When Lin Zhihui and Qianqi were negotiating, the comment area of "The Rise of the God Emperor" had already become lively again because of his sentence "Tomorrow's climax will be more exciting".

"What a big breath, this kind of writing dares to be taken out and embarrassed. ”

"I'm really looking forward to it, the world's No. 1 big writing is getting better and better, I want to see the climax, and I will reward 10,000 coins to urge the change. ”

"Although the plot is not lacking in clichés, the suspense is clever, engaging, and worth watching. ”

"Every time the boss comes out, no matter how big or small, all the men are wiped out, and all the women are not left, and the author is a single dog who can't find a girlfriend at first glance, and he can only be in his own YY, as always vulgar and tasteless. ”

"It's obviously very well written, but if you think you can't stand it, you can not read it, and you don't need to run here to find a sense of existence. ”

"Support the author greatly, write wonderfully, and reward 10,000 coins to urge the change, come on. ”

"You are all too naïve, the first in the world is the author I have ever seen, and when it comes to orgasm, I am powerless, I bet on a pack of instant noodles, this time it must be the same, he has already given up treatment. ”

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Maybe it's because of first-hand information and personal experience, Lin Zhihui's plot is really wonderful, whether it is black pink or passerby fans, after such a debate, they all began to look forward to the next climax, and the comment area quickly built a high-rise building urging the change, and bet that he would definitely write down, and think that he was too arrogant, waiting to be slapped in the face, at this time, it coincided with the "Top Ten Internet Writers" competition, and the boom in the comment area made "The Rise of the God Emperor" has received unprecedented attention, and many writers have secretly eyed this book, ready to pull the world's best pigtails at any time.

Lin Zhihui didn't know, even if he knew, he didn't care, what he was most worried about now was how to fill in the pit he dug with his own hands, this time the problem was not the same as the previous Netherworld Emperor, he couldn't just wash his name and hand over the errand, but he had to completely deny it and completely overthrow it.

In other words, he can't read a single word of this part he wrote, and it must be cleverly washed to the ground, so that the reader can accept this radical reversal.

This was a little difficult for Lin Zhihui, he sent the pinch away, and began to sit down and think about countermeasures, how to set up the plot, overturn everything he wrote before, and bury this pit as quietly as possible.

After thinking about it for a long time, Lin Zhihui's hair was about to go bald, and he didn't have a passable idea, he buried too much foreshadowing in front of him and set up a lot of suspense, but the direction of the plot was also clear and solidified, and if he didn't write according to the direction of the plot, he couldn't go down at all.

"It's too hard for a TNND strongman. Lin Zhihui was depressed and wanted to pound the table, but he was afraid that his hands would hurt: "Damn, if my brother is in a hurry, I will tell you that what was written above is fake, just to tease you." ”

As soon as the words came out, Lin Zhihui was silent for a long time, and suddenly slapped the table hard, not caring that his whole arm was numb, and he was overjoyed: "Why did I forget, there is still this trick." ”

The more he thought about it, the more reliable he felt, Lin Zhihui thought quickly, and after a while, he had a clearer idea, immediately sat upright, opened the software, rolled up his sleeves, and began to code words.

Since setting the goal of becoming a great god, Lin Zhihui has read a lot of books, has not fallen behind in various themes, and has mastered all kinds of routines. At this moment, he suddenly remembered that the reasoning god Keigo Higashino's "Malice" is such a routine, and it took a full six chapters to tell a story in the front, and when everyone believed it was true, looking forward to thinking about the next plot, it suddenly reversed in the seventh chapter, I told everyone that you were deceived, you were fooled, I was just teasing you, now let's get to the point.

Lin Zhihui thought confidently, no one can guarantee that the great god of Higashino did not encounter a similar situation, so he would have this kind of writing that does not follow the routine, and he is not plagiarism, of course, he can learn from the essence.

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"The remnant sun is like blood, shrouded in ruins, with an indescribable desolation and dead silence, like a seal that will forever seal history. From now on, there will be no more Fanlong Village in the heavens and all worlds. Hua Bing stood on the hill, looking at the wilderness that was gradually falling silent, his mind echoing with the last words that Qian Mo said before he died, his eyes were as heavy as an abyss, without a trace of brilliance. ”

The space around him was slightly distorted, and a vague shadow appeared behind him, Hua Bing didn't seem to notice it, still standing motionless, like a ruthless statue. After a long time, an old voice sounded: 'Is it worth it?' With the blood of innocents on your hands and the curse of billions of living beings on your back, do whatever it takes, will you really never regret it?'"

"'I do everything because I have to, and only I can do it. Hua Bing still didn't look back, indifferently looking at the last line of blood red, falling into the ground. The whole world suddenly darkened, as if it sank into the center of the earth, and darkness covered the earth. If this is my destiny, I will go on without hesitation, without running away, without complaining, without wavering, without regrets. ’”

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Lin Zhihui's reversal threw all the conspiracies and traps to the protagonist Hua Bing, the entire ghost clan, including Qianmo, was just a chess piece in his hand, part of his earth-shattering plan, of course, although he was emulating the great god of Dongye, he didn't dare to do it too thoroughly, and still tried to find a way to wash Hua Bing's ground, implying that he had to give up all his private emotions for the sake of the human world and the righteousness, and do what he could only do.

"That's all I can do, it's the best I can come up with. Lin Zhihui roughly read it, and made sure that he had buried the near pit deeply, and he was relieved to be completely wiped out, and a little helpless, as soon as these chapters were uploaded, the reader's backlash was almost predictable, and no one would mention the previous content again, and all the artillery fire would be concentrated on him, the author.

No way, if you don't do it, you won't die, Lin Zhihui is sad and looking at the sky, he is typical of digging a pit and burying it by himself, marrying his wife and suffering by himself, he still cherishes his little life, there is an anonymous warning in the front, and there is a life in the back, he also realizes the seriousness of the problem, naturally he will not be so ignorant, it is not enough to cause trouble in the human world, he has to go to the sky to make trouble, isn't it that the birthday star hanged his life for too long.

With the ostrich mentality of not being out of sight and out of mind, Lin Zhihui uploaded a new chapter, and directly turned off the computer, opened the game that had been on for a long time, and prepared to kill all sides and relieve his mood.

On the other side of the city, Genesis website, urban fiction group.

Chu Qianning finished the work at hand, clicked on the gray avatar of the world's first in the world on the chat software, and was about to tell him the good news that "The Rise of the God Emperor" had entered the first round, when Xiaoyu in the next position suddenly stood up, lay on the baffle in the workshop, and said to her in surprise: "Oh, take a look, that number one in the world is dead!"