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Exchange for FGO

"Master, you're a man with a manga hand. Is it difficult to draw a game into a manga?”

Hearing the system's words, Ling Ye couldn't help but be stunned for a moment. It seemed to make sense. However, 100 yuan per chapter. Was this FGO calculated by chapter?

Here, he had to focus on FGO. After all, although it was not as famous as Pocket, it was the most suitable work for Lin Xuan to choose now.

It was originally a mobile games released in the month of 2015. It was one of the works of the Fate series. When it was released in Japan in 2015, it became popular all over Japan. The huge lineup of voice actors and the format of Guan Yu versus Qin Qiong made all the chefs of the month go crazy. On September 29th, 2016, I received a lot of good reviews as soon as I went online. A certain video bullet screen software was directly released because of this work. Its paywall value even exceeded that of Pesticide. Its terrifying Chengdu could be seen.

"How about this, system? Give me the prologue to FGO first. I'll see how the response is.”

"Yes, Master."

As soon as the system's voice fell, images began to change in Ling Ye's mind. Shua, shua, shua. At this moment, Ling Ye picked up a paintbrush and quickly drew on the paper. Soon, beautiful paintings appeared in front of Ling Ye.

"Success!"

Ling Ye stretched his back and then noticed the clock in front of him. At this moment, the clock showed that a long time had passed. However, looking at the results in front of him, Ling Ye felt extremely fulfilled.

After that, Ling Ye slowly returned to his bed and started to rest. Due to the system, Ling Ye's current body had all his attributes at E-class. Even though he was only at E-class, this E-class was still ten times the physical attributes of a world champion. However, even with such a body, he still felt tired because Ling Ye was still alone.

After a night, Ling Ye slowly looked at the sun outside the window. That night, Ling Ye slept exceptionally soundly.

"Woo! After you sleep well, it's time to work."

Ling Ye looked at his mission for the day. Selling 100 comic books was a very simple mission for Ling Ye. The reward was a random treasure chest draw.

"Alright, it's time to open the door to welcome guests."

Ling Ye walked to the door. However, just as he opened the door to the bookstore, Ling Ye was stunned.

In front of Ling Ye, there was already a black mass of people. Looking around, there were definitely more than a thousand people! Seeing so many people, Ling Ye was stunned.

"What…what happened?”

Ling Ye couldn't understand. At this moment, these people rushed into the bookstore in front of him. Even Ling Ye was pushed to the side by the crowd.

"Everyone, what are you doing? Don't be anxious.”Ling Ye looked at the group of people in front of him with an awkward expression. He never expected the Internet to have such a powerful force!

At this moment, these people had already begun to snatch the comics.

"I want to buy a comic!"

"Give me one!"

"Cousin, you already have a child. Why are you still snatching it from me?”

"What do you know? I don't know how that kid of mine knew that there were comics to buy here. He tortured me for the entire night. If I don't bring them back today, I'm finished!”A man said as he took two comic books from the bookshelf.

"Sigh, who says so?" At the side, another man also picked up two comics." My girlfriend said that if I don't bring the comics back, she won't let me sleep with her. What a tough life. I didn't even go to work today and came here."”

"Alright, you guys are lucky to be here early. Look at the people in line behind you. They probably won't be able to buy comics today.”

Hearing the voice of a student beside them, the two of them looked much better. That's right, compared to these people, they were much luckier, weren't they?

At this moment, Ling Ye was extremely happy. However, facing a group of people, Ling Ye was stunned because he realized that he could not do it alone! Looking at the group of people in front of him, Ling Ye could only use his arms to receive them mechanically.

Collect money, change, collect money, and hand over the book.

Ling Ye repeated this mechanical action for two whole hours. At this moment, there was not a single comic left in the entire bookstore. Seeing that the books in the bookstore had all been bought, Ling Ye loosened his arm.

However, there were still many customers waiting for something in the bookstore. Seeing that these customers were not planning to leave, Ling Ye could only sigh.

"Everyone, I've already bought all my comics. The rest haven't been printed yet, so everyone, don't wait here.”

Upon hearing Ling Ye's words, some customers left in disappointment, while some didn't leave.

"Mr. Ling Ye, may I disturb you for a moment? Our printing press values your work very much. We want to reach a certain degree of cooperation with you.”At this moment, a man in a suit was smiling at Ling Ye. When Ling Ye saw him, he knew that this was a businessman with a keen sense of smell.

Of course, he wasn't the only smart person. All kinds of merchants saw that he had struck first and gained the upper hand. These people also directly rushed forward.

"Mr. Ling Ye, I'm the representative of the White Water Society. You won't be disappointed if you choose us.”

"Your White Water Society is a trap. Mr. Ling Ye, choosing the Illusionary Wind House is the best choice.”

"Kadokawa Bookstore, please understand.。。。”

Asahi, Tidal Press, Youjian Bookstore, Harushui Club, Two Yuan Study, Astronomical Club, River Name Study, New Club, and Fantasy Club. At this moment, a group of people had already surrounded Ling Ye. At this moment, Ling Ye realized that he was actually so popular.

(PS,FGO represents the game. Those who haven't played it before can go and play it. The plot is very good.))

This book is provided by FunNovel Novel Book | Fan Fiction Novel [Beautiful Free Novel Book]

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