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Xianyu sneered, and said, "You know nothing about a tree!"

Jiachun angrily slapped her with a leaf, but Xianyu dodged it neatly.

Jia Chun said: "Then why did you do this? And you know that even if you said what you just said, Rong Siling will completely forget it under the constraints of the rules. You are risking your life and looking for death!"

Xianyu pretended to be surprised and said, "Could it be that you care about me? Didn't you just say that I'm a cold-blooded monster?"

Jia Chun snorted coldly, and said: "Although I don't know exactly what's going on, I know that there are rules. What you said just now has violated the rules. You're going to be locked up in a dark room."

Xianyu waved his hand and said, "I'm in my space. Even if the rules are aware of what I said, they will only give me a warning and won't do anything to me. But you, you don't want to quit the Star Network yet. , are you going to accompany me?"

Jiachun gave a piss and said, "Where's the radish?"

"I led you to another realm. Let's wait for the next time. The next time Rong Siling logs in, let Luobo find her. Hey...for love."

"get out!"

After Jiachun said this, he quit the Star Network.

Xianyu shook the cup in front of him, and said to himself, "Don't let me down."

Rong Siling didn't know about this, she took off her helmet after leaving Xingwang, and walked out of Xingwang's virtual cabin.

When she was lying on the bed, she felt that her neck had been pricked. She stretched out her hand to touch it, and remembered that Jiachun was still hanging around her neck. She said that she wanted to go to Starnet with her, but she registered as a user. It took a long time.

She looked at the sky outside. She entered the Star Network at noon, and it was already evening.

The speed of time in the star network is the same as that of the outside world. In the interstellar era, people have conquered space, but time can never be conquered.

Rong Siling sat up, hesitantly said: "Jia Chun, are you back?"

Jia Chun shook the leaves, quickly retracted the foundation wrapped around Rong Si Ling's body, and said, "Master, I'm back."

Rong Siling breathed a sigh of relief, always felt that with Jia Chun, the big killer coiled around his neck, he couldn't even breathe smoothly.

Even though she knew that Jiachun would not hurt herself, people's instinctive reactions were often out of her control.

Rong Siling walked to the edge of the table, pressed the order button, and the menu was sent to the imperial dining room, where the imperial chef would take the initiative to prepare the meal and send it back within half an hour.

After Rong Siling finished ordering, he lay down on the table, turned on the optical brain and began to browse the news about Xingwang.

In fact, what concerned her most, of course, was whether the emperor had given him a marriage.

She has been in the palace for three days. In the first few days, people from the palace would come to greet her and serve her, but she sent them away later.

She opened the star network headlines, the fact that Her Royal Highness was given a marriage to a third-class guard will definitely be reported by all major media.

However, in the past few days, the news she saw was all about the follow-up to the last Zerg attack, and even wars in various places, as well as the latest high-tech weapons developed and so on.

Speaking of it, it is really strange that there are not many stars and singers in the interstellar era.

Rong Siling wondered for a long time at first, but later remembered that in the interstellar era, because of the perennial wars, the people's customs are aggressive, and most of them attach great importance to military force, but almost no one has set foot in the entertainment industry and literature industry.

Occasionally, a different piece of news appears, which is also geological news about which planet is suitable for tourism and which planet has the most abundant resources.

Rong Siling quickly browsed through the news. For a Xibei guy like her, the news was as difficult to understand as a bible, and she could hardly understand what it was talking about.

She finished flipping through it, and only 5 minutes had passed.

Rong Siling pursed her lips and lay down on the table. Jia Chun jumped in front of her and said, "Master, do you feel bored?"

Rong Siling nodded, and complained childishly: "It's not fun in the palace."

Jia Chun shook the leaves and said, "I think it's not bad. After all, the light and water source here are the best. However, if the master is really bored, he can find something to do."

Rong Siling became interested, raised his head from the table, and asked curiously: "Is there anything I, an omega, can do?"

"A lot..." Jia Chun counted them one by one, and said, "You can chat with people, or you can arrange flowers and embroider. What did the master do to pass the time?"

Rong Siling tilted her head and thought that in modern times, she spent most of her time in class and studying.

During the winter vacation and summer vacation, I would go on a trip with my grandparents, and occasionally participate in city and national competitions.

If she was alone, she would write calligraphy and paint to cultivate her sentiments.

I would even write a few lines of poems, study them for several days, ponder over the wording issues, and if the writing was good, I would write it down and hang it on the wall.

There are also articles, and she will also contribute to magazines such as Zhiyin Reader.

Thinking of this, Rong Siling's eyes suddenly brightened, and said: "I can write novels and submit them to magazines."

No, I don't know if there are any magazines in the Interstellar Age.

Moreover, she is in the palace now, and her every move is monitored by the emperor, so she cannot act rashly.

In this way, she may consider writing and publishing on the Internet, and Optical Brain is the best platform.

Action is worse than heartbeat, she hastily clicked on the optical brain, searched the station, but found only one station, there are countless news on the entire optical brain, but there is only one station!

It's a bit unbelievable to say.

Rong Siling hesitated and clicked on the only website, a website called Xingji, the name is really straightforward and cuts to the point.

Interstellar, the homepage of this website is very simple, and it is planned like a block of tofu. It is divided into several sections. The top one is the information column, which mentions the latest literary news.

It is further divided into asymmetric left and right plates, with literature and art on the left and scientific research on the right.

The literature and art section actually only has five pieces of information, while the scientific research section, the news is constantly being updated, and even the area of ​​the section is twice as large as the literature and art section.

Although Rong Siling doesn't know much about modern Internet literature, he also knows that modern Internet literature is in full swing. Website masters such as Nanpai Sanshu and Tang Jiasan Shao have an annual income of tens of millions.

It is precisely because of this that it has attracted batch after batch of young people to enter the world of online literature.

In the interstellar era, she looked at the only five pieces of literary information, and clicked on one by one to read.

The first article is about scientific research, but this is literary archaeological research, which tells the civilization before the interstellar.

The second article is still scientific research, which studies the art of ancient calligraphy and painting.

The third day was still scientific research, this time the evolution history of the mecha was studied.

The fourth and fifth articles are finally different, and to put it simply, they can be regarded as literary novels, but the introduction of the novel is similar to the style of modern Long Aotian.

yy flow?

Rong Siling poked in curiously, only to realize that this is not pornography, but the autobiographical novel of General Helian Yunheng, the God of Space War.

All kinds of scientific data and text descriptions in it are accurate to three decimal places, and the dense data makes her, a little white, dazzled.

Rong Siling hastily closed the webpage, feeling like her IQ is not online anymore.

The last novel is also about a hero's autobiography, but this time it's a different person, the first emperor of the Huaxia Empire, Rong Zemiao.

Rong Siling quickly flipped through the first few chapters, dazed by a series of specific data.

She is still a top student in modern times, but after arriving in Interstellar, why does she feel that she has become a scumbag?

By the way, does anyone really read such novels?

Rong Siling looked at the number of favorites, and found that there are still people who read them, but there are not many readers, only about a hundred, and even these novels are published for free, never charging.

This station is really just an online literature platform.

Rong Siling was immediately discouraged. In the eyes of these "reckless men", the real literary works she wrote would only be nothing but moaning, and no one would definitely read them.

But that's not what she cares about.

Rong Siling quickly pulled himself together and registered an account on StarCraft.

Of course, the interstellar network is very strictly controlled. If there is no accident, a person can only register an optical brain account, star network user name, and unique station id with his ID number.

When Rong Siling entered the user name, he hesitated for a moment, and entered meow.

But after thinking about it, she felt that it was not very good. She still had to hang on to the Starnet account of Meowmi, and was browsing in the Starnet, and in Interstellar, she had a premonition that the article she wrote would be sprayed.

It would be miserable if someone seeks revenge.

Rong Siling hurriedly deleted the last three words, leaving only one meow, she paused, and entered Commander Meow in the box.

But this account has already been registered.

Rong Siling pursed her mouth, deleted the commander, and replaced it with other words, sir, colonel... Finally, she entered Colonel Meow to finally register successfully.

At this time, the imperial dining room had already delivered dinner.

While continuing to register, Rong Siling was still thinking about whether to write poetry or novels while eating.

She won't copy the works of earth writers just because this is an interstellar world, it's not fair.

The reason why she writes is only for her own entertainment and leisure, and it is the same in modern times. She doesn't need to get everyone's attention, and she doesn't care about fame and fortune.