I write apocrypha in Warhammer

At that time, Wei Mu had just finished solving the matter of destroying Saturn and returned to Middenheim.

The strange experience of successfully fooling the greenskins made him realize that he actually had a high talent in compiling classics.

Since you have talent, you can't let it go to waste.

He must strike while the iron is hot and quickly produce more and better works in order to further prove his worth and solve problems for the empire.

So, relying on his extraordinary talent, Wei Mu devoted himself to seclusion for three months, working intensively for twelve hours a day. In addition to purchasing daily necessities, he usually did not open the door or go out, and finally came up with something else. A masterpiece - "Resurgence of an Empire".

"I'm so smart!"

Wei Mu is very satisfied with his new work, as if he has seen the seeds sown by him personally growing into very fruitful fruits.

Not to mention anything else, the name of this book alone can bring infinite hope to the people of the empire. It is definitely a great artifact to spread truth, goodness and beauty to the world.

After completing the final finishing work, Wei Mu immediately took his brand new work to the publishing house that he often cooperated with, hoping that they could publish it as soon as possible and spread the gospel throughout the empire.

The name of that publishing house is "Empire Truth" Publishing House. The person in charge is named Charles. He is a middle-aged man who likes suits and leather shoes and wears a monocle on his face. He looks like a serious gentleman. , I am actually quite bored inside.

When Charles saw the new work that Wei Mu brought over, his eyes widened. He directly put him aside and turned over page after page. He was completely immersed in it and couldn't stop at all.

It wasn't until an hour later that the last page of the work was closed, that Charles breathed a sigh of relief and got out of the state of obsession.

Just now, he seemed to have experienced a gluttonous feast, and the mental shock he received was comparable to the first time he learned that Yi Zhiping had transformed into a dragon knight, and he couldn't let it go for a long time.

"You are such a genius that you can even write such a thing!"

Charles said with sincere admiration.

"Of course, you don't even know who your brother is!"

Wei Mu said very arrogantly with a pair of panda eyes that had stayed up too late.

Judging from Charles's reaction to seeing this work, we can predict the fanatical effect it will have once it is released.

But then, Charles' next words almost made him vomit blood on the spot.

"But our publishing house can't publish your stuff, so we have to find someone else to publish it."

Charles bowed his hand towards Wei Mu apologetically.

"What do you mean, you're saying that my book can't be published when you can't even move your eyes?"

Isn’t this bullying an honest person?

Wei Mu immediately asked.

"Don't bother me with this. Although your works are very beautiful, don't you know how much heretical content they contain? I only have one head, and there is a whole family waiting in the house. How can I accompany you to mess around while eating?"

When this guy set off a wave of cultural renaissance on Midden Star, he liked to put some content in his works that went against the mainstream views of the empire, which caused a headache for their review.

But that is still a minor matter. After some modifications, it will not affect the main plot and storytelling of the work.

And the work "Resurgence of the Empire" brought by Wei Mu this time is full of content that can make the Inquisition angry to the point of vomiting blood.

Who the hell can withstand this?

"Uh, can't you think of a way to do this?"

Wei Mu tried to persuade.

"To be honest, even if you just hold this new book of yours, if the higher authorities investigate it, you may lose your head because of it, let alone public printing and distribution. The participants will definitely eat peanuts as much as they want. If you don't believe it, you can Give him a try and see if he dares to accompany you to do this stupid thing."

Charles refused very firmly.

Wei Mu still wanted to talk to the other party, but he was kicked out by the old boy in the next second. He was afraid that if he stayed with him for a long time, he would get into trouble.

"Damn it, I still don't believe it. Isn't it possible that the empire can't find a few bloody publishers?"

Wei Mu gave a middle finger to the door of Imperial Truth Publishing House, then turned around and started looking for other publishing houses to seek cooperation with his works.

However, after searching for him all this time, the result turned out to be the same as what the old boy Charles said. No publishing house dared to publish his works. Most of them kicked him out as if they had encountered the god of plague. Some of them He even secretly called the Inquisition and reported with his real name that there was a heretic here today.

Fortunately, Wei Mu was protected by Governor Karl, and the local government did not dare to do anything to him. Wei Mu was thus able to avoid being sent to a prison cell to use a sewing machine.

But this also means that the road to finding publishers for cooperation is completely dead.

Wei Mu can actually understand such a bad situation.

The last time it was a book about greenskins, major publishing houses can publish it at will. Anyway, the things shown to the greenskins are abstract patterns. Even if the Inquisition really investigates, you insist that it is Transformers vs. Fuluwa. No matter what, you can give an explanation.

But this time it is a formal classic written in black and white, and it also involves the Empire and the Eldar, with the Regent Robert Guilliman as the protagonist.

The major publishing houses turned their noses up at this and had no idea at all.

what to do?

No one was willing to print books, and online websites would not approve them. This resulted in no channel for dissemination of his works, and they could only rot in their hands - he did not write these works for his own entertainment.

Obviously his work complies with the strategic needs of His Highness the Regent to unite the Eldar, and is the right work that will help improve the current situation of the empire. However, the guys from the publishing house are actually afraid of this and that, and find various reasons to shirk rejection.

How can a group of insects without vision and responsibility, together with you guys, manage the empire well?

Wei Mu is so helpless.

Could it be that he was going to Waste Saturn to find those greenskins to help with printing, and then in turn export culture to Midden and Nord?

According to the grumpy character of the orcs, if you ask them to help print books, they will be able to dismantle all the equipment and use it to make furry diamonds in less than ten minutes.

After a lot of trouble, Wei Mu could only sit blankly in the apartment room, staring at the "Resurgence of the Empire" on the table unwillingly.

This is a masterpiece that he worked tirelessly for three months to create, but now he can only watch it being buried because of this unfair world.

Even Governor Karl, who was extremely optimistic about Wei Mu, directly stated this time that he could not provide him with effective help.

Because Karl also knew very well that once this book was released, the consequences would be beyond what he, a regional governor, could withstand.

To break the sky, you have to use other things to hold it up. It does not mean that everything will be gone after the break is completed.

The last time we were looking for greenskins, the orcs were able to take care of the problem, but this time we were looking for the Moff, so who should we look for?

Wei Mu fell into deep depression.