As an ordinary Faceless, how do you quickly and safely complete the primordial accumulation and become a high-ranking priest of Emur Yat Tavir (the incarnation of the primeval eternal Yog Sothoth)?

Look for hanging silk, waste wood, barge, otaku, killer, special forces, soldier kings, scientists, and secondary two diseases...... Make it cross or not, give it a plug-in, stimulate their fighting spirit, and make them do what you want.

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When the last word was typed, Bai Agarwood couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, this chapter was finally completed.

After carefully checking it and catching five typos, he opened the backstage of the novel website, copied and pasted the newly written novel, and finally made sure that the upload was set up to update regularly, and the new VIp chapter was fine.

Tired and relieved, he clicked to the background again and looked at the subscription, well, all ordered one thousand eight. At noon, I traded PY in the group, and sure enough, two new alliance leaders were added. After estimating, the sad manuscript saver is about to die again.

"Well, the data is still as good as ever, and if you work hard, you can probably hit two thousand orders, but Baimeng or something, it is estimated that it is still unrealistic......" Bai Agarwood stretched his waist, rested his head on the back chair, and covered his cheeks to think. Also, When will the damn toothache get better? ”

Obviously, what Bai Agarwood is doing is the most popular profession for many otaku in today's society - the legendary online literature writer, or codeword, is more suitable, and belongs to one of the few authors who can succeed, and can survive on a few manuscript fees alone. What's more, he also has a job as the director of a certain section of the State Taxation Bureau of a prefecture-level city.

In short, when he is over 30 years old, he is already a successful person with a house, a car, a wife and children.

It's just that, in the eyes of Bai Agarwood, I always feel that life is still a little boring, and the passion for both work and code words is fading.

Come to think of it, my relationship is not strong enough, if there is no accident, I basically have to rely on my qualifications to go further in the officialdom. The child has evolved to the point where it is comparable to other people's children, and there is nothing to worry about. As for writing. He writes Korean entertainment novels, although there are Baimeng books in this genre, but after all, they can't change the status quo of this niche literature. The books before and after are all counted in Korean entertainment novels, although there is still room for improvement in subscriptions, but not much. As for rewards, this kind of thing is really rare but not sought......

When people reach middle age, they are promoted, get rich, and die of their wives. There is no way to be promoted, there is no hope of getting rich, and the dead wife has no guts. You don't have to worry about food and clothing on weekdays, but if you go further, there is no hope, and your life will not lack passion. After a long time, he was about to get Wenqing cancer. Even writing novels is a bit crazy, and when he talks to people, he is full of 'It's a pity to give it to others' and 'Korean entertainment is not easy, and it is good and cherished', so that people don't understand it......

"Alas! I write a lot, I always want to really go down (yen) once. Bai Agarwood shook her head with a smile, looked at the time, and didn't plan to continue writing, "How old are you, it's still so unrealistic, wash and sleep early, and you have to go to work tomorrow morning!" With that, he turned off the phone and walked into the living room, ready to pour himself a glass of milk as usual.

However, this is as ordinary and long night as ever, but it is destined to be remembered by Bai Agarwood and unforgettable......

The living room was quiet, after all, the wife and children were asleep. Bai Agarwood had just picked up the milk, but heard a gloomy and creepy whisper of horror, "Damn retarded! Why is the exit of the space-time rift in Changsha, and it is facing the legendary Braided TV Station! ”

Bai Agarwood glanced around in horror, not seeing anyone present or discovering the source of the sound.

"You're good, the whole family doesn't watch the pigtail play...... It's running out of magic, it's hello, go on, Lord God Orb! ”

Suddenly, a faint blue light pattern slowly stirred up in the air in the center of the living room like a stream of water, climbing up the snow-white walls around it, and the faint blue light covered the whole body of white agarwood. Then, a large ball of pure white light roared towards him, and Bai Agarwood suddenly rolled his eyes and passed out......

"Ugh! Was it really a dream before? Opening her eyes in a daze, Bai Agarwood, who couldn't remember what had happened before, found herself sitting at the computer desk, facing the computer that had a blue screen.

"No, you're not dreaming."

The white agarwood instantly fell asleep. He turned his head in horror, staring with a shudder at the alien object that had suddenly emerged from the desk drawer.

Its appearance is indescribable, it can only be said to be composed of spheres of various sizes, and around the pure white face and abdomen, it faintly takes on a maddening blue.

With the sound of profane footsteps that seemed to be something rushing back and forth, it approached the white agarwood and told him in an indescribable voice about his and his descendants' eerie future.

It also has a bagged organ that transcends time and space, leading to the bottomless abyss, from where it can pull out strange devices that are not in this world, and cause chaos among people......

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"That...... Secretary...... "Bai Agarwood played with the silver-white ball in his hand, and the feeling of dreaming couldn't fade away, "Can you not use Doraemon's avatar?" You make me feel like Nobita. ”

"The little assistant of the Lord God is at your service, Dear Lord God, please choose the image you need." The silver-white sphere once again projected a Doraemon phantom, only this time the phantom undulated like the surface of the water, apparently ready to change its image at any time.

"What's the better of changing it?" Bai Agarwood groaned, "Ah, since I'm writing Korean entertainment novels, let's have Liu Huaying!" By the way, I want the fruit version. ”

As soon as Bai Agarwood's voice fell, the fluctuating Doraemon projection blurred, and it immediately became the image of a Korean female star he needed.

"Well, that's a lot more pleasing to the eye." Nodding, Bai Agarwood ordered the assistant of the main god named the secretary to take back the projection - in fact, the communication between the two parties does not require the secretary to turn on a projection to communicate face-to-face, this is just the hobby of the previous master of the broken main god space in his hand.

Even, Bai Agarwood doesn't have to communicate with him outside. He pressed the silver-white ball to his forehead and said 'Enter'. Then, his vision went dark, and by the time he regained his vision, he had appeared in a tattered white space. There was a small platform in this space, but there was nothing on it.

Bai Agarwood walked up, imagining that he had turned into a large white ball of light, and in an instant, he turned into a large ball of light, suspended in the air, observing this dilapidated room with a three-hundred-and-sixty-degree field of view without dead ends.