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It was long past the time for the lanterns to start, and after sending an email to Hayami who was still busy, Chongzong left the love hotel alone. On a cold night like water, a seemingly homeless puppy clung to Chongzong's trousers, whining softly as if it could feel Chongzong's mood. No, no, no, it's too early. Not disgusted with the dirty mud on the stray dog, Chongzong picked it up with both hands and made a gesture of raising it high. What I want to do has just begun. "Want to eat?" "Woof!" This was probably the affirmative answer. Chongzong took it to a convenience store to buy some food, and then separated it. It's a meager fate.

Liu Feng is an online novel writer who specializes in writing sadistic articles, with the ID "Salted Fish Egg". Based on the idea that "it is better to concentrate on your career than to fall in love, and it is better to live well than to concentrate on your career, otherwise there will be no future", the characters in the novel are more miserable than the last. Looking at his just-finished story about immortality and torture, "Thirteen," the male protagonist Mo Zeyang was immersed in the tragic story of being used by the female protagonist Mei Anxue and then passing away, as well as the long string of "Yudan, where is your address, I will send you a razor blade." However, I once enjoyed writing about abuse, but now I regret being bald. As soon as Liu Feng opened his eyes, he found that he was pulled into the novel "Thirteen" by a mentally retarded system. His identity is still the same, his strength and appearance are astonishing, but he is an NPC who has only appeared in a few dozen chapters over 200 chapters. His death is still the worst in the whole story, Liu Hanxu, the Taiqing of the Xuanqing Sect. "Why did you bring me in? I'm the author. You can illegally detain me and infringe on my work. I can sue you." [...If you keep trying this blindly, I'll let you ascend to heaven right where you are. What readers think of you is none of my business! Besides, if readers spend money to read your book, do you understand that the customer is God? ! "..." You know nothing! So, Liu Ting started his daily life as an NPC: being assassinated, being tracked, being poisoned, being detained, being tortured to extract confessions, and (it seemed like something was sneaking in that shouldn't be sneaked in? (???????)O) Mo Zeyang: (looks like it's none of your business)...

The brown outer skin worn away by time cannot restrain the escaping wood fibers, forming a snarling little forest on the surface. The old quartz clock wrapped in the woods, like an old man who will pass away at any time, makes the broken sound of a rotten wood pulling a cart. The hollow mechanical sound echoed in the room, and there was neither Koga Suizou nor Koga Shiyi. In the quiet room, only Chongzong stood suddenly, keeping company with this ancient machine that could still make sounds. His figure was slim in the small house. There was an invisible darkness under the roof, and the floor tiles were covered with a cold that penetrated people's hearts. In the corner, cup noodle boxes stacked on the ground formed a hill. Around the hill, there are also disposable cans of pickles used as ingredients for fast food.