"I was reborn on July 2nd, at eleven in the morning, in my rental apartnt."
"It’s up to you now, proceed with the routine interrogation." Wang Luo said to the two interrogators in the room.
"Yes, Team Leader."
Wang Luo left the interrogation room and then went to the observation room.
"Liu Keke, imdiately intensify the search, there is still a transmigrator unaccounted for, this ti there are two transmigrators." Wang Luo instructed.
"Yes, Team Leader!" Liu Keke responded imdiately and then hurried away.
When a transmigrator appears, it causes a certain special fluctuation, and the instrunts they have can detect this fluctuation.
The fluctuation generally lasts for around three days and usually weakens from strong to weak during that period.
The first day of the fluctuation marks the day the transmigrator arrives.
Generally, no transmigrator arrives on the second or third day.
But today, the weakened fluctuation had strengthened again, so Wang Luo guessed a new transmigrator had arrived.
However, he wasn’t sure, so he imdiately sent soone to conduct a search there.
And then they successfully found Wang Ke who was about to commit murder.
But after confirming that Wang Ke just arrived today, Wang Luo guessed correctly.
The transmigrator who returned on June 30th is still hiding in the dark.
"It seems this really is a seasoned player; unfortunately, supernatural powers are prohibited, otherwise finding a transmigrator would be quite easy." Wang Luo shook his head.
The rule that arrived the other day truly shook the Dragon Group.
The rule arriving next week was also making Wang Luo a bit worried; this world still seed to be heading in a bad direction.
Even as the returning Immortal Emperor, he was powerless.
...
anwhile, the transmigrator whom the Dragon Group was obsessing over was currently hiding in a rundown rental apartnt.
"What the heck are you writing?" Mu Rufeng pulled up a chair and sat next to Yan Zhicheng.
He pointed at the segnt of novel plot Yan Zhicheng had typed out on the computer screen and mockingly said without rcy.
"Huh? What’s wrong? I thought I wrote pretty well, where’s the problem?" Yan Zhicheng looked at Mu Rufeng with so confusion.
"Your plot is too clichéd, and it’s so lodramatic, a high school reunion showing off, how could readers like this kind of plot." Mu Rufeng said.
"Huh? Is that so? Showing off at reunions isn’t clichéd... Plus, my readers’ comnts are super keen on seeing the main character show off at the reunion." Yan Zhicheng said.
Mu Rufeng paused slightly, then imdiately understood.
It’s 2014 in this world now, comparing to the real world, the developnt of novels is naturally similar.
The 2014 reunion showing-off plot doesn’t seem particularly clichéd.
"Maybe I’ve just read too many similar plots." Mu Rufeng explained.
"That must be it." Yan Zhicheng nodded.
"But it seems, Brother Feng, you’ve read quite a lot of novels." Yan Zhicheng said with a smile.
"By the way, your book is already three million words, why haven’t you finished it? Wouldn’t writing a new book be more profitable?" Mu Rufeng said.
"I haven’t decided what new book to write, so I’m just continuing with this one for now."
"I have an idea, why don’t you give it a try?" Mu Rufeng suddenly said.
"An idea? What idea? Tell , Brother Feng."
"Why don’t you write a novel about the revival of Spiritual Energy, I think it would be enormously successful." Mu Rufeng suggested.
"Revival of Spiritual Energy? I know spiritual energy is used for cultivation in Immortal literature, I understand revival too, but together, what’s that supposed to be?" Yan Zhicheng looked completely baffled.
Mu Rufeng smiled slightly, knowing that the revival of Spiritual Energy genre beca popular around 2016.
It’s only 2014 now, so naturally, people haven’t caught on yet.
Mu Rufeng imdiately explained the concept of the revival of Spiritual Energy genre.
Listening to this, the brilliance in Yan Zhicheng’s eyes grew brighter and brighter.
"Holy shit, buddy, your idea is really good, it’s a pity you don’t write novels yourself, there’s definitely potential here, real potential!" Yan Zhicheng excitedly said.
"I prefer reading." Mu Rufeng said with a slight smile.
"I can’t take it anymore, I can’t. This book I can’t continue, damn it, it’s the second day of the month anyway, I’ve already got last month’s attendance bonus."
"I’m going to start writing a new book." Yan Zhicheng decided firmly, quickly wrote an ending for the current storyline, and then started hamring out the new book.
In Yan Zhicheng’s words from before, the human limit was updating four thousand words a day.
But now, in one afternoon, Yan Zhicheng knocked out twenty thousand words, and on top of that, a ten-thousand-word outline.
Of course, it was still a bit rough around the edges, Mu Rufeng helped him revise so of the outline and checked over the text and whatnot.
"Aweso, what I’ve written is so aweso, I can’t wait to read what happens next, Brother Feng, you’re really aweso, after modifying the outline, writing along it is super smooth." Yan Zhicheng said excitedly.
"This outline should sustain you to about two million words, though with your writing skills and filler prowess, you could push it to three million."
"Three million, would only be midway, I’ll have so free ti tonight to sort out your outline further and help you fill it in completely." Mu Rufeng said.
"Thank you, Brother Feng, you’re really my bro." Yan Zhicheng said excitedly.
"Write well, and when your success explodes, treat to a big al, haha." Mu Rufeng said with a big laugh.
"I have a feeling, it’s definitely going to explode, I’ll submit to the editor and publish the book now, when my success explodes, whatever you want, Brother Feng, I’ll do it." Yan Zhicheng said.
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