Arknights, are you a good person?

There will be more updates in the future. I will write 5,000 words every day, three updates a day and two updates a day. Considering whether it can be put on the big bookshelf, I may combine chapters as appropriate.

As for the bounty, I'll wait until the updates are stable after the book is on the shelves. I'll first increase the readers' trust, and I'll have the confidence.

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That’s the update plan, now let me talk about my creative process.

There are three inspirations for this book. One is the Dragon Gate in Arknights, another is the large number of Hong Kong movies I watched in the 1990s, and the last is the praise for the lofty morality in "Honkai Impact 3".

In the game, you can do immoral things with a clear conscience by consuming [Praise of High Morals].

I laughed so hard when I saw this. It felt like a great idea that could definitely be written into a novel.

As a result, after waiting for several weeks, there were a lot of fan fictions about Bengtie that were just trying to take advantage of the popularity, but no one wrote one.

At this time, I was a little confused.

Is it because readers don’t like it?

I wrote ten chapters and finally breathed a sigh of relief.

It turns out that it’s just a little difficult to write. It scared me. I thought it wouldn’t look good.

When I write, I will first decide on the “temperament” of a novel. This is very important, but it cannot be described in words.

The temperament of this book is probably immoral.

I chose Longmen because the temperament here is more in line with my book, and it doesn't feel out of place to imitate Stephen Chow's old movies. If it were the Syracuse gang or the Colombian gang, it would not fit in well.

After choosing a good location, the next step is to polish the opening.

The beginning of the first edition was written in July this year.

I'm not afraid of you laughing at me when I say this, but in the beginning I felt a little pity for Qi Yuan. I didn't want him to work in a gigolo bar, and I was ready to call the police if he was kidnapped by gangsters and forced to work as a gigolo.

But after a month of trying, I just felt something was not right. I was caught and then called the police. This process was so cowardly, I didn't feel anything at all.

Things that I don't feel anything about are unlikely to become popular.

Before writing, I steeled myself with the idea that the protagonist must take the initiative, and even if he surrenders, he must be one step ahead of the enemy, so fast that the enemy will be caught off guard.

Several versions were changed like this, and a lot of hair was changed, but the protagonist's awesomeness could not be shown. In some versions, the Axe Gang didn't come to the door until the fifth chapter, which was too slow.

It wasn't until September that I wrote the current beginning, and then I followed the outline all the way through, very smoothly.

The first chapter was uploaded at the end of October. As of today, more than 62 days have passed, and there are chapters in total.

My creative process is outline → chapter outline → adding jokes to the chapter outline → main text. The advantage is that the structure is clear and I know what I want to write in each chapter. The disadvantage is that it is difficult to fill it with water.

After all, I have already prepared the chapter outline. I won't get stuck on the writing, but only on the plot. The time for getting stuck on the plot doesn't match up with the time for writing the main text, so I can only think hard and not fill in the blanks.

That’s all I have to say. The essence of it is still complaining about the difficulty of creation.

You've heard a lot of nonsense from me, now let's listen to some useful knowledge and quickly end this speech.

After watching a lot of gangster movies, I not only found a lot of material, but also gained an unexpected benefit: I learned how to walk like a mature person.

Now, I share this knowledge.

First of all, you should walk with larger amplitudes and at a slower speed.

Next, raise your head slightly, look down at the person you are talking to, and hold a toothpick in your mouth.

Finally, when walking, don't swing your forearms, but swing your shoulders, and use your shoulders to drive the swing of your arms.

Put on a suit jacket with padded shoulders and you will walk with style.

Go try it in front of your classmates.

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063: Jessica's mission reports are all about Qi Yuan (Please order first!))

"What's going on in your head all day?"

After hearing the modification request submitted by Qi Yuan, the emperor was upset: "This is too immoral."

"Did I ask anything unreasonable?"

Qi Yuan said innocently, "I just want it to have a spell shielding effect that is ineffective when it is put together, and only work when it is separated. At the same time, the sound and light effects will be enhanced, making it look like a very powerful spell-casting unit."

"..."

"Be powerful and fierce!" Qi Yuan emphasized.

It was obviously the first time for the emperor to be the second party. Faced with the many demands of the first party, he clenched his bright yellow beak tightly and was unable to speak for a long time.

brush!

The tower made of cigar boxes next to him suddenly collapsed, and the emperor looked over when he heard the sound.

When he looked back again, his expression had softened a lot and he agreed to whatever request was made.

At the same time, he was still mumbling:

"Pay more money, pay more money. Leitania's shitty, outdated music is more depressing than listening to white noise. The performer's level is also worrying. Ah... he must be a drunken Lateran poet who is in the church choir!"

"Archangel, help me move these cigar boxes back to the collection room!" The emperor walked quickly into the record collection room holding the spell prohibition unit provided by Qi Yuan.

It is a case of hating the whole house and everyone in it.

Aneng, with a halo on his head, looked confused. He rushed in in a panic and picked up the wooden cigar boxes on the ground.

Qi Yuan lent a hand.

Angel Neng looked puzzled: "I don't know what happened to the boss. Weren't we having fun just now? Thank you, Qi Yuan."

Morality +1

But then, the Angel of Exorcism showed a longing expression again and asked embarrassedly:

"Can I see your waves?"

It was a bit embarrassing to let a girl watch a Qigong wave that could only last for three minutes at most, but the Angel of Energy was so sincere that Qi Yuan couldn't refuse. He nodded and began to charge the Qigong wave with both hands.

Five seconds to charge.

biu!

A thin blue light flashed along the corridor, shot out of the window, drew a straight stream of light, and finally dissipated in the air.

"handsome!"

The eyes of the Angel of Power lit up: "Is this also from boxing training?"

Qi Yuan nodded without hesitation.

"Qi Yuan, do you feel that the light wave you shot out just now is a bit like a gun bullet? Do you want to learn gun fighting techniques from me?" She tried to seduce, but Angelica was obviously not good at that kind of seductive tone and was still so energetic.

"I'll switch with you!"

The Archangel carried the cigar box and clenched his fists.

Qi Yuan shook his head firmly.

"You can't do two things at once. I only practice one skill at a time, never more than one."

So loyal?

The Angel of Power immediately put away her thoughts, lowered her head and honestly moved bricks. Compared with usual times, she was extremely depressed at this moment.

"Actually, you don't have to take it so seriously."

Qi Yuan comforted him, "I am special. Most people can't learn as many tricks as I can."

The Archangel nodded in agreement.

She was extremely convinced of this conclusion.

The two called Croissant and Texas, as well as the nameless giant panda, and after a lot of effort, they moved all the offerings that the emperor had received in the past few days into the storage room.

The amount is astonishing.

"Qi Yuan!"

Before Qi Yuan suggested going to the front to get some wine, the emperor's voice instantly resounded throughout the room, revealing his full impatience.

"The technical level of the person who invented this thing is so poor. I can't stand it."

A regular hexahedron flashing red light flew over.

"I completely covered his sheet music! I washed out a new one directly. If you dare not be satisfied, get out now!"

Qi Yuan was quick-eyed and quick-handed, catching them in mid-air.

The emperor didn't even show up, and he slammed the door shut. It seemed that he was very annoyed by the classical and stale music. Now he was going to hide in the room to listen to his favorite records to cleanse his ears.

Not long after, distorted metal sounds, rock voices, and passionate rap all floated out from the crack in the door.

“This is music!”

The emperor shouted excitedly.

After making sure that the boss was fine, Qi Yuan lowered his head and looked at what he had caught.

Originally they were two regular hexahedrons, but after being transformed by the emperor, they have become an inverted pyramid-shaped object with exaggerated gold color and a big gold chain on it.

"The boss thinks highly of you."

Texas said solemnly, "He never gave us the same big gold chain as the boss. Put it on now."

"There's no rush yet."

Qi Yuan pulled the golden pyramid and applied light force. The pyramid immediately and smoothly split into two. With a buzzing sound, it was as if it was hit head-on by a subwoofer. All the internal organs were shaken, and a circle of golden ripples instantly spread out.

"Originium techniques are prohibited here."

Qi Yuan stretched out his hand, pretending to be serious, all he needed was a judge's hammer.

"My gun really won't fire."

Exia pulled the trigger at the sky outside the window, scaring Croissant so much that his face turned green.

"What are you doing, Angel?"

"Why, you don't trust the boss's skills?" Angelus retorted smugly, "That's your fault, Croissant."

Croissant was speechless for a moment.

"It's okay, the emperor can't hear you."

Qi Yuan comforted him, closed the pyramid again, put on a big gold chain and wore it on his chest. Now he felt that he was very good at playing cards.

"The Emperor's craftsmanship is really good."

"The Black Steel mercenaries haven't left yet. You can go and test it."

Texas provides a timely reminder.

"They haven't left yet, why?" Qi Yuan stroked the pyramid, unable to let it go.

"Are you sure you want to ask this? I don't know what to write in their mission report. Razer was at the meeting site to prevent the terrorists from cutting off the power supply. He sat with Plug for two days. Franca was slacking off the whole time, and Jessica followed you and watched the fun all the way."

Texas took a deep breath and counted them all.

For some reason, Qi Yuan felt that he seemed to resonate with her.

"I'll go find them right away."

Since it was working hours, Qi Yuan specifically asked Yis for leave and asked him for a glass of gold tequila.

"Dip it in salt, dip it in lemon... Yeah, that's right, finally someone can drink properly."

Yis was extremely pleased and waved his hand.

"Go."

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The hotel where Heigang stayed.

Jessica looked nervous as she looked at the two seniors in front of her. Each of them was holding a booklet with "Black Steel Operator Jessica's Mission Report" written on the surface of the booklet.