Regardless of whether you care about PK or not, since you have promised the north to prepare PK at the beginning of next month, the most important thing now is to save the manuscript. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

He set himself an alarm clock for two and a half hours, which should be far from reaching the critical point for his current body, which is quite a comfortable writing rhythm.

And now the number of updates per day is 10,000, which is very fast in the general professional writer group. Converted, two and a half hours of writing a day, can save close to 20,000 manuscripts.

Of course, as the codewords continue to go deeper, the aura in the mind gathers more smoothly, and the body is constantly developing, and the speed of the codewords should only be faster.

Hey......

Xu Feng smirked when he was coding words, he knew that the most important point in PK was the speed of updating. And this was originally the killer feature he had prepared, so wait for twenty days to let his update speed shock the entire online literature industry.

Regardless of how many readers the quality of the infinite horror itself will attract, it is difficult to imagine that he cannot become a god with his furious hand speed alone.

Unconsciously, Xu Feng fell into an empty realm, almost not like he was coding words, but out of his body and into a world of words, or the starry sky of the universe.

A little bit of light in the galaxy starry sky, under the control of his mind, changes and gathers at will, and can be divided and arranged in an orderly manner, forming a beautiful scene.

By the time the set alarm clock was set as scheduled, Xu Feng had actually calmed down. He was surprised to find that this time the codeword was not controlled by the rapid speed of the codeword as usual, and he seemed to have gradually been able to control his ability.

When the alarm clock rang, he just gently picked up his phone and swiped it, and then marked a sentence to the code word this time.

Hey? This time, my brain cleared up a lot in the codeword, and although I was also very engaged in the rhythm of the story and the codeword, I was able to withdraw it very calmly. Haha, isn't it possible that my code word ability has been upgraded again?

Xu Feng was overjoyed, but it didn't seem to be a big deal, it was supposed to be like this. Every time there is no external interference in the codeword, there will be a death, which is not normal.

As for whether this otherwise normal state is accidental or really controllable, it will have to wait until the next codeword test. After just two and a half hours of code words, Xu Feng still felt quite tired, not to mention his brain, just his fingers and forearms, as well as his cervical spine and waist were a little stiff.

Naturally, he got up and played a set of tai chi in front of the computer screen. At the same time, he also saw his own results this time, and in two and a half hours, he wrote more than 30,000 words.

In terms of speed, it is about the same as before, a speed of more than 10,000 an hour.

And this time, after the code was finished, he saw that the first copy, the part of the zombie road chief, had been written. The protagonist also returned to the main god space, received the quest, and redeemed some prizes.

Among them, it is naturally indispensable when I was studying, and I longed for a one-to-one real Lori, hehe. In addition, the protagonist's body has also been strengthened a lot, and his character has been completely shaped, and he will start a new journey as an old fritter in the next dungeon.

The original outline plan was to write the first zombie copy, which was written in about 100,000 words, but in the process of writing, the inspiration in his mind merged countless novel experiences, and he inadvertently wrote nearly 200,000 words.

Rao is so, and the story is not adulterated with water at all. On the contrary, from the perspective of Xu Feng, an old bookworm, these 200,000 words are simply no urine point in the whole process. There is a faint feeling that he has completely surpassed the original work, Xu Feng finished a set of punches, sat in front of the computer and quickly slid the manuscript on the screen with a scroll wheel.

This page of text, although it is not exquisite, but it is definitely a superior work in the online text, and I didn't expect it to come from my own palm.

And the skeleton of this novel is indeed imitated, but the flesh and blood filled in it are undoubtedly recreated by themselves. This sense of accomplishment is not much better than that of an "original" novel that was conceived entirely by oneself.

Xu Feng shook his hands in satisfaction, and his pursed lips and teeth also clenched. He now completely concluded that the literary path he wanted to take was online literature, and the other physical literature provided by Lord Wei that developed from youth literature and art could not be said to be impossible.

It's just that this path he chose makes people feel like he's really creating. A sense of shaping something, and a sense of accomplishment in shaping success, is refreshing in itself. To put it vulgarly, it's almost like just jerking off a tube.

And the poems of the great god Gu Cheng that he copied, although they can also win the appreciation of a big man like Lord Wei, but the resulting sense of psychological depression is also lingering.

Okay, so happily decided!

Xu Feng suddenly felt that the road ahead was cheerful, and his mood was more comfortable. Those more than 30,000 words were quickly formed into chapters under his skillful chapters.

This was originally a three-day update, but because he set himself the task of saving the manuscript, Xu Feng would only regard 30,000 words as a day's amount.

There was nothing to do in the afternoon anyway, and he decided to get a good night's sleep and see how much fatigue he could recover. Wait for a good meal in the evening, and if you have the energy by then, you should be able to stack it for a while.

Other people are really a moment for a while, he is different, even if it is half an hour, it is a very considerable number of words. In order to save the manuscript, in order to become a god, I fight!

Of course, the most important thing is that Xu Feng feels that his physical condition is still very good, and he used to set the rule of about two hours a day because he would have nosebleeds after three or four hours of continuous code words. Next, it can be adapted according to the actual situation.

didn't say anything, he finished everything, and then set a regular update, and then divided it by two to untie the comfort on his body, and suddenly threw himself into the Xia Liang quilt.

To be honest, I feel very relaxed when I am awake, but once I feel sleepy, the sleepiness deep in my scalp still invades in an instant.

Xu Feng didn't even have time to think about today's schedule before falling asleep, and he had already lost consciousness in a grogginess.

By the time he had a concrete sense of self again, he was twitching his nose.

"Hiss ......"

Xu Feng's mouth and nose twitched at the same time, and he smelled a special fragrance, and he immediately sobered up, as if he had taken a heart booster.

Haha, it's the taste of crayfish.

This is Xu Feng's favorite dish, and he hasn't eaten it for a while, and he hasn't remembered it. But it's summer lately, and I'm sorry not to have some crayfish.

And the smell that came at this time, Xu Feng suddenly felt that it was the first time he smelled it, but the memory in the depths of his mind was instantly activated. This is the specialty of Dad Xu Aiguo.

Hehe, it seems that Dad is in a good mood today, and things must have gone well when he went to Head Liu.