Chapter 2 A novel that makes you stronger when you eat sweet potatoes

Wang gradually opened the book called "I Am the Archmage" in his mind, and then read it slowly.

This book mainly tells the story of an ordinary high school student named Wu Lai, who was struck by the thunder of the other world and thus traveled to another world.

But the other world no longer has steam and electricity, but has become magic and swords.

Fortunately, Wu Lai was born with extraordinary talents, and relied on eating sweet potatoes to enhance his infinite magic power, and since then he has been galloping across the country. Conquer powerful monsters, conquer top beauties, and become the boss of heaven and hell.

In the end, he became the eternal demon god king, and lived happily ever after with his wife and concubine.

The cool points of this book are: the easy acquisition of strength, the powerful monster splashing and rolling for hugs, and the princesses of the gods and demons competing for pursuit.

And the protagonist is also very compelling in the end, with half-white, half-black wings, forbidden spell absolute zero, earth bear, and so on.

Anyway, the king who watched it was gradually cool and embarrassing.

Cool, it's really cool.

Especially compared with "Aquaman" that I just watched, the cool point is the same as eating garlic with chili peppers, which is frequent and enjoyable.

The embarrassment is that the writing is immature, yy excessive, and slightly common sense mistakes.

None of that matters, though.

Importantly, Wang gradually felt inexplicably familiar with this book.

He quietly looked at the rows of bookshelves in his mind, at the second book that was slowly starting to take shape.

Wang gradually couldn't help but move in his heart.

These books should have been read in my last life, right?

Can you find clues about the development of the United States from these books?

Then, take advantage of the foresight, seize the opportunity, and go to the top of life from now on?

Just do it.

Wang gradually went through "I am the Archmage" in his mind again.

I don't know if I'm reading a book in my head, but there is a special speed bonus.

Anyway, a few minutes later, Wang gradually finished reading it again.

Can...

This book is completely untouched by reality.

Not to mention, the reality of the United States.

In addition to fighting, the protagonist is in love...

It's embarrassing.

Wang gradually even felt that in fact, like "Aquaman", there was nothing wrong with improving scientific and technological weapons or something.

I can't use these novels to publish and make money, right?

His forehead twitched slightly.

Not to mention translating the original Chinese novel into English, it is very difficult.

Can Americans alone accept this kind of over-YY-style novel?

At this moment, the phone in the apartment suddenly rang.

Wang gradually picked it up, and a familiar female voice came.

It is Lily Rush, the Supervisor who mainly monitors whether she has committed any illegal acts and whether she participates in community work on time.

At 2 p.m., Wang gradually needed to report to her and do four hours of community work.

When I looked up, it was already half past one in the afternoon.

I only cared about reading comics and studying the novels in my mind, and I didn't even bother to eat lunch.

The king ran downstairs as fast as he could, bought a sandwich on the way, and then got on the bus and ran towards the assembly area.

The assembly was in the Bronx, a more upscale white community, where the inmates who were forced to work in the community were mainly non-violent offenders, with the majority of them white and yellow people.

As for blacks and Latinos, most of them go to pick up garbage along railways and highways.

When the king gradually arrived at the assembly point, it was exactly two o'clock.

I saw Lily Rush, a blonde beauty who was about 170 tall and wearing a blue uniform with a good face, frowned slightly, and said, "Earlier next time." ”

"Yes, yes. Wang gradually gasped and said.

"Then grab the tools, partner with him, and clean up the neighborhood. She gestured to an old white man in the distance.

Then, he stepped on his high heels and walked back to the car.

Wang gradually turned his head to look, and saw that the old white man opposite was a bald man with a small figure, a wrinkled face, small eyes, and very light eyebrows.

"Hello, you can call me King. Wang gradually said: "It seems that we will have to partner in the future." What's your name?"

"John Kramer," replied the old white man hoarsely, and then stopped talking.

Wang gradually shrugged, if he didn't speak, he wouldn't speak, he was just thinking about how to make money.

When the community is done, you have to go to the bookstore to see what style of books have been trending lately.

Is it possible for "I Am an Archmage" to be published and make money for yourself?

It would be great if it could make money.

If you can't, you'll have to keep looking for a job.

At this time, an old man named John suddenly asked Wang Yan, "Why are you forced to work in the community?"

Wang gradually was stunned for a moment, and then said a little embarrassed: "Theft is just a first offense." So a suspended sentence was given, plus community labor. What about you?"

The old man's eyes narrowed slightly, and then he said in a hoarse voice: "Dangerous driving and damage to public property." Why did you steal?"

"Well," Wang gradually hesitated, but still said, "I want to go to community college, get a diploma, and come out and find a good job." And the student loan was not approved for my family's reasons. ”

"Oh. Old man John just nodded and said nothing more.

It's just that Wang gradually felt that the other party didn't seem to be so sharp, and he didn't know if it was an illusion.

The breeze on the East Coast of the United States does not stop the gradually rising temperatures, and the sun does not shine on the body, which makes people feel very comfortable.

In this way, before he knew it, Wang Jian's first day of community work had ended.

After signing in and saying goodbye to old man John, he came to the newsstand and bought a special issue of the bestseller 94-95.

Then, he sped in the direction of the apartment.

I really can't help him not run, it's really the area where the apartment is located, it's too messy.

Here, not to mention the lame gang and blood gang wars that have swept the United States, there are countless small gangs of all kinds.

"18th Street", "Aryan Brotherhood", "Jamaican Vigilante", plus the notorious "MS-13", "Salvadoran", etc., as long as you name it, you can find it here.

Gangs also operate from garbage disposal to drug transportation, from buying and selling vegetables at the door of the community to buying and selling for murder.

Only you can't think of it, there is nothing they don't participate in.

Therefore, the Bronx in New York, along with Compton in Los Angeles and the South Quarter of Chicago, are also known as the three most chaotic areas in the United States.

Free America, shooting every day, that's probably what I'm talking about.

After running back to his apartment in fear, Wang gradually became determined to work hard to make money and move out of the Bronx as soon as the community activities were over.

Then he looked at the New York Times bestseller rankings.

On the bestseller list, which is not categorized but only looked at the total sales, the number one is "Carnegie Recipes for Success".

The second is "Successology".

And among the bestsellers that were just published in 1994-1995, the highest ranking was the "Conversations with God" series, which ranked 37th.

The second highest is "The Federal Reserve", created in '94 and now ranked 40th.

The third highest ranked is Blood Plague: The Story of Ebola, which ranked 44th. This book is also the number one realistic novel.