The morning sun warmly sprinkled on the land, waking up the sleeping town.

With the ringing of the alarm clock, the girl got up on time as usual, washed, ate breakfast, dressed up, changed into work clothes, and took care of her image in half an hour, and then pushed open the door to start a new day.

Today is a sunny day, and the gentle breeze blowing in the face makes people feel indescribably comfortable and comfortable.

The girl's name is Zena, 18 years old this year, with beautiful emerald green long hair, a pure and sweet face, a petite and delicate figure, and a large face in front of her.

This appearance stems from her mother, who was born in Yin Shugar, but Zena is not excluded because of this unusual person, but with her sunny and cheerful personality, she mingles with others very well.

Zena is an intern reporter for the newspaper Miracle of the Empire, where she does two things: writing manuscripts and interviewing passers-by on the street and recording what passers-by think of past issues.

Today her work is the latter.

This kind of work is relatively easy for her, a rookie reporter with little experience, except for the tedious work content, it is not too difficult.

Mornings are busy, and Zena has interviewed seven or eight passers-by in a row, including men and women, young and old, in order to determine whether the content of the newspaper is accurately pushed to the target group, and to choose more attractive topics according to the interests of each target group.

"I don't think people are very interested in the content of the last issue...... That's right, after all, 'overseas expansion' has been in the headlines for half a year, and it's normal for the popularity to decline. ”

Zena, who had just finished interviewing an eight-year-old boy, sighed, looked at the short back on the street, and muttered to herself, "I heard that boys are military and political fans, and it seems that the rumors are not true." ”

This kid obviously paid more attention to the game of the big stomach, and asked when the next game would be, how could he know about this kind of thing!

Looking at the comments of passers-by on the various news recorded in the notes, Zena felt depressed, lost, and angry.

She never imagined that the residents of the town would not pay attention to natural disasters such as sandstorms, nor should they pay attention to national events such as overseas expansion, but would pay attention to such inconsequential trivial matters as robots playing hooligans on the streets and who won the prize in the big stomach competition.

What's more, they didn't even care about the inexplicable meteor shower near the royal capital. That's the royal capital! The most important city of the Albarez Empire! What do they have to say?

"Meteor showers? What's so unusual? It's like no one has seen it! ”

"Wishing spirits? Don't look at it! ”

"There are several adults with twelve shields there, what can happen?"

It just doesn't make sense!

But what makes Zena most angry, and what the residents are most concerned about, is actually the light "I Became the Thirteenth Shield of the Empire", which has become very famous recently.

When Zena first learned about this book, the whole person was stunned: the name was full of a strong brainless atmosphere of waste wood at first glance, and it had no level of education at all, and it was obviously written by a person who was at the bottom of the wizarding world, and might not even know magic, and used it for his own amusement. How could anyone like to watch this?!

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However, reality slapped Zena in the face, and it didn't take long for her to learn about the book when she noticed that almost everyone around her was reading it!

Children are watching, adults are watching, men are watching, women are watching, and everything they have seen is good, and even the seniors in the newspaper are full of praise, discussing the plot every day, and deriving a bunch of unrealistic daydreams.

The unspeakable absurdity once made Zena feel that the empire was hopeless.

A few days later, Zena suddenly realizes that when you think one thing is outrageous enough, reality tells you that there is much more to this world than that.

This book has become a hit, and in less than a month after it was listed, I heard that the sales volume directly exceeded 100 million, and this data is still rising, rising by several percentage points every day, that is, millions of readers!

When Zena found out about this, she was stupid.

This thing can be hot?! Has the literary world of the Albarez Empire rotted to this point? Could it be that I didn't have a clear definition of my writing skills before? Shouldn't I be conscious and carry the banner of the literary world?

Not surprisingly, when Zena told the people around her about this, their reaction was-

"Sales exceeded 100 million? It's normal! What's so weird? ”

"Death to envy! If I could have written that kind of thing, I wouldn't be what I am now......"

"I'm a role model! I want to be such a family in the future! ”

"Don't talk about it, let's start writing a book now!"

After that, Zena heard that many people quit their jobs and wrote full-time at home, hoping to be as god-like as the author of that book, but unfortunately in the end there was no follow-up.

About that book, Zena also went to the bookstore to buy it back and read it, telling the story of a young orphan with outstanding talent in the magic way, after unremitting struggle and hard work, relying on tenacious will and hard work, along the way to overcome obstacles, repeatedly defeat strong enemies, and finally work with friends and lovers to defeat the evil dragon who tried to destroy the world, and was named the 'thirteenth shield to protect the empire' by His Majesty the Emperor, and became the story of a generation of legendary magicians.

With the idea that "this kind of thing is fine, there is no reason why I can't do it", Zena secretly wrote a similar short story and sent it to the manuscript agency, but in the end she got a reply like "it does not meet the standards" and "the review failed".

"How is this possible?!"

On that day, the girl Zena felt that her worldview had been severely insulted!

The sense of absurdity that was so different from common sense struck her nerves so forcefully, as if she was forcing her mind to conform to that incomprehensible logic, and then take on its shape.

It took Zena a few days to get out of that mood, and although she let it go for a while, her blood pressure rose uncontrollably whenever she saw the name of the book, just like it was now.

I hated it to death, but I had to ask passers-by for their comments on that report, and then patiently record it word by word.

She also reflected to her seniors, "It's all good reviews anyway, can't you write it directly", but she was scolded back with "the news must ensure authenticity".

Zena knows that this is only one of the reasons, and the other reason: seniors want to read even what other readers have to say! That will make them feel like they're having a book club.

This made her almost collapse: Are there any normal people around me?!

Answer: No!

"Very good book, the elderly and children in the family love to read!"

"I'd recommend something similar next time!"

"Can't the reporters at your newspaper write at the same level? Why do you always write all that nonsense? If you want me to say, let your boss directly change the newspaper office to a company......"

Unlike channels such as "Astronomy", "Geography", "Military", and "Food", all the people interviewed by Zena today, regardless of gender, young and old, commented on the "Entertainment" channel of the last issue of the newspaper, that is, the brainless book "I Became the Thirteenth Shield of the Empire" that made her collapse, which shows that its attention rate is not ordinarily high.

Accompanied by anger and unwillingness, jealousy and hatred, a thought took over Zena's brain: if I could write that, would it be like this now??

No...... Wrong! Such an idea is wrong! That's rubbish! Writing something like that will only dirty your own hands and brains, as well as paper and pen! Although it may be profitable, it will permanently pollute your mind!

Zena suddenly shook her head in the shocked gaze of several passers-by, trying to shake off all the wrong thoughts in her mind.

And then...... She saw a red-haired boy walking past her.

“！

！ ”

This man ...... So handsome!

Half a day's depressed mood was swept away in an instant!

Zena isn't a nymphomaniac, but the guy in front of her is indeed the most handsome boy she's ever seen! What kind of appearance, extraordinary, heroic, and graceful...... These words she could think of were not enough to describe the handsomeness of the young man in front of her!

For a while, Zena wanted to step forward and grab the red-haired boy to get to know him, but as soon as she took half a step, she hesitated in her heart: he shouldn't be like others, boasting about that big book, right?

I don't know when Zena has regarded "my attitude towards the book "I Became the Thirteenth Shield of the Empire" as a standard for testing the IQ of normal people.

This person looks talented and good-looking, and he shouldn't be the same as those idiots!

Thinking of this, Zena whispered two cheers to herself, and after mustering up her courage, she trotted with long legs and chased after her.

"Hello, sir! Can I interview you? ”

The red-haired boy turned around, as if he was a little surprised, and then showed a beautiful and gentle smile with the girl in front of him.

"Absolutely!"