Time and Space Trading Drift Bottle

Chapter 367 The Novel of the Future World

The star meteorite found in the cave is actually a meteorite, which is not only related to the drift bottle, but also related to my own problems.

If he can help the drifting bottle find the same star meteorite as in the cave, then maybe he can summon a powerful assistant, no less than Zhou Wanru's.

Of course, this is just an example.

The stronger the drift bottle, the more advanced the benefits it will give.

So when I looked up at the sky last night, I thought of taking the initiative to look for meteorites. Anyway, they are either meteorites or meteors. Every time they appear, there may be records. There is an approximate range. You just need to go and have a look.

However, some of them have a long history, or for other reasons, these meteorites and meteors may have been cleaned up long ago.

There is also the possibility of fetching water from a bamboo basket in vain, which requires a little luck.

Looking at the records displayed on the webpage, there are not many incidents of falling meteorites in China, and most of them happened in ancient times. I am afraid that there is not much hope to track down such incidents that have been recorded in history.

The truth is much more difficult than Fan Chengfeng imagined. Now that the foreign ones have been reported, it seems that there is no possibility.

"It seems that what I thought last night was useless."

Fan Chengfeng sighed and was excited all night.

The task of finding asteroids is long and difficult.

"It doesn't matter, you work hard to grow, if you can trade more with people from other time and space, and work hard to upgrade, it will be the same."

The system's rare seriousness comforted Fan Chengfeng, and this tone made Fan Chengfeng a little suspicious that he might have encountered a fake system today.

"I also think about it, is it really necessary to dig out those old customers and rediscover potential resources?"

In fact, this idea is quite good, but Fan Chengfeng has no such plan right now.

Whether it is King Qin Zhaoxiang or Cao Cao, these people are all in an era when entertainment, life, and spiritual material are extremely scarce. For them, Fan Chengfeng's advantage is simply not too great.

After exiting the webpage, Little Huomiao suddenly reminded: "Master, your beautiful editor has sent a message."

Well, the remark name is like this, so Xiao Huo Miao is naturally called like that.

Cut in and see, the beauty editor's message is a bit too much for free, and the recommendation has changed for a couple of rounds. Now it's time to put this data on the shelves and check it.

Fan Chengfeng thought for a while, and said, "It doesn't matter, the editor decides how to operate it when it is put on the shelves."

"Well, after the company, I will help you open the VIP chapter permission, and then I will ask you to upload it."

Fan Chengfeng said with a smile: "So, I will soon be someone who can make money while lying down, eating and sleeping,"

Of course, this kind of thing was not said to the beauty editor.

Last month, I received more than 1 rewards. This kind of thing seems to be treated only by the great gods. Fan Chengfeng thought about it, maybe writing novels could become his side job.

"By the way, I have discussed your novel with the editor-in-chief, and there is a certain chance to adapt or publish it."

"However, all of this is based on the stability of your follow-up updates, and the excellent results after it is put on the shelves."

"After all, many times our appreciation is just a strong recommendation, and investors must feel that they can make money."

It seems that the beauty editor appreciates this book very much, and has a high evaluation.

It's just that Fan Chengfeng has changed his mind now, "I hope to discuss the adaptation with your company in detail, because I plan to invest myself."

When I published the book, I could only be regarded as a petty bourgeoisie with some savings. Now that Fan Chengfeng has developed, as long as he has spare money in his hand, he will probably become a screenwriter.

And the book Old Stories of the Eastern Capital is indeed quite good. If it is adapted into a TV series, Fan Chengfeng can't believe it can't compare to those Gongdou dramas on the Internet.

With this foundation, finding two female stars who are in charge of traffic, everything is ok.

"You invest yourself?"

The beauty editor was probably surprised by Fan Chengfeng's tone. More than a month ago, Fan Chengfeng still had an ardent hope to get the chance to adapt.But just over a month later, he suddenly changed his attitude.

"That's right, so I said I hope to discuss it with your company in detail."

"All right,"

The beauty editor didn't say anything else after taking a deep breath.

Half an hour later, the beauty editor asked Fan Chengfeng to upload a new chapter, and according to her instructions, Fan Chengfeng uploaded all the remaining chapters.

In addition, Fan Chengfeng went back into the drifting bottle again and found Amway.

As a person in the future world, novels must have further development. When Fan Chengfeng asked, Amway immediately spent tens of millions on the Internet to help Fan Chengfeng buy a large number of novels.

Then he spent money to buy a mobile phone, stored those novels and sent them to Fan Chengfeng.

The classification is very complete, and it is said that they are all bestsellers in her world.

Fan Chengfeng took a look, and indeed, in terms of subject matter, this time and space belonged to the category of open-mindedness.

"Haha, these novels are enough to make me a leader of the new generation of novels."

Fan Chengfeng began to fantasize there.

"Brother, where is our breakfast?"

Before Fan Chengfeng had a chance to imagine that beautiful scene, a cry of dissatisfaction interrupted all the good times. Zhou Wanru stood in front of him with her hands on her hips, frowning, very unhappy.

"There are so many fruits in the store, you can take whatever you want."

Fan Chengfeng said with some displeasure that Zhou Wanru didn't need to eat.

"Yating, let's go out to eat."

Fan Chengfeng took Su Yating's hand behind him, and ran away in no time.

Finally getting rid of the light bulb, Fan Chengfeng took a deep breath, feeling that Zhou Wanru has become more and more fond of being a demon recently.

"I haven't washed my face yet,"

After entering the noodle shop, Su Yating said suddenly.

"It's okay, my family, Yating, is naturally beautiful, and her skin is so good, no one else can tell."

Fan Chengfeng grinned, "By the way, let's go to the provincial capital at noon today, talk to Tao Tianming about going back to Yanlou, and we'll go to your house tonight."

Su Yating nodded, "Why don't you drive, you must be exhausted from driving for such a long distance."

"Ha, that's necessary."

Fan Chengfeng smiled. To be honest, he doesn't like driving very much, and with such a tight schedule, he must not be able to keep up by driving himself.

"That Feng Dachang was miserable last night. I heard that his face was beaten so badly that even his parents couldn't recognize him."

When Su Yating came back, she obviously heard a lot of news, and she smiled very happily when she said it.

(End of this chapter)