"you are not willing?"
The others were greatly puzzled, and Bai Yuze even blurted out.
Seemingly aware of his gaffe, he quickly added: "You probably misunderstood what we meant, we didn't shirk responsibility, and asked you to stand up and become the savior alone—"
"This is just a strategy of the Special Affairs Bureau to temporarily appease people's hearts."
"If we declare directly to the outside world, the Special Affairs Bureau will protect everyone, so don't worry? Because of the lessons learned by the Alan Alliance and the Stewart Empire, they may not believe it. Maybe it's just empty talk."
Bai Ze tried to explain further, but tried to persuade Yuan not to do so.
"But you are different. You are well known, and most of the people have a certain fondness for you. During this period of time, you have saved many people when you cleared missions everywhere. Everyone knows? You have the fantasy novel The ability to manifest into reality to protect ordinary people—this? It is in line with the setting of the savior in their cognition."
Yuan Buwei took his words: "So, as long as I give a response according to the statement on the Internet and let everyone know? Even if the mutation breaks out later, they? Are not so dangerous? Will it calm most people's panic? "
"Yes." Others also joined in, and you said one word at a time, "An abnormal event really happened, or as before, we will not shirk all the responsibilities we should bear to you. It’s just that the current situation is special. Many people have been stimulated by the tragedy of the two countries, which has affected the stability of social order. Compared with strangers like us, you have established a familiarity in the hearts of most people. And trust, we need you as a banner to soothe the panicked and restless hearts."
Seeing that Yuan Buwei didn't show any resistance, but listened quietly all the time, Bai Ze felt hopeful, so he bowed to him jokingly: "So, as the image unanimously selected by the Bureau of Special Affairs Spokesperson, please make your C debut? Be the savior!"
It seems to be a joke, but his eyes are very sincere, Director Chu and others are also waiting for the reply of Yuan Wuwei.
... ? ? ? Is this the rhythm of publishing another book? It's called #In order to save the world, I decided to debut in C position?#? For a moment, the strange title of the book floated through Yuan Buwei's mind, he coughed lightly, and shook his head slightly.
"I understand what you mean? Or forgive me for refusing."
Without waiting for other people to react, he asked first: "According to what you said, is it to calm people's hearts temporarily? If one day a change of the same scale as the Stewart Empire broke out in Tianxia, can the Special Affairs Bureau deal with it?"
... And? Wait until then, and find out that they have only been injected with a placebo, and there has never been a savior, what will they do
—While selectively ignoring the fact that he has the ability to act like a real savior. Saving believers like an omnipotent god, one person decides the way forward for everyone is not what he wants.
As the original question was uttered word by word, the surrounding atmosphere stagnated, and everyone fell silent. Yuan Buwei faintly saw a bit of helplessness and a little hidden deep despair from their expressions.
Director Chu took a deep breath: "In any case, at least until the final doomsday comes, we must maintain order as much as possible to ensure the stability of most people. Instead of collapsing now, self-destruction and self-destruction."
…It would be so sad that instead of disintegrating because of the weirdness, it would destroy itself because of the human being itself.
For a moment, everyone sighed endlessly, and the helplessness and exhaustion that had accumulated in their hearts for a long time poured out together. These existences, who can be called big men in Tianxia, inevitably gave rise to an unprecedented sense of powerlessness .
Yuan Buwei suddenly said: "What if I say... I have a way to maintain order and protect the majority of people?"
His voice was not loud, and his tone was more natural, as if he was discussing today's weather, but it sounded like thunder in the ears of others. Even though they knew that there was little hope, everyone couldn't help looking at him with bright eyes.
"You mean..."
"This? I have to mention the Wenhao system. After some cordial talks, it has been successfully persuaded by me, and I am willing to change the image according to my ideas and then get a job..."
There were too many key words revealed in the words that were not meant to be understated, so that everyone didn't react at first, and when they finally figured out their thoughts, they couldn't help showing a horrified expression: "Wait Wait—talk??!" Shouldn't all sealed items be dead? how to talk
At this moment, incomparable horror attacked them.
Yuan Buwei paused, and suddenly said with his expression unchanged: "Oh, I almost forgot to say that the Wenhao system is the only weird thing in this world that has intelligence."
"???" Everyone was full of question marks. I don’t know for a while? Should I be shocked by the fact that the Wenhao system is so weird, or should I be horrified by the fact that it possesses intelligence? puzzlement and admiration.
How can a weird, intelligent creature be so peaceful? Let them drive it? What kind of conspiracy is there... A deep sense of crisis has surfaced in everyone's minds, even those who originally placed great hopes on the Wenhao system Director Chu also no longer tried to use it, but instead began to think quickly about how to limit it.
In order not to see what they were thinking, he continued: "Don't worry? After some friendly exchanges, I have successfully reached a consensus with it. The so-called system is just its disguise, and it itself is a distorted rule. , the core of the rule? It is to realize the illusory power in the novel into reality—anyone’s novel is fine.”
"... After my persuasion, the Wenhao system has agreed to abandon the original one-to-one mode of binding one host privately, but? One-to-many? Binding more? Hosts."
Others faintly understood? What. Bai Ze tentatively said: "You mean, more writers can be bound to the Wenhao system, and their readers can also draw strength from their novels?"
Yuan Buwei nodded slightly and smiled: "Well, that's why I said that the Wenhao system is about to re-employ, and transfer from the system to a newly opened novel website."
"Every author who signs an agreement with this website is equivalent to becoming the host of the Wenhao system."
·
When he was summoned to the Special Affairs Bureau, Fang Luo was still at a loss as to what happened to him.
Not long ago, with the help of a group of evil spirits and investigators, he wiped out all the spiritual monsters in the dream space and saved the entire Tianze City.
This? He was really tired.
After all, he was originally a human being, not a real tool spirit, and had limitations in both hardware configuration and thinking mode.
And the dream space covering the entire Tianze City is too big, he needs to take care of all aspects, and receive information from countless people in the entire dream space at all times. This? It is simply using the human brain as a computer. It is lucky that there is no CPU heat overload, and the head explodes on the spot!
...Fortunately, according to the boss's instructions, he tactfully transferred most of the tasks to other evil spirits, so his clever mind was preserved intact :)
Thinking of this, he couldn't help stretching out his hand, and touched his intact head with fear.
Then, he saw the boss who summoned him show a kind smile at him: "Xiao Fang, I have an important mission to save the world for you."
"...?"
Boss, why do you want to imitate Director Chu? No, boss, you are suddenly so gentle, I am a little panicked... Fang Luo is like a cat about to be rua, all the hairs on his body stand up in an instant. Show alert eyes
Yuan was not surprised to find out that this tool ghost seemed to be much smarter. Could it be that it has been stalked too many times, and its spiritual intuition has begun to warn
He reassured, "Don't worry, this task is not dangerous, what it needs is long-term and dedicated investment..."
When Fang Luo heard that he didn't say that for that reason, Fang Luo's eyebrows twitched, and the hand he had just put down raised again, almost reflexively touching his forehead.
No, I'm already a dead ghost, so I don't have to be afraid of the risk of baldness... Fang Luo instantly showed a reassuring expression, and halfway up the hand, he changed the direction, raised his hand obediently and asked, "Then... what should I do?"
"It's very simple. The Bureau of Special Affairs is about to launch a special novel website. We need to borrow your site..."
My territory? Fang Luo was stunned for a moment before realizing that the other party was referring to the dream space. He was surprised at first, and then he was extremely surprised and curious: "The novel website is launched in the dream space. This is to let readers read novels in their dreams, so that readers Is the author sleepwalking writing novels?"
Yuan Buwei raised the curve of his lips slightly, and added the second half of the sentence: "...and a group of hardworking and hardworking people, no, ghost hands. After all, a newly opened novel website needs management work People, and authors, too, that's reasonable."
Fang Luo nodded blankly: "It sounds reasonable."
... It's just that, using evil ghosts as staff and authors, is there a problem with me or you
He couldn't help but look around, only to find that except for one person and one ghost, the other members of the Special Affairs Bureau all had such a normal expression, which made Fang Luo start to suspect... Could it be that there is already a relationship between humans and ghosts? Such a deep "generation gap"
"Okay." Accepting the reality that he might have a problem, Fang Luo had no choice but to say, "I'm fine here, but not all those evil spirits are willing to listen to me."
Then, he saw Yuan Buwei showing a kind smile again: "It's okay? Never mind, let me talk to them."
Fang Luo sacrificed the altar of laziness, and after replenishing enough energy with the sacrifices prepared by the Special Affairs Bureau, he controlled the scope of the dream in this room where everyone was in. Soon, everyone fell asleep together, and consciousness came into the dream.
As an "artifact spirit" with half of the control power, Fang Luo stood in place, and an invisible breeze appeared out of thin air, blowing across the entire dream space in an instant, and conveying the summoning message to every evil spirit. ear.
"I haven't counted it, but it is estimated that there are at least tens of thousands of evil spirits contained in the dream. Eighty percent of them have been re-dyed, er, that is, they have regained their human emotions. Out of... gratitude, it seems that they are called to gather here They will still agree to such a trivial matter." While doing this, he explained to everyone, "There are still 20% of the evil spirits who are dyed in places deeper in the dream space and where their emotions are stronger... "
Yuan Buwei nodded thoughtfully: "There are tens of thousands of vagrants who have nothing to do. We are providing them with jobs for free."
"Besides, compared to living people, ghosts and evil spirits don't need to eat, drink, or sleep, and can write words twenty-four hours a day. They are evil spirits themselves, and they must be satisfied when they write novels such as ghosts and ghosts. hand, more attractive to readers, and more in line with the requirements. If it doesn't work, they can still use themselves as writing materials... "
After all, according to the Wenhao system, things in the novel must follow a certain logic if they are to be manifested. Things that are too powerful, not to mention how much reputation they need, the Wenhao system may not necessarily be able to manifest.
For example, it is absolutely impossible to summon an omniscient and omnipotent god.
As for the evil ghosts who have experienced many supernatural events, the stories they write must be more in line with the rules of this world than ordinary people's pure fantasies, and are easier to realize.
Hearing the first half of what he said, the others were dumbfounded, but they couldn't help but nod frequently when they heard the latter part.
… Yes, ghosts and evil spirits who can code words in a small black room all day long without eating or drinking and use themselves as materials are simply too suitable for the requirements of this novel website! This? Could there be a more diligent and proper writer in the world
Many people couldn't help but shift their gazes to Fang Luo. Seeing him trembling, he was always worried that he would be locked up in a small black room and would not be able to come out until he finished typing. As soon as he imagined that scene, Fang Luo, who had never passed the Chinese composition since he was a child, just wanted to shrink into a ball.
He quickly changed the subject: "I probably know? What are you guys going to do, emmm? In this way, the unemployed ghost has a job. Wouldn't the living writers be affected and lose their jobs in large numbers?"
"Living people can also sign a contract." Yuan Buwei said without any hesitation, "Ghosts and ghosts can code words all day long in the dream space, and living people can go online in dreams at night. Codeword."
Fang Luo: "???"
"All day, all day long?" He shuddered again, thinking to himself, "...It's okay, it's okay, I should be considered a staff member, right?"
The only evil ghost had complicated emotions, and the eyes of the living people were getting brighter and brighter. When countless ghost figures roared from all directions, everyone looked at them in unison. It's like looking at countless gold mines.
Under such gazes, the evil spirits couldn't help but take a step back, and were inexplicably frightened.
It was not for taking a step forward.
—The next step is the cordial and friendly negotiation between humans and ghosts, and the relaxed and happy process of "convincing ghosts with reason".
·
Three days later, when the storm of public opinion on the Internet became more and more fierce, the Bureau of Special Affairs, which had been silent until now, finally issued an announcement.
Rather than an announcement, this is more like an advertisement for a novel website—this announcement explains the establishment of "Dream Book City" and the benefits it can bring to everyone.
Different from general novel websites, Dreamland Bookstore is built in a dreamland, and it is not possible to log in all the time.
Its unified login time is midnight.
At this time of day every day, the altar of laziness will pour out white mist, quickly covering every corner of the world, pulling everyone's consciousness into the dream space.
—Of course, this consumes a lot of energy, and the required sacrifices are not only borne by the Special Affairs Bureau, but also by everyone in the world.
The dream book city incarnated by the Wenhao system is set in the dream space, and the consciousness can only be logged in when it enters the dream.
Writers can code words online, and readers can read online. Since the emotional energy of human beings can be detected intuitively in the dream space, readers' love for different works during the reading process can be converted into values by the dream space and displayed in their in the personal account.
According to the sharing standard stipulated by the Bureau of Special Affairs, the reader's favorite value generated when reading a book is shared with the author of the novel, part of it belongs to themselves, and part of it becomes the author's prestige value. When encountering danger, both readers and writers can manifest it as power through the former Wenhao system and the present dream website.
After explaining the function of Dreamland Book City in detail, under this announcement, it is also openly recruiting writers from all over the world who are willing to sign contracts, and everyone is stunned.
—Yes, not only Tianxia, but the whole world.
[Ah, this?, Dreamland Book City, readers can borrow strength from novels they really? sincerely love, and authors whose novels are truly? Am I dreaming? ]
[So, we don’t have to worry about it in the future? Will we die on the road one day? ]
[Not necessarily, it can only be said that most of the dangers can be avoided. But there are also some particularly weird, unpreparable mutations like curses, which may still kill people. ]
[This? This is already very good. Think about the experience before the Stewart empire, so I am content. And who knows? Will it get better and better in the future? ]
[If I'm not wrong, Yuanxia used a similar method before, right? Now it's not just him, other authors can do it as long as they sign a contract. This? Could it be that Yuanxia was behind the scenes, right? ]
[I have a friend who works in the Bureau of Special Affairs. According to inside information, this was promoted by Mr. Yuanxia! ]
[Can you still play like this? I declare that from now on, the whole world will enter an extraordinary era, and our little genius Yuan Xia has unexpectedly created two extraordinary professions, "author" and "reader"! ]
[No, no, this? Sounds frustrating, I refuse. It should be called "Dream Weaver" and "Dream Reader". The former weaves stories and creates extraordinary power in the stories; the latter reads stories, and by virtue of their love for stories, the illusion can be transcended and the extraordinary turned into reality. ]
[This statement is a little romantic, I like it. ]
At this moment, the atmosphere in the Bureau of Special Affairs was lively.
Everyone had smiles full of anticipation on their faces.
"This time I really want to thank you very much, our special investigator." Even Director Chu, who has always been serious, couldn't help laughing. He looked at Yuan Buwei and said in a relaxed tone, "What are you doing?" The contribution made is difficult to measure with a simple contribution value, and I can't just use the contribution value to measure it—in a word, from now on, as long as you don't violate the justice of mankind, if you have any request, the whole Bureau of Special Affairs will accept it. Satisfy as much as possible.”
The eyes of other people also looked at Yuan Buwei.
It's not because they can't hide the excitement, joy, and gratitude in their eyes.
He pretended to ponder for two seconds, his expression looked like he might come up with an idea that would make everyone crazy and bald at any time.
A moment later, under the nervous eyes of others, he suddenly blinked briskly:
"I just want to be able to fish freely in the future, and it would be more perfect to have an unlimited supply of small cakes every day."
… Do you imagine the joy of fishing? I can’t imagine it! Especially when other tool people/ghosts are coding crazily and are almost bald, this joy is super doubled :)
Everyone couldn't help laughing, surrounded him and walked out.
A youthful and clear voice faintly floated in the wind:
"Well, I forgot to say, it's ten times sweeter."