The next day, inside the office.

Mr. Wang looked at the documents that had been reviewed by his lawyer and signed his name.

This also means that in the end, the main roles of "Prison Break" will be played by WWE's wrestlers.

As for the salary, the wrestlers who want to cross the border do not put forward any excessive requirements.

As a result, the crew got a group of strong supporting roles with low prices and strange appearances, and WWE also got its wish and got an opportunity to expand its influence to film and television dramas.

Stephanie took the papers, looked at them carefully for a while, and then handed them to the lawyer beside her.

"It was a pleasure to work with. She stretched out her hand and shook it with Wang.

"It was a pleasure to work with. Wang gradually looked at this white-collar woman, but still couldn't hold back, "Are you really a wrestler too?"

"Of course. Stephanie stroked her long brown hair and smiled in response, "What, doesn't it look like it?"

Wang gradually looked at the other party's well-proportioned figure and shook his head, "Anyway, I don't think so." ”

"Ha, the McMahon family, everybody is a wrestler. She thought for a moment and handed Wang a ticket, "This is a ticket for WWE's show to be held in New York tonight." ”

"If you have time, please come and watch it. ”

Wang gradually took the ticket and took a look, and was surprised to find that Stephanie's head was actually printed on it.

"Okay, if you have the chance. ”

When Stephanie left, Wang gradually made another call to Tom in the studio.

After learning that the preliminary preparations were going well, he hung up the phone and prepared to continue updating the "Abnormal Creature Observations".

Wang gradually looked at the plot of the last time, and had already written about the first appearance in space, the first appearance of a spaceship.

He clicked on the book review section and found that it had attracted a new wave of book lovers.

I have to say, because of several classics. In the United States, the absolute number of science fiction fans is far greater than that of fantasy lovers.

But what is annoying is that these sci-fi fans are a little too serious.

In the book review area, they discussed the "information radiation" and "information unification theory" that appeared in "Anomaly".

Then, with the help of various scientific arguments, we will analyze whether this premise is reasonable.

To be honest, when Wang gradually revised "Anomaly", he also felt that the "information unification theory" was a bit unclear.

Did I miss it at the time, or did the "Xiling Empire" mentioned in the original book have already been explained?

"Really, isn't it okay to be happy?" Wang gradually said to himself, "I have to let you know who the author is!"

He thought about it for a while, and made certain modifications to the original book, in which the protagonist went to a world where the trajectory of human life is controlled by a computer.

This time, Wang gradually prepared to change the theme of that world to a certain extent.

It is no longer a reflection of the loyalty of artificial intelligence, but a metaphor for "my territory, my decision".

Then, the sound of a keyboard tapping can be heard in the office.

......

Dididi, the protagonist is in his sleep and comes to a new world.

When he opened his eyes, he found that there were no vampires, werewolves and other powerful combat forces around him.

By this time, the sun had already set and the sky was overcast.

Soon, it began to rain again.

The protagonist tightens his thin clothes and follows the highway to find the nearest human settlement.

At this moment, the sound of an engine was heard behind him, and a car drove slowly by.

"Sir, if it's convenient, can you give a ride?"

But the car, as if it hadn't heard, moved at a constant speed.

The protagonist looked at the pajamas on his body and smiled bitterly, "Dress like an exhibitionist, who dares to carry you casually." ”

"It's okay, it's a dream plane anyway, and when I wake up, I naturally leave. ”

"Besides, if something happens, that neurotic goddess will resurrect me. ”

But just as he was chattering, the car that had already left slowly reversed back.

The young and beautiful female driver asked, "Sir, are you going to take a ride?"

"Yes. The protagonist hurriedly opens the car door and sits in the passenger seat.

"Thank you, miss. He said to the driver, "Thank you so much." ”

Maybe this young driver is a bit of a bad talker, and all questions are answered in two words.

The two soon ran out of words.

But the protagonist, who is used to the noisy nature of all kinds of creatures in the house, is very unaccustomed to this environment.

He hesitated, but then asked, "Miss, why did you let me take a ride?

The female driver glanced at the protagonist and replied in a low voice: "I have a feeling that you are a good person." ”

The protagonist touches his face and sighs that when he arrives at the dream plane, he will also be issued a good person card.

He casually asked again, "Miss, where is your destination?"

The woman's face showed a hint of confusion, "I, I don't know." ”

"I feel like I've been driving and I've forgotten my destination. ”

At this time, the protagonist's head also appeared dizzy for a moment.

Then, when he looked at the female driver, he also had an inexplicable sense of familiarity.

"Where are you, where are you from?" the female driver asks the protagonist.

"I," the protagonist was about to reply, when he suddenly froze, "yes, where did I come from?"

The woman looked at the protagonist's face with pain, and hurriedly said, "Don't think about it if you can't think of it, there's a restaurant in front, let's go and eat something." ”

"Well, the pasta in that restaurant, it's delicious. The protagonist replied casually.

Wrong!

The protagonist's heart trembles, he has never been to the front, how can he know the taste of pasta?

At this time, the heroine also thought of this, and suddenly stepped on the brakes and stopped the car.

"You've never been to the front restaurant, have you?" said the two of them in unison.

Then, both of them nodded at the same time, "Yes, I've never been!"

Late at night, rainy days, and in the wild, the atmosphere inside the car gradually became solemn.

The protagonist thought about it, but still pretended to be relaxed and replied: "It's okay, it may just be a coincidence." ”

"It's a coincidence. The woman also replied nervously: "It must be a coincidence." ”

Then the car started up again and drove forward.

Half an hour later, the woman and the protagonist look in amazement at the restaurant not far away.

"Is this it?" the woman asked, trembling a little, "in your memory?"

I don't know why, the male protagonist has a feeling of "I'm sure I can't die".

He nodded absently, "Well, that's it!"

"Shall we have something to eat, then?" the female driver looked at the protagonist, "but it seems to be closed, right?"

"It doesn't matter. The male protagonist felt his mouth uncontrollably and said: "The restaurant owner has mistaken the time!"

The female driver, with an expression of obvious reluctance, stepped out of the car.

The protagonist is next to the driver's seat and sees something familiar again.

"Hey, I'm still a gun lover?" he said to himself, picking up his pistol casually.

Then, he followed the female driver to the door of the restaurant.

"Boss, two pastas and two Diet Coke. ”

"Sorry guests, it's past 12 o'clock and it's closed. ”

"It's twelve, is there still 15 minutes left?" the protagonist points to the wall clock.

"Nonsense...," the restaurateur looked up, ready to reprimand the messy guest.

"Hey, it's really not 12 o'clock?" he wondered, "It's already past that?"

"Forget it, sit down. The boss shook his head, "Hurry up and finish eating, I still have to close." ”

The protagonist and the woman sit in front of the window, looking out.

"What the hell is going on, I really have an inexplicable sense of familiarity here. And what's going on with this rustling sound?"

A few minutes later, the boss brought the pasta.

The male protagonist inquired tentatively: "Boss, what's your name and where are you from?"

"My name—" the boss replied, "What's my name?"

At this time, another policeman walked in outside the door.

"Where did you two come from, and why did you drive the murderer's car?"

"Murderer?" the male protagonist and the woman were shocked and looked at each other.

"Who are you and what is your name?"

"Of course I'm a cop, the only sheriff in town. ”

While enduring the "rustling" sound in his head, the male protagonist asked loudly: "I'm talking about your name!"

"My name is—" The policeman's expression changed from determination to panic, "What's my name?"

At this time, in the protagonist's mind, the sound of "rustling" is getting louder and louder, and finally the electronic sound is heard.

"I see!" The male protagonist stood up.

"What are you going to do?" the cop exclaims to the protagonist, "Put the pistol down!"

The male protagonist played with the pistol and smiled, "This world is a little interesting!"

Then, he pressed the pistol directly to his temple.

With a "bang" of thought, the woman, the boss, and the policeman suddenly disappeared.

Then, in the middle of the night, in the rain, in the wilderness, a woman drove a car and said to herself, "What's my name?"

At this time, the male protagonist was already standing in front of a crystal coffin, looking at the unconscious woman.

"Is the world of consciousness? Lonely you, will hypnotize yourself to form a world?"

At this moment, he felt the world shake suddenly, and the picture was shattered.

"No, how about this machine?" the goddess said to the male protagonist: "The latest product of the Xiling Empire, the idea of generating the world?"

The male protagonist looked at the female neuropathy in confusion, "So, I created a consciousness in my consciousness?"

......

After Wang gradually finished writing, he nodded with satisfaction, "Be more honest with me, don't you know what a world creator is?"

With that, he looked at the top of his head uncomfortably.

"Damn, it's a little scary. He muttered to himself, "I should, not be created, right?"