"Oh my God..." Some scholars cried like children until they couldn't stop crying.
His hands were weakly pressing on the glass covers, as if he was afraid that if he pressed too hard, they would be crushed.
Luo Zhifeng touched the eyes of these scholars who were ecstatic and regarded them as treasures. The somewhat irrepressible chaos and hatred in the black energy around him was soothed when they stared at these lost books.
"thanks, thanks… "
"They are people you can trust..."
The black spirits hid their bodies behind Luo Zhifeng, like smoke clouds, hiding their damaged limbs - even if they knew that ordinary humans couldn't see them, they just wanted to show their best side. In front of everyone.
This broken body now... is so ugly.
"Let's go, thank you." They curled up and thanked Luo Zhifeng before reintegrating into Fei Hongwen's body.
They are the condensation of unwillingness and resentment in the burned high imitations, and the only place they can go is in the body of the culprit, Fei Hongwen.
They will pull Fei Hongwen away together and fall into hell together!
But at this moment, Luo Zhifeng's lowered eyes, with his back to the black air, were dyed with gorgeous gold.
At this moment, the Black Qi people suddenly felt a warm current that caused shocks to enter their bodies. They all felt the source of the warm current, and their invisible eyes turned to Luo Zhifeng in surprise.
They only looked at Luo Zhifeng's golden eyes and knew what earth-shaking changes had happened to them.
Their destination is no longer an ending that drags Fei Hongwen with them. With the help of Luo Zhifeng... they will be reborn as imitations filled with emotion!
Luo Zhifeng slightly raised the corners of his lips, and happened to cast his gaze on them: "You who have been poured out your emotions are no longer considered dead objects."
"Why doesn't it matter if I help you?"
"Well done," the scholar wiped away his tears and placed his hand heavily on Luo Zhifeng's. He stared deeply at Luo Zhifeng, "You are a hero and a well-deserved hero!"
"Fortunately, you found this secret room..." Another scholar walked over slowly, holding his chest. She tapped the crutch and coughed a few times, "Otherwise, I don't know if my old bones can withstand such a big stimulation."
Their eyes were slightly red. While talking to Luo Zhifeng, they did not forget to quickly give instructions: "Seal the secret room! Make sure these books can be transported out without being damaged before taking action!"
"Have you prepared the press letter? Fei Hongwen's speech at the Earth Recall Competition will cause panic among the people. We must prevent the situation from deteriorating further as soon as possible and prevent any anti-social organizations from causing trouble!"
"By the way... just add a name to the submitted information, Yu Shi." The old man pushed up his glasses, and after doing all this vigorously, he raised his eyes and looked at Luo Zhifeng kindly, "This is the honor you deserve. , as expected, you will be included in the fantasy city plan.
But you must remember not to lose yourself on the creative journey and know what to touch and what not to touch. "
He sighed: "Fei Hongwen... we made a mistake. We will definitely give the people an answer and give you a satisfactory answer. It's time to settle such matters properly!"
"Okay." Luo Zhifeng nodded, neither humble nor overbearing.
I will! Yu Shi's soul was also nodding wildly. There was no way he could be as casual as Luo Zhifeng - the person in front of him was someone familiar to Chinese people! !
Ah! Yu Shi screamed repeatedly in his heart, and little flowers of excitement were about to float in his soul.
The joy of being affirmed filled his heart, and the shadows of the past were gradually discharged bit by bit.
The ugliest rock of Fei Hong's writings has been defeated. From now on, Yu Shi can go back to being an author who does the things he likes and writes the articles he likes.
How could he not be happy
"Did you see that new piece of news...? Emerging writer Fei Hongwen secretly hid ancient cultural relics and maliciously burned them to satisfy his own selfish desires. When I saw the news, my only thought was to fuck, okay?! He is simply, simply a traitor!!”
Fang Lin was communicating with her best friend, and as she spoke, she fiercely broke the straw in half!
"Oh my god...how could this happen?" Her best friend exclaimed in a low voice.
Fang Lin took a deep breath, patted her chest thankfully and said, "It's okay! That piece of shit burned a high imitation. The original has been discovered by experts and has been moved to a safe place and will be put on display in the near future."
"That's good!" Her best friend was frightened by her heavy breathing, "I'm a little curious about what the cultural relic is?"
Fang Lin said: "I don't know yet..."
After saying that, her phone beeped and she received an automatic push message.
As soon as Fang Lin opened it, her eyes bulged: "Fuck! Fuck! The newly discovered batch of cultural relics record the history of the past... The known existence time of our civilization so far can be pushed forward by thousands of times with the confirmation of cultural relics. Years, thousands of years!!”
"Damn it - I wonder if those foreigners dare to brag about their long civilization and the origin of history. The gap between us and them is basically the difference between ancestors and grandchildren, okay?"
"Hey," my best friend responded softly, "Thousands of years of civilization... I really want to see those remaining treasures. They must, must be very beautiful.
Fang Lin said: "Then let's go see it then and see it all! Take 800 photos and make those foreigners with a strong sense of superiority angry to death - hum."
Whenever he thinks about how people outside are insulting and scorning him, Fei Hongwen feels the pain in his body getting stronger and stronger.
He scratched every part of his body, scratching the corners of his eyes, and it hurt so much that he wanted to dig out his eyeballs. The intense pain in his heart and body tortured Fei Hongwen to the point where he felt worse than death.
“Ask me again, where did you plagiarize Ziyu Shi’s article from?”
- Fei Hongwen is like a bunch of potatoes. They dug up the secrets of Fei Hongwen's private collection and burning of cultural relics, and then dug into more doubts.
Since his article was plagiarized, how did he plagiarize an author's unpublished and unfinished work
In Fei Hongwen's computer, there were many works with similar conditions, which made the investigators feel suspicious.
They intuitively felt that Fei Hongwen had some big secrets.
Fei Hongwen's nerves were already on the verge of collapse under the severe pain and torture, and he could not withstand any torture at all. He immediately confessed his biggest secret: "Ah, ah... I said, I said!! I have a golden finger, it can… "
He said it all, including how Fei Hongwen usually used it.
"Then show it to us." The person who forced the confession asked Fei Hongwen to do as described, and to get out the proof of the existence of the app that he said recorded the books of later generations.
You said it can appear out of thin air in the computer and generate a folder
Then do it!
Fei Hongwen did as he was told, but when he silently thought about his golden finger in his heart, he found that it had stopped moving... as if it had been stolen out of thin air! !
"No, that's impossible!"
"Impossible, impossible—how could my golden finger be gone...!!"
The person who forced the confession didn't believe Fei Hongwen's words at all. He combined all the information from the torture and felt that Fei Hongwen had hidden a huge secret.
So after he discovered that Fei Hongwen couldn't do what he said, he started a new round of questioning without any surprise.
Fei Hongwen's eyes were bloodshot, his figure was shaky, and he murmured hoarsely over and over again: "I really don't know! I don't know anything!!"
He really told the truth!
Why, why did even his golden finger abandon him? !
But somewhere Fei Hongwen didn't know, a dark red light lit up in the eyes of the live broadcast system. It felt the full power it had regained after absorbing the protagonist's golden finger, and showed a terrifying, mechanical smile.
[Eradicate... the host! ]
The author has something to say: Happy New Year! Jinjiang just collapsed so I couldn’t update qwq before midnight
The article about the Creator will be Danmei and will not be changed. What the author means is that in the future, he may use his old copywriting to open another article without CP (the kind with different content development). Of course, whether it can be opened depends on the situation. Let me give you a look at the original copy, which is very non-CP style -
Copywriting:
People who knew Shi Nian said that he was a monster and a spy sent by the Zerg, so they imprisoned him in the research institute.
Shi Nian calmly warned them and turned around to play a development game that suddenly appeared on his optical brain - Creator.
The new Creator in the game is completely destitute, and believers have to wander around the territory of other Creators.
So... the silver-haired and silver-eyed Creator walked through the cold snow and introduced the incomplete winged man into the Kingdom of God, made the devil with mottled blood take charge of the demon realm, and let the imprisoned young dragon thaw from the ice and become the gatekeeper of the two realms.
He rescued them from dire straits and gave them new life.
After the completion of the first series of games, the Creator launched a second series of activities to the time - Create Your Race.
After that, the game became real. The race created at that time appeared in his interstellar era.
Everyone in the galaxy is frightened by the sudden arrival of an unknown race. What frightened them even more was that the one-winged angel flapped its wings and came down, kneeling in front of a "monster" that they rejected and hated, and kissed the back of his hand.
The angel lowered his eyes and said softly: "My Lord, I have brought you your kingdom of God.
He raised his eyes and looked around at the old man who had bullied him, and swung his sword to kill off the invading Zerg. The sharp silver light in his eyes made everyone tremble. "After this, no one will dare to bully you.
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