Online game version of American comics

Chapter 352 The Great Codeword Dog
"It turns out that you are not a devil, but a damn profiteer."

After hanging up the phone and pushing open the door of his own house, Arthur Jackman whispered what he hadn't dared to say just now.

Seeing him come back, Mina, who was originally worried, breathed a sigh of relief. After hearing the words, she couldn't help but chuckled and said, "Devil? According to the myths and legends, isn't every devil a qualified profiteer?"

"Uh...well, you're right."

Arthur Jackman froze for a moment.

It seems that there is nothing wrong with these words. Devils, in myths and legends, fool people all day long and sign contracts to defraud souls. Deceiving, seducing, and playing with people's hearts are completely basic qualities.

"Okay, now you should rest in peace."

Putting aside the irrelevant thoughts of "is the jigsaw the devil?", Arthur Jackman comforted Mina and drove Mina back to the bedroom: "Don't worry, the matter is over, I just I got a call from a friend."

"Then you have to make sure that you are still there when I wake up."

It was true that Mina hadn't had much rest these days, and she lay back on the bed obediently, but before going to bed, she still stared at Arthur Jackman, as if she was deeply afraid that he would disappear again when she woke up.

"Of course, I don't go anywhere, I just write in the living room, and you can see me as soon as you get up."

Arthur Jackman comforted softly, leaned over with a smile and kissed Mina's forehead lightly, then turned and left the bedroom, closing the door behind him.

Back in the living room, he habitually lay down on the white sofa in the center of the living room with the tablet, and began to check the outline of the book that the jigsaw sent to him.

"It's just an outline. I don't know how many tens of thousands of words you have to write in one sentence, but you still need to score five to five points. It's just outrageous."

Arthur Jackman muttered while opening the received document.

There seems to be more than one outline for jigsaw transmission, and there is also a document with key points in it. When you open it, it seems to be some kind of nomenclature explanation.

"Travel? Travel through time and space to reach a different world?"

"Rebirth? Travel through time and go back to the past? Take the lead with memory?"

"Goldfinger? A special ability endowed by a mysterious force during time travel? Why is it called Goldfinger instead of Goldtoe?"

"System? Same as game? Super power?"

After opening the document explaining the term, Arthur Jackman, who was originally skeptical about the literary level of the jigsaw, lit up his eyes.

They are all rotten words and concepts in Chinese web articles, but they are very novel to him. After reading the explanation, he has a feeling of brain opening, and a few words make his mind blurred. A lot of inspiration for new works emerged.

It's a pity that these inspirations seem hazy and unsystematic, and it may take a lot of time and energy to perfect the idea.

But this also made him look forward to Jigsaw's novel outline even more, and he couldn't wait to open several other outline documents and read them.

The time immersed in the state of concentration always passed quickly, and two full hours passed before he knew it. He flipped through the documents one by one without interruption, and the excitement and surprise on his face became more and more intense. The richer it is.

"As expected of a devil..."

After reading the last paragraph, Arthur Jackman took a long breath and calmed down.

The documents that Jigsaw gave him were said to be outlines, but these outlines were very detailed. Apart from being messy and vague, it is not an exaggeration to call them detailed outlines.

Moreover, the outlines of these works are different from any themes and types of literature he has ever seen, and are completely different from the current mainstream literary style.

It's not a tear-jerking tragic epic with gorgeous rhetoric, nor is it an inspiring hero's birth. It doesn't have much in-depth thinking, no metaphors and satires, and even less attention to details and writing techniques.

But surprisingly, even if it was just some very simple plots, after fantasizing and simulating in his mind, a special charm like magic power appeared, which made him intoxicated unconsciously.

Although I didn't leave much meaningful philosophical thinking after reading it, and I can't even remember the plot clearly, but the feeling of surging and heartfelt while reading is still lingering in my mind for a long time.

The plots in the outline seem to be all specially constructed by jigsaw for human emotions. Through foreshadowing and even hints, the readers' desires and regrets are guided out, and finally complete the catharsis again and again.

Reading a book is like experiencing a brand new life, and it is also a perfect life with ups and downs and no regrets.

Playing with people's hearts is indeed the field that the devil is best at.

"This type of work is definitely more popular with ordinary people than those so-called literary classics. Tasting classics requires experience and literary background, but this type of work has no threshold, but it can bring people unattainable satisfaction in real life. ..."

He was not stupid, and he naturally saw the value of these outlines at this time.

No matter how classic a classic is, its audience is limited, but this kind of special work that targets people's desires and vents negative emotions and brings satisfaction to people can be widely sought after, even sweeping the world regardless of national boundaries.

The benefits contained in this are unimaginable. Originally, he felt a bit disadvantaged by the [-]-[-] split, but now it seems that he has picked up a big bargain.

A wide audience means best-selling, and the royalties and various derivative benefits will also be astronomical, and besides money, there is also fame, even if someone follows suit later, but as the first creator who leads the trend, I can also become a world-class famous writer who I once envied and longed for.

"With such a high value, why would Jigsaw share half of my income just because of the ghostwriting, and even give up the reputation of the creator..."

While enjoying the excitement of the future, Arthur Jackman, who has transformed a lot, was not dazzled, his heart sank, and he frowned worriedly and meditated.

Could it be that Jigsaw didn't see the value in it?
This is obviously impossible, and even I can think of it. As the true pioneer of this kind of work, Jigsaw, who also understands people's hearts extremely well, can't think of this.

And if it is according to what Jigsaw said before, he is doing it to make money as funds for the construction of the secret room, then it is obviously illogical.

Who may think that there is too much money? If Jigsaw is short of funds and finds me for money, then when they cooperate, they will definitely explain the value directly and propose a higher sharing ratio. I have no room for resistance, and I understand it. After the value, we will be happy to cooperate.

"Unless Jigsaw doesn't care about fame, and doesn't care about money at all, the so-called lack of funds for the construction of the secret room is just an excuse..."

Arthur Jackman's frown deepened.

Although he is not too afraid of the jigsaw, and even has a little inexplicable gratitude, but for this kind of high-intelligence outlaw who is good at manipulating people's hearts, it is impossible to say that he has no fear in his heart.

This is a devil living in the world.

And now the devil handed him a piece of sweet and tempting cake for unknown purpose.

Whether it is a real gift or a poison hidden under a sweet appearance, no one knows. He who takes the cake may face heaven or the abyss of hell.

"Playing with people's hearts...suggesting...guiding emotions..."

"Guide emotions..."

"mood……"

After contemplating for a long time, Arthur Jackman, who recalled the whole story and details over and over again, chewed on a few key words, and suddenly a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and all the details were integrated together under this ray of inspiration.

"Yes."

"Since the appearance of Jigsaw, all the secret rooms he made are to guide others to develop in a good way. This is his ultimate purpose or starting point, but the people that the secret room can affect are limited after all..."

"But this kind of special novel that is easy to popularize is different. It guides and hints, vents negative emotions, and makes people satisfied. This is tantamount to guiding people's hearts in disguise."

"Desire, pressure, anger and other negative factors are all satisfied and released in illusory novels, which is equivalent to a hypnotic psychotherapy for a large number of readers, and the possibility of criminal acts in reality will be greatly reduced. ..."

A logically consistent 'reasonable' explanation was generated in Arthur Jackman's mind.

It's reasonable, but it also makes him feel a bit inconsistent and absurd.

After walking around restlessly, he started talking to himself incoherently.

"Shit, I thought you were a devil, but now you tell me you are an angel? No, no, no, even an angel is a fallen angel like Lucifer..."

"Damn it, am I supposed to be involved in a scheme of the mastermind behind the scenes? Brainwashing the world? I'm crazy to agree to him..."

(End of this chapter)