Mo Yan realized that Ning Yixuan was a bit brainless, and suddenly Mo Yan remembered something interesting.
So she contacted Tuanzi.
Mo Yan: "Tuanzi, do you think this person is good or bad? Oh, I forgot to ask you, what was the original owner's wish again?"
Tuanzi: "Boss, the original owner's wish is for her son to be well, and for herself to be well as well. Ning Yixuan is the heroine of this world, so I suggest you help her."
Mo Yan: "Okay, you can get lost now."
Tuanzi: "???"
Mo Yan immediately severed the connection, sending it back into the dark room. This confirmed that Ning Yixuan was indeed their so-called female lead, and also a brain-dead person who was there to disrupt the world's values. Of course, there might be more than one, like the person in the previous poetry collection.
Stealing someone else's poetry collection is stealing their labor, no different from robbery. Even if those famous poets are ancient people who have long since died, this is their hard work and should not be trampled on.
Since Ning Yixuan is the brain-dead idiot who's causing chaos in the world, we can't let her keep causing trouble for too long.
"You're really something, managing to write a book in just one night?" Mo Yan sneered, then slammed the object directly onto her head.
If you've time-traveled, fine, but if you want to improve yourself, then work hard. Instead of being so brain-dead, dreaming is fine, but thinking you're the center of the world is a bit outrageous.
The reason for calling Tuanzi out was to confirm whether Ning Yixuan was indeed the brainless person who was disrupting the world's fortune. Mo Yan thought that they probably wanted to disrupt the fortune of each small world, give all the good fortune to the brainless person, and then when the world collapsed, they could take advantage of the chaos and absorb the heavenly fortune of the small world.
The reason we were able to discover it so quickly is thanks to Tuanzi; it's such a great system.
To find out who's behind this, we need to start with Tuanzi.
"Is Your Majesty jealous of me? Just because you can't do it doesn't mean I can't, okay?"
Ning Yixuan snorted coldly, feeling that she was now a talented woman.
Of course, she didn't write this in a day; it took her more than a month, writing a little bit every day, to finally produce this.
She didn't remember some things very clearly, so she just made up a rough idea.
Mo Yan saw the correct ones because they were catchy and written at the beginning; the rest were nonsensical and utter garbage.
"Then write it for me! Write it now, and let's see if you can finish it in a day!"
Mo Yan sneered, picked up the teacup and took a sip. "If you can write it down, we can move on to the next line. But if you can't, then your reign as Consort Chen is over."
Writing hundreds of poems in one night—does she think everyone else is as foolish as she is?
Putting everything else aside, the timing just doesn't match up.
She looked inside and saw it was a very thick book. It must have at least seven or eight hundred poems.
"I..." Ning Yixuan looked to Yuan Ling for help, "Your Majesty, I was exhausted last night~"
If she hadn't brought up last night, it would have been fine, but as soon as she did, Yuan Ling felt like she'd been tricked.
"Write it now. If you can't write it, it proves you're lying, and you'll be demoted to 'agree' immediately."
"If you've written it down, then you're now considered a VIP."
Ning Yixuan: "!!!"
"Why!" Ning Yixuan didn't understand. Why?
"Plagiarism is shameful," Yuan Ling said bluntly.
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