Chapter 418
The Grand Finale
"It's been a long time. [I hope readers will remember our domain name here]" Lin Yang said with a smile. The person who came was Gu Chensha.
In fact, given how the multiverse has become, if we're talking about responsibility, then at the very least, Gu Chensha should bear half the blame.
After all, the Dragonless Heart Sutra originated from Gu Chensha, and it was Gu Chensha who spread it completely.
"You seem to know I would come?" Gu Chensha said.
Lin Yang nodded and said, "That's right, I knew you would come back sooner or later."
Gu Chensha nodded and said, "It seems you really understand something now, and have seen through some things."
Lin Yang smiled and suddenly asked, "I want to ask you a question, Gu Chensha."
"Go ahead and ask, what's wrong with asking?" Gu Chensha said.
"Um."
Lin Yang asked, "I want to ask you, up to now, in your world, is there anyone more powerful than you?"
"So, someone successfully challenged you?"
Upon hearing this, Gu Chensha smiled and said, "Would you like to hear the truth, or a lie?"
Lin Yang blinked and asked, "How do you tell the truth, and how do you tell a lie?"
Gu Chensha said, "The truth is that it hasn't happened yet, and neither has the lie."
Gu Chensha looked at Lin Yang.
Lin Yang listened attentively, then paused for a moment before looking at Gu Chensha. The two of them burst into laughter simultaneously.
"Have some tea!"
After laughing, Lin Yang poured tea for Gu Chensha, and the two began to enjoy it.
"It's a bit bitter."
Gu Chensha commented, "However, the aftertaste is also quite good. It's bitter at first but sweet later. Your tea is excellent, really excellent."
Lin Yang smiled and said no more.
The two chatted for a while longer before Gu Chensha took his leave, saying, "I should go too."
"No rush, no rush, I have one last question," Lin Yang said.
Gu Chensha looked at Lin Yang.
"I want to ask you, Chen Sha, what do you think if one day I challenge you?" Lin Yang asked seriously.
Upon hearing this, Gu Chensha pondered for a moment, then replied earnestly, "That's great!"
"I'm waiting for you!"
After saying that, Gu Chensha vanished in a flash.
Lin Yang watched Gu Chensha disappear without saying a word. After a while, Lin Yang also moved and disappeared.
When Lin Yang reappeared, he was in a rented room.
In this rented room, a young man in his twenties or thirties, with a full beard, was typing away rapidly.
This is a freelance online writer, commonly known as a writer.
Lin Yang's appearance didn't even startle him, as he seemed to be engrossed in writing.
Lin Yang leaned closer and took a look.
The young man was writing a book called "Primordial Era: My God, This Phoenix is Too Cunning".
However, Lin Yang frowned as soon as he saw this. This guy's writing is really unreliable.
Not only was there no outline, but the writing also went off-topic.
My writing is terrible; I can't even distinguish paragraphs, there are many typos, my thoughts are all jumbled up, and often when I write, it's clearly just filler for the sake of filler.
Who would read a book like that? No wonder he's doing so poorly.
Lin Yang noticed that there were many instant noodles in the cramped and narrow rented room.
And it's not in a bucket, it's just in a bag.
It's obvious at a glance that this is the young man's usual food.
So down on his luck that he can't even write a book, he should just go work in a factory as soon as possible.
So Lin Yang spoke up, "Hey, young man, your writing isn't good! You..."
Before Lin Yang could finish speaking, the young man was so startled that he jumped up.
He jumped three feet high and almost hit his head on the ceiling.
It's clear he was really terrified.
"You, you, you, who are you?" The young man fell to the ground with a thud, unable to speak clearly.
Who I am is not important.
Lin Yang laughed and said, "I just wanted to tell you that your writing is terrible, and I'm here to ask you to revise it."
"change?"
The young man was taken aback. "Change what? Change mine? Impossible, it's impossible to change it."
"Even if I die poor, starve, or jump off the roof of the Yue Building and die, it won't change anything."
As the young man spoke, he seemed to have overcome his fear. He got up and said to Lin Yang, "You're my reader, right?"
"And you even subscribed, right?"
"Uh," Lin Yang was speechless after what he said.
"But even if you're my reader, aren't you being a bit too enthusiastic? Did my book move you? Yes, that must be it, haha, my hard work has finally paid off." The young man kept rambling on and on.
Lin Yang grew impatient and waved his hand, silencing him and making him stand to the side, unable to move.
Lin Yang sat down in his shabby computer chair, typing as he said, "You should finish this book today. Don't write any more."
Then, with a flurry of typing, he typed out a long paragraph, then added the ending, uploaded it, and applied for the work to be completed.
Finally, Lin Yang didn't forget to open QQ and tell his editor on behalf of the young man that he had finished writing the story.
As a result, he was scolded by the editor, but Lin Yang didn't care.
With a wave of his hand, he freed the young man, and before the young man could speak, he vanished in a flash.
The young man watched Lin Yang disappear and was so frightened that he didn't dare to move. It wasn't until much later that he came to the computer, his face pale.
Upon closer inspection of the chapter Lin Yang had just written, cold sweat immediately began to pour down his forehead.
"Holy crap, is it the real Lin Yang, the protagonist I wrote, descending upon us?" The young man trembled. This was too terrifying; it couldn't be real.
"Damn it, I'm never writing a book again."
The young man suddenly stood up, opened the door and ran out of the rented room, shouting, "Even if I die poor, starve, or jump off the roof of the Yue Building, I will never write books again."
"Waaaaah, Mommy, Mommy, where are you? I'm scared!"
Amidst the astonished gazes of many, the young man ran further and further away. Watching his receding figure, everyone shook their heads and sighed, "Is this yet another one who's gone mad?"
"These days, the pressure is just too much."
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