Chapter 1001 New story started~

"Brother, didn't you get criticized for writing this kind of plot?"

Two identical teenagers sat in a small rented room; one was reading a novel update on his phone, while the other was typing on a computer.

The boy typing on the keyboard heard the other boy's words and replied without turning his head, "No."

"Tsk tsk, you don't get criticized even after writing like this, just how tolerant are they?"

It's not that I can tolerate it, but rather that the protagonist's character was originally suggested by the readers.

"Brother, you're really not a stepfather? I just want to ask you, how did you come up with all these plot points?" The boy was typing when his younger brother yelled again, "The protagonist is ugly, has physical defects, and has lived a miserable life since childhood. He eats leftovers from dogs, drinks swill that pigs won't drink, and sleeps in a cowshed. That's bad enough, but he's even crawled between other people's legs, been someone's horse, and licked other people's saliva. This kind of characterization is just too much!"

“Which man could tolerate this? Especially the protagonist,” the younger brother said. “In that popular novel a while ago, the protagonist was jilted at the altar, which caused some readers to erupt in anger. If you wrote this, it would be too tragic.”

His younger brother kept chattering in his ear, and the boy couldn't continue writing. He stopped, turned around, and said, "Can you be quiet for a second?"

"Okay, I'll be quiet." The younger brother pursed his lips and made a zipper gesture, but the next moment he opened his mouth again and said worriedly, "Brother, they say that the pen creates the world, and every story is a world. You said that your protagonist will be very powerful in the future and will become the world's number one. Aren't you afraid that one day he will break through the dimensional barrier and take revenge on you?"

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He tapped his younger brother on the head, "Yin Chu Shi! I told you not to read novels, you'll just start thinking nonsense!"

The younger brother said weakly, "...Yin Chu Jiu, don't you ever think about who's actually writing the novel..."

That evening, Yin Chu Jiu continued writing furiously, paying no heed to his brother's words.

Because he knew that his protagonist would undergo a complete transformation, soar to great heights, and receive his opportunity at the age of eighteen, achieving a perfect rebirth.

He will kill everyone who has bullied or looked down on him, plunge the world into chaos and bloodshed, and ultimately become the ruler of all. All the events serve this ultimate goal; to succeed, some suffering is to be expected.

Yin Chu Jiu was busy until midnight. He made himself a cup of coffee to cool down. The plot was already halfway through and was about to enter the stage where the protagonist fell off a cliff and made a comeback. He decided to have a cup of coffee to wake himself up and finish writing this transitional chapter in one go. He would start writing the new chapter tomorrow.

While sipping coffee and sorting out the plot, Yin Chu Jiu's phone suddenly rang. Worried that the school might be calling him, he stood up to grab the phone. However, he stood up too quickly and accidentally bumped his knee on the low table, causing his coffee to fall and spill all over the computer.

The computer screen flickered a few times and then went black.

Yin Chu Jiu hurriedly pulled out a dozen sheets of paper, stacked them together, and started wiping the computer. But as he was wiping, several flashes of electricity suddenly appeared on the keyboard. The electricity traveled through the liquid to his hand, and Yin Chu Jiu felt a numbness in his hand, then everything went black, and he lost consciousness.

At the moment he lost consciousness, he had only one thought.

Getting electrocuted by the computer's current? That's too weak.

In his dream, Yin Chu Jiu thought that when he woke up, he must exercise to improve his physical fitness. He absolutely could not be so weak. He also wanted to get a new computer that wouldn't crash so easily and a new desk that wasn't so low.

When I regained consciousness, there was a lot of chattering and noise in my ears, it was not quiet at all, it felt like I was in kindergarten.

Didn't you take him to the hospital on the tenth day of the lunar month?

Didn't he realize he had fainted?

No, even if he wasn't taken to the hospital, why is his house so noisy? Where did all these children come from?

Slowly opening her eyes, Yin Chu Jiu decided to assess the situation and send the group of people out.

But when he opened his eyes, he didn't see the off-white ceiling of his home, nor the blue and white walls of the hospital, but a dazzling and scorching sun. He was lying on the open ground in front of an old-fashioned courtyard.

The sound was still very loud, and the content was becoming clearer and clearer.

"Monster, who sent you here?!"

"Hairy monster, get lost! If you don't get lost, I'll beat you until you're gone, believe it or not?"

"Damn it, I told you to get lost and you still wouldn't leave! Come on, beat him up!"

"Fight back? You actually dare to fight back!"

A group of small children formed a circle and punched and kicked the child in the middle.

School bullying?

Yin Chu Jiu was so shocked by the scene before him that he thought he was still dreaming. He often saw scenes of school bullying on TV. Those children were bullied by a group of kids, beaten until they were bruised and battered, and dared not go to the hospital or tell their parents. They endured it day after day until they could not bear it anymore and were discovered.

Both boys and girls are included.

While watching the video, Yin Chu Jiu felt that those children were going too far.

He thought that if he encountered this situation, he would definitely call the police and stop the children's actions. Unexpectedly, he didn't encounter it in reality, but he did encounter it in his dream.

Getting up from the ground, Yin Chu Jiu staggered toward the group of children.

The sun overhead was very strong and hot, so hot that it made people dizzy and lightheaded, and their vision blurred.

Yin Chu Jiu couldn't see the figure of the child in the middle, nor could he see the appearance of the children around him. He rushed over based on the general direction, grabbed a child by the collar, and sternly criticized, "Which school are you students from? What grade and class are you from? Who is your homeroom teacher? Who gave you permission to bully your classmates here?"

The child he was holding remained silent, as if resisting with his right to remain silent. He touched his side and said, "If you don't report honestly, I'll call the police and let you experience what it's like to be locked up."

He kept reaching for his phone as he spoke, but he couldn't find it anywhere, not only the phone but also his pocket.

Just then, the child he was holding patted his face and said in a sharp, childish voice, "Yin Chu Jiu, you haven't been beaten senseless by that brat Yue Ling, have you?"

Before Yin Chu Jiu could react, the child he was holding exclaimed, "Have you really been beaten senseless?"

What?

The other children also started yelling in a chaotic frenzy.

"Has Yin Chu Jiu really been driven mad by that headbutt?"

"The hairy monster has made Chu Jiu stupid!"

"Revenge! Let's go avenge Chu Jiu!"

Yin Chu Jiu was pushed forward by a group of children in a daze. The child he was holding also broke free from his hand and walked in front of him like a big brother, clearing the way for him.

He himself appears to be a member of the school bullying group.

They hadn't gone far when the group stopped. Several children rushed up, pinned the bullied child down, and forced him to apologize to Yin Chu Jiu.

"Chu Jiu, you were made stupid by this monster, come and fight him."

"No, Chu Jiu, this kid refuses to lick the saliva you spat out, so let him lick it back up. What do you think?"

Yin Chu Jiu blinked his dull eyes, trying to understand what the children meant. Just as he was about to give them a stern lecture, his soul seemed to be rejected by his body and floated in the air.

Looking down at him, he saw the body with its chin slightly raised. The young boy, with a wicked mind that seemed to come from nowhere, spat on the ground and said in a tolerant tone, "Yue Ling, lick it, and I'll let you go today and let you go home."

He pushed through the crowd and saw the little boy pinned to the ground. He looked to be only five or six years old, covered in black hair, like a walking little gorilla.

He was still young and not strong enough to lift the child off him. He saw him dig his hands deep into the sandy ground, his eyes fixed on the puddle of white saliva on the ground.

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The Illusionary Demon Continent was scorching hot in June, and Yue Ling's prolonged inaction caused the saliva on the ground to dry. The little boy, impatient, spat again and repeated in a vicious tone, "Lick!"

What are you licking for? How can you kids be so vicious?

But often, the more innocent a child seems, the more terrifying they can be when they turn vicious.

The little boy didn't move, so the other children pressed his head down into the pile of saliva, shoving his face hard into it. Because the little boy wouldn't lick it, his body spat out mouthful after mouthful, the thick white saliva piling up into a disgusting pool that made everyone want to vomit.

The surrounding children burst into laughter.

The little boy stood up silently, head down, his black hair wet with saliva, tangled and matted.

"Can I go back now?"

"Hahaha, go back now. You 'filial son,' you were born to bring death to your mother, and not long after, you brought death to your father. You go back to worship them every year. Won't you anger them so much that they jump out of their graves and kill you?"

"Your dad probably wished he could drown you in a chamber pot the moment you were born."

Despite the children's insults, Yue Ling kept her head down, clutching her tattered pants tightly to her side, and repeated herself.

"Can I go back now?"

He had to go back; his parents were waiting for him...

Yin Chu Jiu watched as this body scratched the little boy's face, pulling out a large clump of black hair. Staring at the little boy's reddened face, she said with disgust, "Get lost!"

The little boy silently walked past the crowd and silently entered the courtyard.

That's too much! These kids are going too far!

Yin Chu Jiu angrily accused the boy in mid-air, wanting to chase after him to comfort him, but in the next instant, he felt a strong suction force, and then everything went dark again.

When he regained consciousness, he was lying on a soft bed.

He finally woke up.

That dream was awful.

Opening his eyes, Yin Chu Jiu intended to look at some online posts about disciplining naughty children to cleanse his eyes, but when he opened his eyes, he still didn't see his ceiling, but rather several small faces suspended in mid-air above his face.

Upon seeing that Yin Chu Jiu had woken up, the children exclaimed in surprise, "Yin Chu Jiu, you're finally awake! We were so scared!"

"You fainted just now, so we carried you back."

Yin Chu Jiu rolled his eyes. These looked like the bullying kids he had seen in his dream. Was he still dreaming?

"It's all that monster Yue Ling's fault! Once you're better, we'll settle the score with him again!"

Yue Ling?

Yin Chu Jiu raised his hand to pinch his cheek, and then he saw a small, chubby little hand.

Is this his hand?

Pinch her face hard.

pain!

Is this not a dream...?

Who are you? Where is this place?

Her voice was so soft and quiet.

"I'm in the first year of junior high, he's in the second or third year. This is the Yin family in Juanyun Lane. Yin Chu Jiu, are you still half asleep? Is your stomach still hurting from being hit by Yue Ling?"

Yue Ling? Juan Yun Lane? The Yin Family?

Yin Chu Jiu blinked her dull eyes. These names sounded familiar. Yue Ling was the same name as the protagonist of the novel she was writing, and Juan Yun Lane was the first instance of the novel.

Is he dreaming?

Snap!

Yin Chu Jiu raised her hand and slapped herself.

it hurts.

It is said that you don't feel pain when you dream.

"Is this Rolling Cloud Alley?"

"Yes, you are Yin Chu Jiu, the only son of Uncle Yin San from Juanyun Lane. We are your cousins. Chu Jiu, are you really stupid?"

"Let's go, let's go settle the score with Yue Ling!"

Yin Chu Jiu was shocked and bewildered. Wasn't this the setting he wrote for the Fantasy Demon Continent?

Is this real or fake?

Wait, what were those kids saying? Seeking revenge on Yue Ling?

Yin Chu Jiu recalled the plot of Fan Juan Yun Lane, and he immediately got out of bed and ran out the door.

The Illusion Demon Continent is a continent where strength reigns supreme. In order to survive, most people gather together to develop their power and become families. Rolling Cloud Alley is the family territory of the Yin and Yue families combined.

The protagonist, Yue Ling, lives in a small courtyard deep in Juanyun Alley. According to the scene he saw in his dream, today is the anniversary of the death of Yue Ling's parents, and he will return home to offer incense to them.

Those kids said they were going to get revenge, they must have been planning to sabotage Yue Ling's incense offering today.

Perhaps because he had just fainted, his body hadn't recovered and was extremely weak. He hadn't run more than a few steps when a series of booming sounds filled his head, and his throat felt like it was being scraped by razor blades.

He remembered the plot, in which today's anniversary of death was successfully interrupted, and even the memorial tablets of the protagonist Yue Ling's parents were thrown to the ground and trampled on by those children.

With these plot points running through her mind, Yin Chu Jiu spent a long time before finally running to Yue Ling's house.

Before he even went inside, he could already hear the sounds of children cursing and the dull thuds of beatings coming from within.

Yin Chu Jiu didn't dare to linger for a moment and rushed in immediately. Then he saw the scene from his dream again: many children were beating up a child, and Yue Ling was tightly holding a broken memorial tablet in his arms, his face bruised and swollen.

When the person seeking revenge arrived, all the children stopped and started chattering, eager to claim credit.

"Chu Jiu, we've avenged you."

"You're here? Hurry up, we'll help you hold him down, you come and hit him!"

Yue Ling stared intently at the child standing at the door. With a surge of strength from who knows where, he broke free from the person on his body and rushed towards the child.

He pinned the child to the ground, grabbed a stone, and smashed it against the child's head, instantly creating a hole and drawing blood.

The pain made Yin Chu Jiu's senses incredibly clear, and the silent scene before her eyes began to come to life with color.

He stared at Yue Ling, who was glaring at him with bloodshot eyes, and carefully went through the whole story from beginning to end, arriving at a startling conclusion.

This really is the Fantasy Demon Continent; he truly exists in his own novel.

He traveled through time.

Yue Ling gritted her teeth and asked the question with hatred.

"Why are you doing this to me! Why are you all doing this to me!"

Why does everyone treat him like this...?

Why?

For the sake of the plot.

Why?

Because you are the protagonist.

Why?

That's how it's designed.

Yin Chu Jiu opened and closed her mouth repeatedly, speechless, unable to utter a single word.

His pen created a world, but he didn't know that this was truly a world, and he didn't know that people were suffering because of what he wrote.

He didn't know that the world in his novel would actually exist.

"I'm sorry."

I'm so sorry...