Chapter 40 World Presence
"What did she know?" Qiu Wuji was still asking Chu Ge this question until Yueying was gone.
Chu Ge wiped his hair and walked out of the bathroom, looking around and saying something else: "This girl is very wary of people. She left as soon as I came out."
Qiu Wuji suddenly jumped up in anger: "Chu Ge! You are giving me back my good name!"
"Hey, hey, hey, why did you hit me because others misunderstood you?" Chu Ge took a defensive stance: "We have a clear conscience and we know it ourselves. Why do we care what others think?"
"Bah!" Qiu Wuji thought to himself, this is different. I really want to take this girl back with me. But I am the sect leader there. It's different, it's different.
She said angrily, "If Yueying could find a house to move to, I can do the same."
Chu Ge looked at her sympathetically: "At present, it seems that your way of making money is not feasible..."
Qiu Wuji asked: "How much is this house?"
"This place is remote and not expensive. Counting the property fees, water, electricity, and other things, the total cost is less than 3,000 yuan a month."
"That's all?" Qiu Wuji was stunned for a moment: "The rent alone is three thousand. You type for a month, and one-third of it is lost here?"
"Yes. After all, this place is close to the business district. A place a little further away would be cheaper, but a place too far away would be inconvenient. Besides, our place has two bedrooms and a living room after all. It would be much cheaper to rent a single room."
"Your place is already small enough, and you want a single room? How can someone live there?"
"...Yes, Yunji Sect has thousands of miles of green mountains, and Sect Master Qiu has been wronged."
Qiu Wuji asked: "What if I buy it?"
"It's not expensive, just over 20,000 per square meter, and our room is over 80 square meters."
Qiu Wuji made a rough estimate and found that the more than 160 robberies that day were enough to buy a house. Well, if one robbery was carried out every day, it would take half a year, and if one robbery was carried out every month, it would take more than ten years.
You have to go without food and drink.
You call this inexpensive?
"You said you make more than 10,000 yuan a month, and you live better than most people." Qiu Wuji asked, "Then who do other people rely on to buy houses?"
Chu Ge: "... myself, my wife, my parents, my parents-in-law, that's six wallets. Of course, I also need a bank loan."
Qiu Wuji: “…”
Chu Ge glanced at her, and it seemed to mean that if we pool our money together, we can have two wallets. My parents can also contribute a little, but if I don’t have my parents-in-law, I can just work harder and take on the responsibility myself…
Qiu Wuji lost his desire to buy a house, and even the idea of renting a house faded a lot. He suddenly asked a nonsensical question: "Flat, does it mean a flat surface?"
"Um, square, area."
"I see that the nightclub is much taller than our house. The heights are obviously different, so why is it calculated by area? Shouldn't it be calculated by cubic meters?"
Chu Ge was stumped by the question. He rubbed his chin and thought for a long time before answering uncertainly: "Maybe... it's easier to make money in the second dimension?"
Qiu Wuji didn't understand: "I've heard you say this word several times. What does it mean?"
"Well, it's just the fantasy of falling in love with the paper figures in books or paintings... uh..." Chu Ge suddenly shut his mouth.
Qiu Wuji glanced at him sideways, his eyes were ambiguous.
I thought it was such a strange word, isn't that you?
Chugo returned to his room in a panic: "I meditated and went to sleep. It's late."
"Wait a minute." Qiu Wuji hesitated and said, "Is there any way to let Yueying enter our world?"
Chu Ge sighed: "I knew you had this idea, but this is impossible. I can't even get in myself, how can I send others in?"
"How about adding a character like this later in the story?" Qiu Wuji asked, "I see you keep introducing new characters, right? This one just needs to be well-set up?"
"Of course you can, but even if I write a new character based on Yueying, it's just a character 'based on Yueying', and Yueying and I are still two different people. Just like when I write the protagonist, I mean myself, but in fact it's not."
Qiu Wuji rested his elbows on his knees and supported his chin.
Seeing the way she was thinking about writing a book, Chu Ge couldn't help but laugh: "Hey, I see you are getting more and more proficient in writing books now. Do you want to write the sequel yourself? Follow my outline. The heroine can write it herself and do it herself. I wanted to see it when you first came out. It must be fun."
Qiu Wuji's eyes lit up: "Is it effective?"
"Whether it works or not, I dare not let you write. I'm kidding. Because our writing styles cannot be consistent. If readers find out that I'm writing on my behalf, it will be a disaster. If you really want to write, learn my writing style first. If you can learn 70% or 80%, you can give it a try. I think it should be effective by then. The development of that world cannot be determined by who specifically types. As long as the writing style is consistent and the plot continues the complete world according to my ideas, it should be effective."
At this point, Chu Ge paused and said seriously: "I always feel that the fundamental meaning of the so-called self-consistency is that only what can convince the readers is effective."
Qiu Wuji was stunned. She had never thought of this angle. She said hesitantly, "If it is related to the readers, then our world capabilities should also be affected to a certain extent by the number of readers. The world seen by many people should not be the same as the world seen by one or two people."
Chu Ge thought absentmindedly for a long time, then shook his head slightly: "No, it's not the world power. The world power has been set, and the upper limit is just that high. The human world that has not yet ascended cannot escape this framework. What is affected is most likely... the sense of existence and influence."
He said dreamily: "How real and concrete can the things I write be... Because the more people read the books, the deeper the imprint will be in this world, and the stronger the sense of existence will be. Just like people believe that there was a Diao Chan in the late Han Dynasty, then whether she existed in real history or not is no longer important. Her existence is more real than many real people, so she exists."
Qiu Wuji was a little stunned after hearing this.
I originally thought that it didn’t matter whether he succeeded or not as long as he finished writing the book, but now looking at it this way, it seems that it does matter?
"When it reaches a certain level, your world will become more real, and it will definitely be more stably connected to this world. I can go in, and your original body can come out. I may even be able to let more people in." Chu Ge concluded: "I don't know if this will affect my ability, but the extent of my ability will definitely be positively correlated with this, and they complement each other."
Qiu Wuji was silent for a while, then said quietly: "Then why don't you hurry up and type some words!"
Chu Ge: “…”
Chu Ge went to type hard, and Qiu Wuji slipped back to her room to surf the Internet. This time she didn't watch any videos, but read Chu Ge's previous books.
Thinking about his writing style?
In the room opposite, Yueying curled up on the bed. The wound on her lower abdomen had been treated by Qiu Wuji at some point, but the simple treatment failed to cure it and she still felt a dull pain.
She opened her eyes, not knowing what she was thinking, and spent the whole night in a sleepless state.
On the other side, Miracle Nightclub.
Lin Wuyang led the crowd into the nightclub. The pole dancing inside had already ended and the guests were dancing and drinking normally. The scene was peaceful.
Someone came up to them and said, "Oh, the police officers are still working so hard so late. Thank you for your hard work. Would you like some tea?"
Lin Wuyang didn't say anything, and walked around with the other party seemingly casually - ever since he learned from the wall-walker that there was a black boxing ring in this nightclub, he had been planning a surprise inspection for the past two days.
However, the search warrant could not be obtained, so it could only be a routine inspection to attract the attention of the person in charge here and cooperate with Gu Ruoyan to find clues about Yueying through other channels.
The "employee passage" had been sealed with a secret door, so naturally nothing was found through routine inspections.
But it would alert the enemy.
Lin Wuyang was not disappointed. He did not alert the enemy and the other party should have been prepared.
He listened to the other person's laughter, then suddenly turned his head to look into his eyes and asked, "What's underground?"
The ability is activated to force the truth!
The other party smiled slightly and said, "There is a lift stage facility underground. Officer, would you like to take a look?"
Lin Wuyang frowned. Is there really nothing?
He shook his head and continued to ask: "Are you the boss here? It seems that you were not the boss before."
The other party still smiled: "Yes, it's a family business. I just took it over a few days ago."
Lin Wuyang's mind popped up the legal status of Miracle Nightclub, and it was indeed just changed a few days ago.
That's true.
The new legal person is called Zhang...
The other party promptly introduced himself: "A newbie looking for help from a big boss... Oh, my name is Zhang Qiren, I hope the officer will take care of me."
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There may be many omissions... Please forgive me...
(End of this chapter)
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