Phantasmal Genesis Chapter 465: Talk to the author

　　Everything becomes at your fingertips, and you know the truth of the world.

　　Meng Ke calmed his heart.

　　He opened up a space in nothingness. The warm sun was just right. A teapot and two teacups were placed on a stone platform.

　　 brewed the tea, he looked at the opposite side of the stone platform.

　　 There was nothing there, but Meng Ke seemed to be waiting for someone.

　　 He knows, this day will come sooner or later, as long as the author is not an eunuch.

　　The passage of time has no meaning here, and everything only makes sense when that person arrives.

　　 He was waiting, and he kept reminding himself of this sentence.

　　……

　　 suddenly,

　　A young man appeared in the space, with short hair and plain appearance.

　　 If it weren’t for Meng Ke’s inability to perceive any information on this young man, and could not find any connection between this young man and this world, he would also treat this person as an ordinary person who had strayed into this place.

　　 But Meng Ke knew that only that person could enter this space.

　　The young man sat down opposite the stone platform under Meng Ke's gaze. He skillfully took the teacup and drank it, and then slowly filled himself up again.

　　The unspeakable oldness gives people the feeling of an old rural cadre in the last century.

　　 This seems a bit awkward with the young age.

　　A dish of caramelized melon seeds suddenly appeared on the stone platform, and the young man grabbed a handful and said as he chanted:

　　 "Meng Ke, it's about to end."

　　 Meng Ke knows that this person is the author, but what he sees now is just a high-dimensional projection similar to a small pen. The real author is so weak that he can't even come here to see him through dimensions.

　　 finale?

　　Meng Ke suddenly asked: "How many words are written in my book...?"

　　 The author didn’t seem to expect that Meng Ke would ask such a question. He paused in his hand and thought for a while and said, “Probably... about 950,000 words. It’s too messy after writing, I didn’t have it either. Go and remember."

　　"Is the plot too messy?"

　　 Hearing Meng Ke’s murmur, the author suddenly became angry and said irritably, “Yes! It’s not because of you. If it’s not your character that is too direct, how could I write so many plots? Can’t come out? As it turns out, many plots that I feel good about are only half written and disappeared. Do you know that many people in the comment area are scolding me? Do it!"

　　Meng Ke looked at him plainly, without speaking.

　　 After a long time, the boy finished a dish of melon seeds, and he summoned a dish of absolute melon seeds that would never finish the melon seeds.

　　 "So, did my original practice still not make your book blocked?"

　　 "You mean to report it."

　　The young man thought for a while and said, "I feel a little sorry to speak of it. If someone really reported this book and blocked it, then my book would be a god."

　　Although Meng Ke knew that all his words and actions were only caused by the author's thoughts, he still felt a little sad.

　　 His self-righteous resistance, in the eyes of the author, is actually just the origin.

　　 Perhaps, even now, the author would not believe that Meng Ke's dimension is a real world. In his eyes, this is just a book that is about to end.

　　 Suddenly, Meng Ke's eyes became cold, and he looked at the boy and asked:

　　"Author, what is your name?"

　　 "I won't tell you, and if you really have the ability to travel to the real world, you can find me through this book. I say now that it will only expose my name to readers."

　　 "For me, this is not a good thing."

　　Meng Ke can easily deduce what the author is thinking, just as the author is the person who knows him best, he is also the person who knows the author the most.

　　 He knows that the author is also looking forward to it now, expecting Meng Ke to really enter the real world and give him a different color to his ordinary life.

　　 Looking forward to Meng Ke’s words: "If I can enter the real world, I will not kill you, but I will tell you through my way that I have entered the real world, and this method is like, the author of yours There is a huge fire in new books, tens of thousands of people are making money every day."

　　 But Meng Ke would never say that. Even if he could, Meng Ke would tell the author, "If I can enter the real world, the first thing I will do is kill you, without any hesitation. There will be no torture for you, only death! This is your only destination."

　　 Yes, it's sad to think that my destiny is in the hands of such a little-known person.

　　 This is worse than knowing that you are in the world of a novel...

　　Meng Ke sighed.

　　 "This book is not blocked, I am really unlucky, I am the protagonist in your book, I am really unlucky..."

　　 "Author, you still write novels like this, I advise you to stop writing early."

　　"Author, when you stop writing, I will enter the real world. Don't worry, I will never kill you by that day."

　　 "Killing someone like you will only make me feel dirty with my hands. I want you to be under the tens of thousands, and you will never die."

　　……

　　Meng Ke currently has no way to physically affect the author, so he can only use this method to influence the author’s spiritual world with words.

　　 But the author sits opposite him, his face is always looking at him with interest~IndoMTL.com~Yes, Meng Ke can say these things because the author asked him to say it.

　　In terms of Meng Ke’s personality, he would do this, even if he couldn’t kill you, I would also disgust you.

　　 But when this person is changed to an author, there is no lethality at all. It is like scolding oneself, which is completely different from others scolding oneself.

　　 And seeing this expression on the author's face, Meng Ke knew it.

　　 The author did not regard him as a living person at all. In the author's eyes, "Meng Ke" is just a protagonist in his novel.

　　Meng Ke thinks and says, isn't it all he decides? This is no different from scolding yourself.

　　 There are a thousand thoughts in his heart, and Meng Ke does not know how many times he deduced it.

　　He asked: "What kind of ending are you going to give me?"

　　 This is the question he should ask the most right now.

　　 The author nodded and said: "You know before, this is a fixed number world, the only one is in my hands, and I will give you this one in the finale , Allows you to enter the infinite unknown. Only in this way can you really enter the real world and become a living person instead of just a text."

　　"Can you understand? The infinite unknown is equal to the infinite possibility. In this, there are countless unknowns and infinite possibilities."

　　 "Even if you enter reality with a few pitiful traces, in this infinite unknown, these traces of possibilities will be infinitely magnified."

　　 "The infinite unknown also means that nothing is impossible."

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