Chapter 848 Chapter 10: What are you afraid of?
When the shrill sound of sirens surrounded the entrance of the building of this Internet technology company.
The man is still trying his best to write the last chapter.
"Lin Ziyu...? Lin Ziyu! Where's the outline...? There's no outline at the end. How should I write...how should I write?!"
The long period of time without Lin Ziyu's voice coming from the earphones and the sound of sirens downstairs made his hands tremble constantly.
Lin Ziyu came to know this world, and after realizing that this world was not actually the so-called reality, he became a point of contradiction in this world.
Since it does not belong, it should not exist. If it exists, it means that it has a certain rationality.
If the two contradict each other.
Then there must be something wrong with the world. A world with problems is an abnormal anchor point.
This is the effect Lin Ziyu wants to create.
But what happens next?
The man couldn't waste any more time here. The police would be here soon, and if he was caught now, he would not be able to clear himself of any suspicion.
The cracks in this world now are not enough to achieve the effect that Lin Ziyu wants, but he did not send the subsequent plot direction to himself, and no sound came from the headphones.
So he tried to write something, but he didn't know if it would be useful, but now he had no time.
The man hugged his laptop tightly as if it was more important than his life.
His steps were quick and heavy, and his heartbeat echoed in his chest like a drum.
His eyes quickly scanned the corridor, searching for any possible escape route.
The elevator's indicator light flashed, indicating that it was slowly rising, which gave him an unprecedented sense of urgency.
It's almost 2 o'clock now, it's impossible for anyone to come back here to work, so the person who came is obviously a policeman, or... or someone else.
The man didn't dare to linger any longer. He turned around and rushed towards the stairwell.
The stairwell was dimly lit, with only the occasional flashlight beam flickering below.
He knew that the light of those flashlights represented the presence of pursuers, who were approaching step by step.
"What should I do? What should I do?" He muttered to himself, with despair in his voice.
But he had no time to wallow in panic, he had to find a way out.
He chose to go up the stairs, even though it wasn't an ideal option.
The man's body seemed to have rarely been exercised and was not adapted to this high-intensity exercise. His breathing soon became rapid, and sweat slid down his forehead, blurring his vision.
But he couldn't stop, he had to keep going.
With every level he climbed, his physical strength was depleted, but his will became stronger.
He heard the footsteps getting closer downstairs, the clear sound of the elevator door opening, and the vague conversations that made his heart beat faster.
He gritted his teeth and resisted the urge to stop and rest.
He knew that if he stopped, he might never get up again. He had to keep crawling until he found safety, or until he found a chance to escape.
but......
Climbing up, is there really such a place...
Clang——
With a loud bang, he broke open the door to the top floor of the 40th floor.
This door seemed to be the last obstacle to freedom, and he used his last bit of strength to push it open.
Then the next second, his body seemed to lose support and he fell to the ground.
Now he could no longer move an inch and could only lie on his back on the ground, gasping for breath.
His lungs felt like they were about to explode, and every breath was accompanied by severe pain.
“Cough… cough cough…”
His heartbeat gradually calmed down, but the physical fatigue would not dissipate.
The weather forecast says it will be nice tonight.
But when he looked up, there were only dark clouds in the sky, without a single star.
This made him feel ironic. Perhaps this was a trick of fate. Even though he tried his best to escape to the roof, the sky was still gloomy.
No matter how hard I try, I still can't see the light.
He subconsciously raised his hand, wanting to touch the sky.
He waved his fingers gently in the air, as if he could feel the invisible force separating him from the sky.
Now he was lying on the roof of the 40th floor, 120 meters from the ground, but even so, the sky, even those dark clouds were still so far away.
He closed his eyes and felt the night breeze.
Or... let's just end it like this.
It might be a good idea to stop here.
Just then, he heard footsteps.
It was the sound of high heels stepping on the concrete floor, so he propped himself up and sat up.
Sure enough, the devil-like woman was walking towards him step by step. She even arrived here before him... ?
"Editor-in-Chief Bai..."
The man held the laptop tightly in his arms, but the woman seemed to have no interest in it at all.
She walked over to the man, squatted down, and whispered, "Didn't we agree on this? Write a new book and follow the same routine. Even if it doesn't become a hit, you can still get the royalties and won't starve to death."
"Look at what's happened now. A new book is out of the question. Everyone on the internet is cursing you. Why bother? I'm afraid no editor would dare to sign you even if you change your name."
The woman said this with pretended regret, then she changed the subject, supporting her chin with her hand and looking at the man.
"As we agreed before, I'll give you another chance. It's not like there's no market for the stories you like to write. It's just that the energy and cost required to promote them is too high."
"If it's released, it might be very popular, but if it fails, we'll lose everything. How could we possibly bet on someone as mediocre as you?"
The woman tapped her lips lightly with her little finger, and she seemed to enjoy the frightened look on the man in front of her because of her words.
"But...if you can give up this book and promise to listen to me and do as I say, I can give you a chance, a chance...to make a name for yourself."
"Why would you even consider this? You're just typing "End of Book" at the end of the chapter. Is that that difficult?"
"Don't be silly. Are you thinking that this book is your child, your labor of love? It's not the first time you've cut a book."
The man didn't say anything, just stared at the woman.
"Oh......"
The man suddenly laughed.
When Bai Ling heard the chuckle, the expression on her face gradually turned cold.
"What are you laughing at?"
"I always thought you wanted me to finish the book because I was out of control, but just now, I think I know the answer."
"What do you mean?"
"...You're afraid of this book. No, you're afraid of this fake world you created... You're afraid of this book."
A cold light slowly flashed across the woman's eyes, and then she smiled faintly.
"You...discovered it?"
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