For a whole day, Ling Ping was in the code.

Under the debt crisis, young online writers are writing diligently with unprecedented dedication.

It wasn't until ten o'clock in the evening that he stretched.

I looked at the documentation and wrote more than 13,000 words today!

It's nothing short of a miracle!

Miracle like never before!

The latest record in the industry!

"If the editor knew, he would definitely send me a certificate......" He looked at the word count on the document and said happily: "However, I am a very humble person and don't want to be in the limelight!" ”

"Like the authors in the group...... If there's something going on, just make a fuss and show it off......"

Well......

He clasped his hands and looked at the text on the screen.

These more than 13,000 words, basically talking about the protagonist after getting the so-called system, according to the technology provided by the system, dug a nest of termites in his backyard and began to cultivate.

It has been written about the first mutation of the queen and the beginning of the secretion of a thick fluid.

Of course, it's a credit to the system!

This is the benefit of having a system, many things that Lingping himself is confused about, just push it to the system.

Anyway, that's it.

To entertain the public, you don't need to take it too seriously.

Therefore, Lingping is only a material for the queen ant of the land.

The so-called material is to be processed.

Just like in the plot that Ling Ping'an is writing now, except for still borrowing the mutation-related data of the queen ant, everything else has changed beyond recognition!

Because according to the setting, the protagonist is already terminally ill.

Therefore, the ant colony bound to him, every time it evolves, can prolong his life and modify his genes.

As a result, although it is only more than 13,000 words, the ant colony has only undergone a mutation.

But the protagonist's terminal illness has improved a lot.

What's more, the protagonist gains an ability from an ant colony - he has athletic abilities comparable to those of an athlete.

After checking the manuscript, Ling Ping'an stood up and moved his body.

Meow!

Best, the kitten, also stood up from the counter and rubbed him affectionately.

"Little obedient ......" Ling Ping'an touched its head: "During this time, you have to suffer like your brother!" ”

New books, must be uploaded within a week!

So, during this time, he didn't have much time to play games.

I didn't even have time to play with this little guy!

Meow!

The little one barked softly, as if to say, it's okay!

Ling Ping'an happily picked up the teacup and made himself a cup of tea.

Then share half to your own pet!

With a hand, he turned on the TV.

It's still evening newstime.

"Wang Qiu, a popular traffic student, released a long article this afternoon, announcing his temporary retirement ......"

In the long article, Wang Qiu said that he has always felt his own shortcomings......

"After a long period of consideration and careful consideration, he has entered the Imperial Central Conservatory of Music for further study......"

"From today onwards, I will devote myself to the study and understanding of music......

Ling Ping'an looked at it and was stunned.

Wang Qiu?

It's the ghost crying wolf howling last night, and he really can't stand the traffic when he listens to it?

How could he have such determination?!

At this moment, Ling Ping deeply feels that there is still salvation in the federal music scene!

Because, if even the traffic has been realized, everything they have now is a rootless tree, built on an illusory attic, and may be eliminated at any time.

So, I began to concentrate on practicing the basic skills!

Then, the federal music scene went back to more than ten years ago, and there was still hope for the golden age before the mobile Internet era!

It is more likely to drive others, such as those actors who stare at the screen and memorize numbers, to really devote themselves to film and television.

Perhaps, the federal entertainment industry is really going to undergo earth-shaking changes!

Blessed are viewers like him!

So, Ling Ping'an immediately took out his mobile phone and clicked into the microbook.

Sure enough, the first hot search is Wang Qiu's long article, and the second is Wang Qiu's choked farewell to fans......

But......

After Ling Ping'an clicked in, the whole person's face was not good.

Because, the comment area is in a big battle!

Wang Qiu's fans and other traffic fans attack each other!

He cut out, and the first hot search has already been replaced.

The title is: Zhang Mingyao.

Ling Ping'an clicked in and found that it was the traffic named Zhang Mingyao, who posted an article, which was thought to be a satire on Wang Qiu's character and hype......

The entire comment area has become a pot of porridge, and all kinds of unsightly words and pictures are flying all over the sky.

The fans of both sides are fighting endlessly!

Ling Ping'an put down his phone.

"Looks like I'm thinking too much!" The young bookstore owner sighed.

He turned off the TV and prepared to close the door and go to bed.

When he walked to the door, he found that the fog in the streets and alleys tonight seemed to be thicker than before, and even the light of the street lamps had been completely engulfed by the thick fog.

"Autumn is coming,...... said the young bookstore, "It seems that in the future Jiangcheng, the fog will get bigger and bigger......

And in the depths of the thick fog, there seemed to be a figure walking slowly.

He immediately looked forward to it.

………………………………………………

Sylvanas fell feeble at the gates.

General Ranger, finally unable to fight anymore.

The army of natural disasters rushed over like a tidal wave.

Silvermoon City, it's over!

It's all over!

But......

Windranger is still standing stubbornly!

Even if it is death, she will die standing up!

Abomination was coming her way, and death was at hand!

And she didn't have the strength to do it anymore.

Wheezing, Sylvanas gasped.

She stubbornly raised her head and looked in front of her!

"Arthas, even if you die, I will never let you go!" Her eyes looked into the distance, the prince on the skeletal warhorse.

Prince of Lordaeron.

The current puppet of the Lich King!

The wind was whimpering, as if it was wailing for Sylvanas, and it seemed to be wailing for the upper elves!

Suddenly......

A voice whispered in her ear.

"Want to change your fate?"

"That sad and sad fate!"

Sylvanas frowned, "Who are you?" ”

"You just have to answer, yes or no!" The voice whispered.

Sylvanas looked at the scourge minions that were coming towards her, then looked down at her broken body.

Now she will grasp no matter what kind of straw!

"Yes!" So she made her own answer.

"Clever kid!" The voice murmured.

The fog, not knowing when it came from her.

And quickly drowned her!

Several natural disaster soldiers, seeing this situation, immediately rushed forward.

But......

When they walked into the mist, there was no more sound.

And the fog quickly vanished.

It's like it never happened!