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Chapter 65 The Slave of the Story

"Why don't you buy a stupid book?"

Bai Yue's face was livid, and the young man grabbed the other man's collar fiercely: "I'll pay for the store first, you bastard!"

The white cat on the counter also had its hair ruffled and meowed angrily.

"It's unfair, Mr. Bai! I wasn't the bastard who destroyed the store!"

The unshaven old man drooped his head with a sad expression on his face: "You saw it too, it was the evil man who escaped who did the bad thing."

Bai Yue was stunned for a moment. Captain Chen saw the opportunity right and the uncle wiped the blood on his face in grievance.

"Hey."

He said pitifully: "The gentle Captain Bai will understand the difficulties of his colleagues, right?"

The light and shadow flickered, and the hunter's steam gun was pressed against the uncle's forehead.

"You're still trying to shirk responsibility here, right? It's obviously you, Two-dimensional, who lured the Japanese here!"

Bai Yue said angrily: "I'll give you one last chance, and I'll ask you if you can compensate?"

"Oh, you can't do it, you can't do it, you can pay, you can pay, you can pay right away... Well, I will help Captain Bai write a financial loss report for you now and submit it to the Bureau..."

Chen Guyue stared at the opponent's gun. The uncle turned his head cautiously and swallowed hard: "The store compensation, mental subsidy and repair services will arrive in one working day..."

The gun gun disappeared instantly.

"Oh, I told you earlier, Bai Shu, serve hot tea to the guests!"

Bai Yue greeted the quiet white cat with a smile, and soon a steaming drink was served.

The enthusiastic bookstore owner enthusiastically took his colleague's arm. Bai Yue had a look of concern on his face: "Looking at how embarrassed you were just now, you weren't seriously injured, right?"

Chen Guyue: "..."

Wasn’t it you, the old monster, who just planned to seriously injure me...

Chen Guyue secretly slandered in his heart. Then, with a grimace on his face, the uncle reluctantly took out his personal terminal and edited the damage report under Bai Yue's kind eyes.

As the report was sent, the uncle's spirit visibly weakened.

After all, he is not afraid of being beaten to death, but dealing with the follow-up report is really going to cost him his life...

Approval application form, question list, satisfaction survey, summary report...a series of combinations will completely destroy my meager vacation...

Chen Guyue lamented the injustice of heaven while sipping the hot tea tremblingly.

Bai Yue was not idle at this time. The young man simply bandaged the wounds on the old customer's body and cleaned up the glass residue on the floor.

During this period, he had been observing the customers who broke into the store.

Severe blood loss, severe dehydration... It was obvious that the pale Shanhai leader was indeed extremely weak. His ability to survive the Black Sun Walkers' offensive to the bookstore was entirely dependent on his astonishing tenacious willpower.

Although Bai Yue did not intend to participate in the official battle with Hei Ri, the young man would not let go of the opportunity to alleviate his curiosity.

The dark sunlight over the city has not dissipated, and beams of deep light plowed across the ground. Just as the official announcement said, all electronic equipment was paralyzed wherever the natural disaster hit. Some streets with dense pipelines were even damaged by sunlight. The load burst into dazzling fire.

"Will many people die?"

Bai Yue frowned as he looked at the corona disaster outside.

But to the young man's surprise, Chen Guyue actually shook his head.

"Will not."

The decadent uncle also looked at the natural disaster outside: "It's just that the thunder is loud and the rain is small. They don't dare to kill people. The 'Silent Black Sun' doesn't have the courage to provoke a war with Great Yan head-on." He noticed that the young man was throwing his weight at him. Chen Guyue gave a strange look and smiled bitterly: "Well... I don't count..."

He explained: "The priest of the Black Sun just has some grudges with me. Strictly speaking, he may be punished by the Black Sun when he returns to the depths this time."

"Then what is the black sun picture?"

At this moment, Bai Yue only felt incredible: "Create such an exaggerated momentum just to attack our current equipment?"

"Of course it's not that simple."

Chen Guyue naturally knew that the bookstore owner in front of him was actually a deep-seated monster who lacked common sense in the current situation.

So he started from the beginning and patiently explained the true purpose of these deep-seated fanatics.

"The Silent Black Sun is actually a member from the Utopia. He is the fifth seat of the Utopia. We are more accustomed to calling him the 'Abyss Writer'."

The uncle put down the teacup: "Almost all the Black Sun Walkers protected by this Great Master are stowaways who have infiltrated into the deep."

The ideal country...the writer of the abyss...the great master...the stowaway...

Bai Yue memorized these key words and continued to listen.

"Since he is a writer, he must use enough 'cognition' and 'inspiration' to stabilize the deep story world he creates."

"Once his knowledge becomes thinner and his inspiration begins to dry up, the stories he creates will stagnate, and his country will be dragged deeper into doom by deep gravity."

The eyes of Team Leader Shanhai gradually became complicated: "This great writer who has fallen into the depths has long since become a slave to stories."

Cognition creates works, and works rely on cognition. Perhaps this is the curse and fate that Abyss writers will always bear.

Bai Yue suddenly said: "In other words, in order to collect a large amount of 'knowledge', Black Ri must do something?"

"Yes, and it has to be something big that impresses the world."

Team Chen sighed: "Once he gets stuck writing, this crazy writer can do anything."

So what can be done to harvest the cognition in the current situation?
Bai Yue looked at the dark sunlight outside the window, and the answer was self-evident.

- Natural disasters.

Natural disasters are just one of the works created by a great artist, just to protect the story country he has established in the depths.

Bai Yue suddenly thought of Teacher Gu, the dragon that never saw its end. He was wandering in every corner of the world like a ghost, and the colors under his brush were filled with deep sins and immature dreams.

Are all the members of your utopia so extreme?
"However, according to our internal information, Silent Black Sun is now eager to harvest knowledge, and its purpose is actually not within the borders of Great Yan."

The decadent uncle took a sip of tea and said, "It's Dongguo."

"Dongguo?" Bai Yue was slightly startled.

"To be precise, it's Takamagahara, the imperial city of the Eastern Kingdom. After all... the old emperor of the Eastern Kingdom is about to die."

Chen Guyue so easily revealed the news that Dongguo officials had hidden until now:
"The battle for the crown prince in that country has begun, and now all the princes are increasing their bargaining chips at all costs."

"There are people who have sold their souls to the writers of the abyss."

Chen Guyue stared into Bai Yue's eyes, and the uncle's tone gradually became mysterious:

"The Black Sun of Silence is about to lead the most perfect story in that land."

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