"It's the first time I've seen such a rubbish novel."

"It's not real at all, the zombies in it are like fools, stupid."

"The protagonist is a virgin, and when I see my sister, I want to go up, it's all the end of the world, and it's useful to take my sister?"

"I've said a long time ago that this book is rubbish, so don't read it."

In front of the computer, Meng Nan looked at the comments at the bottom of his novel, and wanted to smash the keyboard angrily.

What kind of sand sculpture readers are these, is it easy for Lao Tzu to write a novel, you don't even vote for a recommendation, what qualifications do you have to spray here?

Meng Nan picked up the mouse angrily, deleted all the bad reviews, and then gave away a few permanent banning packages, and his mood was finally much better.

"Hey, I'm probably not suitable for writing novels, especially post-apocalyptic zombie texts, which don't feel like the end of the world at all."

Meng Nan was like a deflated ball, muttering quietly.

There was a light rain outside the window, and dark clouds covered the entire sky, just like Meng Nan's mood, extremely gloomy.

"Otherwise, the eunuch will count!"

As soon as this idea came out, it suddenly shrouded Meng Nan's heart like a spell.

Meng Nan has been writing this novel for a long time, but until now, let alone signing a contract, he doesn't even have a recommendation ticket.

"It's impossible to sign a contract, and it's impossible to sign a contract in this life."

Meng Nan felt that this book was completely cold, so he no longer insisted on it, and finally decided, cut it!

Outside the window, the rain was getting heavier and heavier, and there was a faint sound of thunder.

Recently, the weather has been getting hotter and hotter, and the sun is like a nervous disorder, and it is madly shining on the earth, as if it wants to dry the earth.

Even though it's night, it's still raining outside, and the air is so hot and stuffy that it feels like heaven and earth have become steamers.

"Lao Tzu still wants to earn manuscript fees to buy an air conditioner, so I can only buy a fan."

Meng Nan was in a bad mood and felt that nothing was pleasing to the eye.

After pondering for a long time, he finally sent a single chapter.

Meng Nan wrote: Dear readers, the author can't continue to update it in the future because of important things.

Closing the webpage casually, Meng Nan felt that all the strength in his body had been drained, and he was extremely depressed.

At this moment, the computer screen suddenly flashed, and the closed web page opened automatically, and the computer seemed to have been infected with a virus and began to flicker violently.

"? What a situation! ”

Meng Nan picked up the mouse and clicked wildly at the web page, hoping to turn off the flickering web page.

Suddenly, a thunderclap tore through the sky, and Meng Nan, who was dazzling and flashing with thunder, couldn't open his eyes, he felt numbness all over his body, his body trembled violently, and he fell on the computer desk.

"Crooked, I used to hear people say that if you write a novel, if you are a eunuch, you will be struck by lightning, is it true?"

Meng Nan's heart trembled, and at this time he suddenly realized that writing a novel was especially life-threatening.

Meng Nan was paralyzed, lying on the computer desk unable to move, the shadow of the lightning just now was firmly engraved in his heart, and it was extremely clear.

The weather has been getting weirder and weirder lately, and sometimes there is thunder on sunny days, and there is not even a single cloud in the sky, and no one knows where the thunder comes from.

The rumbling sound seemed to come from outer space.

Sometimes the sky feels like a hole, big, bright, colorful, like something has rushed into the atmosphere.

The most difficult thing is that the weather is getting hotter and hotter, the temperature during the day has soared to more than 40 degrees, and the people suffering from heat stroke in the hospital are lined up at the gate.

It was useless to think so much, Meng Nan felt that he was going to be electrocuted.

But if you're dead, you're dead, as a professional street writer, the most valuable thing in your body is the computer in front of you.

And the computer is also infected with a virus, and it is not a loss to die, but it is just going to trouble the landlord, and he has to carry his body out.

"Do you have a writer's assistant installed?"

Suddenly, a piece of information popped up in Meng Nan's mind, just like lightning just now, appeared in front of his eyes.

"Writer's assistant? What the heck? ”

Meng Nan suddenly looked confused, could it be that he was hallucinating?

Or did the lightning just now bring special functions to himself?

As a novel author, Meng Nan is too familiar with this kind of routine, he really didn't expect that this kind of thing would happen to him.

At this time, Meng Nan not only did not feel afraid, but was a little excited.

"Crooked day, is it possible that Lao Tzu's hard life has come to an end, and from now on he will have lightning help and will go to the peak of his life?"

Meng Nan was ecstatic in his heart, and in the face of the options in front of him, he directly chose "yes".

"Ding, congratulations to the host, the writer's assistant has been successfully bound."

A mechanical voice sounded in Meng Nan's ears, and immediately after, a special page appeared in front of his eyes.

Host: Meng Nan.

Writer Grade: First-class author

Work classification: science fiction - apocalyptic crisis

Honors: None

Zombie Team: None

Weapon Items: None

Achievements unlocked: None

Status: On the verge of eunuchs

Work evaluation: Half a star (a fighter in the garbage,The plot is old-fashioned.,It's boring to read.,The protagonist of the Virgin.,If you're in the real end times.,Definitely won't survive three chapters.。 ）

Other features: Not unlocked

Meng Nan looked at the extra virtual information in front of him, and was shocked in his heart.

However, when he saw the writer's assistant's evaluation of his work, he was extremely embarrassed for a while.

"It turns out that the novel I wrote is so rubbish, and the evaluation is only half a star, no wonder the readers spray me, and the readers spray right!"

Meng Nan groaned secretly in his heart, and when he finished looking at the interface in front of him, another interface popped up.

Daily Missions: Complete the Writer's Assistant's Daily Quest to reward you with a chance to unlock more storylines.

Seeing this interface, Meng Nan was not calm.

"Could it be that completing the daily quests of the writer's assistant will unlock the storyline of the novel?"

"If I put the storyline rewarded by the writer's assistant into my novel, will my novel be able to come back to life?"

Thinking of this, Meng Nan suddenly felt a little excited.

He felt that the writer's assistant must have come to save him.

Immediately after that, the next screen appears, and the daily tasks are refreshed, with three options.

Easy difficulty: For a good work, every comment is precious, please reply to all comments before midnight.

General difficulty: As an online author, it is even more shameful to break off, please update at least 4,000 words before midnight.

Nightmare difficulty: You have a soft spot for zombies, come with me, and I'll take you to see the real world.

Tips: You can only choose one mission per day, the difficulty is different, the rewards are different, and individual tasks are extremely dangerous, please choose carefully!

The sun is about to be destroyed, do you choose to sit back and wait, or do you choose to fight back?

Please take seriously every task, every decision, will affect the survival of humanity.

Seeing these three task prompts, Meng Nan was shocked.

The first two tasks are okay, Meng Nan feels that he has a liver explosion and should be able to complete it.

But what the hell is the third task, is there really a zombie in this world?

And what's going on with the sun coming to an end?

Could it be that the increasingly strange weather has something to do with the change of the sun?

If there are really zombies in the world, is it also related to the change of the sun?

Meng Nan is a novel author, and in addition to code words, he usually stays in front of the computer and watches some messy news.

Recently, there have been more and more strange things reported in the news, and Meng Nan thought about it, it seems that many people have skin diseases, and some serious patients have rotten skin.

According to expert analysis, these patients are due to long-term exposure to sunlight, and special rays cause their skin to develop lesions, resulting in skin diseases.

This ray is so intense that it may even lead to a genetic mutation!

Thinking of this, Meng Nan couldn't help but feel a thrill, his body trembled, and he got up from the computer desk.

"It's too scary, won't all the people who bask in the sun become zombies in the future?!"

Meng Nan gasped heavily, his heart pounding, this matter was extremely scary to think about.

"Hey, I can move!"

Meng Nan got up and found that the computer had returned to normal, if it weren't for the writer's assistant interface that hadn't been closed in his mind, he would have thought it was a dream.

Meng Nan unexpectedly received the help of the writer's assistant, which was originally a happy thing.

But when he realized that there might really be zombies in this world, his heart was not calm.

The sun is about to be destroyed, so isn't it really the end of the world?

Meng Nan muttered to himself in his heart, and a drop of cold sweat flowed down his forehead.

He took a few deep breaths, and his mood gradually returned to calm.

Perhaps this is just the setting of the writer's assistant, giving the author a sense of urgency, and only this immersive feeling can make a good post-apocalyptic novel possible.

Meng Nan felt that the end of the world was completely nonsense, and the experts all said that the sun could live for more than five billion years, how could it be destroyed casually?

Also, those who have skin diseases have never heard of becoming zombies, all of this is their own blind guessing, Meng Nan feels that he is stunned to write novels.

"Forget it, it's the first time you contact a writer's assistant, don't be too exciting, just choose the easiest task."

"When I complete the easiest task, I will try to complete a more difficult task according to the corresponding reward."

Meng Nan has always been more salty, and he feels that everything should be done slowly.

As for the destruction of the sun, Meng Nan regarded it as a special setting for the writer's assistant, and directly selectively ignored it.

So, Meng Nan chose the easiest task, which was the one that replied to the book review.

"Ding, you've chosen the easy task, please reply to all comments by 12 a.m."

Seeing this prompt, Meng Nan couldn't help but laugh dumbly, as a street fighter, there are not a few comments every day, and most of them are still spraying.

"Huh? Why did the book review that I banned and deleted just now come out again? Looks like the writer's assistant doesn't want me to be lazy. ”

Meng Nan muttered quietly, very angry in his heart.

The reason why he became a eunuch so quickly was because he was sprayed by these trolls.

Soon, all the book reviews were replied to, and in order to complete the task, Meng Nan wrote very seriously, and even the squirting book reviews gritted his teeth and replied.

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