Looking at the box of fries in front of him, Wu Yu, who had a lot on his mind, was not as happy as he imagined.

On the contrary, I no longer think about the arrangement of the itinerary, so that after tonight's dinner, the feeling of irritability and emptiness that has been suppressed has become very clear.

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"Now it is said to be a fairy, but there is no fairy and no hero. ”

"By the way, you didn't say anything about science fiction. ”

"The starting point of the online article, there is no science fiction. ”

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The words that came from his own mouth weighed heavily on Wu Yu's chest, and even the exhaled air was extremely depressing.

Although it is also classified as a novel, under the pressure of the high-paced update requirements of online articles, the more concise the text, the better the science fiction text, it has to be said that it is particularly unsociable.

The novels on the website that are full of all kinds of mecha battles or the galactic version of naval battles can also fool young readers who have not been exposed to science fiction.

For bookworms who grew up reading magazines and books such as the world of science fiction, the so-called science fiction and the imagination of future technology are only a small part of it. The reverie of scientific thinking is the soul of science fiction.

"This row of mecha with brushes is playing around, or there are some high-tech technologies that are called science fiction, what kind of science fiction is this, isn't there a category called two-dimensional - Gundam Wen should be cast over there. ”

Despite the unceremonious spitting on his mouth, Wu Yu's gaze wandered back and forth in the science fiction classification very seriously.

It was just after 12 a.m., and it was still early before the museum opened, and dinner alone was not enough to feed the growing bookworms with just a few chapters updated by the Trafford Buyers Club.

It happened that yesterday afternoon, thanks to the blessing of a certain road idiot engineer, he walked back and forth in Star City for nearly an hour, and the new experience accumulation made Wu Yu still not have to worry too much about the exaggerated situation that slaughtering a new book would lead to the collapse of the world.

Therefore, while his spirit was still good, Wu Yu, who remembered the conversation when he said goodbye to Ermu at the end, planned to go out to be a Shennong tonight without hesitation.

"Hey, I've been thinking before, hasn't a Xianxia novel been put into the science fiction category yet?"

Wu Yu, who breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, kept his fingers on the title of a book that looked unusually out of place in the science fiction classification.

""Forty Thousand Years of Xiuzhen"? At first glance, this name is a fairy tale written by a young bird, not to mention the wrong science fiction classification, even if it is the Xianxia classification that is now hitting the street, it is really a big breath for 40,000 years. ”

I moved my fingers, and I was idle anyway.

"I don't believe that it didn't take long for me to come across a good book like "Let Go of That Witch" and be able to read it again with this kind of street title. ”

It just so happened that the depression in his heart was aroused today, and he was ready to take a good look at this novel, and then vent it upside down, and educate the cute author about what the correct outlook on life and worldview should be.

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The story opens normally, and the parallel world of high-tech and cultivation makes Wu Yu's eyes light up slightly, and he is waiting to reply to a like.

After a pause, he shook his head, "I'm here to smash the field, and I have to stand firm." If you look closely, isn't it just a template for the future world set by Xianxia. ”

After stabilizing his Dao heart, Wu Yu continued to look carefully looking for a super poison point that could be killed with one hit.

Hey, it turns out that the title of this weird-looking book "Forty Thousand Years of Xiuzhen" does not refer to an old demon who has cultivated for 40,000 years, but refers to the story of the traditional Xiuzhen human civilization that struggled for 10,000 years to reshape itself from scratch after being destroyed and suppressed for 30,000 years, called Xiuzhen 40,000 years?

"Tsk, why do you feel a little pain in your face? Fortunately, I didn't read the title of the book and sprayed it, otherwise I was afraid that I would be hung up and beaten if I met a bad-tempered moderator. ”

Wu Yu, who was a little afraid, rubbed his cheeks, and silently deleted the generous text of the so-called forty-thousand-year-old demon who was ready to complain in the alternative he was ready to complain.

Unnoticed, a trace of expectation appeared in the bottom of his heart, maybe, this is a good article of Xianxia that has been misclassified and silent?

Next, sure enough, the old grandfather's golden finger appeared, and then ...... Goldfinger was extinguished......

Rubbing his right cheek, Wu Yu planned to stop guessing what the plot was, and read the book with peace of mind.

There is no big poison point and no distinctive characteristics of Xianxia urban technology mix and match, it can be regarded as ordinary dry food that can be eaten.

Wu Yu, who had been slapped in the face several times in a row before, cautiously saw a hundred chapters, and the protagonist was finally admitted to Xiuzhen Academy, stepped on the train to the Great Wilderness, and definitely made a summary in his heart.

"It's not a poisonous weed, it's good luck. The next chapter should be to go to school and start the routine of college style or sect style. I've seen quite a few of these routines, but it's enough to pass the night. ”

Clicking on the next chapter casually, Wu Yu didn't notice that the black flame that had been quietly dormant in his heart writhed slightly.

On the surface of the flames, the somewhat dim image of the Suzhou Creek, which had been consumed too many times, was pushed to the side by the phantom of a train speeding in the wilderness.

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"Who is a cultivator?"

"I'm self-taught, I'm really!"

"The blood of the strong is shed to protect the weak!"

As the dilapidated Great Wilderness train that had experienced the wave of monsters arrived on the platform, Wu Yu gradually broke away from the world in front of him.

The voices of all kinds of men, women and children still did not stop.

Wu Yu, who was a little dazed, wiped his cheeks with his left hand that unconsciously pinched out the red mark, a clammy and cool trace.

"I'm crying?"

Looking at the train surrounded by demon beasts in the rising black flame in his right hand, Wu Yu took a deep breath, calmed his emotions, and slowly withdrew the flames into his body.

- Well, by accident, I found an amazing treasure -

Inexplicably, it makes people's hearts rise, cultivators should be like this, and human civilization should be like this.

Science fiction, seriously, a decent cosmology and a high-tech world that is not outstanding. Xianxia seems to be missing the freedom of immortality and Ren Xia. However, the so-called classification is also said first, and it is only formed little by little.

"It's over, from now on, I only know that I can't read a lot of Xianxia articles. What a death. ”

With a bitter smile, Wu Yu shook his head, obviously he was here to find a book to read in the science fiction classification, why would he accidentally slaughter the future Xianxia rations into pieces.

Closing his eyes and feeling the sudden enrichment of the black flame, Wu Yu sighed, almost all the hard work of pressing the road in the morning was squandered.

- By the way, I still need to apologize for the previous terrible thoughts-

Wu Yu's fingertips slidied, "The sky is falling, and I am moved, Mr. deserves this reward!"