Chapter 17 Keyboard Warriors and Dump Trucks

"What kind of stupid novel is this? I worked so hard to follow it for half a year, and this is the ending?"

At the intersection, the boy was holding a fried dough stick in one hand and swiping his smartphone with the other, while yelling.

The red light is stopping traffic at this moment, so I can just catch up on the novel I'm reading recently.

He will have a final exam in psychology later. If he performs well, he can go to a related institution for internship with the recommendation of his tutor.

But the ending of the novel was really not to his liking, so his mood was now completely focused on the confrontation.

Holding the fried dough stick in his mouth, the boy held the mobile phone in both hands, his two thumbs turned into afterimages, and began to dance on the keyboard.

Beautiful paragraphs of text quickly took shape and were posted in the comment section.

"Bushgomen, I spend the money of a pack of cigarettes every month to read your novels. I have been chasing you for so long, and the result is this disgusting?"

"The second half of the book is pure fluff. If I hadn't wanted to see how my favorite characters ended up, I wouldn't have wasted my money on it."

"Let's not talk about the water injection issue for now. Do you know what the biggest problem with your book is? The character collapses!"

"I'm too lazy to comment on the protagonist you wrote. He was so great and righteous in the early stage, but I don't know what happened in the later stage. He suddenly became a human pile driver. If you don't know me, you would think you are schizophrenic!"

"As for the women in the main characters, haha, they don't have any character, they are just pure inflated lumps."

"It's nothing but flirting, and it's always the same old 'blushing cheeks' and 'heart-pounding'. Aren't you tired of it? Why don't I go to the Japan and Korea section of Real Seven Star Entertainment?"

"After reading the whole book, the only character that impressed me was the villain princess."

"Although he is ugly, at least his character is interesting, his goals are clear, and he carries out his beliefs from beginning to end."

"As for her ending, it's not bad either. She died miserably in loneliness instead of being whitewashed and taken into the protagonist's harem. This is the only bright spot that deserves praise."

"The above is my opinion, as a bookworm for ten years, which comes from my heart. If you are not convinced, please come and argue with me."

After typing so many words with great pleasure, the boy sent them out with satisfaction.

Sure enough, within a dozen seconds, that comment was criticized to the point of being criticized dozens of times.

"You like villains? What are your values?"

"Look if you want, get lost if you don't!"

"If you can do it, then go ahead."

Looking at these people's frustrated looks, the young man smiled happily.

He was responding to the above remarks while walking across the zebra crossing.

Just then, a new prompt popped up.

The boy clicked on it and found that a book friend had sent him a private message.

I thought it was just another war of words.

Unexpectedly, the private message contained only a short sentence.

"If you were given a chance to change everything, would you lead the story to the ending you expected?"

"certainly."

The boy replied without thinking.

After all, the emotion that the first half of the book brought to him was not false.

If you don't really like it, who would ask for scolding like this? The next second, accompanied by the sudden brake sound of the mud truck, a classic and clichéd scene happened.

On the soft big bed, Lin En slowly opened his eyes.

He seemed to have a vague dream and remembered some things from the past.

While sitting up from the bed, Lin En looked around blankly.

Unlike the dark and damp underground prison in his memory last night, at this moment, he was in a spacious room.

The surrounding decorations are extremely luxurious, and there are matching dressing tables, wardrobes, washrooms, etc., almost catching up with the previous private residence in the imperial capital.

After living in a slum guest room for more than half a month, Lin En felt as if he was in another world when he felt the softness of the double bed under him.

He is now full of energy and no longer feels the uncomfortable feeling he had before. He has completely recovered.

This must be Augusta Manor.

Lynn thought silently in his heart.

Although I don’t know how long I slept, it seems that I passed the tests of Ivester and others in the underground laboratory that night.

She must really believe that the hypnosis experiment worked.

Thinking of this, Lynn got out of bed quietly, put on the clothes prepared by the bed, washed up in the bathroom, and then rang the bell by the bed.

A few seconds later, a girl in a maid outfit walked in and said with a smile, "Guest, wake up."

Before she could finish her words, she was stunned when she saw Lin En dressed neatly.

"Actually, if you have anything to ask, you can just ring the bell." The young maid bowed in fear, "Leave things like washing and changing clothes to us."

"It's okay, lead the way."

Lynn shook her head to show that she didn't care.

Hearing this, the young maid was stunned again: "What?"

Lin En explained patiently: "Take me to see that prince."

"Oh, oh, okay, okay!"

The maid hurriedly made way for him, smiled flatteringly, and led him out of the room.

Obviously, she didn't expect that the strange guest in front of her had predicted everything, causing her to lose the initiative.

Lynn followed behind her, walking through the long and ancient corridor. The lifelike statues and murals on both sides of the road all demonstrated the restrained luxury and dignity of the Augusta family.

Just as he was thinking about what to say when he saw Yvesette later, two other maids suddenly came in front of him.

But compared to the person in front of Lin En, they looked cold.

If you think about it carefully, this kind of arrogance in his bones is exactly the same as that of the gay young master in Augusta Manor.

It is true that like master, like servant.

Fortunately, the two maids who were walking towards him knew their limits and did not do anything stupid to force him to slap himself in the face. Instead, they saluted him quite seriously.

"Sir, His Royal Highness is enjoying afternoon tea on the lawn in the side courtyard."

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"I see."

Lynn nodded and continued walking forward.

But after taking a few steps, I heard a muffled scolding from behind me.

"Have you finished the cleaning you were asked to do? Have you mopped the floor? You've been lazy all day, you're such a lowly bastard. People who come from the slums are uneducated."

"S-Sorry, I'll do it right away!"

"I told you, don't fool us with such a smiling face, it makes us angry!"

"I heard that your sister is very ill. She must be in need of money recently, right? But with the housework being so difficult, you'd better not think about it this month."

"But, but you guys also took away my salary from last month."

“Bang!”

Suddenly, there was a crisp sound of slapping from behind.

Hearing this, Lin En stopped, turned off the system, and sighed slightly.

[Character name: Nina Bellamy]

[Plot level: E]

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"I'm sorry, I don't know how to get there, so could you please ask the lady to show me the way?"

He turned around and said helplessly.

Why not do something that comes easily?

"Oh, I'm so sorry, guest!"

When they found out that Lin En had not gone far, the two arrogant maids suddenly panicked.

However, he felt relieved when he saw that Lin En didn't seem to have any intention of intervening in the dispute.

After the two maids left, the young maid named Nina seemed a little hesitant.

She turned her head away, trying hard to hold back her tears.

But she accidentally blinked, and crystal tears immediately flowed down.

Seeing this, Nina wiped it in a panic, then with red eyes, she pursed her lips and gave Lin En a flattering smile.

"Sir, I will lead the way for you."

To be honest, it's rare to see a flattering smile on a girl's face.

Only a weak guy who is too used to catering to others will display this expression as a protective color.

However, the downside is that for those with bad hearts, this smile will only make them want to bully her more.

Lynn fancied himself a kindhearted fellow, so he pretended not to see the tears in her eyes.

For a moment, the atmosphere was a little depressing.

Augusta Manor was very large. It took him more than ten minutes to walk through the winding mansion and finally reach a side door on the first floor.

At this moment, the sun is shining outside.

"Sir, please go a little further and you will see His Highness having afternoon tea. It is not convenient for me to go there. Please go by yourself."

Nina whispered.

Lynn nodded and prepared to open the door and walk out.

But just as he grasped the brass handle, he seemed to have thought of something, and suddenly said: "There is a proverb in my hometown, which is 'you are what you eat'. Although I don't agree with it, I still give it to you."

"Blindly enduring hardship and suffering will not make you successful, but will only bring you endless suffering."

"If you want to be a superior person, don't learn to endure hardship, learn to eat people."

(End of this chapter)