Shocked! I write articles to survive among the interstellar Zerg

Han Ling's breathing suddenly became irregular, his pupils were wide open, and there was some fear and confusion in his eyes.

Before he could think about it, his body had already made the choice for him.

Half of the male's spine is exposed, extending from the tailbone. The slender spine deforms into a carapace structure like a scorpion's tail. This is the tail hook.

Han Ling's tail hook is pure black, more than one meter long, and is usually wrapped around his waist.

But at this moment, the tail hook had wrapped around Rodrick's arm.

Han Ling was weak, but the tail hook was attacking fiercely.

The sharp hook unconsciously scratched Roderick's tough skin, leaving a white mark.

This mark is a mark left by the male pheromone alone and will not fade within two months.

Roderick, who felt a slight cold touch on his arm and was sniffing the pheromones buried in his neck, raised his head blankly.

He asked curiously:

"what is this?"

Roderick's voice was low, and he had obviously been burnt by pheromones into a delirious fool.

When he saw the tail hook wrapped around his wrist, he just felt like it, so he rubbed his face against it. The corner of his mouth accidentally crossed it, and he was attracted by the cold carapace touch.

Then, Han Ling's pheromone craze completely exploded at this moment.

Han Ling raised an arm to cover his eyes, unable to bear to see what was going to happen next.

The tailhook left Roderick's arm without warning.

……

I don't know how long it took, but Han Ling became drunk.

Roderick's pheromones, which are spirits brewed from grain, were absorbed into Han Ling's body by the tail hook.

Roderick, who had been as wild as a beast just now, fell down limply.

On the contrary, Han Ling, a weakling, was full of strength at this moment and wanted to vent.

Han Ling finally knew how the male and female insects survived the hot period.

He felt like he had been in a hot desert, his throat was dry, and he wanted to get out as soon as possible.

But the mountain stands in front of us. If we want to leave the desert, we must conquer this mountain.

The dim light and shadow shape the sand into smooth lines.

If you step on it, the flowing sand will cause you to accidentally sink.

The harder you walk, the softer the soft sand becomes.

The quicksand takes away all the strength you exerted.

The footprints he came from have been covered, and Han Ling can't stop, let alone find his way back.

He could only climb up step by step. As high as the mountain was, he had to climb as high as he could.

Even though he was sweating like rain, he still didn't want to stop, he just wanted to climb to the top of the mountain.

When the soft quicksand suddenly became solid, Han Ling was filled with joy. He lowered his head wantonly, looked at the road he had walked, and admired the unparalleled scenery.

But at this moment, the system said in his ear:

[Host, please pay attention, host, please pay attention, the craze period has passed, the craze period has passed. 】

Han Ling suddenly came back to his senses, and then froze in place. His scalp went numb when he saw clearly what he had done.

Fortunately, Roderick fainted.

Han Ling thought for a long time and stood up directly.

At this time, his hands and feet were still a little weak.

But there was no time. In order to avoid subsequent trouble, he had to leave immediately.

He didn't want to be captured by the Male Insect Protection Association so quickly.

He still has his own novel to write and his own game company to build.

Only power can confront power, and only capital can confront capital.

He didn't want to become a fertility machine manipulated by others for the rest of his life, so he could only prepare in advance.

After the fever period, Han Ling's mind was still extremely active.

He asked calmly:

"Rodrick, how long will it take before you wake up?"

The system said:

[After the female fever period, it takes a day to fully recover. 】

When Han Ling heard this, he walked into the bathroom without hesitation.

After washing, he wiped his hair casually, walked out of the bathroom, and went straight to Roderick.

Roderick was too big, more than two meters tall, with tight and smooth muscles. Han Ling couldn't even move him, let alone help him clean up.

He came to Roderick to leave a message.

Everything is good in the interstellar era, except for the lack of paper and pens, and communication relies entirely on optical brains.

He wanted to leave a message but could only find other ways.

Han Ling took out several bags of nutritional supplements from the pocket of Rodrick's combat uniform.

He carefully tore a small opening in the nutritional supplement, and then wrote on the ground.

[Rodrick, when I settle down, I will contact you using the optical brain. Don't ask me why I have your optical brain number, you will know later. I left the answer for you, in the mirror, go take a look in the bathroom. 】

In the bathroom, Han Ling had already used the gift soap to write a confession on the mirror.

Unfortunately, the gift soap was too small, only enough to write a dozen words.

And the mark left by the soap can only be seen when the water vapor rises.

Han Ling could only use nutritional supplements and write another paragraph with the word "water".

After using up three bags of nutritional supplements, Han Ling turned around and left the inn without hesitation.

He needs to leave the junk planet as soon as possible.

To avoid being traced.

When I walked out of the small hotel, a cold wind blew, mixed with the smell of coal tar and garbage.

Han Ling frowned:

"The system will help me extract all the credits from the literary column. And in the optical brain, find out the most suitable planet for seclusion, and help me buy a ticket for a boat to take off today."

Other people's systems are powerful plug-ins.

Only Han Ling's system is as stupid as artificial intelligence and can only do some nanny work.

Fortunately, the system was very obedient and immediately replied:

[Good host, all credit points have been withdrawn, totaling more than 24 points.

Junk star spaceship tickets are short-distance and can only reach nearby planets.

I've booked a spaceship for you to go to Linxing, and you'll be boarding the plane in three hours. 】

Han Ling was a little confused:

"You can help me book a transfer to the most suitable planet."

The system tells the truth:

[The host does not have enough credits, and short-distance boat tickets are already very expensive, with a ticket costing 20 credits. 】

When Han Ling heard this, he choked. He was still the poor guy.

After touching his nose, Han Ling stopped talking, wrapped himself tightly in clothes, and walked along the road towards Central City.

The transportation thoroughfares and the waiting hall of the spaceship are all in the central city.

Han Ling had not been to Central City yet, so he opened the optical brain map and quickly hurried there through the guidance.

Walking on the road, Han Ling asked belatedly:

"The system, my novel, can extract so much money?"

24 credits was a number that he had never dared to think of before.

This is equivalent to 240 million copies of his novel sold.

Currently, "The Innocent Landlord Hits the Tenant" has a total of three paid chapters, and the number of subscriptions for a single chapter has exceeded 60.

This is 60 million people!

Although there are hundreds of billions of interstellar Zerg, yesterday, his fans were less than 6, which increased tenfold!

The system collected the information and said:

[When the host craze hit, this novel went through something and is now known to more people. 】

When Han Ling heard this, he thought of Flo Publishing House, which had threatened him and sent him a message.

He frowned:

"I don't have time to worry about this novel now. After I land safely, I'll see what Flo Publishing House is doing. Please keep an eye on it for me and let me know if the book is blocked."