After Wearing a Book, I Was Targeted by My Collaborators

Yan Zhiyao angrily wrote a million-word long comment criticizing Jinjiang for chasing his wife in the crematorium. The scolding made him so emotional that he died suddenly on the spot. When he opened his eyes again, he entered the novel he complained about and became a passerby in the background. Bite! Repair system 000 check in! Hello host, you can call me Guo Guo! [Due to the excessive firepower of the host, the original author was scolded to the point of abandoning the article, and the small world is crumbling! Ask the host to work hard to bring together the original novel's attack and suffering, and achieve a happy ending to save the small world! Then the mechanical sound paused, and the pop-up windows jumped wildly. Emergency warning! The small world was hit by energy, and another book-wearer sneaked in! The host must find this person, find out his purpose, and prevent the small world from collapsing! Yan Zhiyao raised his eyebrows: "Isn't your system very powerful? Can't you directly locate it?" The volume of Guo Guo instantly dropped, and the words were filled with helplessness: [Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu Host, I just climbed out of the dormancy pit, and I haven't connected to the main god server yet! Now I can't do anything except posting tasks and popping up error pop-ups. The tool man Yan Zhiyao had no choice but to rely on his own efforts, and soon targeted a young man with suspicious behavior. He probed calmly: "Palace Jade Wine." The man raised his eyes and answered with a cold voice: "One hundred and eighty cups." Code match! Real compatriots! In order to complete the task early and achieve financial freedom, Yan Zhiyao turned on the 24-hour tracking mode and stared at Shi Wenyuan's every move. After observing for many days, Yan Zhiyuan was overjoyed. Good guy, this "book wearer" is actually working hard to bring together the original novel! The goals are exactly the same. Aren't these teammates sent from heaven? The task was progressing all the way, and it was about to be completed. Yan Zhiyao felt a chill down his spine - he seemed to have found the wrong person. Shi Wenyuan was not an outsider. He was an illegitimate son of the Xie family. After his mother died of illness, he had been dormant and plotting revenge on the Xie family. After that chance encounter in the bar, Shi Wenyuan had a little tail behind him that he couldn't get rid of. At first, Wen Yuan only thought that the other party was a bored stranger and didn't take it to heart. But as time went by, this man's ghost lingered around him. He would catch that inquiring gaze everywhere when he was eating, on the road, or going to appointments. That gaze was frank and frank, and it always fell on him. At first he was bored and confused, but the pursuit and gaze day after day gradually stirred up the undercurrent in his heart. The mind that had been suppressed for many years was quietly twisted, and the gloomy possessiveness grew uncontrollably. Shi Wenyuan no longer avoided that line of sight. He raised his eyes and looked back solemnly. Those dark and deep eyes had firmly grasped Yan Zhiyao's figure since then, and he never wanted to move away. Strategy for gloomy, paranoid and disguised self Purpose: Hope brings dawn