I Really Am Not The Lord of Demon - Chapter 248
Chapter 248: Windrunner
Ling Pingan spent the whole day typing.
Facing the crisis of debt, the young web novelist worked diligently with unprecedented dedication.
It was not until ten o’clock in the evening that he stretched his body.
He looked at the document in which he had written more than 13,000 words that day!
That was simply a miracle!
An unprecedented miracle!
The latest record since he started his career!
“If the editor knew about this, he would give me a Certificate of Merit…” he looked at the number of words on the document and said happily, “However, I’m a very humble person and don’t want to be in the limelight!”
“Unlike those authors in the group… They would come out and show off just because they had something to say…”
Hmm…
He crossed his arms and looked at the words on the screen.
These 13,000 words were basically about the main character obtaining the so-called system and using the technology provided by the system to dig a nest of termites in his backyard and started to cultivate them.
He had already written about the first mutation of the queen, which began to secrete a thick liquid.
Of course, that was all thanks to the system!
That was the benefit of having a system. Ling Pingan himself was confused about many things, so all he could do was push the doubt for the system to take care of.
After all, it was just a novel.
There was no need to be too serious about entertaining the public.
Therefore, Ling Pingan only used the termite queen of Blessed Land as material.
The so-called material was meant to be processed.
Just like in the plot that Ling Pingan was writing now, other than borrowing the data related to the mutation of the termite queen, everything else was already beyond recognition!
Because according to the settings, the main character was already suffering from a fatal illness.
Therefore, every evolution of the termite colony was bound to him extending his life and modify his genes.
Therefore, the termite colony had only undergone one mutation although it was already 13,000 words.
But the illness of the main character had already improved a lot.
More importantly, the main character had obtained an ability from the termite colony. He had the same athletic ability as an athlete.
After checking the draft, Ling Pingan stood up and moved his body.
Meow!
The kitten Bastet also stood up from the counter and rubbed against him intimately.
“Little darling…” Ling Pingan stroked its head. “You’ll have to suffer with me during this period!”
The new book had to be uploaded within a week!
Therefore, during this time, he didn’t have much time to play games.
He didn’t even have time to play with the little one too!
Meow!
The little one purred softly as if to say that she had no problem with it!
So, Ling Pingan happily picked up the teacup and made himself a cup of tea.
Then, he shared half of it with his pet!
At the same time, he turned on the television.
It was still the evening news time.
“The popular young celebrity, Wang Qiu, published a long article this afternoon, announcing his temporary retirement…”
“In the long article, Wang Qiu expressed that he had always felt that he was inadequate…”
“After long-term consideration and careful consideration, he has entered the empire’s Central Conservatory of Music for advanced studies…”
“And from today onwards, he will devote himself to the study and understanding of music…”
Ling Pingan was stunned as he watched.
Wang Qiu?
Was that the celebrity that he couldn’t stand listening to last night?
He had such determination?
At this moment, Ling Pingan deeply felt that the federal’s music industry could still be saved!
That was because if even the celebrity realized that everything they had now was rootless wood, built on an illusory attic. They could be eliminated at any time.
Thus, they began to focus on training their basic skills!
Then, there was still hope for the Federal’s music industry to return to the golden era before the mobile internet era more than a decade ago!
It was even more likely to inspire other people, such as those actors who were staring and memorizing numbers on the screen, to truly immerse themselves in film and television.
Perhaps, the federal’s entertainment industry would undergo earth-shattering changes!
Viewers like him would be blessed!
Thus, Ling Pingan immediately took out his phone and clicked on WeChat read.
Sure enough, the top trending topic was Wang Qiu’s article, and the second was Wang Qiu sobbing as he bid farewell to his fans…
But…
After Ling Pingan clicked on it, his entire mood was spoilt.
That was because there was a huge battle in the comment section!
Wang Qiu’s fans and fans with other celebrities were attacking each other!
When he clicked on it, the number one trending search had already been changed.
The title was: Zhang Mingyao.
Ling Pingan clicked on it and found that it was Zhang Mingyao who had posted the article. People thought that he was insinuating that Wang Qiu was showing off his character and creating hype…
The entire comments section had become messy. All kinds of unsightly words and pictures were flying in the air.
The fans of both sides were fighting nonstop!
Ling Pingan put down his phone.
“It seems that I thought too much!” The young bookstore owner sighed.
He turned off the TV and was ready to close the door and sleep.
He walked to the door and found that the fog on the streets tonight seemed to be thicker than usual. Even the light from the streetlamps had been completely covered by the fog.
“Autumn is here…” the young bookstore said, “It seems that the fog in Jiangcheng City will become thicker and thicker in the future…”
In the depths of the thick fog, a figure seemed to be slowly walking toward them.
He immediately looked forward to it.
… … ..
Sylvanas collapsed weakly at the city gate.
The Ranger-General was finally unable to fight anymore.
The catastrophe army rushed over like a flood.
The Silverymoon city was doomed!
Everything was doomed!
But…
The Windrunner was still standing tenaciously!
Even if it meant death, she would still die standing!
Hatred was approaching her! Death was close at hand!
And she had no strength left.
Panting, Sylvanas panted.
She stubbornly raised her head and looked in front of her!
“Arthas, even if I die, I will never let you off!” Her eyes looked into the distance, at the prince riding on the skeletal warhorse.
The Prince of Lordaeron.
The puppet of the Lich King!
The wind was sobbing as if it was mourning for Sylvanas, and also for the Highborne Elves!
Suddenly…
A voice whispered in her ear.
“Do you want to change your fate?”
“That sad and pathetic fate!”
Sylvanas frowned. “Who are you?”
“You only need to answer, yes or no!” The voice said in a low voice.
Sylvanas looked at the claws of the catastrophe that were walking towards her. Then she lowered her head to look at her broken body.
Her current self would grab on any opportunities to save herself!
“Yes!” So she made her decision.
“Clever child!” The voice murmured.
The fog appeared beside her at some point.
It quickly shielded her!
A few soldiers of the catastrophe saw that and immediately rushed forward.
But…
After they walked into the fog, there was no sound.
Moreover, the fog disappeared in a second.
It was as if it had never appeared!
