Yang Yang's body fell downward, feeling that everything was disappearing and time was flowing backwards.

Yang Yang felt that he was getting old, and there was a little more sentimentality and vicissitudes in his heart.

I don't know when, I don't know where a woman's roar came: "A thousand years of life and death, I want to go out, I want to see the light of day again!" ”

Yang Yang is no longer afraid, only confused.

He quietly closed his eyes and felt that the scenery outside him was changing, the flowers were blooming to withering, the ice and snow were slowly melting, and the spring, summer, autumn and winter were constantly changing, as if the world had fallen into a cycle.

Just in an instant, Yang Yang had a lot of insights. He snapped his eyes open, his body slammed, and he landed in a dimly lit castle.

Looking at the torches on the city wall that seemed to be about to be extinguished, the stars and flames floated into the air like fireflies. The castle is only surrounded by one wall, and there are ruins everywhere. It seems to be an ancient battlefield, and you can faintly hear the sound of iron horses and the sound of soldiers fighting.

In the blink of an eye, in an instant, it seemed as if centuries had passed.

"What the hell is this place?" Yang Yang asked softly.

"Life and death are boundless, this is the battlefield of reincarnation, you shouldn't have come here, but you have to die when you come here!" A woman's voice came from nowhere.

Yang Yang looked in all directions, looking for the direction of the sound. At this time, I don't know where another woman's voice came from: "Mountains and flowing water~Will be a lover~ The sky says that I am as beautiful as a girl~~"

"Your sister...... Stop singing, it's hard to hear. Yang Yang covered his ears, this singing voice was like a mantra recited by Tang Seng, and he had a headache when he heard it.

"Giggle......

A chuckle came from Yang Yang's ears, Yang Yang slowly let go of his hands covering his ears, and saw wisps of green smoke floating in front of him, which was extremely weird.

Just when Yang Yang was confused, the hoarse voice of the strange editor-in-chief suddenly remembered in his mind: "Now only I can help you, you can hear what I said next." ”

"You remember, no matter what you hear or see, don't look back. This is the turbulence of time and space, it is a chaotic space, and it does not belong to the world of fiction or the real world. Now that the people you are looking for are trapped here, the purpose of bringing you into the world of fiction is to guide you to this space, please forgive me for my selfishness, but I can't help it, because only you can save the people trapped in this space. Don't ask why, just keep going, and remember not to look back. ”

Listening to the words of the wonderful editor-in-chief, Yang Yang suddenly had 10,000 grass and mud horses roaring past in his heart.

This wonderful editor-in-chief can be regarded as taking him from beginning to end, but Yang Yang has no way to refute it, so he can only walk forward according to the instructions of the strange editor-in-chief, and he does not dare to look back.

Walking in the castle, stepping on the ruins under your feet, the footsteps echoed faintly.

At this moment, more and more voices sounded in the castle, but there was no one to be seen.

The voices were chaotic, the cry of a baby, the roar of a man, the sigh of an old man, the laughter of a woman, the roar of a wild beast, the cry of a bird, the howling wind, the raging waves......

The sound was chaotic, and Yang Yang heard the buzzing in his ears, and he couldn't help but vomit out the stomach acid when he stopped.

After spitting up, he wiped the corners of his mouth, remembering the words of the strange editor-in-chief and did not look back, because he couldn't stand the messy sound, and walked forward with a faster pace.

The voice of the wonderful editor-in-chief sounded again: "Very good, your characterization is very good." The superwriters who came here before all collapsed to death. You've passed the first level, and now there's still some things to do, so stop and I'll tell you in detail how this chaotic plane came to be. ”

"Don't talk nonsense, let it go if there's a fart!" Yang Yang couldn't bear it, and he couldn't wait to leave here immediately.

The strange editor-in-chief smiled: "Now that you are temporarily safe, listen to me slowly." Huang Yiping has already told you that there is an unspoken rule in the super writer circle, writers can use viruses to invade other novel worlds, their purpose is to rob other worlds of luck, but some super writers are too greedy, resulting in the complete collapse of the world invaded by the virus. The crumbling world of fiction has not disappeared, but has all been abandoned in a chaotic time and space, the space you are in now. ”

"In other words, the space I'm in now is formed by a lot of destroyed fictional worlds?" Yang Yang asked.

The editor-in-chief's voice came: "Yes, if this continues, no one can estimate what terrible consequences will happen, so I have found you and other super writers, and are ready to use poison to repair the novel world trapped in this chaotic space." And you're the best person I've found a superwriter to do the job. ”

"Why am I the best candidate?" Yang Yang didn't fully understand, only listened to a rough idea.

The editor-in-chief said: "Because you are a bug yourself, let me remind you, how did the 1,000-year time difference come about?" How do you connect the past with the future? ”

"A thousand years of time difference, do you mean the difference between the real world I live in and the era where the super writer is?" Yang Yang thought of the age gap between himself and Huang Yiping, and guessed that the 1,000-year time difference referred to by the editor-in-chief was this.

"Yes, the time difference of a thousand years refers to the time gap between you and me. The fiction world is a 'quasi-real world' created by the combination of super technology and aliens, and we call it a 'quasi-world' for short. In a way, we, the editors-in-chief, are the creators, and the superwriters are the masters of every fiction world. But in the real world, it's extremely difficult to travel through the limits of time and space, and you can do that, so you're the best person. You are an outlier. ”

After listening to the editor-in-chief's description, Yang Yang was puzzled and said: "Obviously, you used a virus program to contact the network and computer system I use, why do you hear you say that it seems that I took the initiative to get in touch with you?" ”

"You'll understand this later, but I can't tell you yet. I can only say that I am indeed the editor-in-chief of your future world, and I really want to help you become a god-level super writer. When the time comes, you will understand the truth of all this. In short, I have no ill will towards you, I just want to help you. ”

After listening to the editor-in-chief's explanation, Yang Yang sneered and said, "Just to help me? Are you a liar? If you want to help me, why are you poisoning me? And bring them to this chaotic time and space? ”

The editor-in-chief laughed, "If I didn't, how did you end up here?" With what I know of you, if I directly let you go to such a dangerous space that will destroy and explode at any time, then you will not agree to me, so I used this low-level trick to trick you into coming here. ”

"I understand, you're still cheating on me!" Yang Yang yelled, so angry that he couldn't do it.

The editor-in-chief said: "I'm not cheating on you, you have to know that what you're doing now is saving these destroyed novel worlds, and to some extent, you're also saving yourself, because your novel world is also being destroyed." ”

Speaking of this, the editor-in-chief coughed: "Ahem, that's right, I deliberately destroyed your novel world, and I have to tell you that Huang Yiping has been affected by destroying your world, and now Huang Yiping's novel world has completely collapsed, that is to say, now Huang Yiping is also trapped in this chaotic space." ”

Yang Yang was helpless, the editor-in-chief was clearly going to pit him to death.

And Yang Yangming knew that there was a huge pit in front of him, but he had to jump in without hesitation.

As a result, a group of grass and mud horses roared past in the depths of Yang Xiang's heart......

(End of volume)

(ps: Today's contract has been mailed to the company, and it will be changed to A signing status when the editor goes to work tomorrow.) ）