjian had been receiving critical illness notices from the hospital. The high medical expenses made him choose to give up the company. He withdrew all the money in the company account to repay the loan, which instantly broke the capital chain.

That month, the finance department discovered that the company had no money and was the first to run away, followed by the backend, operations and programmers. Only the editors in the editorial department were still working under pressure and connecting with the authors. In April, these editors received a notice that the company had filed for bankruptcy. In May, the Yaedang Novel Network had a 404 error and could not be searched.

This is also the reason why there are still so many things in Shenbin Technology Network Co., Ltd., Room 1002, Mingzhu Building - the boss ran away too fast, the company collapsed almost in an instant, and the employees also scattered, leaving no one behind to pick up the garbage.

What happened next was that Yaedo’s editor-in-chief summoned us, the authors, to the Pearl Building to defend our rights.

After I left that afternoon, the bald editor-in-chief and the authors who stayed behind discussed until four in the afternoon, when they received a phone call to explain the matter of Boss Lu Xinjian, saying that the boss's daughter had waited for the heart, the transplant operation was successful, the boss was in the hospital, and was willing to pay back the money slowly.

Then came what Pipi said... Reporters came in and reported that the boss gave up the company to save his daughter, and then capital came in to inject capital into Yaedang, and Miguabao Novel Network acquired Yaedang.

"Heart transplant..."

After reading the whole story from various QQ groups, I felt a little comforted.

——Does that boss count as snatching a person from the hands of death?

No. 045 Beibei likes Camembert cheese

After breakfast, I simply cleaned up the garbage, straightened my clothes and waist-length hair in front of the mirror, adjusted my hat, and returned to the computer to open the ordinary author signing group edited by Rabbit.

[Has anyone been to the comic exhibition at the Kamijuma Convention Center? The one with the melon bag booth]

I typed this line into the chat window and pressed send. I quickly added another sentence at the end:

[Can you tell me whether the comic exhibition requires tickets or identity verification?]

2022年4月30日到5月6日，神滨市这边有个漫展这件事我是知道的。

As a megacity, Kamihama holds two or three comic conventions almost every year. However, due to my job and because I don't like crowded environments, I only went there a few times during college.

The impression that comic conventions give me is that a bunch of anime fans get together to buy things. The timid ones bring a camera or mobile phone to take pictures from a distance, while the brave ones wear Cosplay costumes to take pictures of others to accumulate popularity. The otakus buy posters, figures, and peripherals.

The profession of Coser gives me a feeling similar to that of the author, of course I am referring to the serious Cos.

In the early stage, you can post Cos pictures on Weibo, forums, etc., wear cute clothes and attend various activities at comic conventions. Once you become popular and famous, you can take on various commercial advertisements and promotions. Some well-known Cosers can earn hundreds of thousands for a dance or an appearance, and the appearance fee of big-name Cosers can even reach millions.

The same goes for the author. In the early stages, he writes books in various free forums, and he does it out of passion when he puts them on the website. Only when his popularity has accumulated and his writing skills have improved can he put his books on the shelves and make money. A big-name author can earn millions or tens of millions from a single book.

But in most cases, these two professions are powered by love. Young authors cannot sign contracts and just entertain themselves, while young Cosplayers spend money to buy clothes and skirts to pursue their dreams.

My main question now is whether tickets are required for the comic exhibition at the Kamihama Convention Center, and whether ID cards need to be checked or something like that.

Sitting in front of the computer, I took out my ID card from my wallet and looked at the girl again.

Yin Nuoer...

I didn't expect that while writing my novel, the author would become the heroine of the book.

The Grim Reaper must have been following me, right? Or has she read my book? Otherwise, how did she know this name?

Under the bright fluorescent light, the little girl's profile picture on the ID card is almost the same as me now, with bangs and long hair hanging naturally behind her, like a little princess who has just entered junior high school.

If you say that a girl like this is 18 years old, I don’t believe it. I guess the police won’t believe it either.

In other words, as long as I am checked, I guess all the police will suspect that the thing in my hand is fake.

Also, since the Death Girl didn’t tell me, I don’t know if this ID card can be used.

Does it only have these superficial contents, or has it already been registered with the Public Security Bureau and the state?

If not, will I be arrested if I use this ID card?

If it is indeed a real ID card, how did the Grim Reaper do it?

Did he directly use "magic" or "superpowers" to modify the law of cause and effect? ​​Did he create a girl named "Yin Nuoer" out of thin air? Or did he sneak to the police station in the dead of night and secretly use their computers to register a new file for me? Then who are my parents? Who is my guardian? What has been the trajectory of my life so far?

There are so many questions that I don’t even know who to ask.

The Death Girl was relieved. Her strange ability to cut through space cracks could be used as she pleased. She was the one who contacted me unilaterally these past two days, and it was difficult to ask her any questions I had.

I couldn't find an answer online about whether tickets are required for this exhibition center. I guess it is very likely to be free, but just in case I still asked in the signing group of Rabbit Editor.

[I went there yesterday, there was nothing good to see. The comic exhibition at Honeydew Bag only sold some physical books and Honeydew Girl merchandise.]

After waiting in front of the computer for a few minutes, someone in the signing group answered my question: [It’s a very small comic exhibition, no tickets are required, but identity registration and dangerous goods inspection are required, which is similar to the subway]

It turned out to be the case.

If I register my identity, I don't need to swipe my card, right? Then I should be fine.

At present, if I want to test whether this ID card can be used, the simplest way I can think of is to go to an Internet cafe and try to see if it can be turned on.

But places like Internet cafes... I don’t particularly like them.

When I was in college, I went to Internet cafes with my roommates several times to play games. The impression I got from that place was that it smelled really bad, a mixture of smoke, sweat, and strange odors, and there were a lot of gangsters nearby.

The two Internet cafes closest to my apartment are in a village in the city. To get to the larger Internet cafes, you need to take a bus in the opposite direction of the convention center. I don’t think it’s necessary to go to an Internet cafe just to verify the legitimacy of my ID card.

I don’t know why, but after becoming a girl I seem to have a slight obsession with cleanliness. When I think about the environment in the Internet cafe and the possibility that I might be followed by strange people, I feel... uncomfortable all over.

Moreover, even if the police really come to check my ID card, I can just say that I am a minor and do not have an ID card.

Anyway, the Grim Reaper will come again tonight, and I can just ask her about the ID card issue then.

[No tickets are required for free entry, right? Thank you]

Thinking of this, I specifically @ed the person who answered my own question, and attached a cat emoticon that said "Listen to me, thank you for warming the four seasons."

[Isn’t this the uncle who just came in yesterday? Are you going to the comic convention too? ]

Just as I was about to shut down my computer and pack up to leave, a message from @大叔爱萝莉 suddenly popped up in the signing group of Rabbit Editor: [You haven’t changed your avatar yet? ]

I was full of questions and tilted my head in front of the computer. After thinking for a while, I remembered that the person with the pen name "Uncle Bei San" seemed to be the one who complained about himself yesterday, "Why am I still using an anime girl's avatar? What kind of thought is that?"

[No, I’ve used this avatar for several years, and readers are used to it.]

My avatar comes from "Puella Magi Madoka Magica". My name is Nagisa Momoe. She is a little girl who likes to eat Camembert cheese. She turned into a witch and bit off senior Mami's head. In 2011, Puella Magi Madoka Magica was very popular, and an artist drew avatars of the five-colored magical girls in the show. Later, as the world view of this anime expanded, the theatrical version "The Rebellion" was released. The snack witch Nagisa Momoe was particularly cute, so the artist added Nagisa Momoe's avatar. After obtaining the artist's consent, I have been using this avatar until today.

Because I was a middle school student at that time, I really liked an ice cream called "Little Pudding". It was cheap and sweet, similar to the Camembert cheese that Baijiang Nagisa liked.

Later, I became an author and tried to change my avatar, but every time I did so, there would be readers complaining, “I almost couldn’t recognize who you are.” In order to prevent readers from mistaking me for someone else, I have been using this cute avatar of Baijiang Zhu until today.

Regarding avatars, game characters and the like, my attitude has always been: use whatever you like.

Boys can play female characters and raise them as daughters or wives, while girls can play male characters and raise them as husbands. Some like to control handsome older brothers, and some think male characters are pleasing to the eye so they want to play them. It's all fine. There's no problem with that.

Similarly, if you like an anime character, it is normal to use that character as your avatar.

[Don't you think it's awkward for a man to use a little girl as his profile picture? ]

What surprised me was that this "Uncle Bei San" in the author group didn't seem to let go of this topic and continued to ask: [I thought you were a woman]

Whether I am a man or a woman has nothing to do with you, right?

Feeling that my values ​​and views were somewhat incompatible with this guy, I did not reply to the author "Uncle Bei San"'s questions. I simply turned off the computer, stood up from the chair, and stretched.