Writing a book can become a god

Chapter 76 Altar?Teleportation array?

Among the crowd, Mu Bai was greatly moved.

For a long time, although he has heard and heard through various channels, he knows that the living environment of the human race is actually not as beautiful as he imagined.

The so-called safety of the years is actually someone moving forward with heavy burdens, but what I have heard in the past, although I also feel that the human race is under great pressure to survive, and they are forced to unite to prevent any civil strife, that is only heard and seen on paper. .

But now, a strong man who has become a fifth-level writer and has truly stood at the peak of countless human races said in person that he hoped that the human race would produce more talents, and even if he died, he would have no regrets. Mu Bai felt his heartstrings were touched.

"Senior, don't worry, we will work hard and do everything for the rise of the human race!"

Hundreds of thousands of teenagers and girls couldn't calm down, and even a woman like Liu Ranran was shouting loudly at this moment.

Mu Bai also roared, and then sighed softly in his heart.

"This is our human race."

His face was no longer calm and indifferent, and there was a sense of pride in his heart.

It is almost rare in this era to be born for the human race and not serve the human race.

Whether it is a low-level monk or a high-level monk, they are all working hard where people can't see them, and they have been working hard.

Either fight with alien races to compete for resources, or guard the big city and protect countless people.

Or, they are trying their best to create their own novel world and give the greatest help to the human race.

This is everyone's job, and everyone is working on it.

At the beginning of the advent of the Dao Network, the fighting clans of thousands of races once paid a painful price.

Even until now, the external pressure on the human race has not only not decreased, but has been increasing. Especially the news that there will be a sixth-level writer in the tiger and snake clans is pressing on the human race like an ancient sacred mountain.

This mountain will fall down at some point, driving the human race into the abyss.

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The process didn't last long. Hundreds of thousands of teenagers and girls quickly boarded the flying boat and headed for the secret place of this wind gathering activity.

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The mountains, rivers and earth are flying under the feet, and the speed of the flying boat is very fast.

The flying boats of alien races in the distance also soared into the sky, carrying countless people to their destinations.

A thousand miles away, Tongzhou NO.13 secret place.

This is the destination this time.

This secret realm is a secret realm evolved from the works created by the human race, and finally became a public secret realm, numbered thirteen.

Of course, among alien races, the name of this secret realm is different, but Mu Bai did not inquire about it, he only paid attention to the number of the secret realm in the human race.

This secret realm was the place where the human race collected folklore during the secret realm gathering activities last year, and Mu Bai also had a detailed understanding of it. This secret realm belongs to the last secret realm that was born in Tongzhou City in recent years.

Because, although the wind-gathering activity is only for the students to understand in name, in fact, the high-level people of the human race still hope that these young people can get something from the secret realm.

Therefore, the secret realms with higher numbers are naturally not suitable, because those secret realms have been explored by countless pioneering teams.

The same is true for alien races. Tongzhou City is the No. 13 secret realm of the human race, and Yunzhou, Nanzhou, Beizhou and other areas may be the secret realms of the bear clan, or the secret realm of the tiger clan.

But without exception, there are extremely valuable things in these secret realms.

Or energy veins, or some weapon materials, or some medicinal materials.

The speed of the flying boat was very fast, and they arrived at their destinations one by one in just ten minutes.

The fifth-level writer in charge of the human race flew into the air quickly, chatting with the people in charge of the alien race.

Another 5 minutes later, the flying boat of the human race fell from the sky, while the flying boat of the alien race continued to move forward.

"This is the same way that our human race entered the secret realm. Generally speaking, not many of you will encounter alien races in the secret realm, but it is not absolute. So, children, you still have to protect yourself. We are here waiting for your return."

The fifth-level writer in charge warned again, and Mu Bai also knew the name of the person in charge.

Qin Kong.

This is a fifth-level junior writer. Although he has no hope of reaching a higher level for many years, he has done a lot for the human race and has been sitting in Liberty City 77.

This is also what many fifth-level writers who have no hope of promotion do, take their followers to sit on one side, and do their best to protect the descendants of the human race.

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Tens of thousands of people got off the flying boat one after another, and what they saw in front of them was a huge altar with intricate patterns carved on it, just like the branding of the avenue.

Mu Bai's heart was shaken.

The lines on this huge altar looked very similar to the nine lines on his own star core. The difference was that the few lines on his star core were far from the lines on this huge altar.

Whether it is the depth of the lines or the number of lines, there is no comparison.

"This altar?"

Mu Bai kept staring at the altar.

"Mubai, are you shocked?"

The corners of Yang Yiyi's mouth curled up, and she said, "Listen to my dad, this altar was not built by the creatures of our various races, but it naturally appeared when the secret realm came to reality, and it was manifested by the Dao network itself."

"And I heard that this altar is actually the same way to the secret realm, but if you want to activate this altar, you first need the author of the novel world corresponding to the secret realm to use your own spiritual power to activate it first."

"Otherwise, the altar will not be activated."

"So, this is the most fundamental reason why the writer has the upper hand. Without the presence of the writer himself, anyone can only watch the secret place and drool."

"Of course, after activation, the altar no longer needs to be like this."

Yang Yiyi carefully introduced what she knew, which surprised Mu Bai.

Earlier, he had always thought that the writer's so-called opportunity for the secret realm was that he knew the secret realm better than others, but he never thought that the most important opportunity was here.

But after thinking about it carefully, he felt that this was normal.

According to common sense, the secret realm belongs to the private area of ​​the writer. If the writer himself does not open the door, others cannot enter.

Therefore, only the writer himself opens this door, and the rest are qualified to follow in.

Of course, under the rules of the avenue network, once the door is opened, it cannot be closed.

"Speaking of it this way, there is actually no difference between an undisclosed secret realm and an open secret realm? After all, there are many altars leading to the secret realm?"

Mu Bai continued to ask, wanting to know more about the secret realm.

"It's about the same. The difference is that if you want to enter the undisclosed secret realm, you have to risk being killed by others, while the open secret realm is patrolled by the strong people of Liberty City."

Yang Yiyi explained.

Mu Bai nodded, with a little understanding.

This is the reason why Liberty City has Level [-] writers and powerhouses above Level [-] sitting in town.

"It's almost like this. Through this altar, we can enter the secret realm, and it's easy to come out. When the spirit is stable, we can communicate with the avenue network to express our thoughts."

Yang Yiyi introduced the altar in detail.

"It looks like a teleportation array."

Mu Bai listened carefully, but guessed in his heart.

It's just that the novels on Dao Dao Network don't have the term teleportation array yet.

"I don't know what kind of existence the Avenue Network is."

Mu Bai thought about it seriously, but he didn't have a clue, which is something that even the top five writers can't think about.

(End of this chapter)