"It's uncomfortable, Ma Fei, this situation is more embarrassing," Mo Zi'an turned his head to look at his artificial intelligence: "That, Dark King, how does your algorithm work?" Why did you jump to these novels? ”

"Because I don't have a chaos editing chip installed in my carrier, I use the big random method, and this part of the novel is randomly selected by me." The Dark King's mechanical voice replied without any emotion.

Now that the Dark King has made a choice, then Mo Zi'an no longer worries about whether these novels were written by himself, and directly chooses which one was not written by himself, no way, he knows too well what level he is, and he can't read the worldview of the novel written by himself!

clicked on the last novel, Mo Zi'an roughly browsed the content of the novel, and found that there were only 14 chapters? When I was watching it, I found that it was gone, and the feeling of eating made Mo Zi'an very uncomfortable.

In fact, this book called "Legend of the Knight" is quite well written, at least Mo Zi'an reads it with relish. But the problem is that after he finished explaining his worldview, he didn't have it, so he had it!

"I'm special, dead eunuch, Liang extraordinary, *********. Dark King, investigate this author for me, let me understand why he doesn't continue to write novels, this kind of person who enters the palace should be dragged out to feed the dogs! ”

"The order has been confirmed, and it has begun."

"Start looking for the author's personal information, and the search is done."

"Begin to confirm the authorship in reality, confirm completion."

"Investigation into the author's current situation began, and the investigation was completed."

"It has been concluded that the author 'Lao Hei', real name: Mo Yidian, recent situation: his wife is in the middle stage of lung cancer, has given up the idea of writing novels to make money, and is working frantically, hoping to raise sky-high medical expenses for his wife, but judging from his income in the past three months, the probability is no more than 0.647%."

"I, this eunuch is a eunuch, I don't have any temper." Listening to the results given by the Dark King, Mo Zi'an was completely speechless, this is different from those authors who deliberately dig pits and do not bury them, people really encounter irresistible difficulties in reality, in this case, if you can continue to write the novel, it is really heartless.

"Forget it, forget it if I don't know, since I already know, and I still need his world setting, so if you can help, try to help! Dark King, give me Mo Yidian's contact information, and I'll talk to him personally. ”

"The order has been confirmed, and proceeds begin."

"Mo Yidian's contact information is: Mobile: 188*********

QQ:2488******。 ”

got Mo Yidian's contact information, and Mo Zi'an didn't ink, so he made a phone call directly. Then, no one answered. No more fighting, but still no one answered. After ten consecutive phone calls that no one answered, Mo Zi'an finally understood that the forced mobile phone was probably not around, and as for changing QQ to contact him, he didn't even pass the friend verification······

"It's a big deal, I can't reach him, how can I help him? What can I do if my Virgin Mary returns, and the Lamb to be saved disappears in confusion? I'm desperate too. Forget it, contact him later! I'm going to set the background of the world first. As soon as Mo Zi'an put this matter in his mind, he began to think about how to set up the background of the world.

....... ......

At the same time, in the Second People's Hospital of the Demon Capital, in an inconspicuous toilet on the fourth floor, a very haggard man about 30 years old looked at himself in the mirror in disbelief, looking at his dark circles and puffy eye bags that could be clearly seen due to overtime, and his hair that seemed to have not been washed for half a month was twisted together, and he said to himself in disbelief: "I was reborn, reborn to 800 years ago?"

It took more than ten minutes for the decadent man to come back to his senses, slap himself hard, feel the face that was pumped swollen fiercely, an obvious pain came, and the disbelief on his face turned into surprise: "Really, I was really reborn?" It's not a dream! It's not a dream! I took out my phone and tried to check the date, but suddenly found that there were nearly ten missed calls.

Seeing these calls, the man's dusty memory emerged: "This, this is ...... Here's the call from that game producer! That's right, that's the time, when he called in the previous life, it seemed to ask me for authorization for the background setting of that novel, at that time, I was too sad about Nan Nan's illness, and didn't pay attention to him, but gave him the authorization directly, and then hung up the phone, but I didn't expect that a month later, the game that changed the world was set up with my background. But at that time, because of Nan Nan's illness, I didn't have the heart to play the game, which caused me to enter the game more than a year later than others! Although in the end, I was lucky enough to get the treasure of time, the Wheel of Time and Space, and was reborn for a lifetime, but Nan Nan is gone forever, and this time, I must seize this opportunity. Wait, he's definitely going to call, the supreme god is a god of rules, he needs my authorization, he absolutely needs me to admit to giving him the authorization, so he will definitely contact me, and this is my only chance. ”

The decadent man kept sorting out his thoughts, and he didn't notice that a silver light flashed in the center of his eyebrows, shooting towards the direction where Mo Zi'an was. It seems that he was born, not just because he was born again, but because he had some other mission, such as conveying an important message to someone.

...... ......

On the other hand, Mo Zi'an is thinking hard about how to build his own world background, in Mo Zi'an's thoughts, his world is not just a game world today, maybe after he becomes stronger, he can completely treat this world as a real world, open to those players who have made great contributions to the world, as a reward for them, and even nominally belong to the whole world, after all, what Mo Zi'an needs is only the power of the world generated by the operation of these worlds, Maybe if you hand over the whole world to those players, the players will work harder for the development of the world, and in this case, the world will definitely develop much faster than Mo Zi'an himself behind closed doors.

And at this moment, a silver mark crossed the sky and hit Mo Zi'an's eyebrows, and at this time, a message appeared in Mo Zi'an's mind.

After a while, the corners of Mo Zi'an's mouth curled slightly after receiving the message: "Interesting, really interesting, then I'll play with you!"