"So... What is your reason for creating him?" Tang Yu asked me.
I looked at Tang Long, who was looking at my manuscript curiously. The paper without writing a few lines was lying neatly on the table.
I put down my pen, sighed helplessly, and said: "Your world was originally maintained by me, but now that it is independent from my pen, it is beginning to collapse. Looking at the timeline of your world, in three or four years, it will be completely disintegrated, and all of you will be lost in the wave of time."
"Ah?" Tang Long's hand that wanted to make a manuscript suddenly stopped, "What should we do?"
I pushed up my glasses slightly and said, "That's why we need him, who has the same identity as you, to be an 'anchor' for your world."
Tang Lu was thoughtful, and Tang Yu asked again: "Do we still need to go this time?"
I looked at the name on the paper and muttered: "The story this time is not short... Xiaolong, hurry up and ask Luoer for a 'long-term vacation'. Be prepared, this story is about to begin."
