The car stopped.
They had arrived at their destination!
After getting out of the car, Su Bai raised his head and looked at the luxurious hotel in front of him." The organizer is really rich!"”
Deng Yuqi agreed.
Jinghui Hotel.
The entire hotel had a total of eighteen floors, including a restaurant, a music room, a small cinema, a suite, and some entertainment programs. Not to mention that it was located in the city center where every inch of land was expensive.
However, the venue had been booked by the organizers and was not open to the public. It was temporarily used as accommodation for the contestants.
The main point was that it was free!
Su Bai pushed open the revolving glass door and entered the hotel with Deng Yuqi. He went to the front desk to ask for the room number.
The receptionist was a beautiful woman in her twenties. She had a polite smile on her face.”
"Su Bai."
"Deng Yuqi."
The receptionist lowered her head and operated the computer. After a while, she took out two key cards from the cabinet and handed them to the two of them.
Su Bai took a look. It was number 10. From the corner of his eye, he saw number 20 written on Deng Yuqi's card.
"Do you know when we're going to perform?”
Deng Yuqi asked the receptionist as she waved the door card.
"You will appear according to the order of your room numbers.”
……
"Beep!"
Su Bai scanned the room card in his hand and the door slowly opened. Before entering the room, he waved at Deng Yuqi and smiled: " See you in the competition."”
Deng Yuqi did not even turn her head and just shrugged her shoulders.
Time flew by like a white horse, and three days passed in the blink of an eye.
For the past three days, Su Bai didn't go anywhere but stayed in his room to write.
It had been almost three months since he had written the Doomsday Wasteland. His results had been rising steadily, and he had countless fans. He had realized the legend of a book that had become a god.
Su Bai stopped typing on the keyboard. He looked at the scenery outside the window and thought of finishing the game.
The Doomsday Wasteland had already been published in about two million words. The exciting plot that could be written had already been written. If it continued to drag on, it would be suspected that the number of words would be too long.
If it were any other author who had a work with such amazing results, they would definitely drag it out as long as they could. If they couldn't drag it out, they would just let it go. This was because they couldn't guarantee that their next work would still be sought after by readers.
But Su Bai didn't have such concerns. He had the brilliant culture of a planet on his back, and he had unimaginable confidence.
However, Su Bai had yet to decide what kind of book he would write after he was done.
Doomsday?
Su Bai was the first to reject it.
It wasn't because the apocalypse theme was bad, but because he had almost written it to the extreme. If he were to start the apocalypse again, it would be suspicious of him.
Then what should I write?
Su Bai thought hard. Suddenly, he shook his head and smiled bitterly.
His thoughts were really stuck in an alley. If he couldn't think of anything, he could see what the readers liked!
He opened the Doomsday Wasteland book review section.
"I finished reading it in one go. I just want to say one word, awesome!”
"As expected of the divine book that dominated all the rankings. Su Da really crushed the other authors.”
"No, no, no, let me correct you. It's two streets.”
"Three streets!"
" I'm not convinced. It's ten streets!"
The above is the confession of a hardcore fan.
Otherwise, he wouldn't have flattered her so much.
Su Bai blushed, which was rare.
Cough, cough, what nonsense are you spouting…the truth!
"Sigh, I don't know why, but I feel like the story is coming to an end.”
"Agreed! I thought I was the only one who had such thoughts.”
"The plot of this book is tight from beginning to end. There are no unintelligible or unnecessary plot words. I guess Young Master Su won't drag it out.”
"It can't be?"
"Don't scare me, okay? It makes me panic. If it really ends, how am I going to live every day in the future?”
"Although I am also very reluctant, the development of the plot is indeed coming to an end. "The virus has been effectively contained, and mankind has also established the Federation. Other than the fact that the mastermind has not been found, it has already been written to the extreme, unless…"
"Unless what?"
"Unless I open a new map!"
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