"It's actually nothing."
Zhang Daniu drank a full glass of cold beer, hiccupped a big belch, and waved a meaty bone, "You know, I have written some things before, but "Forty Thousand Years of Cultivation" is It's completely different—I can't tell when, some fragmented and mottled dreams always appear in my mind, like countless shining lanterns, floating, circling, and dancing in the depths of my mind, every time Every lantern is a planet, and there are countless stories of countless people on the planets in various poses and with different expressions.
"I don't have to do anything at all. As long as I put my hands on the keyboard, the wonderful stories happening on those outer space planets will continue to flow out, as if they have real life and are completely out of my control."
"Is it... a dream again?"
Li Yao lost his mind for a while, pondered for a moment, and said, "So, during the creation process, brother Niu, did any strange things happen, or was there any abnormality in his body?"
"Strange? Abnormal?"
Zhang Daniu blinked, "It's not particularly strange, but I have not been very lucky recently, and I also have a little tendonitis and lumbar muscle strain. What do you mean?"
"Nothing, nothing."
Li Yao smiled and pretended to pour wine for Zhang Daniu, but "accidentally" touched the other's wine glass to the ground.
—If the other party really has a superhuman nerve response speed, he should catch the wine glass like a conditioned reflex, right
But Zhang Daniu was really unresponsive, allowing the wine glass to fall to the ground, splashing beer foam all over his body.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, brother Niu is really sorry."
Li Yao hurriedly wiped the other party, and asked by the way, "By the way, someone told Brother Niu that the styles of the four and five hundred chapters of "Forty Thousand Years of Cultivation" are completely different. It seems that two different authors wrote it. People have a strong sense of tearing—I think this style of writing is very harmful to grades from a business point of view. Readers who like the front style will inevitably get impatient when they see the back, while readers who like the latter style often can’t stick to it. After four or five hundred chapters, how did Brother Niu think about writing this way?"
"Don't, don't mention it!"
Zhang Daniu didn't care about such trivial things as the wine glass falling on the ground, he slapped his thigh, rolled his tongue and said, "If you don't believe me, I, I don't know what's going on!
"Actually, this book has been written according to the previous four or five hundred chapters. It was written smoothly and without much effort. There are still many readers who support it. I originally thought about it and kept writing like this. Anyway, I just kill monsters." , upgrade, slap in the face, by the way, find a woman, the most important thing is a woman, I plan to find a new woman for Li Yao every time I change a map, and find a new woman for Li Yao every time I change a map Ladies, change to another map, hey, guess what, here are two lasses, alien sisters, readers are sure to applaud!
"Besides, think about how many slaps a girl can draw, revenge and messy plots. Find three or five girls, a dozen or so girls, and a few million words will come out. How easy and fun, yes Bar?"
"Uh… "
Li Yao sounded a little awkward, but nodded and said, "That's right."
"Yeah, I've already planned it out. The speaker of the federation, the queen of the empire, and the leader of the holy alliance are humanoid crystal brains—it can also be a girl full of metal textures, and what kind of monsters, Beauties from the Demon Race, the Immortal Race, the Pangu Race, the Nuwa Race, a few, dozens of races, and Li Yao's "Battle for the Great Dao" in the vast sea of stars—this imagination, you can say is rich or not!"
Zhang Daniu breathed out the smell of alcohol, "In the end, when I wrote about four or five hundred chapters, for some reason, I got a cold and developed a high fever. It was really the worst high fever I had ever had in my life. The temperature was 38 or 9 degrees for several days, no injections or medicines worked, and the whole person was groggy. In a dream."
"Oh?"
Li Yao squinted his eyes, almost knocked off a piece of wood from the table with his hands, and said in shock, "There is such a thing, that he is so seriously ill! But I read Brother Niu's update records, and it seems that he has been insisting on it every day. At least two updates, never interrupted before—do you have a lot of manuscripts?"
"Wherever the manuscripts are stored, they are all written and published now."
Zhang Daniu's face was also full of confusion, "To be honest, I was really confused in those few days. I even thought that this time the update must be interrupted. I didn't feel the slightest touch of the keyboard. I just felt, vaguely, vaguely. It was vague, as if a ray of light fell from the sky and shot straight into my head, and there was another fly-like sound, 'buzzing, buzzing', buzzing in my head, driving me crazy.
"This dazed state lasted for three to five days, or five or seven days, before I gradually came to my senses. I thought it was over and I would be scolded to death by readers, but when I opened the manuscript and the website, hey, it's so weird. Also, it turns out I keep updating every day and haven’t pulled it down for a single day!”
"So... miraculous?"
Li Yao was thoughtful, "That is to say, you still insist on writing without realizing it—and the things you write are very logical, and you can connect the plots before and after?"
"That's right, there were a lot of updates in those few days, three or four chapters, four or five chapters every day!"
Zhang Daniu gnawed on the meat and bones until his mouth was dripping with oil. Under the drunkenness, he couldn't hide the smug expression on his face, "At first I also felt a little strange, why didn't I know what I wrote? ?Later, I pondered for several days, and finally figured it out. As the saying goes, "thinking by day, dreaming at night", I guess I just love science fiction, literary creation, universe, starry sky and the future too much. Yes, so, in my subconscious, I have already stored a lot of plots and character descriptions, typing on the keyboard has become an instinct, similar to breathing and heartbeat, I don’t need to use my brain at all, hahahaha!
"I'm not bragging, but there are precedents - I remember a scientist, I forget which country, anyway, he was the one who discovered the periodic table of elements, it is said that he was thinking hard all day long, but he couldn't figure out the periodic table of elements , As a result, when I was dreaming at night, hey, I had a flash of inspiration, and I dreamed it all at once!
"Of course I can't compare with other scientists, but what I'm talking about is the truth. The so-called dreams are all people's subconscious mind, right?"
"right?"
Li Yaodao, "Your experience is simply a 'divine book'. It is so legendary. Can you tell me more about it? When you had a high fever and fell into a coma, where did you write it?"
"Let's think about it, it seems to be the Palace of Eternal Life, the first time a cultivator shows up, Huangfu Shishi's place."
Zhang Daniu thought about it seriously for a long time, "Do you still remember that in that episode, there was a meeting of craftsmen in the Flying Star Realm that came to an abrupt end. I started to have a fever, and after that, I didn't mean that it would be completely cured in a week, but after two or three months of intermittent tossing, my brain felt that something was not right, and it probably continued to Tieyuan Star, Yanxi Northwest, and the blood-striped clan,' In the plot of "Heavenly Tribulation Strikes", the body is completely recovered."
"No wonder."
Li Yao nodded and said, "I was thinking about the part of the Flying Star Realm Artifact Refiner Conference. It can be seen that you want to describe in detail how the protagonist won the championship all the way, how he killed a Changsheng Hall and an immortal cultivator halfway, and then It ends with an explosion, and the whole plot is really awkward—it makes sense that you have such a severe fever.
"Besides, starting from the Hall of Eternal Life, ending with Iron Yuanxing, Yanxibei and Tianjie Strike, it is almost a turning point for the whole book. Since then, the whole pattern and plot have completely changed. It seems that you are in a high fever and coma. Really... awakened something."
"Awakening? Don't say it, this word is used wonderfully!"
Zhang Daniu patted the table and said, "After fully waking up, it's not that I haven't thought about taking the plot back and continuing according to the original plan-dozens of women, but on the one hand, I'm already in this plot line. On the other hand, how should I put it, it's as if something in my brain has awakened, controlled my hands, and manipulated the characters in it before I knew it,' huh huh Wow, I sprayed out dozens of chapters of dialogue, and made a lot of things like the mysteries of the universe and civilization discussions. Many readers who didn't know said that I wrote too procrastinated, but I didn't want to do this, and I was also very distressed!"
"Hands... out of control?"
Li Yao felt more and more that he was right to deceive the author, and the clues provided by the author while drunk were too valuable.
However, these alone are not enough to solve all the doubts in my heart, including the matter of my own superpowers.
"Brother Niu, take the liberty to ask."
Li Yao continued to bring the beer mixed with liquor to Zhang Daniu's mouth, "Are you going to continue writing the story of "Forty Thousand Years of Cultivation"? Many readers are looking forward to it, really!"
Although Zhang Daniu was drunk, this question still embarrassed him a bit.
"Well, oh, how should I put it, everyone chatted so happily, I really don't want to lie to you."
Zhang Daniu sighed for a long time, looked at the bone in his hand and said, "People are in the Jianghu, it's hard to say!"
"how?"
Li Yao raised his heart, "Could it be that Brother Niu is really going to give up? Don't get me wrong, I don't mean anything else. I really like this one and want to see the rest of the story. Don't you write it well? Suffered a little injury, I think your hand is almost recovered, it should not affect typing, if not, there is voice input method, it would be a pity to really give up!"