I'm drawing an action-packed anime within a depressing one!

"????"

"What about the Calabash Brothers?"

Before Wen Xiaohui could speak, her best friend interrupted, "Don't tell me it's another 'Monster City' search?"

"Yes! It's still this monster city."

Seeing her best friend's dumbfounded expression, Wen Xiaohui quickly explained: "Although this monster city was drawn by Tian Xiaoxi, the author said that the three comics in it were actually drawn by a comic artist named He Zhou."

"He drew his own image into the monster city, and the two of them were collaborators. You can also consider this comic to be drawn by He Zhou."

Tian Xiaoxi has already announced this to everyone in the group.

Everyone now knows that the content they love to watch in the Monster City is actually drawn by He Zhou.

Someone also posted it in the comments section.

...

After finishing her daily science lesson with her best friend, Wen Xiaohui had just hung up the phone and was about to get up to cook when she arrived in the living room to find it in complete disarray.

This includes, but is not limited to, pieces of blankets scattered on the floor, fallen paintings, and shattered glass bottles.

A nimble raccoon is doing parkour in the living room.

"Big White!!!"

"You're destroying the house again!!"

She was jumping around excitedly, which inexplicably reminded her of the demon Nezha she had just seen.

Looking at the mess on the ground, unable to beat it up, I could only angrily take a picture and post it on a short video platform to vent. The caption I unconsciously added was: "[My pet demon!]"

I don't know why!

I always felt that the term "demon pill" was so evocative!

That perfectly describes her mischievous cat!

After it was posted, the traffic came in very quickly.

People initially just laughed it off, but when they saw the copy, they became a little curious.

Magic pill?

Is this some new meme?

...

[Popularity increased by 0.5]

[Popularity increased by 0.5]

The surge in popularity, with its constant ringing of notifications, dispelled He Zhou's drowsiness.

Why are there suddenly so many more people?

Even just looking at the popularity score, it's clear that at least 500 new readers have joined.

The number of readers has increased from a stable 500 to around 1,000, and the popularity score has more than doubled.

Just as He Zhou was about to read the comic book readers' comments remotely, his homeroom teacher suddenly walked in.

She had just reached the door when she let out a soft sigh, the sound of which was so clear that it immediately put He Zhou on alert.

Wait a minute.

Sigh.

This is going to be part of the plot!

He immediately sat up straight, staring intently at the homeroom teacher.

Just as expected.

The homeroom teacher scanned everyone before saying, "Next week, everyone will undergo a load-bearing capacity test."

"Our class's curriculum will also be changed accordingly."

"!"

Doesn't this mean that training courses are about to begin?

Just as He Zhou was about to feel happy, she heard her say in a heavy tone, "Although this is not a good thing for everyone, it's like asking everyone to light a lamp in the dark. A lit lamp can illuminate and dispel the darkness, but it is also conspicuous."

"But I believe that everyone is no longer afraid of death, right?"

Although it's said in a very riddle-like way.

However, He Zhou understood and couldn't help but remain speechless.

Hammer!

You're not afraid, but I am!

I'm going home!

Chapter 32: Spurred into a frenzy of grinding! (Please continue reading!)

After the homeroom teacher announced the change, the other students were puzzled by the sudden change in the course schedule.

During lunch, He Zhou overheard the people around him discussing something.

"Didn't the school tell us to embrace death and accept separation, that separation is the norm in life and death is a new beginning?"

"Why are we suddenly changing the curriculum and having to practice?"

"Maybe they were spurred on by those guys from No. 7 Middle School. They're still here, aren't they? Their progress is much faster than the experimental class."

When the person who was speaking saw He Zhou walk to the side, they turned around and asked, "Right, Xiao Zhou?"

"..."

He Zhou casually replied, "Yeah, that's right."

Suddenly, I have to start cultivating.

Could it be a chemical reaction caused by the official start of the plot?

Based on the previous analysis, the storyline should have been at the point where the author had arranged for the team to assemble, but now it's clearly different.

...

Before we even reached the cafeteria, there was a commotion ahead.

A large group of people panicked and scrambled out of the cafeteria.

The extreme terror in their scattered scattering made He Zhou's heart skip a beat.

Why does it feel like I won't be able to have lunch again?

The person who ran out was terrified, his eyes completely different from the numb and calm he had shown a few days ago.

"Someone's dead! Someone from No. 7 Middle School is dead!"

"That one from that day!"

It's him again!

They were rambling incoherently: "Isn't death supposed to be liberation and freedom? But the way he just yelled... that's not how it was at all."

"You guys think that since we were like that last time... it might be our turn sometime soon, right?"

Their voices, trembling with suppressed panic and anger, made them look like frightened birds: "So that's how he died! It wasn't like what was written in the school textbooks at all! He was in a lot of pain!"

Even He Zhou himself felt goosebumps rising on his back.

After Lin Fan's incident, a demon inexplicably appeared in the cafeteria and attacked the students, but fortunately, the student was rescued.

This time it won't be...

I went over to take a look.

Even from a distance, before He Zhou could see anything, he heard Jiang Dai's wary voice: "The smell is the same."

"It's the one from that day."

"Meow! I've had my fill of jerky today!"

...

It's clear that some readers are also following the story, with comments popping up one after another in the comments section.

[Holy crap! I thought Nezha had updated! Why is it this otherworldly plot again! How did that person die in such a grotesque way?]

[My goodness, that scared me! Sometimes you don't need to draw in such detail. Did you guys see that dead student's perspective just now? It was a dense mass of demons.]

[Isn't it supposed to be a matter of idealism? Why aren't the others this fast? Why is he the only one so fast? There must be a reason, right?]

[I know that! I noticed the foreshadowing the author used last time! It seemed like the demons came because of him that day, and he even called out "brother."]

He Zhou got goosebumps all over his back.

While others were completely clueless, he knew much more.

In this comic book world, cultivation mainly depends on the character's level.

As the character's level increases, the energy that the body has absorbed over the years can be released like a flood to rapidly increase the cultivation level, which manifests externally as the brightness of the lamp pool.

It doesn't require the arduous cultivation methods of the novels and comics I've read before; instead, the body absorbs nutrients anytime, anywhere.

It's just that the role wasn't right before, and the capacity wasn't enough, so it was like being blocked by a silt.

Therefore, what they are cultivating is the character level, which for them is the carrying capacity.

More important than cultivation is cultivating the mind. If you have a bad mindset, are extremely afraid of demons, and subconsciously believe that they are real and will come... then they will most likely come.

What's most infuriating is that, according to what the homeroom teacher just said, the higher the energy, the brighter and stronger the light pool will be, just like a light that suddenly turns on in the law of the jungle, which is more likely to attract demons.

So, the reason you didn't feel pain when you died before was probably because the plot hadn't started yet?

He Zhou found it somewhat absurd, but still wanted to go forward and confirm it.

...

The night patrolmen were already dealing with the situation over there, and even Jiang Yueye, who was carrying a lantern, was there. He Zhou went over to take a look.

In the past, the demons had been dealt with, and the dead students had been covered with a white cloth.

As you get closer, you can only catch a glimpse of his hand peeking out from under the white cloth. It has turned completely bluish-gray, giving it a terrifying, fleeting appearance.

He Zhou got goosebumps all over his body from watching this.

"You should have understood that day that this was his inevitable end."

Lu An had been quietly watching from the side for quite some time without anyone noticing. Only when he looked over did he finally say, "We're all the same."

He Zhou: "..."

Who's like you!

I'm going home!

...

In the afternoon, He Zhou only rested for a while to recover his energy before starting to work like crazy.

Sparks flew from the pen.

No one needs to urge them at all.

It was like I was resting while getting a nosebleed, and then frantically drawing after I recovered.

This place is too chaotic and scary.

I need to finish drawing Nezha soon. Last time, although it only showed the abilities of a lowly soldier from Chentang Pass, the quality was quite good.

If the comic gains popularity and becomes more mainstream, it can generate a huge boost in sales.

The comic book readers were confused.

[Has Lao He been provoked? Why has he suddenly started working on comics all of a sudden? It looks like he's about to shoot sparks from his pen.]

Could it be because of what happened in the cafeteria?

【Are you crazy? Lao He is just another author who drew his own image in the monster city. What's so scary about him? He can't possibly be scared by reading comics!】