After two days of hard work, Wang Le finally rewrote a good beginning, and then racked his brains to come up with a very creative name.

In order to avoid the recurrence of what happened last time, before the release of the new book, he deliberately paid attention to the author named Fang Heng, the previous book did not continue to be updated, and no new book was released.

That's when he put his heart down.

Although the last book is over, he was also criticized by netizens.

But that's nothing.

Those who want to scold him, let them scold, it doesn't matter how hard they scold, and they can't crawl along the network cable to beat him.

And the biggest advantage of the Internet age is that you can still know who I am by changing your pen name?

As long as the editor knows that it is him, all kinds of resources will still be given to him.

After communicating with the editor, the new book was uploaded, passed the review quickly, and then on this rainy morning, a brand new book was presented to everyone.

After the new chapter was released, he deliberately went to see that Fang Heng at a certain point, there was no update, no new book, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.

It seems that it was hacked by hackers before.

Now that he has cut off the network and uploaded it on his mobile phone, hackers can't do anything about him.

How do you say that, as long as the mind does not slip, there are always more ways than difficulties.

Under the promotion of the website, the collection and clicks of new books are not as popular as the previous one, but they are also steadily rising.

He estimated that the book would take a little more time to manage, but it was nothing, and it was only a matter of time before he became a god.

The editor's avatar suddenly jumped again: "What are you doing again?"

"What's wrong?" Wang Le didn't know.

"Why are you exactly the same as everyone else?"

Wang Le was stunned.

No way, he just confirmed.

He hurriedly opened the link given by the editor, and found that sure enough, on the website of a certain world, there was indeed a copy of "Dou Sheng's Void", and the new chapters released were exactly the same as his!

This time, the release time was more than six hours earlier than him!

Looking at the author's name again, a chill suddenly rose behind Wang Heng.

Fang Heng 2.

This couldn't be more obvious, Fang Heng and Fang Heng 2 must be the same person.

But he's all off the Internet, why can this person still get his manuscript?

He suddenly felt a pair of ghostly eyes behind him, staring at him coldly, sending chills down his spine and goosebumps popping up all over his body.

It's impossible, there can't be any ghosts in this world, it must be hackers, or a few gunman employees.

This studio is not working, computers and mobile phones are not working.

He settled down, drove quickly to the mall, bought a new computer, mobile phone, and a new number, and then rented a new house, a house without an internet cable.

As a matter of common sense, no one will be able to steal his manuscript again.

After a day and a night of contemplation, he rewrote the beginning of a story.

Then turn on your new phone.

Before sending the book to his phone, he deliberately searched on the Internet, but the results made him creepy.

On another big literary website, an author named Fang Heng3 posted a new book in the early hours of the morning, both in terms of title and content, exactly the same as what he had just written.

Yes!

He threw his phone on the ground as if he had seen a ghost.

He's changed everything, why is it still like this?

What made him even more terrifying was that it was clear that his manuscript had only been written for a few minutes, and he hadn't even posted it on the Internet, but this guy named Fang Heng 3 could write the same thing as him many hours in advance?

What the hell is going on?

He looked at the dimly lit room in horror and felt that there were cold eyes everywhere, and their sight was like a sharp knife, ready to slice his brain and see his soul.

An unprecedented horror that made his mind go haywire, and he felt like he was going crazy.

He touched his keyboard with trembling hands and shuddered as he typed a few words on the document.

"Who the hell are you?"

After typing, he didn't dare to look at the computer screen, for fear that a few words would pop up on the document.

He closed his eyes and waited for a few minutes before slowly opening them.

Luckily, the document doesn't have text out of thin air.

Just as he was about to breathe a sigh of relief, the mobile phone on the ground suddenly made a beep.

His heart pounded suddenly, and he hesitated for more than ten minutes before picking up his phone in fear.

is a new text message from a hidden number.

The text message was only four short words: "I am Fang Heng." ”

It was as if he had seen the most terrifying thing in the world, his hair stood on end, and the cold sweat on his head dripped down in large gulps.

The mobile phone is new, and he can't remember the number clearly, how did this person named Fang Heng know?

And he can also see what he is typing on the computer and answer his questions.

This can no longer be explained by common sense.

Is there really a ghost in this world, or is it a ghost who can see through his thoughts?

He was going crazy, and he replied with a text message in a trembling voice: "What the hell are you going to do?"

"Use your true identity, admit the fact that you plagiarized, and apologize to the author who was plagiarized by you. ”

Wang Le looked at this message blankly.

If he did, he would not only lose face, but also compensate the authors.

The important thing is that for a long time, I am afraid that no website dared to cooperate with him.

But if he didn't do it, he might be endlessly entangled by this Fang Heng.

The thought of his strange methods sent chills through his heart.

He would rather go to the construction site to move bricks than be stared at every day by something that he doesn't know if it's a ghost or a ghost.

So he hurriedly replied, "Okay." But can you tell me, who the hell are you? How did you do all this?"

But this time he waited for a long time, and he didn't wait for a reply, he knew that the other party would not answer.

I am afraid that this will become an eternal mystery, but he does not have the courage and courage to pursue the mystery.

After making up his mind, he wrote a letter of apology in the document and posted it online. Then he contacted several authors who had been plagiarized by him, and gave them all the income he earned from plagiarizing their books.

He instinctively didn't do this, the eyes behind him, the person named Fang Heng, would always look at him behind his back, making him never at peace.

......

Because of Wang Le's apology, there has been an uproar on the Internet, and I don't know what happened to this person, but he actually changed his past style and came out to admit plagiarism and apologize with his real identity.

Several of the writers who were apologized also came forward to confirm this fact and claimed to have been compensated by him.

Everyone can't understand it even more, the money in the pocket is actually willing to take it out, is this person suffering some blow, or is it suddenly discovered by conscience?

However, this kind of ending, everyone still likes to see it, good people have a little good reward, and evil people have evil people to grind, most people in this world are actually as simple as that.

Wu Jun watched from afar as Wang Le walked out of the corridor, focusing all his attention on him, and then his wheel of fortune emerged.

Against the huge black background, the light of the wheel of fortune has lost its brilliance when he first saw him, but has returned to the level of ordinary people, and may be a little weaker.

No matter what he will do in the future, his fate of reaching the pinnacle of life by plagiarizing others can be regarded as completely changed.

Although I don't know what the system will say about him, even if I try again, he will still deal with it like this.

......

Fang Heng looked at the deleted book and felt very incomprehensible, why did the master not write it after only writing the beginning, and the three books were like this.

It seems that the master is the legendary pit king.