Bidding farewell to He Xuewei, Feng Xue only felt a sense of relief in his heart, not because of any strange reason, but because he no longer had to bear the pressure of acquaintances dying because of himself.

Yes, no matter how much he looked at it, it was still a pimple in his heart.

The following days were a little too peaceful, well, excessively, the words that should have been on the heads of the surrounding passers-by disappeared, the names of the passers-by on the commercial street disappeared, and even the vampires who occasionally appeared in the middle of the night were gone.

This made Feng Xue feel a little weak in her heart.

Of course, he also tried to find some possible spoilers by infiltrating the readership and the author's group of readers, but he helplessly found that the time of the author's world was still frozen in the moment when the next chapter had not yet been released after he came out of He Xuewei's house, and it seemed that until the plot of the next chapter happened, the world would always be in such a frozen state.

It's not that Feng Xue doesn't like such a peaceful life, but the problem is that the sea water in Binhai City is still as delicious as fresh soup.

This means that the thing has not been found, it has not been taken away. (By the way, I don't know if you have read the comics of the same world view by the author of Zhonghua, and after reading it, you will find that the world of small masters is not much weaker than the world of food captivity, and even the ingredients that can control time are available)

In this case, the alien superpowers seem to have lost their traces overnight, and except for the occasional foreigner in the dream world (guess), the entire Marina seems to have returned to its original appearance half a year ago.

"This is absolutely not normal!" Feng Xue grinned, and a special sense of crisis was brewing in his heart.

But he can't tell anyone about this kind of trouble, even his sister who is sick in the second middle school, he doesn't think it's normal to have a "big event" happen at any time.

"What exactly does this 'Snow Prince' want to do?" Feng Xue thought hard but had no choice but to go with the flow, which made him always in a state of anxiety, although Jiang Lihua often used her unique comfort method to balance Feng Xue's mentality, but in the long run, Feng Xue's spirit still bears a lot of pressure.

"What is Brother Su afraid of?" Ten days passed, and Jiang Lihua finally couldn't help but ask with curiosity in her heart.

"I'm afraid of the unknown." Feng Xue shook his head, yes, if he knew what would happen next, even if it was a meteorite about to hit the earth, or if a big demon king in a seal was about to appear, he wouldn't have any fear, after all, once this kind of thing appeared, it was just a part of the plot, and the author would definitely give a way to solve it.

But the unknown alone is the most anxious and frightening.

"But the future is unknown!" Jiang Lihua tilted her head and looked at Feng Xue with a very strange look.

"You don't understand." Feng Xue shook her head and reached out to stroke Jiang Lihua's long hair.

For ordinary people, the unknown future is not terrible, because they think that their lives are changed by their own decisions, and all the future will always happen within a reasonable range, and they can't always worry about getting into a car accident, so they will never go to the street again.

But Feng Xue is different, as a protagonist, he is destined to have all kinds of "plots" around him, and these plots are not the result of his or their decisions, but the "settings" made by the author who is beyond this world and controls all the power in this world.

The difference between setting and deciding is that setting is absolute.

On the premise that you can't know the outline, whether you are a master of the mountains and rivers of the fist town, or a powerful king, or even a god who created a world, you will usher in your own end after gently tapping the keyboard a few times.

Even if you have cultivated to the incorruptible body of King Kong, the author can make you fall to death because of a small stone, even if you have already reached the state of fetal breath, and you no longer need to breathe, but as long as the author intended, you can still be choked to death by a mouthful of water.

The author is such an unreasonable creature, and their existence means that the beings in the pen have no freedom at all.

Ordinary people who don't know think they are living according to their own ideas, but they don't know that they will be used as pawns by high-dimensional beings named authors before they know it.

As the saying goes, ignorance is a blessing, when you don't know all this, of course ordinary people can handle it calmly, but Feng Xue, as a person who knows all this, how can she maintain the mood of ordinary people? If he just crosses over and becomes a passerby or a trick, even if it is a supporting role, he will immediately leave the location where the protagonist is located with his family and friends, and find a small mountain village that does not even have a highway to live in seclusion until the end of the work, but he is indeed a protagonist, the so-called protagonist, that is, where you go, the plot will follow!

Feng Xue had to admit at this moment that the outline was the only light for him in this dark room that suppressed people, and with the prompts of the outline, he could truly determine whether his behavior was his own choice or not.

However, being controlled by others is being controlled by others after all, but it is a pity that he has now crossed the threshold of legends, but he still can't enter the author's world physically, let alone come out of my life.

At the current speed, Feng Xue may really have to wait until the mythical level to be qualified to directly drag the author into this world across dimensions.

"Really, the place where the old man stayed seemed to be able to improve his strength quickly, but he didn't say anything when I asked him how he got in......," Feng Xue rubbed her brows, and she did look unhappy.

Seeing that Feng Xue was stunned for a long time and didn't speak, Jiang Lihua couldn't help blushing, and after gently taking down the hand above her head, Jiang Lihua said, "Since Brother Su doesn't know, let's go and ask the person who knows, right?" What can make Brother Su so worried, it shouldn't be that no one knows about it......"

"Those who know can't ask......" Of course, Feng Xue knew that the outline was in the author's computer, but every time she wanted to touch it, she would have a very terrifying feeling, as if she would be split into ashes by the Heavenly Tribulation as long as she stretched out her hand.

"Wait......" Feng Xue suddenly had a flash of inspiration in his mind, he kept his eyes too high, but he ignored one thing-

The news he wants is known to people in this world!

So why don't you investigate?

Feng Xue touched her chin, but she couldn't help but show a relieved look on her face.

"Thank you, Lihua, if it weren't for you, I don't know how long I would have to worry!" Feng Xue smiled and praised Qua Lihua, he wouldn't say what gift he wanted to buy to repay her, if he really wanted to give it, it would be better to buy it himself and send it over at a time.

But now, the most important thing is to see where those extraordinaries have gone!