The battle of human hunting opened abruptly and ended abruptly. In the face of the barbarian legions that suddenly cheered and retreated like a tidal wave like a collective convulsion at a certain moment, the Terran soldiers guarding the borders of various countries were in a state of confusion in the wind.

What the? Obviously, we held the position, but for Mao, the group of barbarians, they ran away with cheers as if they had won the battle? You haven't broken through the barrier, cheer a ghost! For these barbarians who don't play cards according to common sense, the Terran generals are all confused.

"I think I might know why."

At the invitation of the World Bookstore, Zhao Dawenhao, who went to Jianye, the capital of the king of Qi, sat calmly in the carriage, lifted the window cloth on the side of the carriage and looked out, only to see a blue rice field scene, at most, this piece of rice field will usher in the harvest season in a month.

Zhao Ping's hand, a cyan insect was suddenly ingested into the palm of Zhao Ping's hand from the field, looking at this little insect that did not dare to make any movement under his indifferent gaze, Zhao Ping couldn't help but sigh in his heart, the things that the Red Night Mother Queen had arranged at the beginning had matured, and the threat had arrived!

Zhao Ping waved his hand, and an invisible literary aura surged, instantly crushing the cyan locust in his hand into slag, and after Zhao Ping's action, a faint and almost invisible literary aura quietly appeared in the place where the cyan locust disappeared.

Looking at this faint literary atmosphere that seemed to dissipate when a gust of wind blew, Zhao Ping was silent for a long time, and then looked at the three novels that had just come out in front of Zhao Ping with emotion.

The new book "Visitors from the Sky" by the well-known novelist Mr. Anran, the new book "Doomsday Insect Song" by Mr. Yongyue, who has also been popular all over the continent, and the new book "The Age of the Dead" by the great Confucian novelist Tiantong.

That's right. These three books are the "apocalyptic novels" mentioned in the literary world of Shusheng World Novels not long ago, and these three books undoubtedly mention an invader race from outside the sky - the Zerg!

The world of books is indeed worthy of a world where "books" are the root of the world. After reading this apocalyptic novel, Zhao Ping couldn't help but be deeply attracted by the storylines in these books. It was only then that Zhao Ping realized how lucky he was. And how much of a loophole was drilled.

If it weren't for the book saint's "silent strange power and confusion" that restrained the whimsical thinking of novelists, perhaps there would be no Mr. Tongtian who is now popular all over the country because he was the first to eat crabs!

The reason why the barbarian army ran away happily, Zhao Ping gave his explanation. Because the purpose of the "Gu God" has been achieved! War consumes lives, and most of them are men in their prime of life. In this Human-Hunting War, because of the raid of the barbarians, the losses of the three Terran countries bordering the barbarians can be said to be the heaviest in history.

Especially the Qi State, which is the focus of the barbarians, has killed at least 200,000 soldiers in such a period of human hunting war!

"There are too many locusts." Zhao Ping glanced at the rice fields outside the carriage window, and said the root of all evil as if sighing.

That's right. It is that there are too many locusts. A large number of young people in Qi died in battle, and the resulting shortage of domestic labor made the number of people who repel insects in the rice fields on weekdays a lot less, coupled with the "Gu God" as a hindrance, Zhao Ping could almost foresee the arrival of the locust plague.

"Sir, there have been more locusts lately. However, it is estimated that the royal court will soon send someone to deal with these matters. Wen Li, who was sitting outside the carriage and driving the carriage, looked back at Mr. Tongtian in the car and said with a smile.

"Oh?" Zhao Ping glanced at a certain corner of the carriage, a beige insect egg formed by a meager atmosphere. After casually crushing the insect egg into pieces, Zhao Ping looked up at Wen Li with some surprise.

"The adults in the Ministry of Agriculture should go down to the fields to remove insects. Soon these bugs will disappear, and this year will be a good year, and there will be a good harvest. Yu Guang caught a glimpse of Mr. Tongtian's surprised look, and Wen Li, who was driving the carriage in one hand, explained to Zhao Ping by the way.

"Ministry of Agriculture? "Agricultural Classics" and "Agricultural Administration" are these. Zhao Ping chuckled and shook his head. If the Qi country only regarded this locust plague as an ordinary locust plague, then the Qi country would inevitably suffer the bitter fruits, and this disaster was not ordinary.

However, Zhao Ping will not remind the people of Qi to this. After all, the locust plague is at its root. is because of this sudden appearance of the apocalyptic novel, as a "fellow practitioner", if Zhao Ping opens his mouth to talk about the dangers of the apocalyptic novel. It is estimated that everyone will criticize Zhao Ping.

What's more, the Terrans themselves did the of Uncle Bird? When things go wrong, there must be demons, and a group of novelists get inspiration for the end times at the same time. And at the same time, there is a high degree of similarity to the extraterrestrial guest zerg in the inspiration, is this possible?

Compared with the things in the apocalyptic novels, today's Zhao Dawen has no time to care about them, and Zhao Ping might as well improve his "Tongtian Mountains and Seas" as soon as possible, which is Zhao Ping's top priority now.

After all, from the very beginning, Zhao Pingke was not prepared to rely on the strength of the local natives to solve the damn Red Night Mother Emperor!

Using books to create a new race-demon clan, and then leading the demon clan to serve the worm hiding in the depths of Nanze, this is Zhao Ping's plan.

Hearing Mr. Tongtian's slightly disdainful laughter, Wen Li couldn't help but look back at Mr. Tongtian curiously. When I looked up, I saw Mr. Tongtian sitting in the center of the shaking carriage, and a piece of white rice paper floated beside Mr. Tongtian under the support of Wen Qi.

On this piece of rice paper, a strange monster with a yellow-brown body like a rabbit, eagle eyes, a bird's beak, and a snake's tail is drawn. In the upper right corner of this monster diagram are written two big characters - armadillo, which may be the name that Mr. Tongtian gave to this little strange beast.

To the left of the armadillo beast, Mr. Tongtian raised his hand and wrote a line of vigorous and powerful fonts.

"Dongshan Two Classics": 380 miles to the south, it is said that the mountain of Yu'e, there are many Zinan on it, and there are many Jingqi under it. The surplus water comes out of the Yan and flows eastward into the yellow water. There is a beast, its shape is like a bird beak, the owl eyes and the tail of the snake, the person sleeps, the name is called the armadillo, its song is self-destructive, and the locust is defeated when it is seen. ”

Is this the new novel? Why is there a painting again, is it possible that Mr. Tongtian is going to come this time and feel that it is not possible to match his novel with illustrations? Wen Li suddenly felt a little surprised, and by the way, he glanced at a thin book suspended beside Zhao Ping, and saw five big characters written on the cover: "The Classic of Mountains and Seas through the Heavens".

Is Mr.'s new book called "The Classic of Mountains and Seas", when it comes out, you must buy it back and read it as soon as possible! As a loyal reader of Mr. Tongtian, Wen Li made a decision for himself without hesitation.

"It's not a novel." Seeing Wen Li's expression when he looked back at the front of the road, Zhao Ping couldn't help but chuckle and shook his head.

Not a novel? Hearing Mr. Tongtian's words, Wen Li was immediately stunned.

Facing Wen Li's stunned expression, Zhao Ping smiled incomprehensibly: "However, the old man estimates that there will be a large number of people who will write novels in the future, and it is estimated that a large number of people will refer to this book!" (To be continued.) )