It had been half a month since the attack of the poisonous wolves.
In the past half a month, apart from going to school at night to collect resentment points from students who had their water, internet, and electricity cut off, Zhao Yan spent the rest of his time at home writing novels.
At the same time, he opened ten novels on the Feilu novel website.
Moreover, every novel's first day's V collection was more than 500 yuan.
Such results were not particularly good.
But it wasn't too bad.
The next day, the novel's popularity doubled.
Moreover, it was doubled at the same time.
Half a month later, all ten novels would be ready at the same time.
"Have you heard? Feilu had recently published ten very impressive novels.”
"That's impossible. Isn't that website full of doujinshi? What's so good about doujinshi?"
"It's not a doujinshi, it's an original…an absolute original.”
"That's right. There's a book called My Sister Is a Dog that has a huge imagination hole and a great plot.”
"Oh right, there's another book that I'm chasing now. It's called 'Human traffickers in the Heavenly City'. It's really interesting. It sells immortals from heaven to the human world…"
" F * ck, I'm the King of Hell is obviously only interesting after a few rounds…"
The editors of some online novel companies also began to notice this phenomenon.
He searched for authors through his own channels.
"F * ck, could it be someone from the studio who wrote it?”
"It can't be. The ten books have completely different styles. Moreover, after checking the data, it doesn't seem to have been refreshed.”
"I have a buddy in Feilu who heard that ten books were written by one person.”
"F * ck! What an awesome pen!"
"Find it. It won't be a loss even if you offer a price of 10,000 yuan per thousand words. Look at the tips. There are tens of thousands of yuan a day…F * ck…It's already 100,000 yuan.”
"One hundred thousand for a book? Ten books were worth a million yuan…F * ck, whoever signed that guy would be rich.”
“……”
Of course, Zhao Yan did not know that there were many people looking for him outside.
All he knew was that each of his novels seemed to be able to outshine the rest. There were millions of flowers, hundreds of thousands of gifts, and urging for updates.
Felu's editor Glory also felt that he had found a treasure.
This f * cking person opened ten books and still managed to get such results. How heaven-defying!
Chief Editor: " Guanghui, come here for a moment.”
"What's wrong?"
"What's wrong with this author called Stupid Horse? Wasn't the announcement today? Why isn't there any movement?"
"I'll go ask."
Ten minutes later.
"Chief editor…I can't contact him.”
"Make the call!"
"Yes, the number is not in service."
"What about WeChat?"
"I didn't."
After being reprimanded by the chief editor, Glory Editor sat back in his seat."Stupid horse, it exploded! At this time, you better disappear!”
……
[System: Resentment 3000]
Resentment 5000
Resentment 15,000
……
Zhao Yan lay on the bed happily, crossing his legs and humming a tune.
"This feeling is extremely good, extremely good feeling!”
What kind of joke was this? Why would I care about a few million yuan in royalties?
I only care about your resentment.
So what if I'm a eunuch?
Are you here to bite me?
The address is fake. I'm not afraid that you'll send me the blade.
The phone number is fake. I'm not afraid of your flesh.
……
After half a month of accumulation, he had received a million Resentment Points.
Only Zhao Yan himself could experience this feeling.
He opened the system.
[System: 1,500,000 Resentment Points remaining.]
Zhao Yan started to look for high-end items.
He didn't even look at the groceries section.
That was how rich he was.
"Invisibility? 500,000 Resentment Points? It's useless. I don't like peeping!”
"Summoning spell? 450,000 Resentment Points? Summon Undead creatures to fight? I don't think I need it now."
"Petrification? 300,000 Resentment Points. I have the Orchid Acupoint Striking Hand, but I don't need it.”
Ever since the system update, there had been more and more items, and the prices varied. It was not like in the beginning, where any skill would cost millions of Resentment Points.
"Right, aren't there 72 transformations?”
If he had the Seventy-Two Transformations, wouldn't it be easy for him to turn into a mosquito and fly away when he encountered danger?
[System: Seventy-Two Transformations (Mythical Skill)]
[Effect: Learn 72 variations.]
[Method of obtaining: System Exchange]
[Number of uses: One time.]
[Note: Each transformation takes half an hour. After each transformation, you need to rest for half an hour.]
In other words, it could only be used once an hour.
Zhao Yan was a little unhappy about the small BUG."F * ck, Mythical skills have cooldowns. I might as well exchange for the Invincible Vajra Divine Art a few more times. When that time comes, I'll really be invulnerable.”
"Wait, there are restrictions on the 72 Transformations? Or is it a fixed routine?"
[System: You can only change it 72 times a month.]
"F * ck you! If I didn't ask, you wouldn't have told me!"”
[System: Scolding the system will deduct-100 Resentment Points.]
Although the system deducted 100 Resentment Points, Zhao Yan knew the answer he wanted.
That was that changes were not fixed. They could change whatever they wanted.
However, there was a time limit.
Zhao Yan kept an eye out for himself and asked again,"Does the transformation need anything else?”
[System: Deduct 1000 Resentment Points for each transformation.]
"System! Your ancestors! Shameless!"
[System: Scolding the system will deduct-100 Resentment Points.]
P.S. Just a little prank.
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