The day when Fan Fangdu woke up from his dream was also the Wednesday when Zhang Chen and Worm Firefly went out together.

After waking up at 4 a.m., Iikata turned on the computer and immediately entered his novel and began to write to his heart's content. Between the lines, there is a sense of immersion.

This state lasted for another five hours, until nine o'clock in the morning, when Fang Du came out of the text. Yesterday plus this morning's text, a total of 30,000 words. After printing out the manuscript, Fan Fangdu decided to hand the 30,000-word novel to the editor for review after breakfast, which will definitely be an eye-opener.

Immersed in fantasy, Rice Fangdu, when he got out of bed, he suddenly had a sense of collapse that swept over his body, and the whole person stumbled if he didn't hold on to the wall, and almost fell to the ground.

"I've always had a good body at school, why is I so anemic this morning." After stabilizing his body, he picked up the manuscript and walked out of the dormitory door after a little relaxation.

Staring at the locked wooden door opposite, recalling the dream that he still remembered last night, Iibatadu stretched out his hand and held the handle, twisting it gently, but the result was that the wooden door was tightly locked.

After shrugging his shoulders, he washed himself up a little, picked up the manuscript, and went downstairs excitedly......

"You're rice... Iikatato?" The male editor in his forties with eyes asked, looking at the man in front of him who was holding the manuscript.

"Editor Wang, you are really a noble person who forgets things. I just came to you yesterday to submit a new novel, and you don't remember me today." Iibata Wataru confidently handed over the manuscript of the novel.

After the middle-aged man known as Wang Bian took the manuscript, he looked at Iikata in front of him with strange eyes, and then carefully reviewed it.

"I said, Xiaofan, this novel you wrote really opened my eyes. But as a writer, the body is very important, and during the writing period, you must not only ensure the quality of the work, but also ensure the quality of your own body."

"That's what the king said."

"So be it, starting today. You submit a new chapter once a week, and you are only required to make a commitment of 40,000 words or more a week. Rest a lot on weekdays."

The time Iikata Wataru has been in contact with this editor has been since the last novel, almost a year. But it's the first time I've seen this kind of attitude of caring about myself like Wang Editor today, and I didn't care too much about Fan Fangdu, who thought he had really written a masterpiece, and left the editorial office after thanking him.

Seeing the disappearing figure outside the corridor, this Wang Bian took out the details of the rice square ferry registered yesterday from the drawer, looked at the corridor, and muttered softly

"Yesterday this kid did look like a college graduate of twenty-three or four. Why does it look about the same size as me today, if I hadn't handed over this manuscript, I would have thought his father had found it."

As he walked back to his rented room, Iibata recalled the great change in the editor's attitude towards him and his recent state, and began to imagine himself as a great writer at the press conference.

When I returned to the downstairs of the rented house, I happened to meet the landlord's aunt who went out to take out the garbage.

"Peddler, you're ......!"

Izukatato, who was in a good mood, was about to go up to say hello, but was interrupted by the surprise and words on the landlord's aunt's face.

"What's wrong with me?" Iibata Wataru touched his face with his hand and asked strangely when he found that there was nothing unusual.

"Why don't you live in my house, I have a friend who also runs a monthly rental house not far from here, and I introduce you to the past to guarantee that the price will not be too expensive. I don't want your money for these two days." The landlord said anxiously.

"It's okay, it's really nice for me to stay here, I don't want to change places. Anyway, it's all up to your room, Auntie, and my career can be said to be thriving now." Iibata said happily.

"No, I mean ......" The landlord's face suddenly changed as he said this, and his two eyes widened at the top of Iibata's head, as if there was something terrible on it.

"Aunt landlady, what's wrong with you?"

The landlord swallowed back what he had said, threw the garbage bag in his hand at the door, turned around and closed the door. The landlord's house is full of Guanyin, Buddha statues and the like. When he returned to the landlord in the house, he came to the hall in horror in front of a huge Jizo King Bodhisattva, knelt on the ground, and kept kowtowing. The skull hit the hard concrete floor, and even bled on the blood.

"Why is the landlord weird, yesterday too, that's it. Inspiration is coming, so hurry up, I'm going to be a man of great gods." Iikata hurriedly returned home and started writing again.

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"Fireflies, it's not very far, is it? If it's farther away, change the target, I'm afraid that it will be too late and it will be inconvenient to go back." Zhang Chen jumped between the houses and asked about the insect fireflies moving at the same speed around him.

"It's not far, but I'm afraid it's a bit of a problem." Worm Firefly said with a frown.

"Trouble?"

"Yes, I released a total of twenty-seven tracers before, and I didn't notice them because I was sitting with you and chatting just now." Speaking of this, the little face of the insect firefly was slightly red, "After waiting for ten minutes, when I felt it carefully, I found that there were twenty-six tracer insects that flew away from a position of about seven or eight kilometers, while the other one only flew away less than three kilometers. However, when I focused my attention on that tracer, the connection between us was severed. I've never been in this situation before."

"Broken off? Was it the tracer that was killed?"

"It's not killed, it's just cut off. And there are only two conditions for this to arise [,!] The first is that the tracer has been moved 50 kilometers away, and the second is that it has entered another space, and the second is that I think it is more likely."

"Is it like a parallel space like our school?"

"It's a little purer than the space in the upper four buildings. Because the last time I integrated into the different space of dormitory building No. 4, I could still faintly feel the tracer insect staying in the real dormitory building No. 4."

"In addition, there is a specific point to enter the different spaces in the school, and I only entered the fourth dormitory building when I touched that gold ring. This time, the tracer seems to have flown into that range and was dragged into another dimension, at least not through a single spatial node." Insect Hotaru said with a solemn expression.

"High-level ghosts?" Zhang Chen was also a little surprised, after all, Insect Firefly had said before that tracer insects could only be detected by certain high-level ghosts.

"It's a bit likely. But it can't be ruled out that there are some mid-level ghosts who are very proficient in spatial ability." After saying that, Firefly stopped on the roof of a bungalow and raised her finger. The fingertips are on the top floor of the resettlement community where Izukata lives in.

"What's going on in Tianfu City today, yesterday I walked around outside and met an intermediate ghost. Today, you've found something even better."

Zhang Chen stepped on the guardrail with one foot, his chin was clubbed with his right hand, and his eyes were locked on the lighted room on the top floor, and he saw a man over fifty years old sitting on the bed looking at the laptop in front of him very attentively, and his hands were still tapping quickly on the keyboard.

"To the naked eye, this room doesn't seem to be anything out of the ordinary. What do you think?"

The insect flew a beetle towards the room and said softly, "Just try it as a normal insect this time."

Zhang Chen also locked his eyes on the small beetle that was flying rapidly, and there was nothing unusual after flying in from the window of the living room, but when he flew through a blind spot, Zhang Chen's sight was also lost, and the insect fireflies on the side frowned.

"The whole room looked the same, and I don't know what was going on, but the beetle that was once safe disappeared suddenly. It's completely different from the situation in school, and I don't know what the specific problem is if I don't try the law."

Zhang Chen didn't dare to rush into the room recklessly, his current strength was just comparable to that of a high-level ghost, if there was a high-level ghost in the room, then it must be himself who would suffer on the other party's turf.

"Firefly, let another ordinary beetle go to that room with no lights, and be careful not to startle the snake." Zhang Chen still noticed a pitch-black room on the side of the top floor, and he magnified his vision several times, and he couldn't see the situation inside with the help of the street lamp.

The insect firefly released a small flying insect and arrived at the opposite side again, and when he was about to touch the window, the small flying insect suddenly disappeared directly, and Zhang Chen also saw clearly this time, there was no trace of a whirlpool or space collapse, and the little flying insect seemed to disappear as if it had been erased.

"It seems that the main question should be which room, how? Are we going to act together or separately?" Zhang Chen asked the insect firefly beside him.

"In the annals of the family, it is recorded that an intermediate ghost worm with space creation ability can create multiple different spaces at the same time, so that the enemies are scattered in different spaces, and then they are destroyed one by one."

"Do you mean there could be this ghost worm in there?"

"No, I'm affinity to insects, if it's a ghost insect, I must be able to feel it at such a close distance."

"Then what do you mean ......"

This means that the ghosts in this room are likely to imitate the way of this ghost worm, and if we act separately, it is likely to fall into different spaces. So I'd better do it for the two of us to act together."

Zhang Chen nodded and said, "In that case, let's enter through the main entrance. If you go straight to the point and enter that room, you might be caught off guard."

After the insect firefly nodded, the two of them flickered and came to the downstairs of this dilapidated resettlement community in an instant. As soon as he walked up the corridor on the first floor, Zhang Chen had an extremely keen sense of hearing and heard a whisper from the landlord's room.

"Don't find me, don't find me......"

After a whispered exchange with Worm Firefly, Zhang Chen decided to go in and ask the people inside about the situation on the top floor. So he raised his fingers and knocked on the door and asked, "Is anyone there?"

Zhang Chen could hear the sound in the room stopping, but there was no movement to open the door. So he radiated his telekinesis into the room, and noticed that the middle-aged woman sitting in the rocking chair by the windowsill seemed to be dying.

In a dangerous situation, Zhang Chen opened the door without authorization, and he was surprised by the tricks placed everywhere in the room. And by the window, a middle-aged woman covered in blood lay quietly on a rocking chair, shaking faintly......

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