Chapter 57: Writers Who Declare War

In the room, the words appeared uncontrollably on everyone's mobile phone screens: "Dare to calculate me, no matter where you are, I will look for it." ”

Immediately afterwards, a string of ellipses appeared on the screen, representing a pause and a plot to be continued.

Then, the font on the screen stops jumping, and even human input text does not appear in the document.

"Teacher, what should I do!"

They panicked and quickly looked at a man in a suit at the front of the room.

"I didn't expect that the writer who was randomly picked out for you to practice was so strong, and he could actually intervene in the plot in reverse, so it would be troublesome."

He unhurriedly took a sip of his coffee.

"Teacher, what are we going to do next? I can't write anymore, and the plot seems to be out of control. ”

"It's not stupid, you can see that the plot is out of control, and then it's time for you to test who can beat him in the game, who can do it, who can win, and become the number one seed in our organization."

He smiled indifferently, then straightened his face, frowned slightly, and whispered to himself: "There should be a plot world, otherwise I won't be able to see through my plot canopy." ”

"Interesting."

He took a sip of his coffee and a smile tugged at the corner of his mouth.

At this time, in the hospital, after Qin Tian yelled at the sky with a cold face, the doctors sitting next to him were all frightened, hiding behind their chairs and staring at him nervously.

"Doctor, what's wrong with you?" Qin Tian looked at him curiously.

"You, don't come here, I've already called the security guard, you crazy person, it's not a symptom of hallucinations anymore, it's definitely psychotic."

The corners of Qin Tian's mouth twitched when he heard this, and then he left.

He first went to the crematorium and took his sister's body away.

Qin Yuxin was indeed dead, dying from an avalanche, but Qin Tian had a way to bring her back to life, and before that, the safety of her body had to be guaranteed.

"I didn't expect my sister and I to be written into the plot by other writers, no wonder there are so many bizarre things."

On the way home, Qin Tian figured out a lot of things.

The first is that weird city, definitely a place under control.

Of course, the city is real, not a fictional plot, but the city is controlled by other writers using documents.

As soon as Qin Tian and Qin Yuxin entered that city, they stepped into the control of other writers.

"No, maybe from the moment the plane was delayed, we were controlled, all the way into that city."

"Then escape the city and fall off the cliffs, into the bizarre cliff bottom, and finally to the avalanche to be buried."

Qin Tian's eyes changed.

In fact, he didn't expect that he was controlled by other writers, but when he thought of the strange things happening around him, and then thought that his missing father was also a writer, and then he figured it out in an instant.

"Since my father is also a writer, it means that there is more than one writer like me, and there may be other categories like this horror story collection, such as fantasy, urban, ability, and so on."

The more Qin Tian thought about it, the more scared he became.

The collection of horror stories is a supernatural work, and all that can be brought to Qin Tian are some supernatural experiences and items.

If there are other types of works, they may be different for other writers.

"Alas, I really shouldn't have been a horror story writer in the first place, my ordinary and peaceful life was all shattered."

Just because of the horror story collection, Qin Tian's mother died tragically.

In retrospect, the man in black who killed his mother should be a plot character, born only for the plot, so after being killed by Qin Tian, he would disappear into nothing.

"If you dare to write me into the plot, I must find out the writer behind it!"

Qin Tian gritted his teeth and deliberately prepared a freezer at home, which was specially used to store his sister's corpse. "Since my sister died in the plot, it is possible to come back to life."

Qin Tian has experienced a lot of things, understood a lot, and understood a lot.

As long as you are in the plot, then everything is possible, such as the original corpse of the man in black will disappear automatically.

Including the avalanche in the plot this time, it was even controlled.

As long as you can find out the real culprit behind this incident, you can save your sister.

Since Qin Tian said those words in the hospital, he knew that the writer opposite must have also discovered that Qin Tian had become a variable in this plot.

"He's going to do whatever he can to kill me."

Qin Tian called Yan Chuang and asked Yan Chuang to keep his mobile phone on and be on call at any time.

Yan Chuang is a policeman, his ability is beyond doubt, and he may be able to use him when the time comes.

After that, what Qin Tian had to do was to find the writer who was hiding behind the scenes, but every time the writer controlled the plot, he hid away from the plot scene and controlled it from a long distance. "I can only wait for the rabbit."

Qin Tian is not in a hurry, anyway, once he is out of the control of the writer, it will become a variable in the whole plot, at this time, it is the other party who is in a hurry, and he can only get rid of Qin Tian to return the plot to normal.

"Yuxin, I will definitely not let you leave me, wait for me, wait for me to save you."

Qin Tian stroked Qin Yuxin's cold face, and his heart was dripping blood.

Dare to calculate him, I don't know which writer is not long-eyed!

The awakening of his sister before was indeed Qin Tian's hallucination, those were created by the writer behind it, and the sister who woke up was a plot character who was created.

After that, the other party felt that the character was not needed, and he could make his awakened sister disappear with a casual word.

This is also the reason why Qin Tian did not find his sister after waking up.

At the end of the day, it may be that all these things are done just to satisfy the writer's playfulness.

Qin Tian was not in a hurry, he took care of Qin Yuxin at home every day, and when he saw that her body had corpse spots, he applied ointment, although it had no effect.

Gradually, Qin Yuxin's body emitted the smell of corpses, which was a sign of rotting flesh and blood.

"Time is getting tighter and shorter, if you drag on like this, your body will rot like nothing like words, and if you are revived at that time, your body functions will also be destroyed."

On this day, he wiped Qin Yuxin's body at home as usual.

And at this moment, the door of Qin Tian's house was suddenly kicked open.

"You go and die."

A young man wearing a turban rushed in, he grabbed a sharp dagger in his hand, rushed to Qin Tian's body, and stabbed Qin Tian quickly and powerfully.

"Here we are."

Qin Tian's eyes flickered, but instead of panicking, he also showed a knowing smile.

"Playing with knives with me?"

Qin Tian's wrist shook twice, and he took out two short knives from his pocket like a cloud.

Last time, he used these two short knives to slash his mother's murderer.

"Bell, bell."

At the beginning, the two of them quickly slashed more than a dozen times with the knife, and the strong force passed through the short knife, shocking Qin Tian and almost getting rid of the short knife.

"It's a lot of strength, but it's useless, it's a little slower, you're not as good as the man in black."

Qin Tian smiled confidently.

Since the last time he killed the man in black, he felt that his short knife had become more proficient.

"You must die, if you don't die, I will have no future."

The other party roared and rushed towards Qin Tian again.

"It seems that he is indeed a plot character, with only fixed lines, and he has been set a goal, and the goal of the plot character in front of him is to kill me, and then win a chance to exist for himself."

Qin Tian was confident, his reflection flew up, and he fought frantically with the other party.

"What's your name?" Qin Tian suddenly spoke.

"Have mercy on life, have mercy on the life that died under my sword."

"Don't be ashamed, just your sword technique, have mercy on yourself first."

In an instant, the room was filled with the crisp sound of metallic trembling.

"It's over."

A few minutes later, Qin Tian drank coldly.

Immediately afterwards, his shooting speed suddenly increased by one level, and he saw a cold light flash, and a deep cut was made in the opponent's neck.

Blood "gurgled out" and soon dyed his clothes red.

"Why, why?" He muttered in his mouth, and then slowly turned into a bubble in the sky, and disappeared out of thin air in front of Qin Tian like the man in black.

Looking at the empty ground, the corners of Qin Tian's mouth rose, revealing a strange smile.

It's not going to end that simple.

So Qin Tian took out his mobile phone, opened a blank document, and typed the word "compassion" on it.

The next moment, a shocking scene appeared: between the light and shadow floating on the ground, a figure actually appeared, it was the sympathy who had just been cut by Qin Tian.