My name is Xiao Nitian, and I am a writer of online articles. I wrote three million words in seven years, and I wasted no time. The editor said that no one read my book because I have not experienced life. It's fine now. I stepped into my own novel and experienced it myself. A beggar who was about to be beheaded. The system said that death means real death, the kind where the soul is gone. So I live a very serious life - if I can live my life, I will never show off, and if I can pretend, I will always pretend to the end. Relying on the sniper rifle provided by the system, I fought from the execution ground to the border, and became a general from a beggar. The system gave me 300 Tang poems, which made me the most talented person in Dachuan. The spicy strips and snail noodles provided by the system made me the number one gourmet in Dachuan. The night vision goggles and body armor provided by the system made me the number one god of war in Dachuan. Life in ancient times didn't seem that difficult? Until the system told me: If I want to return to modern times, I must first finish writing a hit novel. In this ancient time there were no computers or WiFi. Use a brush. Write a million words. ——"System, are you here to help me counterattack, or are you here to punish me?"
