Blue sky and white clouds.

Flowers and birds.

On the edge of a small town in the middle of a forest, a young man was sitting on the shore of a small lake, and the pebbles in his hand were constantly being thrown towards the lake.

"Why me! Why me! Life, life, why is it always me who is hurt! Why am I so tragic?"

Fenbida kept lamenting and sighing, the stone in his hand was gradually being thrown away by him, and he was as miserable as he was in the current situation.

Fenpida is not from this world, to be precise, he is a time-traveler, who has traveled from Earth to Azeroth.

I couldn't help but sigh, Fenbida was originally called Wang Hua in his original world, and he was a writer who loved to fight the World of Warcraft, and after updating his novels every day, he started his career in the World of Warcraft, constantly liver artifact energy.

Three days ago, in the middle of the night, Fenpida collapsed in front of his computer, and when he woke up again, he found himself in a familiar scene, in the town of Shining Gold in the Elwyn Forest, for which he changed his name to a rather Western one.

At first, Fenpida was quite excited, and he came to the world of Azeroth that he had dreamed of for a long time, and he could be the same as in Dian Niang's novel, becoming rich and handsome to welcome Bai Fumei to the pinnacle of life, but then he found that as a traverser, he actually got a very chicken golden finger.

"The writer system... Writer's assistant system... What the hell is this for? In this war-torn world, I can't write a novel? I can't bind it yet! What the hell is it for?"

Fenpida is very annoyed, this is completely different from the plot of the public, other people's traversers are their own sharp and invincible system, to their own here, the writer system that has harmed themselves for five years has been brought over, what about the peak of life? What about the plot of the riot all the way? It's not a script at all!

"Could it be... There have been too many eunuchs who have been unfinished, and the readers of the dark lady want to take revenge on me?" Fenbida shook his head, and couldn't help but sigh secretly, sure enough, people are watching the sky!

Once as the author of Dian Niang, the eunuch has countless unfinished books, and has been described by the majority of readers as a chief eunuch, and none of the ten works has a normal ending.

This is not to blame for Fenbida, but only to blame the readers for their tastes being too tricky, striving for perfection, and there is no room for a little grit in their eyes.

However, although the readers are picky, they still have a pious heart to save people for Fenbida, looking forward to finishing a book normally, and even some readers send a whole box of blades to Fenbida at their own expense as a comfort. Under the care of this group of lovely readers, Fenbida fulfilled its mission and completed the unfinished work once again.

If God had given Fenbida another chance, he would have written a good novel, but now it was too late, and he was already in Azeroth, with a rather rubbish unbinding system, and started a tragic life.

"Forget it, don't complain, it's time to go to work. ”

Fenpida got up and returned to the inn in Shining Gold, where he became an honorable waiter, providing services to adventurers who came and went, such as serving tea and water.

The inn in Shining Gold was already filled with many adventurers of men and women at this time, and Fenpida shuttled through the crowd of adventurers, serving them all kinds of food and ale.

"I heard, tomorrow the Dark Moon Circus is coming to Shining Gold Town!"

"Tomorrow? Tomorrow is not right, aren't they coming the day after tomorrow?"

"Yes, but the Darkmoon Circus needs to recruit a literary and artistic worker, so they came to recruit some talents in advance, and I heard that they recruited two people, one each for the Alliance and the Tribe. ”

"Really?"

"Look, this is the job posting I gave..."

At a table in the corner, two adventurers were whispering, and Fenpida, who was roasting quail and ale for them, overheard their conversation and couldn't help but sigh.

The Darkmoon Circus is going to be recruited? I used to be an author, so I should be considered a literary and artistic worker, right?

Fenbida couldn't help but smile in his heart, it seems that there is no endless road!

At this moment, the adventurer with the job posting was reading the insider, and Fenbida silently came behind him, pricking up his sharp ears.

"Now that Azeroth is suffering from the ravages of war, the vast number of people are suffering from the pain and despair of war, and need classic novels to cleanse their souls, and now the Darkmoon Circus is on the verge of recruiting two talented people with considerable literary attainments for the vast number of adventurers. ”

"The Alliance and the Horde will each admit one, and the candidates will be selected on the second day after the successful audition tomorrow, and after the personnel sent by the head of the group, Hilas Darkmoon, will become a member of the Darkmoon Circus, the alliance location is Elwyn Forest Shining Gold Town, and the tribal location is southwest of Thunderting Cliff. ”

The adventurer spoke a little loudly, and all the adventurers in the hotel heard the shocking news, and their eyes couldn't help but start to glow.

The temptation to be a member of the Darkmoon Circus is too great, and in the magical land of Azeroth, countless conflicts erupt every day, many people pay the price, and many people are spiritually attached to them in the days when the war is raging.

And for this crucial reason, the leaders of the major camps have reached an agreement with each other that any organization will have to strike down on the circus for any reason.

To find a job in the Darkmoon Circus means that you will never be plagued by war, that you will always enjoy a rare and long-term peace, and that you will be loved by all of Azeroth.

"Oops... I have some stomach pain... Let's go first!"

"Oops, my pet forgot to feed it, I'm going to feed it!"

"I... I went to pick up my mail and just bought something at the auction house. ”

"Gone... Eat and drink to your heart's content. ”

Everyone left the hotel at one point in time, and Fenpida naturally knew what they were going to do when the group was leaving.

Fenpida just smiled faintly at this, for this selection quota, he confidently received it into his arms, how could a dignified little girl author, how could he lose to such a group of simple adventurers, if he lost... Commit suicide to sacrifice the grace that my mother has cultivated for many years!

"What are you smirking at?" the innkeeper rebuked angrily as he looked at a new employee with a mysterious identity.

Fenbida squinted at it, and then roared, "Don't do it!"

The sudden roar made the innkeeper pause, "Are you quitting? Have you found a way out of your life?"

"I'm going to apply for the Darkmoon Circus!" Fenpida smiled faintly, "Please pay me a little bit!"

The innkeeper looked at Fenbida with a serious expression, and didn't think that he was trying to be quick for a while, and then said, "Fenbida, entering the Dark Moon Circus is not a simple matter, you must be sure that you will succeed in applying?"

"Let me tell you this, the position of the Darkmoon Circus is already predestined!" said Fenpida in a pose that he thought was handsome, rather confidently.

The innkeeper couldn't help but pat his forehead and sighed bitterly, "Was I blind in the first place?

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