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Early in the morning, Zhang Zian heard a soft sound in the haze, opened his eyes a little, and saw that the laptop on the desk was starting up. With the indos splash screen.
Since π started writing web articles, he woke up very early every morning, earlier than Zhang Zian, and when they came together, they rushed to the background to check the data.
Zhang Zian put on his clothes and sat up, got out of bed quietly, and came behind π.
π looked back at him, squeezed out some smiles, with a little nervousness and anticipation written on his face.
It enters the user name and password, enters the work management area, and the moment it sees the number of collections, it becomes discouraged, and all the tension and expectations turn into disappointment.
π has written more than 20,000 words, but there are only 9 favorites in the background, 0 recommendation votes, more than 20 clicks, and most importantly, there is still no sign of signing.
Zhang Zian patted it on the shoulder, telling it not to worry, to calm down and not think too much.
π reluctantly nodded, opened the ord document, and typed: It's okay, when I finish writing, if no one reads it, at least I can read it to everyone.
Zhang Zian also nodded with a smile, but he didn't think so in his heart, how could it be okay? He sees the writing process of π in his eyes. It sits in front of the computer from morning to night every day. If he hadn't gone upstairs to remind it, it wouldn't even stand up at all. Books, find what happened in the past from the book, and then weave it into a story, and write it out with a ratio of seven parts real and three parts false.
He has always believed that there should be rewards for giving, and it would be fine if π was written for fun, but it is not, it is written very seriously, and it wants to show more people the stories of the pet store and everyone.
Zhang Zian bent down and typed: π, I went to check. The number of books in each category is different. You wrote about the city, and the city has the most books. The editor may not have time to read it. Don't be discouraged, come on!
π nodded again, and typed softly: I will work hard.
It's not just talking, it jumped out of the swivel chair, staggered into the bathroom, took off its glasses, splashed cold water on its face, and instantly woke up from sleepiness.
Zhang Zian prepared special towels for each elf in the bathroom, with different colors and patterns, and no one used them carelessly except Richard. Xinghai’s towel is dark blue, Fina’s is golden, Old Tea’s is brown, Snow Lion’s is white, Richard’s is gray, Femas’ is yellow, and π’s towel is embroidered with cartoon-like numbers. can be distinguished.
π dried his face with his own towel, returned to the swivel chair and sat down upright, and typed "Chapter 15 The Observer of Destiny" in ord with his increasingly proficient fingering.
Although he was a little sleepy, since he got up, Zhang Zian didn't lie down at all. Anyway, he was thinking about π, so he couldn't fall asleep even if he lay down.
Seeing that π has been devoting himself to writing, he no longer disturbs it, but opens the bedroom door and walks out. Xinghai got up too, and slipped out after him.
"Xinghai, are you going to play hide-and-seek?" He closed the bedroom door casually and asked softly.
"Meow ~ Zian want to play?" Xinghai stopped.
"For a while, I need to clean up first." Zhang Zian said with a smile, "Let Xinghai go play first."
For a moment, he wanted to ask Xinghai, about Ming π's future, but after thinking about it, he swallowed it. If he knew exactly what would happen in the future, then what's the point of living? As Forrest Gump said, life is like a box of chocolates, you never know what you are going to taste.
Xinghai seemed to guess what he was thinking, "Meow ~ Zian, π doesn't need Xinghai's help, it needs everyone's help!"
Everyone's help
Zhang Zian thought that Xinghai was talking about Fei Na, Lao Cha, and Richard, so he couldn't help being taken aback.
Xinghai asked as if changing the subject: "Meow ~ Zian, do you think your life is interesting?"
"It's okay, I think it's quite interesting." Zhang Zian admitted.
"Before returning to Binhai City?"
"It's much more interesting than it was then!"
Before returning to Binhai City, Zhang Zian was just one of the ordinary nine-to-five office workers, and his life was ordinary and uneventful. However, when he returned to Binhai City, he was mistaken for a martial arts master and respected by others, so he went abroad Participating in cat exhibitions and personally participating in the filming of diàn ying was something he could never have imagined before.
"Meow ~ π is writing about your life, and it has been artistically processed."
Xinghai went around in a big circle, and Zhang Zian finally understood what it was trying to say. His life is very interesting, and writing according to his life will not be so boring that no one will read it, not to mention that there are Xinghai and Fei in his life. Na, Lao Cha, Richard, Snow Lion, Femas and π, and other elves, but readers have not yet had the chance to meet them.
"Okay, thank you, Xinghai." Zhang Zian smiled.
Xinghai turned around and was about to go downstairs, when he said as if he just remembered: "Meow~Zian, π's power of faith is dissipating."
Hearing this, his heart sank. He knew about it since π appeared as an elf, but he thought it was caused by the separation of π from the unnamed book. Now that π has retrieved the unnamed book, the faith Power should have stabilized, right? Did he guess wrong
Zhang Zian expressed his thoughts.
"Meow ~ π is π, and the unnamed book is the unnamed book. Zi'an, π's time is running out, and we need to gather the power of faith as soon as possible." After Xinghai said this, he ran downstairs quickly and met with the newly woken up. Wendy played with Mei Short.
Xinghai's words sound inexplicably familiar, like "There is not much time left for the Chinese team." Whenever these words appear, the Chinese team basically ends in tragedy.
It turns out that the Unnamed Book and π are two sets of belief systems from different sources. In other words, the Unnamed Book and π probably came from two different thought experiments, but they just complement each other, but the power of belief cannot communicate with each other. .
He remembered that the navigating elf said before that if the power of faith is not enough to maintain the shape of the elf, the elf will disappear. Although Lao Cha's power of faith is also losing, but very slowly, and since Xinghai specially warned him, it seems that π's power of faith has reached a precarious point. π is an elite-level elf, and its strength is already at the lowest level among elves. If some changes are not made, the consequences will be disastrous.
Thinking of this, Zhang Zian suddenly had a strange thought. If the power of faith dissipates and the elves disappear, what will happen if the power of faith continues to condense? (https:)