Original God: Trick Wendy into blitzkrieg to winter

"Well, please send this masterpiece of mine to that vixen, and tell her, 'Mr. Anheng hopes you will read my humble work.'"

An Heng put a thick stack of manuscript paper into a file bag and then handed it to editor Kuroda.

"How did you manage to write so many chapters in such a short time?"

Kuroda looked at the bulging file bag and was also surprised by An Heng's hand speed.

An Heng waved his hand when he heard this, without further explanation.

After all, he couldn't possibly say that he used his clone to write for him...

"Okay, I understand. I will pass it on to Lord Yae-miyaji for you now."

Kuroda nodded, and without further questioning, he handed the file bag to a servant beside him.

Please ask him to deliver the novel to Narukami Taisha Shrine.

"Don't bother, Editor Kuroda, I'm here."

Just as the servant was about to set out to deliver the goods, a lazy voice sounded in the distance,

Then a pink light flashed, and Yae Shinko, wearing a shrine maiden's costume, appeared at the door of Yae Hall.

"Oh, what kind of wind can blow a busy man like you to Yaedo?"

After Shenzi took the file bag and sent Kuroda away,

She covered her red lips lightly and said to An Heng in surprise.

"What kind of wind? Of course it's a force eight gale, otherwise you think I love coming to your damn place."

An Heng waved his hand and said with a look of disgust,

Then he stole a glance at the Son of God beside him and added as a matter of course,

"To be honest, I just want to get some Mora from you. Hey, you are one of the richest women in Inazuma."

Upon hearing this, the Son of God rolled his eyes at An Heng and said in a sarcastic tone,

"You're the only one who can write novels. Humph, it's not that easy to make money from my Yaedo."

The Son of God crossed his arms and pretended to be generous and said to An Heng,

"How about this, if you call me Sister Shenzi, I can consider relaxing my review of you~"

Hearing this, An Heng glanced disdainfully at the vixen beside him who was looking smug, and said meaningfully,

"I am very confident in my novels. What I write can make readers feel as if they are in the story!"

An Heng deliberately emphasized the four words "immersive", and then secretly revealed a malicious smile.

"Since you said so, come and let the respected Lord Yae Miyaji come and appreciate your masterpiece."

Shen Zi smiled and shook the file bag, then walked towards the reception room at the back.

Arriving at the reception room, Shen Zi found a comfortable position and lay on his side on the mat, not caring at all about the faint spring light leaking out from the root of his thigh.

"That won't do, Lord An Heng~"

After covering his thighs with a file bag, Shen Zi said to An Heng in a coquettish voice,

"You have a girlfriend, so you can't make a mistake here, otherwise I, a weak woman, can't bear the anger of your girlfriend~"

An Heng looked at the Son of God who looked like a dramatic actor in front of him in silence, and replied with disdain,

"No one would really be interested in a hundreds-year-old old fox! No way!"

The Son of God was stunned when he heard this, and he clenched his fists with a slightly angry look on his face.

What do you mean by a hundreds-year-old old fox? I am still very young!

You actually said that to me. Then your novel will definitely not be published in our Yaedo!

The Son of God muttered in his heart.

"You smooth-talking fellow, I hope your novel is really that good, otherwise... humph!"

Shen Zi stood up, opened the file bag, and took out a one-centimeter-thick draft of the novel.

“Why are the handwritings in all your drafts different?”

After Shen Zi took a quick look, he asked with a puzzled look on his face.

"Don't worry about it, it's fine as long as it looks good."

An Heng coughed lightly and said as if nothing happened.

"Who knows why the handwriting of those clones is different!"

An Heng muttered in dissatisfaction in his heart.

"'Reincarnated as the Third Prince, and Started by Blowing Up the Castle'? What kind of a name is that..."

The Son of God muttered in dissatisfaction, then reached out and turned to the first page.

Suddenly, a red light flashed on the manuscript paper, and an imprint of a joyful mask pattern appeared on the paper, and then quickly stuck to the forehead of the Son of God.

Shen Zi was also shocked when he saw this, and just wanted to move the manuscript away, but it went against his will.

At that moment, her consciousness seemed to be forced into a mysterious space.

"My head hurts. Where is this?"

Shen Zi looked at the strange buildings around him and muttered uncertainly,

"It must be that guy An Heng's doing!"

The Son of God was surrounded by countless magnificent palaces, and many palace maids in strange costumes were walking around her.

Boom!Boom!

The ground suddenly shook, and then the Son of God felt that something was staring at him.

She subconsciously raised her head and saw a man several dozen meters tall and dressed in court robes looking at her with interest.

"Oh my, the Third Prince has grown taller again!"

Just as Shen Zi was stunned, a woman dressed in concubine's clothes suddenly appeared beside her.

Pointing at the Third Prince who was standing high up, he said with a look of surprise.

Shen Zi's eyelids twitched when he heard this. He shouldn't have believed that fun-loving guy and read some novel...

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"Why hasn't this guy woken up yet? Isn't the story over yet?"

An Heng looked at the Son of God whose expression kept changing, and muttered in a low voice with some uncertainty.

At first, An Heng had a sudden idea and planned to trick this pink-haired fox.

He then used the power of [memory] to construct a false world and projected his own novel onto it.

As for the reason...of course it's interesting.

"Never mind her, set up the camera first. It would be bad if we miss something interesting."

An Heng took out a special camera and placed it on the table. He then adjusted the height and aimed the camera at the fox's pretty face.

After everything was arranged, An Heng nodded with satisfaction and turned on the recording function.

"what!"

Just as An Heng pressed the record button, the Son of God's exclamation reached An Heng's ears.

Then An Heng saw the Son of God suddenly open his eyes, kneel on one knee, and say respectfully to the front,

"The maid Yajyou Shenzi pays respects to the Third Prince!"

An Heng was also happy when he heard this. He coughed lightly, put his hands behind his back, and nodded in satisfaction.

Then he stretched out his hand and made a dragging motion forward, and said to the Son of God with a smug look on his face,

"Ahem, um, dear Son of God, please stand up~"

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"Hasn't the man named Huan Yue Yi Dou been found yet?"

The general asked Kujo Sara with a serious face.

"Reporting to the general, there has been no trace of him in the past two days. Even the Arotaki Ichito from the Arotaki faction said that he never had any brother."

Sara nodded and said respectfully.

"It doesn't matter. Everything remains the same. This afternoon, I will begin the inlaying ceremony of the 100th Eye of God!"