Ark, I am really a serious author!

The next day, Rhode Island.

Because of yesterday's "White Album 3", Kelsey immediately started the high-level meeting in Rhodes Island early in the morning, and all elite operators on the island must participate.

ACE, Scout... These elite operators took their seats one after another.

"Everyone, have you read the three books I posted on the collective communication channel yesterday?"

Kelsey asked.

Just finished asking.

Warfarin was the first to raise her hand.

"I read it all night, Kelsey, your book taste is getting better and better, these three books are so good!! It's a pity that the author of Alina Stock, which I mainly recommend, is pure and inappropriate!"

“…”

Warfarin just finished speaking.

Almost everyone present turned their heads to look at him, and Kelsey also looked at her with a 'nuclear' expression

Testimonials

Ahem, I'm on the shelves again, this is the sixth book I've put on the shelves, and five of them are Ark.

I have also gradually changed from a complete newcomer author to a more experienced author. When I think back carefully when I first wrote the first Kobold, I am still quite emotional.

I don’t know what to say specifically, I believe my old readers must know that I already have two million-word finished Ark fanfiction, plus I am a full-time author, this is my job, my job, impossible It was written that it disappeared suddenly, who would feel sorry for their own rice bowl.

Anyway...

It will be on the shelves tomorrow, and those who are able can give a subscription. If possible, you can also open an automatic subscription. Although it is a bit shameless to say this, it is really easy to feed a book to death.

Regarding updates after release.

Basic daily update of 8000 words + reward chapters

That's it, see you tomorrow~

Regarding the settlement of the bounty.

I was too tired after walking around outside today, and I really don't have the energy to count. I will count how many chapters I owe tomorrow.

Sleep, sleep, good night~

Chapter 44 Xi: "Where is the author!!"

Warfarin also seemed to notice something was wrong with the eyes around her.

Ahaha's hippie smiling voice also gradually disappeared, pretending to be serious, sitting motionless in his seat, watching his nose, nose and heart.

Say something.

Kelsey really wanted to hang this warfarin on the bridge of Rhodes Island, but she couldn't help it anymore. After glaring at the other party, she continued the meeting.

"I think you should have read the content of the book. According to my investigation, many of the plots involved in the first part are the secrets of Longmen. Among them, a few names can be confirmed."

"Chen Huijie, the current senior superintendent of Longmen and the leader of the special inspection team, Mr. Wei, the prototype of reality Wei Yanwu, the governor of Longmen, the real controller of Longmen..."

"The content of the first two volumes has nothing to do with our Rhode Island, but the content of the third volume involves the biggest secret of our Rhode Island. However, this book directly exposes this secret easily, even including the doctor's secret. , all written in the book, so last night I kept thinking about who is the author of this book and what is the purpose..."

Kelsey turned on the projector in the conference hall, and it kept switching back and forth on some of the information Kelsey collected in the middle of the night last night.

All the operators who came to the meeting listened very seriously.

Suddenly, with a burly figure and a handsome ACE that is unique to middle-aged uncles, he said: "Dr. Kelsey, I have a doubt. Since this book involves too many secrets of Longmen, why hasn't Longmen been deleted? Is this the truth? This book is the Longmen people..."

ACE is still very concerned about the content of this book, after all, he sacrificed the third book.

to be frank.

When he saw it last night, as himself, he didn't have any accidents. If it were his real self, in such a crisis situation, he would definitely choose the same approach as in the novel without hesitation, sacrificing himself to protect others .

"It's not..."

Kelsey shook her head.

"According to intelligence, Longmen has nothing to do with this book. As early as a few months ago, Longmen tried to delete this book, but this book is like a ghost. Even if the server of the website is closed, this book will still be deleted. It is hung on the homepage of the website, and there is no trace of this book in the background database of the website.”

"hiss..."

Kelsey's words made many operators gasp, including some senior technicians. They also couldn't figure it out. If you hang a book on the homepage of the website, you can't find the source, or even disconnect it. The main server is not affected in the slightest.

It's like unplugging the power cord of the computer, all the cables are unplugged, but the bare display is still on, and the operation can continue. It's outrageous and supernatural.

At this time.

Little Amiya, who was sitting next to Kelsey, said, "Well... I feel that our Rhodes Island plot below the book seems to be an addition. After all, from the first to the second part of this book, the main character has been It's Longmen."

"Also, the content of the third part is to go to Chernobog to wake up the doctor, but... didn't we just put the doctor in there not long ago? It's impossible to wake up so soon, so...I think, This book seems to describe the future."

"One day in the future, due to some force majeure, Rhodes Island needs to wake up the doctor to take charge of the overall situation. It just so happened that on this day, it was a coincidence that the integration organization attacked Chernobog."

Scout: "So, little Amiya thinks this book is similar to a prophecy?"

Amiya quickly waved her hand: "I guessed, I guessed, I don't know too well."

Kelsey shook her head: "No one can say for sure what will happen in the future. As for whether it is a book of prophecy in the future, the truth will naturally come to light in the future. I am very concerned about the people behind this book."

"There are many types of origin stone skills on this land. The source stone skills included may be only a part, and more may not have been discovered. Maybe somewhere in this world there is someone who has the ability to predict the future. Compared with predicting In the future, I am more concerned about how the people behind the scenes escaped the investigation of Longmen?"

"From now on, all staff in Rhodes Island should be vigilant and pay attention to any relevant information about this author. The meeting will be adjourned."

The officers got up and left.

Warfarin left immediately because she discovered a huge problem!

When did Longmen have such a talented author?

His dominating "Plastic Memory" and "I Want to Eat Your Pancreas" are so good! !Now she desperately wants to go back to her room, read a book while tasting the blood bag, and find a few opportunities to give Amway to others when she has time.

...

...

"Hmph! A boring book, this kind of parting between life and death that only mortals can discover, and only mortals will eat it."

While sniffing her nose, Xi gently rubbed the reddened corners of her eyes with her emerald-green fingers. Her eyes were full of tears. She was beautiful in appearance and elegant in manner, just like a beauty in a painting.

Even so, she remained stubborn.

Finished reading "Plastic Memory".

Xi sat on the ground melancholy, her snow-white and slender legs bent close to her body, her hands clasped her knees tightly, and she curled up into a ball. It looked like a small one, extremely cute.

"Things for mortals may not be able to enter the elegant hall, but as a side dish, it's not bad to taste once in a while, just treat it as a change."

As for painting?

Don't draw for now, I have nothing to do today, rest and rest.

As for the book "Plastic Memory", Xi Zai wondered whether she should put it on the bookshelf behind her. If she put this book on the shelf for collection, she would definitely make a joke of the year.

but....

Think about it.

With Xi Gekong's finger, the book "Plastic Memory" floated in the air and flew to a bookshelf behind Xi.

Her attention was fixed on another book.

"I want to eat your pancreas"

The packaging of this book is more exquisite than the previous one, and Xi still opened it after hesitating for a moment. On the title page of the book was the signature of the dancing 'White Heron'.

Xi sneered.

ugly...

Turn over a few more pages.

Xi frowned slightly: "The plot is so similar to the previous one, heh, these authors cut corners, as I expected, this kind of authors are just ordinary people, it's hard to call them famous."

after awhile.

The only sound left in the room was the sound of flipping through papers.

...

...

After leaving in years.

Bai Xiaolu walks alone in this painted world, with green mountains and green waters, a peach garden outside the pond, children playing and dogs barking endlessly.

Bai Xiaolu walked in this world, like a complete outsider, he could see other people, but the eyes of others never focused on him.

Such sights reminded Bai Xiaolu of his childhood in his previous life.

At that time, he was still young, had no mobile phone, no Internet, and even going to a city was a luxury. The village he lived in seemed like a whole world to him.

Carefree play, brainwashing with partners, no mobile phones, a few people can play happily for a whole day with simple methods, but, with the passage of time, they can never go back.

however.

The world in this painting suddenly brought back memories of Bai Xiaolu.

suddenly.

Bai Xiaolu is clever, he wakes up from his gradual sinking into the past.

"Almost caught on..."

Sure enough, it was exactly the same as what Nian said.

100% attention is required here, and ordinary people here are estimated to blend in soon and cannot escape.

However, even if Bai Xiaolu regained consciousness temporarily, everything in the world in the painting was like a nightmare, and it was still eroding Bai Xiaolu's spirit. He frowned slightly, and casually came to the top of a tallest building.

Close your eyes and start the most basic breathing.

And not far away, Nian was sitting in the teahouse in the world in the painting, sipping tea carefully, he noticed Bai Xiaolu from the corner of his eye, and if he made a slight mistake, he would immediately take action.

"Little Er, have a Frappuccino!"

At this time, the Xiao Er seemed to be stuck, motionless, after a while, the Xiao Er came over and handed a cup of tea to Nian.

"Guest officer, your tea."

Although the world in the painting is called the "world", it is still just a painting in the end, and everything only comes from the creator's knowledge. Nian does not expect Bai Xiaolu to be able to crack it. After all, Bai Xiaolu is still weak now, even if he can crack the painting The middle world, if you want to break it, the possibility is not great.

...

...

"The writing is okay..."

Xi has already read half of "I Want to Eat Your Pancreas". Her reading method is to read word by word, savoring the connotation of the book carefully.

In Xi's view.

Books, like paintings, require taste.

The painting is composed of horizontal and vertical lines, one after another vertical line outlines a complete picture scroll. Appreciating paintings is more like appreciating lines. For famous artists, each line has its own reason.

And so are books.

A book is a complete world outlined by one word after another, each word may have its own unique connotation, ten lines at a glance, for Xi, it is no different from swallowing jujubes whole, unable to taste the ups and downs in it.

Therefore, Xi read the two books all night, and it was already light outside, but Xi hadn't finished the second book yet.

Xi was quite interested in books, after all, books and paintings had the same essence.

Xi has read many of Dayan's famous works over the years. The connotation is deep, thought-provoking, and the text is thick, which makes people feel deeply and empathize with them.

However, works such as "Plastic Memory".

Xi was watching it for the first time.

This is her first contact with 'interesting novels' other than masterpieces.