The Square Circle Peninsula is not an island, but refers to the fact that this galaxy has a large number of "twin planets", that is, two planets that are closely attached to each other for various reasons, forming a gourd-shaped planet.

Because of the peculiar geographical features, the natives above have two forms, one is a block form, and the other is a coil form. They can change their forms at will during the larval stage, but they must be fixed in one of the forms when they reach adulthood.

"We have left the ancient battlefield ruins."

Ganuo operated the star map and explained.

"The Square Circle Peninsula is famous for standing firm in the aftermath of the war."

"Are they a race with strong combat capabilities?" Xi Yujin asked curiously.

"Their bodies are very strong, and they are warlike by nature and good at war theory." Ganuo said: "In theory, they are the largest civilization closest to the deep space prison."

Although the deep space prison is very prosperous, not every civilization dares to live nearby. Space creatures are worried that the entire civilization will be swallowed up once they land. The Square Circle Peninsula is still powerful to some extent.

After receiving the "permit to dock" signal, the Tide Level slowly sailed into the range of the port star. Xi Yujin looked out the window and saw that the spaceships were sparse, and the full view of the gourd-shaped planets was presented in front of them without any cover.

"You need to wear your space suits."

Xi Yujin instructed the little rust tribe to put on spherical space suits for them. The little coal ball spirit immediately transformed into an eggshell spirit.

The group landed on the planet, Xi Yujin opened the hatch, and a group of floating cubes and coils came into view. The angle at which Xi Yujin looked up changed as they left.

"Wow--"

The three-meter-high cube, shining with watercolor-like patterns, moves quickly in the air 20 meters above the ground. The coil shape bounces in the air like a spring. The entrances of their buildings are all built relatively high. The buildings are as colorful as their bodies, and the ground is earthy yellow mud and grass.

The tall people from the Square Circle Island didn't pay the slightest attention to the tiny creatures below.

Xi Yujin and Gano walked around but couldn't find a cube willing to be their guide. The shops nearby didn't seem to cater to foreign creatures. It seemed that the Circle Peninsula was indeed somewhat xenophobic.

Suddenly, Xi Yujin heard the sound of a heavy organ. The sound came from far away and gradually approached, causing all creatures to look up.

At a height of about 100 meters, a coil spirit was moving at high speed. Snowflakes of book pages were falling along its path. Some cube spirits were making honking sounds.

The sound of these instruments was their language. Xi Yujin couldn't understand it at all and thought it sounded like a concert, so he could only rely on Gano.

Gano said, "The coil at the top is a newspaper seller. The mainstream form of literature here is newspapers. Emberno, should we take a look at one?"

A few little Rust tribe members jumped around and said they wanted it.

In a flash, Gano had brought three newspapers. Xi Yujin didn't even see his movements clearly. He took the newspapers in a daze and felt dizzy after taking a look at the scribbled words on them. He and the little rust tribe looked at Gano with expectant eyes.

"cough."

Ganuo felt a little embarrassed and read the newspaper to them.

In this universe, newspapers are considered "lightweight physical books" and are considered a light luxury item. Many races' newspapers and periodicals have even become extinct. However, there are dedicated newspaper sellers in the Square Circle Peninsula, and large-scale newspaper and periodical companies are indeed rare.

The newspaper is called "Peninsula Literary Criticism Daily". According to the newspaper's title, it is the best-selling newspaper in the peninsula.

Some of the news are as follows.

"The Peninsula Literary Criticism Day is about to open! People from all walks of life are sincerely invited to come and discuss."

"Recalling the source of peninsula criticism literature - the square circle peninsula with its immortal peninsula spirit, withstood the flames of war. In peacetime, we will sharpen our literary criticism tools and turn our theories into the sharpest knife in the universe."

"Fierce debate! Two groups of novelists fought in the theater due to ideological differences, and both were hospitalized!"

“Advertisement: The Magic Cube Bar is now open! Couples get 20% off, families get half price, and novelists can get special treatment~”

"This square peninsula... is quite magical." Xi Yujin said after a long time.

As a galaxy with a relatively long history, the Peninsula has a rich reserve of novelists. But they also bring the habit of abundant martial virtues into the literary world.

When a novelist writes a work, he will be criticized to pieces by at least twenty readers with excellent literary talent.

Of course, the novelist was not convinced and thought that those readers did not understand literature, so he personally refuted and criticized the readers. But readers are often novelists themselves and they also fight back with their pens.

Of course, writers had to be more polite when they quarreled, and thus a prominent branch of the literary world, critical literature, was born.

With so much criticism, different ideological systems have been formed, and people have formed cliques and factions.

Just like a novelist who stands out and says that his work is A-theory, critics of B-theory will fiercely attack him, and novelists who also belong to A-theory will spontaneously help to fight back. There is deep hatred between different literary schools.

The novelists in the Circle Peninsula are very proud and feel that electronic books are not worthy of their own words, but their critical articles cannot support a book, so the physical newspaper format becomes popular.

The fighting within the Square Circle Peninsula was fierce, so naturally they were not interested in the outside world.

Xi Yujin was quite curious about the criticism here, so he discussed with Ganuo about going to that bar.

…

Rubik's Cube Bar.

It doesn’t quite fit in with the traditional bar, it’s actually a newsstand where you can drink alcohol.

The passenger inside held the newspaper, took a sip of bubble wine, and shouted at the top of his voice: "Come and listen to what the old immortalism wrote today, listen..."

“Hahahahahaha—”

The cubes laughed like an organ.

Xi Yujin's hair turned black again, and he signed a wine guarantee to prove that they were a family and could enjoy a half-price discount.

The bartender looked at the black-haired Xi Yujin, the black-haired Gano, and then at the five dark-skinned little Rust people. He was a little confused, but still gave them a 50% discount and gave each person a glass of almost overflowing bubble wine.

“Are you a novelist?”

The bartender saw the newspaper in Xi Yujin's hand and spoke in an unprofessional foreign language.

"It's rare to find a novelist like you who brings his family to a bar."

"Are there any special offers for novelists?" Xi Yujin's instinct to get the best deal took over, and today no offer could escape his sphere of influence.

"Haha, think about it, in a bar with such a strong reading atmosphere, everyone is in high spirits and will say that a 30% good article is 50%. If a beautiful creature happens to read your article, and you happen to appear in front of it like a god, then the rest of the story... won't it be a natural progression?" The bartender said in an ambiguous tone, "Novelist, we all understand."

Gano calmly looked up at it, took a sip of bubbly, and then wrote down all the creatures that appeared in the bar. He had no other intentions, it was his habit to observe the surroundings when he arrived at a new place.

Xi Yujin held the little Rust Clan member by his side like a child, and after the bartender turned around and left, he patiently instructed:

"You see, public morality, private morality, and personal achievement are three unrelated areas. You must not have high hopes for a creature in other aspects just because it has achieved great success."

Even he cannot be said to be a morally perfect person.

Little Rust Clan: Ying!

Xi Yujin tasted the local delicacies and bought some local newspapers to read with Ganuo.

Two of them are particularly thick, namely "Future Morning Post" and "Ancient Evening News", which correspond to the two most famous literary movements in the Square Circle Peninsula.

Ganuo read one sentence at a time, and Xi Yujin leaned on Ganuo's shoulder to listen.

Suddenly, a big block popped up with a bang.

It said in a low musical voice: "This poem is very satirical, please listen to it——"

It began to hover over the bar. None of the native creatures were surprised, and some of the big cubes cheered for it.

I only heard it say loudly:

"The negative young cube/dreams are bigger than the sky/and they are just empty words/

A real feather can flatten its body.

Besides lying at home, I just lie down at my desk."

The big blocks below were all excited.

“It’s very well written!”

"Those young cubes should really listen."

“Well, it’s very well written!”

Suddenly, another coil pops up from another corner of the bar.

It was also chanting a poem, and to Xi Yujin's ears it sounded like the mellow sound of a cello.

"This is a seed/You only see the seed/But I see the vast forest of the future/

This is a bouquet of flowers/You only think about how to decorate your celebration/And I worry about its future withering. "

The coil spirit's companions also raised their glasses and cheered for it.

"For you! Beautiful poet!"

"Although the existence of immortalism is so annoying, it is my honor to meet you in this space."

"To be honest, I actually wrote this poem, and it was fortunately published in the Future Morning Post."

"The original author is here! Please invite him to the stage!"

"Have a drink!"

A literary atmosphere of free expression and passion is overwhelming.

"Really... it's so lively..."

Xi Yujin was stunned. He had never felt such a warm and comfortable literary atmosphere anywhere else.

The little Rust Clan nudged him and asked Yu Jin if he wanted to change the literary theory here?

"The biggest taboo when traveling is to have the idea of ​​changing something." Xi Yujin touched it, "The only thing that can truly change everything is time."

Another little Rust Clan member asked, "Does it matter if the Blue Star novelist is criticized by them?"

"It doesn't matter... Who did you say was criticized?"

Xi Yujin flipped through the newspaper in front of Xiaoxiuzu, "New Criticism Literary Index Weekly".

The Square Circle Peninsula is connected to the outside world through a network, so naturally some critics saw Lan Xing’s novel.

Listed in the newspaper were the titles of articles criticizing Blue Star Literature.

The kind that can’t be listed in an entire page.

"Sometimes..." Xi Yujin put down the newspaper and said mysteriously, "Others have invited us, so we have to participate as well to be polite."

They don’t have much else on Blue Star, but they have a lot of aliases!

And the vests are particularly prone to quarrels!