Daily life as a writer in the world of pirates

"Are you Mariko?" Ace asked a little uncertainly, "And here, where is it?"

Maruko said helplessly: "You can indeed regard me as Yuanzi. Let me introduce again, my identity is Senju Yuanzi, and my pen name is Gomi."

"This is the Capital of Seven Waters, and I'm here to participate in the author competition."

Ace bowed politely to Maruko first: "Hello Senju Yuanzi, I am Ace."

"Do you know Uchiha Maruko-san? Do you know where she went?"

"Please, I'm Wanzi! By the way, you clearly know my name!" Wanzi was so angry that he wanted to hit him.

Taking a deep breath, Wanzi calmed himself down: "Now in the eyes of the outside world, I am dead, and you are still in Impel, so it is not convenient for us to act with our original identities for the time being."

"For this period of time, I will appear in this appearance. As for you, first find a cloak and put it on. Let's go into the city and find the disguise props."

Ace scratched his head and probably understood the situation, but there were still many questions in his mind: "Why am I in Impel now? Where is Blackbeard? What are we going to do with a fake identity?"

No, Yuanzi threw a big cloak from the scroll and walked forward with brisk steps.

"These issues are very complicated. Once we find a place to settle, I will explain them to you slowly."

"Now, let's disguise ourselves and visit the city!"

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The words are divided into two parts.

While Morgans was taking advantage of the news of Sanse's death to market like crazy, the deadline for the second round of the author competition had unknowingly arrived.

World Economic News Service, President's Office.

Morgans paced anxiously behind his desk, feeling like he was going bald.

Velikoz opened the door and came in, politely saying hello: "President, are you looking for me?"

Morgans immediately flapped his small wings and flew to the opposite side of Vel'Koz.

"You strongly recommended Wuwei's works before, you must know Wuwei!"

"There are only two hours left before the deadline. If I don't mention the matter of Teacher Sanse, why has Wuwei disappeared?"

"As soon as I saw the name Wuwei, I was a loyal fan of Sanse. Could it be that I was shocked and didn't write it down?"

Vel'Koz shook his head in embarrassment: "Actually, I don't know Wuwei."

"What? You don't know Wuwei!" Morgans' eyes almost popped out.

Vel'Koz's eyelashes were lowered, and once the usually optimistic and cheerful boy put on this look, it made people even more subconsciously pity him.

"Teacher Wuwei submitted the article through Newsbird. I don't know him at all and I don't have his contact information."

"It was only after Teacher Sanse told me that Teacher Wuwei was her brother and asked me to take more care of him that I found a way to let him pass the first round."

Morgans was so angry that he went crazy: "The two of them are the most vocal in this competition. Now that neither of them has submitted their manuscript, can this author competition still be held?!"

Vel'Koz bowed his head obediently and was about to cry without tears.

You just can't hold a game. When Teacher Sanse comes back, I may lose half my life!

"Forget it, go ahead and write an announcement to announce your withdrawal from the author competition on behalf of Teacher Sanse." Morgans waved his hand and asked Velikos to leave.

So Teacher Sanse, where are you now? Is it true that you can’t participate in the author competition?

Vel'Koz sat in front of his workstation, unable to put down the pen in his hand.

Suddenly, the snail taking pictures in front of him opened his eyes. The originally ordinary snail suddenly transformed into a black-haired boy with freckles.

"Blu-"

"Bururu-"

In less than a minute, more than a dozen pages of manuscripts came out of the snail's mouth.

"Frightening Night at Military Academy - Three Colors"

"The Devil's Fourth Young Master, Don't Bite Me Part 2 - Five Flavors"

"Ouch~" Vel'Koz suddenly let out a ghostly cry.

Teacher Sanse finally handed in the manuscript, which means she must be out of danger now.

Then leave the aftermath to yourself, and never let anyone discover the relationship between the three colors and the five flavors!

Velikoz excitedly opened Morgans' door with Gomi's manuscript in hand, "President! Mr. Gomi has handed in the manuscript!"

Morgans snatched the photo from Vel'Koz's hand, and what he saw was the handwriting that was so ugly that it hurt his eyes.

Morgans' hands were trembling with excitement: "This word is the handwriting of Teacher Wuwei."

Velikoz thought in his heart: No, Teacher Sanse wrote it with her left hand. She is the only one who is so ugly!

Morgans: "Ve'Koz, copy this article right now and give it to the printing department!"

Vickers refused directly: "Sorry, President, there are still two hours, I want to wait a little longer. Maybe Teacher Sanse's friends will send me the manuscript."

Morgans sighed and patted his shoulder comfortingly without forcing anything.

Vel'Koz endured the ecstasy in his heart, turned around and secretly opened Teacher Sanse's manuscript.

["Fright Night at Military Academy"

When did things start going wrong?

The invisible fifth person in the dormitory, the nights getting colder and colder, and everyone gradually becoming transparent

Perhaps everything started from the night when the four of them violated the ban and secretly played the Bixian game, but did not send Bixian away. 】

["Everyone, wake up quickly, the dormitory manager has left!" Will woke everyone up one by one with an angry voice, his fleshy face full of excitement.

Mark jumped off the bed, pulled the stool to the middle of the dormitory, took out the washbasin from under the beds of several people, and placed it upside down around the stool: "Come on, come on, everyone is ready."

Daniel took out the paper he had prepared in advance, Bart contributed his pen, and the four of them sat around the stool. 】

[Mark holds the pen and puts the pen tip vertically on the paper. His thin face looks indescribably weird under the moonlight outside the window.

"I heard that our military academy was built on a huge mass grave. Over time, this place was filled with resentment and could no longer be inhabited, so the military academy was built to let the boys' yang energy suppress the resentful spirits here."

"Sister Bixian is the most powerful among all the innocent souls. She can hear people's hearts and know all the secrets in the world."]

[In order to create an atmosphere, Mark lowered his voice and said slowly in a hoarse voice: "There are three taboos in summoning the Pen Immortal. You must remember them."

"First: Bixian cannot speak. The answers to the questions we ask must be 'yes' or 'no', otherwise she will be angry."

"Second: No matter what happens in the middle, the four of us cannot let go, because once we let go, we may be possessed by Sister Bixian~"

"Third: Everyone can only ask one question. After asking, the Bixian must be sent away, otherwise something terrible will happen!"]

[The four people became nervous due to the atmosphere and swallowed quietly. 】

Vel'Koz, who was sitting at the workstation, couldn't help but swallow along with them.

[Ready, Mark starts first.

Mark: "Let me demonstrate it first. Don't pronounce the formula wrong."

Mark closed his eyes tightly and asked word by word: "Bixian Bixian tell me, can I become a general?"

After Mark finished speaking, he immediately opened his eyes and stared at the paper in front of him. 】

[A sudden breeze blew through the unclosed window, making Mark shiver.

Then, in full view of everyone, the pen began to vibrate slowly. Draw from the center to the right, and finally slowly draw a circle around the word "no".

Mark smiled awkwardly and slapped Daniel on the back: "Haha, are you kidding me?"

Daniel waved his hand away impatiently: "I didn't move at all just now, it was Bart who was moving! Bart always likes to tease everyone, it's really annoying!"

Bart's eyes widened with a ferocious look: "Don't blame me, I didn't move at all! I think it's because you don't want to admit it, you just like to do these little tricks!"

Will quickly stopped them: "Okay, okay, it's just a little game, don't worry about it!"]

[Will smiled and changed the subject: "I think I will do it this time. Pen Fairy Pen Fairy tell me, are you in this room?"

The four people stared at the white paper again. This time everyone not only watched the movement of the pen, but also secretly paid attention to the movements of other people.

The pen trembled again, moving unsteadily from right to left, and finally drew a circle on "yes". 】

[The atmosphere suddenly became quiet.

After a while, Will suddenly rubbed his arms: "Do you feel a little cold?"

"It's a bit." Mark simply picked up the quilt behind him and draped it over himself.

Bart's gaze casually passed through the door and window, and suddenly his face showed obvious displeasure: "Daniel, you forgot to close the window again, we obviously reminded you before!"

Daniel retorted loudly: "I definitely turned it off, and one of you must have turned it on again!"

"Every time they put everything on me, it's so annoying that I won't play anymore." After Daniel finished speaking, he let go of his hand and wanted to climb into his bed. 】

[Mark's expression changed drastically, and his voice unconsciously raised: "Daniel! I told you not to let go in the middle, why are you like this!"

Daniel covered himself in the quilt: "It's just a game anyway, it's boring, I won't play anymore."

Bart and Will looked at each other.

Will said defensively: "Then let's stop playing now and continue next time."

Bart raised his eyebrows in displeasure and looked at Mark: "He is really willful. We are the only two left, and I won't play anymore."

In the blink of an eye, the three of them returned to their beds. Mark was speechless and simply put the pen on the stool and ignored it. 】

[The night is as deep as ink, the bright moon is quietly covered by dark clouds, and the world falls into darkness.

No one noticed that the black words on the white paper became darker and darker, and finally turned red like blood, gradually surrounding the pen. 】

[Daniel, who was sleeping soundly, felt as if someone had been tapping his left shoulder. Who is this, staying up late at night and disturbing other people’s sleep?

Daniel swatted the man's hand away with a casual wave. But the man was still reluctant and kept patting him on the shoulder.

Daniel opened his eyes suddenly, and his chaotic mind suddenly woke up. He was obviously sleeping on the upper bunk, with his left shoulder leaning against the wall. How could someone tap his left shoulder?

But it was too late for him to wake up. The moment he opened his eyes, what appeared in front of him was——】

"Hey, Vel'Koz, you can't get so close to the manuscript!"

The man walked past him with a smile and patted his shoulder.

"Ahhh-"

A shrill scream suddenly rang out in the office, instantly attracting everyone's attention.

Vel'Koz closed his eyes and waved his hands desperately in the air: "Don't come over, it has nothing to do with me!"

The worried voice of a colleague came from afar: "Vicks, what's wrong with you? Are you under too much pressure recently?"

who I am?where am I?what did I do?

Vel'Koz's blond hair was messy, his eyes were dull, and he looked around blankly.

It took a full five minutes for Vel'Koz to clarify the situation and return to the sunny and cheerful young man's appearance: "Ah, someone sent Teacher Sanse's manuscript, and I was a little excited for a moment."