This card game is kind of weird

Chapter 68 Wen Zhiyi

While everyone was resting, Wednesday was wondering whether to use that lottery opportunity.

The previous lottery draws had already made him lose interest in this function, but now...according to the 19 collectibles, there are still 16 left!If they were all in this building, I am afraid that the number of soul bodies on the upper three floors would reach a terrifying number.

With their lineup, they can deal with up to 4 soul bodies at the same time... Once there are more than 4, it is almost impossible for them to escape. After all, this is a closed space and their home field.

Seeing on Wednesday, no one is paying attention to him for the time being, so I quickly clicked on the little ghost's bulging stomach.

[Congratulations to the host for obtaining an SSR card. 】

SSR!

Probably because of the strong yin here, the result of the lottery draw was much better than the previous two times.

It's just...the black box is not with him, don't know...

On Wednesday, I opened my backpack with a sense of luck, and breathed a sigh of relief when I saw the SSR card.

He clicked on the new SSR, and the information on the screen was updated instantly.

The image of the card character is displayed at the top, a man with short hair and elegant eyes. Judging from his attire, he should have lived in the era of Wednesday before his death.

【Name: Wen Zhiyi】

【Age: Unknown】

[Level: 1 (upgradeable)]

【arms:? ? ? 】

[Small theater: to be opened]

[Note: SSR card cannot be copied]

On Wednesday, I happily went to the small theater.

However, to his surprise, this small theater is completely different from the way of the time trial. It feels like he has come to a parallel space... He is still him, his clothes and body are the same, but he is in The environment has completely changed.

A single bed, a small square table, a laptop... and Wen Zhiyi wearing glasses.

"You came?"

Wen Zhiyi poked his head out from behind the notebook and smiled at Wednesday, he was not surprised or confused about his arrival.

"You knew I was coming?"

Is it a card game?

Because N cards copy wild goblins... and SSRs exist like NPCs?

"Hmm... just felt it." He closed his notebook, took off his glasses and rubbed the bridge of his nose, "What time is it outside?"

"About eleven or twelve o'clock in the evening?"

"I mean year month day..."

"April 2016, 11."

"It's 2016..." Wen Zhiyi sighed with emotion. The time on the computer stopped at the moment he died. There was only eternal light in the room. Without day and night, he couldn't tell the time at all.

"It just so happens that I've written a 1000 million-word fantasy novel here with no distractions in the past few years. Take a look..."

"... "

Black lines all over his face on Wednesday: "Now? 1000 million words?"

Even if it costs 10 yuan an hour, he has to watch it without sleep for more than 4 days... What else can he do after he goes out?Don't feel dizzy and don't want to do anything?
"Yes, as long as you finish reading this novel, I will go with you."

"You seem to know the purpose of my coming."

"Of course, I'm here to wait for you... Do you want to see it or not?"

Wednesday was silent, and suddenly raised a smiling face, and put his arms around Wen Zhiyi's shoulder: "Look, I must read it! I like reading novels the most! But it's not convenient here? I can't live and eat with you for four days, can I?" ? Look at this, how about we go out first, and then find a time to talk in detail? There are a lot of people who like to read novels in my place, how about sharing good things with everyone?"

"There are many people who like to read novels?" Wen Zhiyi smiled slightly, "Then you promise to find me 10 fans, and I will go out with you."

10?
Think a little Wed.

Me, Luo Xiuzhen, Yang Xu, Chen Yu, Shen Cuicui, Xingfu, Cugu, Xu Xianglu, You Bai... plus Tiantian?
Mom, exactly 10!

Wednesday chuckled: "There is no problem at all, 10 is too trivial, I will definitely find you a few more in the future when I have the ability!"

"Really?!" Wen Zhiyi's cheeks were slightly flushed with excitement, "Then let's go!"

After all, he grabbed Wednesday's hand and pulled him towards the notebook.

Ripples appeared on the black fuselage, as if a channel connecting the two places had been opened.

A picture emerged faintly. I just saw myself sitting on the sofa on Wednesday, and the next moment I was in a trance and returned to reality.

He weighed his hand, looked down on Wednesday, and found that he had a blank diary open in his hand.

Several messages appeared in his mind at the same time.

【Name: Wen Zhiyi】

【Age: 36】

【Level: 1】

【arms:? ? ? 】

【Small theater: to be completed】

[For web writers, inspiration is the source of everything, give Wen Zhiyi corresponding inspiration, enrich the diary, and you can get corresponding experience points to upgrade]

[Note: SSR card cannot be copied]

It seems that just now is just an activation step, and I will have to find time to complete the small theater in the future.

Now…

I heard that Wen Zhiyi needs an inspiration upgrade?
He happened to come into contact with a lot of new things recently, so I just wanted to provide him with some information.

Thinking of this person, Zhou Zhou called softly: "Wen Zhiyi?"

A few ghosts around heard the sound and raised their heads, and the next thing they saw was another soul body beside him...

"Damn it!" Luo Xiuzhen had a look of disbelief, "What's going on? How much more have you hidden?"

"What is Tibet?" Wednesday gave him a dissatisfied look, then turned his head and looked sideways at Wen Zhiyi, "Do you need inspiration? What direction? Setting? Beginning? Or plot?"

At any rate, he has read novels for more than ten years. Although he hasn't written any novels, he still knows what he should know.

"Of course it's the plot..." Wen Zhiyi conjured up a diary as if by magic, which looked exactly the same as the one he had just held, "Tell me, what's there?"

"Cough." Wednesday lowered his voice inexplicably guilty.

In the next ten minutes, he recounted all the things he encountered in the previous missions.

Although the statement was weak and not interesting at all, but fortunately, it was basically something he had personally experienced, so he spoke fluently.

Wen Zhiyi writes very quickly, his pen never stops, each short story-like story comes alive on the paper...

【Your little story inspired Wen Zhiyi, and he gave you a D-level evaluation】

[Evaluate D-level, get 1 experience point, 1 N card, 1 R card]

【Your little story inspired Wen Zhiyi, and he gave you a C-level evaluation】

[Evaluate C level, get 5 experience points, 5 N cards, 5 R cards]

……

From the horror of taking a taxi to the disappearing woman to the mine village... to the story of the little boy who happened not long ago, there are a total of 8 short stories, 3 C-level, 5 D-level, which brought him 20 experience points, 20 With the reward of 20 N card and 3 R cards, Wen Zhiyi's level also rose to level [-] with the end of the last short story.

According to how he felt on Wednesday, his current strength should be similar to Chen Yu's...

Perhaps the power of SSR lies in its ability to be upgraded, rather than its initial ability...

He kind of expected Wen Zhiyi's ability to show.

(End of this chapter)