My future diary cannot be the last one

Mingguang City, in an abandoned factory.

I saw a black shadow huddled in the corner of the factory building, but suddenly, as if it sensed something, the black shadow suddenly raised its head and looked out the window.

"The matchmaker is dead!?"

"Who can kill her?"

Although the voice of the black shadow was full of surprise, there was no anger. Instead, there was only pity and sigh: "The day of ascension is approaching, and the great cause is about to be accomplished. Unexpectedly, the matchmaker fell on the eve of success. Anyway, maybe this is bad luck for her. After all, there is no destiny to ascend to the earth.”

"Destiny is mine."

After a while, the black shadow took out his mobile phone from his arms: "Now Jing Guisi probably knows my existence, I have to find something for them to do."

"Can't let them pay too much attention to me."

Dial the phone.

However, there was no sound from the other end of the phone, just silence. Seeing this, the black shadow took the initiative and said, "I want you to help me kill someone."

".Who are you going to kill?"

"Members of the Mingguang City branch of Jinggui, no matter who they are."

".Jing Guisi?"

As soon as these words came out, the other end of the phone fell into silence. After a while, it rang again: "Are you asking us to provoke the official?"

"People like you still care about the officialdom?" Black Shadow asked.

".you misunderstood."

The voice on the other end of the phone seemed to be smiling: "That's the Yanzhou official. It has a profound foundation and strong people. Even if it's just a branch, it's not easy to mess with."

".You have to pay more!"

"Deal." Heiying didn't care about the other party's asking price. After all, this was what he expected, so he said very readily: "I will contact Tiandi Bank and transfer the money directly to you. Every time you kill one People, I will give you money for transferring one head."

".good."

The phone hung up.

After doing all this, Heiying also put away his phone and closed his eyes again. He still needs time to hibernate, but I believe this time will not be too long.

Early in the morning, Wu Wei got up and turned on the computer.

He is twenty-five years old.

Jobless.

single.

There is a saying in the movie "The Following" that says that a young man in his twenties who has no job will probably imagine himself as a writer.

So Wu Wei is an online article author.

He works hard.

He gets up at six o'clock every morning to type, and updates at least 10,000 words every day. Except for eating and sleeping, he devotes almost all his energy to writing. However, I don’t know why, but the novels he wrote with great pains have few readers.

Is it because you have no talent?

Wu Wei doesn't think so. He felt that he wrote very well, with a grand world view, outstanding writing style, originality, and no faults at all.

So why doesn't anyone watch it?

It must be because there are too few recommendations, not enough exposure, readers have poor taste, and the editor has poor aesthetics.

It's not his problem anyway.

Wu Wei also read the popular book on the website list, but he didn’t think it was that great. After reading a few chapters, he lost interest and went back to thinking about his own book.

So after thinking about it, Wu Wei decided to do something big, he wanted to buy some readers for himself. In this way, his book will look better in terms of data and its exposure will increase. So he saved some money last month and squeezed out some money from his living expenses just for today.

Just get exposure.

I believe that more readers will see my book. When the time comes, my book will definitely be appreciated by others, and then it will become famous and reach the pinnacle of life.

“That’s the price.”

"Forwarded to you."

"Thank you for your patronage."

After transferring the account on the computer, Wu Wei's book became a hit. The data is outstanding, and it beats the same period in terms of recommendations. Although some authors questioned his data manipulation, Wu Wei didn't care. He blasted the other person in the group, mocking him for being incompetent and angry.

However, the good times did not last long, and Wu Wei ran out of money.

His novel numbers plummeted. No matter how he criticized the comments, there were still a lot of doubts in the comment area, which was a bit difficult for him to accept.

"Blame me."

Wu Wei reflected on it and thought that it was because he had run out of inspiration recently that this happened.

He needs some inspiration.

So he contacted the merchant to whom he had transferred money again.

However, this time, the merchant did not accept his transfer. Instead, he sent him a link and a meaningful message.

"Would you like to try this?"

"This is our newly developed coding software."

"There are also built-in courses, all taught by great writers. As long as you complete one course, it is guaranteed that your next book will be at least a high-quality one."

——

Wu Wei was a little moved.

"Forwarded to you."

"Thank you for your patronage."

Soon, Wu Wei opened the coding software he had just downloaded. As expected, there were built-in courses, but there was no video recording, only one button. After Wu Wei clicked on it, he saw that the coding software actually started to move on its own, and strings of characters appeared smoothly.

[Inspiration for writing is mostly drawn from life. 】

[But as the saying goes, the child is not a fish, and you know how happy the fish is. Other people's lives are like a veil to you, making it difficult to see through them completely. 】

[So the best way. 】

[Just draw materials from your own life. 】

【Do you want to give it a try? 】

Wu Wei felt that what the faceless and silent lecturer said made sense, so he also typed a paragraph on the screen: "But how to get the information?"

[It’s very simple, let me give you a demonstration. 】

On the software page, characters kept popping up, as if there was really a person communicating with Wu Wei through typing across the computer screen.

[My name is Wu Wei, mediocre and inactive. 】

[For me, this is just an ordinary day. 】

"Am I the protagonist?" Wu Wei took a bottle of mineral water from the small refrigerator next to him, then sat back down and drank water while looking at the screen.

[I am staying at home, trying to find inspiration for writing with an idea that exploded overnight. This is not unusual for a twenty-five-year-old who has no intention of working. However, at this moment, there was a strange knocking sound outside the door. 】

"Dong, dong dong."

Suddenly, Wu Wei seemed to hear a knock on the door. It was such a hot summer day that Wu Wei suddenly shuddered when he took a sip of ice mineral water.

"What's going on?" Wu Wei swallowed.

【I don’t think it’s right. 】

[So I didn’t open the door. 】

[However, what I didn’t know was that there was actually not a knock on the door just now, but a door closing. There is an uninvited guest in my room right now.]

Wu Wei: "???"

At some point, the only sound left in the room was the hum of the computer host operating.

Wu Wei couldn't help but take a deep breath, as if he would have trouble breathing if he didn't, and the rumbling heartbeat sounded in his ears.

"Fake, it's all fake."

[I comforted myself, telling myself that these were all false. 】

[But at the same time, the uninvited guest had already walked into the living room of the room. I didn't lock the door, so he saw me at a glance. 】

Wu Wei: "."

[He was a little panicked, he didn't want to be discovered. 】

[He walked towards me quickly. 】

Seeing this, Wu Wei suddenly felt a headache, and vaguely seemed to hear the footsteps of someone walking quickly on the carpet of his house.

【He comes closer.】

The footsteps became louder and louder.

【Closer】

The footsteps became heavier and heavier.

【Do not look back! ! ! 】

The footsteps stopped.

(He's behind me!?)

"My day!"

Seeing this, Wu Wei finally couldn't control his emotions. Although he didn't look back, he threw the mineral water bottle in his hand directly behind him.

"Bang."

Wu Wei heard the sound of the mineral water bottle falling to the ground and the sound of water flowing out. There was no sound of hitting anyone, and he was relieved.

"Grandma, I'm scared to death!"

Wu Wei turned his head in relief.

After a long time, the computer screen flashing with pale white light started to move again, the sound of keyboard tapping was heard continuously, and new words emerged:

【See here. 】

【Do not look back. 】

[Otherwise, the protagonist of the next story may be you. 】