Chapter 9

After a hangover, I have severe forehead pain.

Jiang Zhulang didn't know when he fell asleep. The continuous self-shark-like retreat brought great damage to his spirit.

The throat, wrists, chest, all the vital parts, were left with a splitting and stabbing pain.

Drowning in guilt, he felt like he was suffocating.

Is there really no other solution?

No, there is another way!

Jiang Zhulang dragged his heavy body and sat down in front of the computer.

This is his comic world, and the direction of the plot should be decided by him as the author.

On the continent of Nidos, the village of Orlan was massacred, but it didn't matter, he could rewrite their fate in reality.

After spending more than half a year on the continent of Needles, he had already discovered that even the details casually noted in the outline could be perfectly reproduced.

This shows that reality can affect dreams.

As long as he drew that after Lanno and Roshia left the village, the people of Orlan lived a happy and healthy life, then they would not be massacred.

Even though his fingers were sore and his wrists were stinging, and he could hardly hold the pen, Jiang Zhulang still forced himself to draw twisted and intermittent lines on the digital tablet.

One stroke after another.

He found that as he wrote, his right hand became more and more painful. It was a pain that felt like the blood, meridians, and bones in his body were all burning and melting.

It spread from the palm to the arm, and finally, the entire right half of the body was filled with severe pain.

He had lost track of the scroll wheel on his digital pen and was slumped over the table, shaking constantly.

Somewhere in the dark, there was a force preventing him from changing the outcome.

What if you try to stop him? He insists on doing it!

Jiang Zhulang panted, hooked the paintbrush with his left hand, and the moment he stood up, "Crackle——"

The gate has tripped.

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

…

Jiang Zhulang leaned back in his chair blankly, his eyes lifeless.

After a long while, a cold smile appeared on the corner of his lips:

Coincidence, coincidence!

It's really clever!

Jiang Zhulang waited alone from dawn to dusk, maintaining the same posture, without moving.

He didn't know what to do.

Drawing?

When he thought that no matter how hard he tried, he could not change the fate of the people in Oran Village, his hands and feet became numb and he had no intention of painting.

Repent?

He couldn't explain it.

Selfishly, he did not regret taking Roshia away.

After all, it was Roshia who spent every day with him and put his heart and soul into his creation, not the villagers of Orlan who had no role in the original comic outline.

But……

After three whole months, even an ugly dog ​​would be acceptable to you, let alone a living person?

They were simple, kind, enthusiastic and generous. Seeing that his cooking skills were poor, they gave him the best food without reservation, fearing that he would not eat enough and go hungry.

Jiang Zhulang still remembers that one afternoon, when the sun was shining brightly, while Luo Xiya was concentrating on his research, he took the children to play with wooden figures.

What are they called?

Oh, Xiaobao, Dabao, Goudan...

"Jingling bells——"

The annoying ringtone sounded, but no one answered and the call was hung up.

Then, there were several consecutive messages from penguins.

His eyes rolled around, staring empty-handed at his phone.

Brother Li: "The work is on the homepage, and there are many more likes, collections and comments. Did you see it?"

"My colleagues in the office were still talking about you today, saying that you are very impressive even as a newcomer, and they praised me for my unique vision, hahaha!"

"I said, I was right, you are really capable!"

"Finally, let me remind you not to forget to update on time."

After reading all the information, Jiang Zhulang sighed and covered his head with the quilt.

He thought that he didn't want to return to the mainland of Needles for the time being.

Putting the update behind him, Jiang Zhulang went to the Municipal Park to relax for several days.

The municipal park near the community is very well built and well planned, with lush vegetation and antique-style attics. It is a well-known check-in and photo-taking spot for internet celebrities in the city.

Jiang Zhulang would sit quietly on the third bench in the square in front of the attic every day, silently thinking about the subsequent plot.

Although his works are completely copied from experiences in another world and have no plot at all, the rough daily wandering cannot attract readers to follow.

Jiang Zhulang unconsciously opened the forum and read the comments. As he read, he became more inspired.

He thought he knew what to do.

*

After dinner, I logged into Comic Cat to check out the updates from Random Manga.

[Hey, guys, it’s time to read comics again]

[This comic is addictive. I feel sick if I don’t read it for a day]

【Sprinkle flowers, sprinkle flowers, sprinkle flowers】

As soon as I clicked on it, there were countless messages, so many that they blocked the screen.

Duck Egg blocks real-time comments and starts reading comics.

Hmm, is this also a daily occurrence in Oran Village?

She happily scrolled through her phone, jumped into the forum when she saw something exciting, and liked the comments that shared the same opinion.

Roshia took Lanno to the changing and dancing instrument and fell into memories.

There are two full pages telling about Roshia's past experiences.

He had a complicated expression, watching Lannuo activate his bloodline with envy and pride.

A tall building has been built inside the forum.

[Frog Fun, what Cat Head said was right, Lannuo approached Roshia just to activate his bloodline! ! ]

[What the hell, whose protagonist relies on external force to explode? ? Isn't this the role of the villain? ]

【??? This development, I really didn’t expect】

[Painless explosion, how cool! From the beginning, Lanno was not a traditional protagonist. He used Roshia's instruments to become a warlock. Is that weird?]

[I've long been tired of the protagonist's explosive teammates being killed, this setting is really strange]

[Wow, Roshia obviously has talent, but he couldn't wake up because of an accident. This is too cruel]

[If his arcane magic hadn't gone out of control and he wasn't disfigured, how handsome he would have been]

[Although the gloomy and socially anxious Roshia is also very attractive now, I still hope that he can have a happy and carefree life]

There are a bunch of people who quietly started to support CP

【Broccoli is so delicious! 】

[What kind of a name is Broccoli! But Roshia really listens to Lanno. He does whatever he says. He even thinks of him first when it comes to activating bloodline. He himself is so eager to become a warlock.]

[I think Broccoli's affection for him is mutual. Lanno treats him well and feeds him every meal. If he eats a bite, Roshia gets a share.]

[What is this called, approaching with a purpose, but being tamed in the process of getting along? ]

Some people also expressed dissatisfaction with the attitude of the villagers in Oran Village.

[These villagers are toxic, right? Just because Roshia wears a mask, has a prosthetic eye, and is a loner, they think he is a bad guy and keep ostracizing him? ? ]

[If Roshia is so powerful, can't he just beat these people? I've been angry for so long in vain. I'm speechless.]

[Haha, this is what fools are like (sweating like soybeans jpg)]

[Are you okay? What do you mean by fooling the people? The villagers don't have a God's perspective, so how do they know Roshia's character? His appearance is easy to be misunderstood.]

[+1, when Roshia first came out, didn’t you all say he was a villain?]

Duck Egg left the discussion forum and continued reading comics.

At the bonfire party, under Lanno's guidance, the villagers discussed Roshia one after another, and only then did they realize that he had secretly helped so many people.

[It’s cool, I love watching this kind of reversal]

[Hehe, now you know that Roshia is a good person, right? Why didn't you do that before? You obviously received help, but didn't you thank him right away? ]

[(Picture) Look at Luo Xiya's aggrieved and touching expression. Damn villagers, I will call the police to arrest those who received help but didn't say anything!!!]

I silently liked it, and found that several comments were blocked as soon as they were posted. It seemed to say...

High energy ahead?

Let me see what's so powerful.

With doubt in her mind, she slid her fingers and read ten lines at a glance. After seeing the refreshed screen clearly, her eyes widened.

【？ ？ ？】

[Villagers, just disappeared like this???]

[Oh my god, did Ranmajun peek on the screen and see the comments of the villagers who were dissatisfied with him, so he killed them? ]

[Wow... I just said I hope there are no more villagers]

[It turns out to be you, the Prophet’s Blade]

[The people who massacred the village probably did it for MSI]

[So, the main plot of the comic has appeared, the MSI Defense War? ]

【Maybe it's the revenge of broccoli】