At 3:15 a.m. in the standard time of the North Eighth District issued by the No. 3 Meteorite Floating Continent Time Service Center, on the second floor of Building 12 of Xingfu Xincun Community, Luoshui Street, Nanqin District, Hushan City, Hongmeizhou, a senior writer and literary young woman (self-proclaimed) who had not left home for three months, was reading by candlelight.

That's right, as early as 40 years ago, the laying of the first-level power grid in the natural village was completed, and now, He Manmang, who lives in the inner urban area of Hushan City, which can be called the provincial capital, is lighting two candles, fanning a fan in one hand, and writing hard in the other.

“...... Why is it that in such an environment where the social security system is so perfect, there are still people like the author who can't even pay the utility bills? The high rent is so heavy that even the average white-collar worker can't support it, and there are all kinds of expenses, and even the author's beloved pet dog has to be sent to a pet shelter in the middle of the night because he can't afford to pay the huge license fee of up to 1,000 yuan!"

The young woman with heavy dark circles rubbed her eyes, put down the paper fan, reached out and picked up the enamel cup on the table that had not been washed for a long time and had accumulated a thick layer of tea dirt, and her hands were cold.

Only then did she remember that because she hadn't paid the utility bills, the last bucket of pure water at home had been used up by her bubble noodles at noon. It was already three o'clock in the morning, and she had not eaten a drop of water for fifteen hours.

"Ha~~" yawned with his mouth wide open, He Mangmao simply pushed the paper fan to the side, picked up the pen and continued to walk on the manuscript paper, "...... What is wrong with this country? Why is it that ordinary people like this writer are always at pain? Not only has the author fallen into deep thought, but this must be a problem of the system!"

The thick and large exclamation mark penetrates the back of the paper, fully reflecting the writer's indignant mood, He Mangmao blew the manuscript paper, nodded with satisfaction, such a 3,000-word garbage, in the "World Truth Disclosure Foundation", "Human Awakening United Organization", "Happiness and Peace of Mind Committee", and the offline receiving points opened by dozens of messy and inexplicable organizations can easily be exchanged for an income of 1,000 yuan. She was able to code four or five of these things a day, and the price was just to make herself sick for a while.

But it's better to get used to it if you're disgusting and disgusting, it's better than being kicked out by the landlord because you don't have the money to pay the rent!

I think that at the beginning, He Mangman, who had just graduated from college, was also ambitious, but unfortunately after three years of work, let alone ambition, even his chest was tired and tired, and that kind of day was simply unbearable.

In order not to go back to that kind of life again, succumbing to the power of money doesn't seem like much of a problem.

With a sigh of relief, He Mangmu calmed down from his slightly excited mental state, pinched the edge of the manuscript paper with two fingers, and stuffed it into the brown paper envelope with a look of disgust, sure enough, no matter how many such mentally retarded words were written, the instinctive feeling of nausea was still unbearable!

After pasting the envelope and putting it in the briefcase, He Mangman pushed open the floor-to-ceiling window of the study, and a bright moon hung high above the sky, and the bright moonlight fell, setting off more than a dozen villas with different styles but all from the hands of famous designers.

There's no way, living in this kind of place, you can only work hard for yourself.

With a bitter face, he looked at the phone full of reminder text messages, He Mangman's hands were clasped tightly, and he silently prayed to the bright moon, "If there really are gods in the sky, then can I realize my wish......?"

She shook her head, even if there were gods, an unreliable wish like hers would never be granted.

Letting go of her hand, He Mangmu was about to turn around and go back to the room to sleep, but she stopped, reflexively rushed back to the balcony, and stared at the sky with wide eyes. There, dozens of dazzling meteors are dragging long tails of different colors in the direction of the city.

For some reason, her heart began to beat wildly, and she was almost out of breath with excitement, and a meteor shrouded in a dreamlike flame stream was falling straight in this direction in her sight!

Did you really hear my prayers, O God?!

......

He was extremely sure that if there really was a god in this world, then he must be an eccentric old man who watched at least twenty burlesque plays a day. Otherwise, there is no way to explain why the meteor that smashed the glass curtain wall of the living room and then destroyed her coffee table worth 8,000 federal coins and a whole set of tea sets turned into such a noisy macaw!

God is pitiful, that coffee table was bought by her with the first income she swindled from those guys! And that set of tea sets, if Sister Du knew that she had broken this set of gifts given to her by her aunt, she would definitely be killed!

And this damn macaw! The ghost knows why it is so verbose, but in just a few minutes, it has been analyzed from the split ends of her hair to a small pimple that has grown on her face, and the whole person has been criticized by it as useless, if it is really according to what it says, if she doesn't immediately apologize with death, she will be sorry for the Federation, sorry for her parents, sorry for the teacher who taught her since she was a child, it's just verbose to death!

......

Su Xing's consciousness lurked at the bottom of the mind of this chattering parrot, and he was speechless watching everything that was happening outside. In order to hide itself from the sight of the Shattered Abyss, it is usually a created surface consciousness that controls this body. This consciousness combined some of his own memories, as well as some specially made templates, to the point that now it seemed that even he couldn't stand the parrot a little too much.

......

"Listen, Uncle Ben is the elite of the macaw clan from the distant M-999 nebula, and I came here to save your world," the parrot flapped its wings and walked proudly in front of the sluggish He Mang, "From now on, this place is requisitioned by Uncle Ben," it tilted its head and looked He Mangmao up and down, "As for you, let's be a trainee liaison for the time being." ”

Pinched the back of her hand, it would hurt, He Mangmu never thought that in the blink of an eye, she had actually changed from a well-rooted federal resident to an alien leading party!

She was thinking about opening her mouth to say something, when she suddenly felt a chill behind her, a fishy smell of beasts came, and a low roar sounded close to her ears, at this moment, she was at a loss in her heart, what is wrong with this world!

"Ahh

What happened next shattered He Wan's three views, and he could no longer piece them together.

With a strange cry, the verbose parrot spread its wings like a tiger descending from a mountain, kicked her in the side of her face, and kicked the unknown beast behind her against the wall.

It was a strange beast that I don't know how to describe, it had a wolf-like appearance, but it didn't have an inch of hair on its body, and its smooth bright red skin gave him goosebumps all over his body.

"Ora Ora Ora-" Shouting a strange slogan, the parrot pounced on it, and with a frenzied outburst, he smashed the beast into black ashes in Ho's terrified eyes.

"Whew—what a weakness. Shaking its head, its voice was low and powerful, "Applause, cheers, flowers, trainee liaison No. 1, your level of business is really terrible!"

What the hell, at that moment, she actually thought that a parrot was very handsome! She was only twenty-eight years old, and it was still a long time before she became an old girl who couldn't get married!

"The world is about to undergo an astonishing upheaval, and as one of the first natives to feel it, you should be thankful, at least you won't be kept in the dark like most people. The parrot spun around a few times and flapped its wings twice, "Hey, woman, hurry up and prepare me clean water and food, I want a good sun purple, and prepare twenty for me to fill my stomach first." I've been in hibernation for so long to save you stupid humans for more than half a year, and I've suffocated me to death!"