doom master

The news that Yan Chengjiu wanted to close his pen quickly spread, and readers, editors, and even sunspots hardly believed it.

Seal the pen?

Plum Blossom J is only this year old, and a series of books are about to be closed before they have a formal ending. Could it be that he has hit an evil and got sick?

Yan Chengjiu's mobile phone was thrown away by him, and outsiders couldn't get through no matter how they called, and it was useless to block his door. Yan Chengjiu never came back.

Although the manager was extremely puzzled by Yan Chengjiu's decision, he couldn't refuse his request.If Yan Chengjiu didn't do the job he ordered well, it would definitely be a stain on his career if it spread in the future.

Therefore, even though there was already a lot of noise outside, the schedule of the press conference was getting closer day by day.

Backstage at the press conference.

Yan Chengjiu's editor, manager, relatives and friends, and even a few senior book fans are all waiting here.

You don't need to come to other places, but here Yan Chengjiu has to come.

The moment Yan Chengjiu pushed open the door, he noticed many eyes in the room.

Well, there is always no escape.

Yan Chengjiu slowly stepped into the room, and closed the door without any intention of avoiding it.

According to the image in memory, the middle-aged man and woman in front of him should be his parents.

Interestingly, the image of the parents is identical to the photos of the parents that his grandfather showed him when he was a child.

That's right, Wu Yin, who is exactly like Lin Yinwu, has appeared, so how could his parents be different?

"Chengjiu, your editor looked for me overnight. I heard that you were going to close your pen, and you and your father flew back overnight. Son, did you hear something bad? I remember you said before that you would Dedicated to literature all my life." The middle-aged woman said earnestly.

"If you want to close the pen, you can do it. You have to start and finish, at least finish this series." The middle-aged man said sternly.

"That's right, Plum Blossom J, no matter what you want to do, we will support you. But I have been following the series of articles of the Doomsday Master for several years, and I cannot accept this ending. If you really want to close the pen, can you write the final Finished writing?" The book fan asked pitifully.

Yan Chengjiu glanced at them, and suddenly laughed, "Do you think this ending is not good?"

"Not good." Everyone shook their heads together.

"I also think it's bad." Yan Chengjiu affirmed, "But I can't write what is after the general roll."

"If you have no inspiration, you can wait. We don't mind waiting a few more years, as long as you don't close your pen." The book fans continued.

"My author is great." The editor finally said, "Your film and television copyright and publishing contract are in our hands. According to the contract, you are obliged to ensure the integrity of the copyright. Now you decide to close the pen without authorization, and the series of stories continue There is no final outcome, I think the film and television company has the right to demand compensation from you."

Yan Chengjiu was just laughing.

"What's so funny?" The editor was very depressed, "Your ideals and your future will be destroyed because of your willfulness at this moment. Don't you really know which is more important?"

Yan Chengjiu was still smiling.

"What's so funny?" the editor couldn't help asking.

"I'm laughing, what else can you say?" Yan Chengjiu looked at the editor seriously and said, "Puppet of Despair, do you want to continue pretending?"

"...Don't bring the things in your novels into reality." The editor couldn't help but stop, "I think there seems to be something wrong with your mental state, you are too fascinated, I will find a suitable psychological state for you doctor."

The author likes the characters too much and ignores the boundary between reality and fantasy. This is not a good phenomenon.

"In fact, everything is really perfect." Yan Chengjiu opened his mouth and said, "I didn't have any parents since I was a child, so they gave me a peaceful world. I like peace, so they gave me a peaceful world. Even when I began to doubt the virtuality of all this, When I missed Lin Yinwu, I sent Wu Yin who was exactly the same. But I’m afraid I’ll really remember that it’s really good intentions to let these similar characters have completely different personalities.”

"I think you are really sick, and not serious." The editor said coldly.

"If I'm really seriously ill, that's my own choice." Yan Chengjiu looked at her seriously and said, "Why are you so obsessed with me finishing "The Doomsday Master"?"

"Because I'm your editor."

"No, that's not the case." Yan Chengjiu denied: "Because "The Doomsday Master" is Yan Chengjiu's life, when I really finish writing it, it means that my life has also come to an end."

"This is not my world." Yan Chengjiu looked at her quietly, "This is just like Lin Yinwu's domain world, it belongs to me exclusively. I'm already a general, right?"

"You're really crazy."

"That's right." Yan Chengjiu said with a smile, "Only I know my future."

At this moment, Yan Chengjiu felt that the back of his hand was suddenly hot.

He turned his hand over and saw a black figure engraved on the back of his hand.

The person on this pattern is himself.

The scene in front of him began to become distorted, they turned into countless light spots, as if being driven away by something, all of them poured into Yan Chengjiu's body.

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Yan Chengjiu was placed in the soul-suppressing coffin, his face was rosy, as if he had just fallen asleep.

Three years ago, Yan Chengjiu failed to fuse the hearts of generals, and the five hearts of generals returned to the bodies of the generals, and Yan Chengjiu also ended in "death".

In the past three years, Lin Yin has never received any missions, and has been by Yan Chengjiu's side every step of the way.

In the legion garrison, there are many more carving crafts.

At first, the carving was very rough.

It was always difficult for Lin Yinwu to control the carving knife, and it was even more difficult to carve the stone into the shape he wanted.

But gradually, Lin Yinwu got involved.

The concentration and eyesight of the taskers are incomparable to ordinary people.

It didn't take long for Lin Yinwu's sculptures to look very decent.

From a simple sculpture at the beginning to a huge garden now.

These sculptures stood in the legion's garrison and were painted with various colors by Lin Yinwu. They were lifelike, as if they were a huge garden with exquisite workmanship.

Lin Yin had no idea, when Cheng Jiu woke up, what would his reaction be when he saw this garden?

My first reaction should be to laugh.

Just like when he was trapped under a tree and thought he was a sinner.

Those energy sands that he regarded as sins turned into a small garden, adding color to his pale life.

If, if Yan Chengjiu could appear in his life in the past, what kind of situation would that be?

Lin Yinwu just thought about it for a while, and then stopped thinking about such illusory things.

Without what happened back then, there would be no Lin Yinwu now, and naturally he would not have met Yan Chengjiu at that time.

He waits for me, I wait for him, it's just that simple.

The general's time is endless.

Not to mention three years, even 30 years, 300 years, he can afford to wait.

"JOKER, time is running out." Almost all the members of the Poker Legion came in front of Lin Yinwu, "It has been three years, if you don't turn Chengji into your summoning object, it will really be too late."

"No hurry." Lin Yinwu shook his head slightly, "There is still some time, he will come back."

"Chengjiu has no heartbeat!" Akini couldn't help retorting: "You said his consciousness has gone to other places, but after so long, there is still no news."

Consciousness has gone to another place. It sounds good, but it is not different from the disappearance of consciousness.

No heartbeat, no consciousness, isn't this just a dead person?

"hold on."

"I can't wait any longer." Judith also echoed Akini's words: "Being a summoner can at least save Chengjiu. JOKER, we all know that you are sad, but so are we. Wait a little longer, your ability I'm afraid you won't be able to save him. If you're worried about not being able enough, it's okay, we can disperse our strength and reduce the burden on your body..."

The strength gained through years of hard work is so precious, if you say give up, you will give up, and the members of the Poker Legion will not frown.

"JOKER, I regret it." Pallas looked at Lin Yinwu, his face full of remorse, "We wanted to help you return to the position of commander with all our heart, and we imposed our will on the commitment The old head. The death of the old, we cannot shirk the blame."

"this is not……"

"This is our fault!" Club [-] firmly said: "At the beginning we were not strong enough to harm you, and this time we harmed Chengjiu again. JOKER, I am just a useless Club [-] who has been taken care of by the members for many years. Joker, can you take back my power?"

If the strength is not enough, they can sacrifice at any time.

"The road to becoming a general is doomed to be difficult, but I think that no matter what kind of difficulties, Chengjiu will step through them one by one and come back to me. This is what I have been full of confidence in and unwavering in him from the very beginning. The reason." Lin Yinwu looked at the team members and said.

"I can feel that he is coming back soon." Lin Yinwu touched his chest and said, "There is a sense between the big ghost card and the little ghost card. I couldn't sense him at all before, but now, I already have felt."

The team members didn't say anything more, of course they were willing to trust JOKER unconditionally.

"Wait and see." Lin Yinwu took out another stone and carved it quietly.

Suddenly, Lin Yinwu's carving hand stopped.

"JOKER, what's the matter with you?" The team members found that something was wrong with Lin Yinwu, and asked quickly.

"Listen." Lin Yinwu slowly showed a huge smile on his face, "There is a world law cheering."

cheer?

The people from the Poker Legion were stunned for a moment, and then they reacted in the next moment.

Unarmed Legion.

Yan Zhiyi covered his chest and sat down slowly.

He is also from the world of ancient martial arts, so he can naturally feel the cheers of the laws of the ancient martial arts world.

"Congratulations, Yan Zhiyi." A faint voice resounded over the Wuxia Legion's garrison, "Our Mission World will have another general."

Qianjiadeng and Ji Li are exchanging props.

"The Poker Legion is finally about to usher in a second general." Qian Jiadengchang sighed, "It seems that we are also preparing to train our next general."

"Now, he should still be fused with the law." Ji Li said with a smile, "This means that there will be another desperate puppet like a human being in the world of missionaries."

Poseidon smiled, and pointed his wine glass to the sky, "Welcome to the new world."

"Finally...finally..." The Despair Puppet collapsed on the ground, its body completely falling apart, only the eyes on the head were still active.

It cultivated Yan Chengjiu, and blocked Yan Chengjiu's way of general.

It is afraid that Yan Chengjiu will really become a general, but it is expecting him to become a general.

It is tired of being a puppet, it wants to be a human, it wants higher authority, and greater resentment!But on the other hand, it is also jealous of Yan Chengjiu, jealous of these promising taskers, wishing that they would die worse than anyone else.

Fortunately, fortunately, Yan Chengjiu had already made a choice for it.

The scattered bodies of desperate puppets began to fade.

They became the color of flesh like skin.

First there are bones, then flesh and blood, and finally the skin.

The hands, feet, body, and head all have the appearance of a human body, so they are attracted to each other, and gradually combined into the appearance that a person should have.

a long time.

The Despair Puppet gradually stood up.

It, no, he stretched his arms and legs, seemingly pleased with his new body.

One more heart.

He touched his chest, he still lacked a heart of freedom, and he needed Yan Chengjiu to become a commander to get it.

However, such a day will eventually come.

Ancient martial arts world.

Yan Chengjiu returned to the ward where he died in his previous life.

In the room lay the dying old him.

"You...are you coming to pick me up?" Yan Cheng in his previous life was ashamed of his old heart, but there was some strange expectation in his eyes.

"No, I'll say goodbye to you." Yan Chengjiu shook his head slightly.

"Really? Will my next life be wonderful?"

"It's this life." Yan Chengjiu walked to the side of himself in the previous life, "Without you in the past, there would be no me in the present."

"Are you going to cut off your past?"

"Are you going to give up your present?"

"Are you looking for your future?"

Yan Chengjiu from the previous life asked questions one after another, as if something was asking through his mouth.

Yan Chengjiu smiled at himself in his previous life.

"I already have these three."

Yan Chengjiu stepped forward and hugged his past self.

"Thank you too. For all the lives in our Guwu world, you can be called our mother."

Without your will, without your choice, Yan Chengjiu would not be standing here.

The laws of the world give those who are too obsessed with a chance to save themselves, isn't it giving these people a chance to save themselves?

"I look forward to the day when you become the world master and replace me." Yan Chengjiu in his previous life closed his eyes and disappeared without a trace.

Yan Chengjiu turned his head, and in front of him was an incomparably huge garden.

It's like a traveler who has traveled all over the world and finally returns to his home at this moment, where there are still people waiting for him.

Yan Chengjiu's body was faster than his consciousness, and he had already made the choice first.

Lin Yinwu opened his arms and hugged him, his voice was gentle, and there seemed to be something bright in his eyes.

"Chengjiu, you are already a great [General]!"

Yan Chengjiu raised his head, smiled at Lin Yinwu, and answered a sentence he had never said to Fa Shi.

"Only you are my past, present, and future."

The author has something to say: Type the last sentence, and the main text of "The Doomsday Master" has come to an end. There will not be too many extra words, about five or six, and try to update it every day.

I have always liked the stories of infinite streams, so I chose this subject arbitrarily to start a pit. From January 28st to August [-]th, it took a full eight months to finally finish its main text.

This story exposed many deficiencies, and my level of grasp of this subject matter is really high and low. A large part of the reason for the data gap lies with myself.I still remember that when I first joined V, I updated about 30 words. By the time I added it to my favorites the next day, the subscription plus Bawang ticket was [-] yuan. At that time, I was so discouraged that I almost doubted my life.However, I am not too resigned to my fate. In February, I updated the data for a full month of [-], and finally brought up some data. Although it is still far from the data of previous articles, at least it is not a pitiful two thousand words.

Halfway through the writing, I really really wanted to end it like this, but I still gritted my teeth and continued writing.As of the end of this month, I have completed my first five-year contract in Jinjiang.I had already renewed my contract at the author conference last year, and the second five-year contract will start in September.

Although the last work in the first five years has many flaws and the data is quite miserable, I think it is still worth it, at least I know what my shortcomings are [This is purely self-comfort, well, please don’t expose it. 】

I said so much, in fact, to tell everyone that without your support and comments, I would not be able to make it this far.

Thank you all [bow].

Thank you very much.

Sometimes it doesn't seem like a bad thing to be selfish.

This part of "The Doomsday Grandmaster" ended with the general. My original setting was to end with the late world master, but now I have no plans to start a second part.The setting in the later period is bigger and more inclined to group portraits, which I can't grasp at my current level.Maybe there will be a second part in a few years, I have already thought of the name, just call it "Doomsday Heroes" hahaha.