There is an alliance of writers in the world of the Book Saint, which is left behind and independent. It is a holy place for all novelists in the world, and becoming a member of the Writers' Association has become the dream of almost all writers involved in the novel industry.

The alliance of the Writers' Association is very strong, and the strength of this alliance can be seen from the battle of the collapse of Qingguo, which once dominated one side.

However, in terms of the internal situation of the Writers' Association, this strong alliance is a rather loose organization, and the members of the Writers' Association Alliance are distributed all over the world on weekdays, and only gather together at the end of the year.

The entry threshold of the Writers' Association is extremely high, and only a novelist whose book has a great reputation in more than ten major cities is eligible to become a member of it. At this point, even if other categories of Confucians open their vests and write novels, they will not be directly admitted because of their identity.

The Writers' Guild is an organization open only to real novelists.

For Zhao Ping, the popular novelist Mr. Tongtian, the threshold of the Writers' Association Alliance is naturally nothing, almost the moment Zhao Ping just arrived in the capital of Qi on the front foot, Mr. Yongyue, the representative of the Writers' Association Alliance who sat in the capital of the King of Qi, held the "golden nameplate" of countless novelists in the Writers' Association Alliance and sent it to Zhao Ping's hand.

"Mr. Tongtian, we novelists have constructed a fantasy realm, and this nameplate is the ticket to enter the realm, and when you sink your mind into the nameplate, you can go to our fantasy base camp realm under the guidance of the nameplate's power. In addition, the secondary nameplate also has the ability to resist the full force of the Great Confucian realm monk three times a month, of course, this ability may be better than nothing for Mr. Dressed in an elegant navy blue robe, Mr. Yongyue, who once made Zhao Ping obsessed with his novels, turned out to be a woman. Looking at the beautiful woman in front of him who left the country with light makeup, Zhao Ping couldn't help but sigh twice.

Obviously, like this great sage, he can eat with his face. Why do you have to rely on talent? The thick-skinned Zhao Dawenhao praised himself by the way.

Playing with the most precious grade nameplate of the novelist worth 10,000 gold in his hand, he calmly swept the quaint word "Tongtian" on it. Feeling the refreshing breath that kept coming from it, Zhao Ping couldn't help but nod lightly.

Just talking about this endless stream of clear thinking, this nameplate of the writers' association is already a precious treasure for novelists.

For Mr. Tongtian, a new novelist in the Confucian realm, Mr. Yongyue said that it was strange not to be curious, and after Mr. Yongyue's smart eyes looked left and right, he was surprised to find that his novel was actually placed on Mr. Tongtian's side.

Just seeing Mr. Yongyue's surprised expression, Zhao Ping's heart turned around, and he said with a smile: "Mr. Yongyue, your masterpiece old man is here to read." It's a good book. ”

Zhao Ping's identity is no longer the same, the release of "Journey to the West" in its entirety has directly set off a reading frenzy across the continent, and Mr. Tongtian's name cannot be compared with him even at the moment when these three apocalyptic novels come out.

Mr. Tongtian's praise immediately flattered Yongyue, and she hurriedly replied cautiously: "I still inherited the enlightenment of your "The Legend of the White Snake", if it weren't for "The Legend of the White Snake", it is estimated that those of us would not be able to think of the idea of the end of the world coming from the heavens." If there were no "The Legend of the White Snake", there would be no current post-apocalyptic novels! ”

Mr. Yongyue's sonorous and powerful words, but they didn't know that these words were like a mockery in Zhao Ping's ears, if there was no "The Legend of the White Snake", it would naturally not have allowed the Red Night Mother to take advantage of the loophole, and gave a group of novelists an explosion of inspiration with the dream technique.

Zhao Ping's eyes were strange and silent for a while. After sitting upright for a while, Zhao Ping shook his head lightly and whispered, "Is it really that simple?" ”

"Huh?" The talented woman was slightly stunned, obviously not understanding what Mr. Tongtian meant. Looking at Mr. Tongtian's appearance, it seems that he thinks that there is something strange in the post-apocalyptic novels of himself and others?

Indeed, several people have the same inspiration at the same time. This situation is indeed a bit strange. But this is the first time since the establishment of the Writers' Association Alliance. But to say that someone is doing something wrong, Mr. Yongyue doesn't believe it.

The power of fiction will always belong only to the author himself, which is something that everyone in the world understands. Unless it's the author's deceased direct bloodline. Otherwise, it would be impossible for anyone but the author himself to use the power of the original manuscript of the novel!

But. There are exceptions to everything. Zhao Ping and the Red Night Mother Emperor from the Great Domain can't be measured by the usual common sense of the Book Saint World, and the rules of the Book Saint World are not correct when applied to these two outsiders.

The two of them, who are visitors from outside the territory, are different.

"The Legend of the White Snake" came out. With the help of the literary atmosphere and the concept of "demon" shaped in the hearts of all the people, Zhao Ping, the great sage of Tongtian, transformed from a bird into a person. Besides, the Red Night Mother is also using the demon feeling of "The Legend of the White Snake", although it cannot transform into a shape, it still has the ability to dream for novelists in the book saint world.

"Mr. Yongyue, this year's farming is probably busy." When Mr. Yongyue was puzzled, Zhao Ping came to a bull's head and said that the horse's mouth was not right, and this jumping thinking suddenly made Yongyue's talented girl look confused.

According to the common sense of the book saint world, the novelist's brain is indeed a little abnormal, and sure enough, the Mr. Tongtian in front of him is also one of the abnormal people? The stunned Yongyue stared at Zhao Ping silently, with a pair of beautiful eyes.

Mr. Yongyue thought for a moment, recalled that he seemed to mention this in the official document he had read not long ago, and after smoothing out his thoughts, Mr. Yongyue said, "Is Mr. talking about the locust problem this time?" It is true that there have been a lot of insects recently, but this situation is much milder than the previous locust plague, and Qi Minggong has already arranged for the officials of the Ministry of Agriculture to deal with this matter. It is estimated that these bugs will be wiped out soon, and this year should be another good year. ”

Mr. Tongtian's face was still the same flat smile, but at this moment, Mr. Tongtian's eyes became deep and abnormal, and Mr. Tongtian patted the three post-apocalyptic novels on his side as if he meant something, and said in a quiet tone: "Mr. Yongyue, the old man suggested that you also arrange a few people to take a look when the officials of the Ministry of Agriculture go down to the fields." If you are a novelist, you should be able to discover some of the mysteries in the field today. ”

"Well, Mr. Tongtian, can't you explain it clearly?" Hearing Tongtian's words, Mr. Yongyue was obviously cautious, as a novelist in the new Confucian realm, Tongtian's strength naturally needs not be said. Since it has been repeatedly emphasized, it must be that there is indeed a problem in the field.

Zhao Ping didn't answer, but just had a smile on his face. Yongyue was silent for a moment and then there was a hint of abruptness in her heart, it is estimated that the things in the field are related to the apocalyptic novel, otherwise Mr. Tongtian would not have left half of the speech, after all, everyone understands the truth that peers are enemies.

If Mr. Tongtian tells everything he sees, the identity of Mr. Tongtian alone is a little inappropriate, the popular novelist Tongtian conspiracy theory or something, this kind of thing has also appeared in the book saint world after all.

"In that case, don't worry, sir, I will arrange for someone to go down to the field to see the situation." (To be continued.) )