However, I refuse!

"That is, what the protagonist does is done by another person, and once she replaces the original protagonist and completes what the protagonist should do, then...she can be called the 'protagonist'! The plot where the country is formed into an array replaces the appearance of the little emperor's Supreme Teigu, which just happens to be the ladder for Alia to sublimate and become the protagonist."

As he spoke, Li Hao pointed to the iron frame.To be precise, it was the corpse in the iron frame, the corpse named Alia.

"..." Edward swallowed his throat, he felt his breathing became a little short,

"Oh, why do I feel that Lord Shenming seems to be trembling right now? Could it be, are you aware of something? For example: I... really have the ability to see through the future... Hehehehehe."

Li Hao's voice was very soft, like a cordial greeting from a stranger, but in Edward's ears at this moment, it was like the fatal straw that crushed him to deceive his own brain.

Countless words that deceived oneself have become fragile at this moment, and there is only one truth that is called him who has swallowed the truth and is unwilling to believe it.

Predicting the future... Just like he directly said how long it will rain before, the whole person in front of him... really has the ability to predict the future.

horrible...

Edward, who has become a god, felt a chill from his heart. The reason why he thought it was impossible before was because it was too terrifying to think about it. It was impossible for one person to do it, but now it seems that... ..

Whether he devoured the truth and became a god, or he made a mistake in his careless judgment and chose Alia, it was actually within his expectations. If you are more careful.. the formation of the national territory may be done on purpose by him. His purpose..

It is to use his own hand to eradicate other reincarnations!

"Congratulations...my lord, you got the answer right~"

As if he could directly see through his heart, Li Hao's voice sounded when he thought of the answer: "Promote the plot, let the plot reach the so-called end, so that there will be more reincarnation teams and reincarnation teams descending on this world, and these People will definitely focus their attention on the duel ceremony, and no one of them would think that someone has already laid down the land to form an formation, and at this time, if you successfully activate it, you will be able to achieve the effect of killing everyone..."

"If you become a god, you will naturally be able to get rid of the strongest reincarnation in this world: Zhao Ritian..."

"And now, you're here to get rid of me, right? It's like a circular ecological chain..."

Edward tilted his head slightly, looking at Li Hao with disdain.

"But, unfortunately, you seem to have made a mistake..."

"Oh?" Li Hao raised his eyebrows: "What did I do wrong?"

"Hehe, that is, in order to promote the plot, you let Chitong kill Heitong. In other words, Chitong, the reincarnation...has violated the punishment system. Now the time is counting..It's almost the same..."

If Aliya is not a reincarnation, then the only reincarnation may be Chitong.

Edward leaned forward, staring at Li Hao with eyes full of shocks, and at the same time, a map appeared in front of them at the same time, this map marked every street and building in the empire, and this map Above, there is a red dot that is moving rapidly.

"Kill her, I don't even need a minute!"

Edward smiled contemptuously. He understood everything. In fact, Li Hao was betting that the time, place and people were right, that they would survive 10 minutes in his hands, but unfortunately, they underestimated the power of truth. All he needs is a thought...

"Is it?"

Li Hao's mouth turned up as if he had encountered something interesting, and he didn't notice Edward's tone at all.

"It doesn't take me a minute to make a phone call..."

As he said that, while Edward was watching a play, Li Hao silently took out a...phone from his pocket?Or a landline?

Then Li Hao pressed a few numbers randomly, and a beep-beep sound came from the receiver.

Chapter 210 IX An Ordinary Cartoonist Passes By Now

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! I need new material for the new plot!"

In the dim room, the light from the outside shines in through the blinds. In this room, a man is holding a paintbrush and knocking on the table impatiently. As for his table, there are four Five paintbrushes were smashed, and there was even half a room full of waste paper around them.

He is a well-known cartoonist, but he is distressed because he can't find good material and think of a good plot.

"Interesting cartoon..., huh?"

He murmured and picked up the white paper in his hand, thinking carefully, but no matter what, he couldn't think of a good plot in his mind.

Reality..It’s too boring..Even if you have a wild idea, when you map it on the drawing paper, you can’t be so sloppy, you must think of every detail, just like a god is constantly constructing a world, you must Down to every node, and those nodes are the memes that make these worlds 'fun'!

Sense of reality... Sense of reality is the energy poured into the work..

Satisfactory comics can only be drawn if the world comes to life in the reader's mind.But this in itself is a contradictory issue.

How can we describe the sense of reality?

The best way is undoubtedly to let him go through these things by himself, but...

The cartoonist looked at his drawing paper thoughtfully, and then looked at the completed drawing next to him.

This kind of thing probably won't be believed by anyone... After all, it's so weird... Or, there are guys with similar abilities in this world. If there are, it's a comparison between the two What kind of thing, if you think about it carefully, it must be a very good story..

Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding

Um?Telephone?

Just as the cartoonist was still thinking about how to draw his own cartoons, he suddenly noticed that the phone next to him rang, and he got up and picked up the receiver.

"Is that... Kujo Jotaro-san?"

Kujo Jotaro?Who is that?

The manga artist frowned, and then shook his head. With his memory, the name of Jotaro Kujo mentioned on the other end of the phone never appeared in his mind.

"Sorry, you made a mistake, this is the shore..."

Dengdengdengdeng-

Who!

The cartoonist squeezed the microphone tightly, and an inexplicable anger appeared in his heart. You must know that when he is still troubled about how to draw an interesting world, people come to disturb him one after another.

Didn't he notify the editorial department to keep himself a quiet creative space? !

The cartoonist put down the phone in his hand and walked downstairs. It doesn't matter if the person on the other end doesn't answer the call. After all, although he didn't finish talking just now, the other party shouldn't be so stupid that he didn't realize that he made a mistake. people.

With this in mind, the cartoonist took a deep breath and walked downstairs slowly. Although the room was a bit dark, he didn't have the time to do troublesome things like turn on the lights.

After all.. there is nothing more interesting than drawing comics... You must know that he did not take the road of comics for money or to be sought after by others.

With the help of the sunlight coming in from the window, he walked to the entrance on the first floor, and then opened the door, the familiar editor in his mind came into his eyes, every time he would pick up the manuscript on time and according to the time he agreed..

"What are you doing now! Don't you know I need it so badly right now! Quiet?!" the cartoonist yelled at his editor.

"No, that's not the case, Mr. Kishibe Rohan, because we found out that there was a large-scale power outage in your area yesterday, so we came here to take a look."

Even in the face of the cartoonist's dissatisfaction, the editor greeted him with a smile and said: "Well, we have already responded to the local power department, so I came here to talk to you, teacher."

Is it such a trivial matter?

The manga artist named Kishibe Rohan thought dissatisfied.

How can such a trivial matter compare with my own creation...

"About how long it will take to recover."

Kishibe Rohan adjusted his emotions. Although he felt a little annoyed, he couldn't vent his anger to others at will. The editor also had good intentions.

"Tomorrow, it will be back to normal tomorrow morning. During this period, I hope that Kishibe Rohan-sensei will provide some customer service. If you have any questions, you can talk to me. After all, I am also a fan of you, Sensei." The editor said with a smile.

"Well, thank you."

click-

After exchanging a few casual greetings, Kishibe Rohan closed the door again, then shook his head.

What happened to the power outage?If it is said that ordinary people may feel a little uncomfortable without electricity for a day, after all, electricity is needed everywhere in life to start machines, but for him, all he needs is light, pen and drawing paper, and... a perfect plot.

Everything else is fine..!

Kishibe Rohan re-prepared to return to the second floor and continued to plan how to draw the analyzed manga.

Bridge beans.. sacks...

Halfway through, Kishibe Rohan suddenly stopped.

Just now.. The editor said that the area where I live has been without electricity since yesterday, that is to say... no matter what kind of electrical appliances are in my house now, they should be in a state of being unusable..

but..

Kishibe Rohan felt a slight chill down his back, and a strange feeling began to surge up.

scared.. or..

excited?

Kishibe Rohan swallowed, realizing something, he quickly returned to his room just now, and his eyes quickly fell on the microphone that he hadn't hung up yet.

You can't be wrong.. Just now I did hear a person's voice from this "phone without electricity". He said that he wanted to find a person named Jotaro Kujo, but... how did he do it?Even with the current technological development, it is impossible to reach this level..

unless..

This is a supernatural event...

Kishibe Rohan's face began to show a smile, he can feel nothing but excitement now, you know, this is a real supernatural event, his own psychological activities, changes, and expressions can be used as a reference.

Subrashi!It is.. indescribably perfect..

While thinking this way, Kishibe Rohan picked up the receiver again, and at the same time muttered silently in his heart: The other party should not hang up the phone. He really wants to know what this phone ghost wants to ask...

"Finally, did you take it?"

!!!

Kishibe Rohan's heart felt pinched by something.

He.. can see me?

"Is something wrong?"

Kishibe Rohan kept calming down his excited tone and asked.

"I want to find Jotaro Kujo, not you... Excuse me, is Jotaro Kujo here?"

Although the person on the other end of the phone wanted to find this person called 'Kujo Jotaro' by name, his tone seemed very frivolous.

"The person you want to find was me in the first place, Mr. Ghost."

Kishibe Rohan looked at the phone that had been unplugged by himself. At this time, he was more sure that he was talking to the ghost. The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and he looked up at his room.

"Actually, the reason why you said you were looking for this man named 'Kujo Jotaro' was just to test me. Because you have been spying on me..."

Kishibe Rohan said with a smile: "You noticed the appearance of the editor, and realized the editor's reason, so you specially used this call to attract my attention, because there is nothing more convincing than discovering the truth yourself, maybe if the ghost appeared at first Sir, if you say that you are a ghost, I will definitely not believe it, or even ignore it..."

Kishibe Rohan was very sure that the phone ghost had been targeting him from the very beginning.Even.. it is very likely that this ghost still needs to do something by itself..

"As expected, Kishibe Rohan...you can guess my purpose with just a few words."

Ok? !

Kishibe Rohan frowned.

This ghost.. can read minds?

"I don't know how to read minds, don't just add settings to me."

Kishibe Rohan "..."

"Since I begged you, why not guess why I chose you..."

This ghost...is interesting!

Listen, is this the attitude of asking for help?Still need to guess?

Kishibe Rohan's expression became a little frenzied, an unprecedented freshness surged up, and now he even started to pick up the paintbrush in his hand and draw on the white paper in front of him in less than half a second. A picture appeared in front of him.

"It's easy!"

Kishibe Rohan leaned on his shoulder to hold the phone, and he picked up two pens with both hands to draw manga crazily. Both the lines and the picture are extremely delicate, as if the world in the painting is exactly where he is now. The world is the same!

"I'm just a cartoonist. If there is anything worth mentioning, there are two points!"

Kishibe Rohan's face gradually became crazy, and now he is already full of inspiration.

"First, that is the speed of my painting..."

Swipe, swish, swish, swish——

The paintbrush was stained with ink like a superficial touch of water, followed by a flick of the brush, and the ink fell smoothly into the lines to complete the coloring!

"Second, it's... my special ability! At first I just thought that only I knew it, but I didn't expect Mr. Ghost to know it too, and facing any kind of thing requires the same strength, in other words... Mr. Phantom, you have encountered a troublesome guy and need me, Kishibe Rohan, to solve it!"

"That's right, it's a very powerful enemy. It only takes one thought to wipe out the entire human existence..."

The other end of the phone seemed unsteady.

Exterminate..the entire human being..existence? ...