It was eight o'clock in the evening. Jiang Qiao tapped on the keyboard, updated and uploaded the last chapter of the day, and then he let out a long sigh.
Jiang Qiao is a very ordinary author and a college student, but he has a hidden identity - a time traveler.
It has been almost eight years since he came to this world similar to Earth. Jiang Qiao originally thought that he could make a name for himself in this new world by relying on the knowledge he had accumulated on Earth.
But Jiang Qiao sadly discovered that he had no talent for painting or programming, and the only thing he could do was typing on the keyboard.
In eight years, Jiang Qiao wrote five novels, and the performance of each one was just passable, allowing Jiang Qiao to support himself by writing.
However, the situation like the original fire and heat on Earth did not occur. Jiang Qiao summed up the reasons and felt that it was because the technology of this world called Blue Star was about five or six years ahead of that of Earth.
VR games in this world have become mainstream, and computer players of Jiang Qiao's generation can be described as outdated.
Fortunately, eight years later, Jiang Qiao finally saw the golden finger he had gained after traveling through time.
"Can you listen to me?!" A translucent woman who looked about fifteen years old was floating in the air, looking at Jiang Qiao who was holding a lunch box and preparing to eat.
"Go ahead. I'm listening."
Jiang Qiao took a bite of the chicken leg in the lunch box with chopsticks. As a person who had traveled through time, he could calmly accept the appearance of a translucent ghost in front of him.
"Let me introduce myself again, my name is Hai Lan, and I used to be a creator." Hai Lan said, placing his hand on his chest, which seemed to have little to no substance.
"In the past? What about now?" Jiang Qiao's question made Hai Lan's slightly arrogant words choke in her throat.
"Wu...Wuye, my past world was destroyed, but the world you are in now is very dangerous. It won't be long before invaders come to this world! Your world will be torn into pieces and disappear into the void!" Hai Lan told Jiang Qiao the prophecy about the end of the world very seriously.
"Why are you looking for me?" Jiang Qiao put down the lunch box in his hand and asked, "I'm not being modest. I'm just a writer. If you are really that good, shouldn't you go find the person in charge?"
"Because my soul is bound to yours, I just absorbed the consciousness energy of the creatures in this world and awakened not long ago." Hai Lan said helplessly.
"That's an explanation. Do you plan to let me be the savior? Do you have any power to destroy the world?" Jiang Qiao asked.
"I can't break the barriers of the rules of this world. Creating something in this world is already the limit, not to mention giving living things extraordinary powers..."
As Hai Lan spoke, a small piece of iron appeared in her hand and floated into Jiang Qiao's palm. Jiang Qiao was sure that this small piece of iron was a real object.
"Rule barrier?" Jiang Qiao played with the small piece of iron and caught a key word in Hai Lan's words.
"In the world I created in the past, there is a power that you call 'magic', but your world has no magic, nor any extraordinary power, and the gravity is much lower than that of my world. With the rules and barriers of this world, I cannot give you any powerful magic." Hai Lan said.
"So what are you going to do? Use these little pieces of iron to smash the invaders to death?"
Jiang Qiao weighed the iron block and thought it would hurt a lot if thrown on a person's head. It would probably kill someone if it hit the temple.
"I can guide your consciousness into my world. In my world, I can strengthen your consciousness and give you powerful power." Hai Lan said in a sacred tone, like a goddess enlightening her believers.
"Why does it sound like a pyramid scheme to me? But it doesn't matter. How can I enter your world?"
Jiang Qiao put down the iron block in his hand, stood up from his seat and stretched his arms. Sitting for a long time made Jiang Qiao feel very weak.
"Do you trust me so much?"
Hai Lan was a little confused by Jiang Qiao's straightforwardness. She thought it would take her a long time to convince this human.
"I don't know how many times I've written this kind of golden finger plot. The consciousness world sounds a bit like a dream. Should I lie on the bed?" Jiang Qiao acted like a time traveler with rich experience.
"You...just sit there and close your eyes."
Hai Lan was also somewhat glad that she was possessed by a human being with such a strong ability to accept.
Jiang Qiao sat back in his seat and closed his eyes. When he opened his eyes again, he found himself in a vast grassland.
This grassland feels like Minecraft in creative mode.
"There is nothing in this world of yours."
Jiang Qiao looked around and saw nothing but green grass as far as his eyes could see. The sky was also blue without even a white cloud. It looked so fake, as if it was a sticker.
"This is the basic world I just created. You should listen to my plan first." Hai Lan's figure appeared in front of Jiang Qiao. In this world, she was in a physical state. "I can give the creatures in your world extraordinary powers in this world and train a group of warriors who can resist those invaders."
"So how do you plan to make those soldiers obey?"
Jiang Qiao actually has many questions to ask, such as why not make a person himself
But when Jiang Qiao saw this world, he already had some plans in his mind.
"I haven't thought about it yet. The human thoughts I created in the past were still very ancient, but the development of this world's civilization has exceeded my imagination." Hai Lan paused for a moment and added, "So the humans in this world may not be as easy to deceive as I thought."
Cheating? This creator is quite self-aware.
"You can continue to be a god and build a religion to cheat people, but it's too slow... I have a more efficient way."
Jiang Qiao fumbled in his pocket and successfully found the mobile phone that should exist in the real world. Jiang Qiao opened the lock screen of the phone and called up a mobile game he had been playing recently.
"Do you want me to enslave them?" Hai Lan saw the picture on the mobile phone interface. Jiang Qiao's game character was in a gloomy dungeon.
"No! What I mean is that the 'warrior' you mentioned can be called a 'player'!"
Jiang Qiao pointed at his game character on the screen. Jiang Qiao had spent nearly three hundred hours playing this mobile game.
This is definitely a typical example of a player who spends both money and time playing...
"Human beings are inherently lazy. They may avoid training, homework, and work, but there is one thing they will never get bored of."
"Game?" Hai Lan followed Jiang Qiao's thoughts.
"To be more precise, it's a video game." Jiang Qiao locked the screen of his phone again, then stood up from the grass and said, "Creator, I think we can start to transform this world."
"Renovation, do you have any ideas?"
Before waking up, Hai Lan also spent some time observing Jiang Cheng, including watching Jiang Cheng play various video games. She thought Jiang Cheng's idea was feasible, but she didn't know what the world of video games was like.
"First we need a system. Can you program it?"
The girl who could easily create a world shook her head frankly in response to Jiang Qiao's question.
(End of this chapter)