While in Byzantium, Maier relied on publishing novels in Loren Anderson, earning a lot of manuscript fees, and he also made a book on his own, which sold well. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Later, he was recognized by the Writers Association and won the award for Best Young Writer of the Year.

A large part of the gold coins obtained from magic materials came from this part of the income, and Mel felt that without Loren Anderson, his promotion to official magician would not have been so short.

Perhaps, you can try to submit your manuscript to this journal, and then exchange your remuneration for points, and continue to use this way to support your own magical path?

Maier thought about it for a moment and decided that this should be the best way for him at the moment.

But which story should be used as a stepping stone?

Maier began to reflect on the stories he had written along the way.

War and Peace, Don Quixote, and the Old Man and the Sea, all three stories are very good stories, but in comparison, Don Quixote is slightly more appropriate.

As a newcomer, the story must be new to attract the attention of the editor, and in terms of novelty and fun, Don Quixote does the best.

War and peace are too heavy, and the old man and the sea are too thoughtful.

After re-transcribing, Meyer sent the manuscript to the journal's locked submission address.

In addition, Maier also gave himself a new pen name, Calculus, which had no special intentions, but he didn't want to use Grande on the west side of the Red Sea, so as not to be guessed by others.

Then Mel began to wait patiently, practicing her magic while continuing to write new stories.

The name of the story is Pinocchio and it is a fairy tale.

This story was chosen because the protagonist of the story also had the experience of spending some time in the belly of a fish, and it is a very positive story.

As soon as he put pen to paper, Maier couldn't help but think of the Titan Whale.

After helping the Titan Whale kill all the worms in its stomach, Mel received a gift from the Titan Whale from an entire small cave, which the Titan Whale first showed to Mel.

Now the shipwreck is lying quietly in the valley of the blood pool in the quarter plane, but the materials inside have been collected by Maier into the secret room of the magic tower.

In addition, Mel also left a dimensional door in the body of the Titan Whale.

This was agreed upon by the Titan Whale, as it was a matter of mutual benefit.

Although the worms in the Titan whale's body are temporarily gone, it is uncertain whether those worms have left eggs or something, and it is uncertain when new worms will appear.

In addition to worms, other parasites may also appear.

At this time, if Mel is there, the Titan Whale can hire Mel to carry out a racial extermination plan against the parasites, and the Titan Whale will only pay for some insignificant treasure for it.

For Myer, number one, this is an opportunity to get paid by the Titan Whale.

Compared to the mission of the Magic Council, the mission of the Wife Whale is much more rewarding and much less dangerous.

In addition, if you encounter a more sudden danger, you can no longer stay in the current area, and if you want to move the area, it is a good way to use the Titan Whale.

The Red Sea is a moat for humans, even for magicians, but for the Titan Whale, it is just an ordinary passage.

Maybe you can also discover a new continent with the help of the Titan Whale.

Mel pondered for a while, then left the quarter plane, and brought out two hellish versions of catnip, only after coming out did he realize that he was entrained, shook his head slightly, and threw the catnip on the ground at random.

I haven't seen Tom for a long time, and I do miss him a little, a somewhat willful, but very sensible cat.

A white cat popped out next to him, quickly picked up the catnip that Mel threw on the ground, looked around, and looked at the eyes that Myer had seen, and meowed defiantly.

Mel took a sharp step forward.

The white cat was suddenly frightened, and fled as if flying with catnip in its mouth, meowing indiscriminately.

Mel smiled and didn't chase after it, this cat he knew, he had seen it many times since he moved here, it should have been raised by a neighbor, and it was also a demonic creature.

However, the degree of demonization is not as high as Tom's, and it is not even as good as Druba, but it is only a preliminary demonization, which is stronger than the average wild cat, and the ability is unknown, purely in terms of physical strength, the strength is limited.

Maier felt that the magicians in this area seemed to be more homely, rarely going out, even the doors were always closed, and occasionally when they went out, they just nodded to each other.

This made Mel's desire to talk to his neighbors about his magic experience gradually extinguished.

However, Maier didn't care too much, after all, magicians are a profession that requires a lot of time to study magic, which takes a lot of energy and patience.

It is probably because of this professional habit that most magicians are not very good at talking, and in the case of face-to-face, they don't talk about magic anymore.

Finally, three days after the submission, the journal responded to Meyer.

Roughly speaking, Mayer's novel meets the standards for publication in a journal, but because the amount of manuscript fees involved is relatively large, it is necessary for Maier to go to the journal to negotiate with the editor in person.

Maier prepared and went out.

The place where the journal was located was in Pigg, South District, not far from Xicheng District, and it was less than half an hour's walk before Maier arrived at the location indicated in the reply.

A doorman waited in front of the door, and when he saw Myer, he took the initiative to ask, and after determining Myer's identity, he took Maier to the back of the door, behind which was a hall.

"This way, sir. ”

The doorman led Mel down the hallway, and finally to the door of a room in the back, where the doorman knocked and Maier followed him into the room, where a middle-aged man sat upright behind a long table.

The long table was filled with all kinds of manuscripts, and the middle-aged man was flipping through them quickly.

It wasn't until Mel came in that the middle-aged man put down his work and looked at Myer, as if he was a little surprised: "Is this Mr. Calculus?"

Mel nodded.

"I didn't expect the author of Don Quixote to be such a young teenager, which is simply incredible. The middle-aged man pointed to the chair in front of Mel and said, "Mr. Calculus, please take a seat." ”

The conversation quickly got to the point.

"Well, Mr. Calculus, your story is excellent, and we have given you very good terms, but one thing I want to know is, have you finished this story?"