I'm Writing a Book in the Last Days

I was kicked in the circle at the beginning and woke up in a small dark room. Apart from being able to withstand beatings better than ordinary people, Yang Qiming didn't notice any hint of golden fingers. [Goldfinger: I'm here~ The activation program has been sent, please check it. Xiao Yang activated the golden finger and climbed up to three floors in one breath. So Dragon City Times: A martial arts master in this area collapsed a mountain with his fist and dug out a man while clearing the way... A Taoist cultivator in this area killed demons and demons. When he was casting a spell, he caused lightning and accidentally injured a man... A mechanical priest in this area was helping residents repair antennas, and a man fell from the roof... Foreign missionary: I don't know, it's not me, don't talk nonsense, he did it himself! Yang Qiming climbed up from the ruins again, stretched out his hands, and smeared his mouth, "Boss, tell me a story~" [Goldfinger: Come on, Xiao Yang! You have collected 9 stories and still have 1 left to level up! The future is bright, Xiao Yang is crying (he accidentally pulled the wound on the corner of his mouth while grinning) [Goldfinger: In order to reward you, a new task is now issued. You only need to collect 10 more signatures to redeem a story. Someone asked timidly: Really? [Goldfinger: You are an innocent child and will never cheat. I will never let you complete the nesting doll task again, and there will be no mysterious power that swallows your rewards. Yang Qiming: You have already told the routine! [Goldfinger: This book has the final right of interpretation...] I thought the future was bright, but it turned out to be a capitalist factory, exploited by the boss, and Xiao Yang was in tears. Really, the capitalists shed tears and the Jews felt ashamed.