I survive in a high-risk world by writing essays

After the dinner party, I had already gone directly to the dormitory, and it was only halfway through that I remembered what I forgot.

——The general, Ragdoll cat and Maoyou who were fostered by Principal Noctua before departure.

Because after I came back, I went to the operating room to see the female doctor Nizi dissect the corpse, and I went to eat and drink sukiyaki pot and fox udon noodles... I couldn’t think of them for a while. guy.

I hope they are all well-behaved during this time and have not caused any trouble.

I went to change the route and went to Principal Noctua Moth to bring the generals back.

Accidents are not accidents...

However, what I brought back was a dog and two cats, but the by-products of the harvest—for example, the wool felt toys that Principal Night Moth made for the generals were more than the number of cats and dogs. One's cute.

"Isn't that a little too much?" When I took over these cute dolls made by Principal Night Moth, who looked like a tough guy, my voice was a little weak.

If it's just two or three dolls, it's fine, but it's outrageous to make several sets of small clothes for the general and the puppet cat!

My eyes fell on the puppet cat who was squatting reservedly.At this moment, the puppet cat was wearing a light pink skirt that was probably made by the principal Ye Moth himself, and it looked even more like a fairy.

As for the general, although it is not as delicate as the puppet fairy, it still looks very good.

"These are the things they are used to during this period of time, and they like it." Principal Ye Moth said with a serious face, speaking forcefully.

After he finished speaking, his sharp eyes behind the sunglasses raised slightly, and he looked at Xiao Zhihua floating beside me, and took out a small paper skirt from the pile of handmade works behind him, it was not the same as the one Xiao Zhihua was wearing. Twelve singles, but a dainty yukata kimono more akin to those worn at summer firework festivals, "This is hers."

I don't know if Principal Ye Moth is good at paper crafts, but looking at this little dress, it can be said that he really put his heart into it.

Xiaozhihua understood that this was for her, and floated forward a little curiously, circling around the paper bathrobe that Principal Ye Moth took out.

I was silent for a while, "Principal Night Moth, you must like your daughter very much, right?"

After all, whether it's Xiaozhihua or the puppet cat, Principal Noctua seems to give a little preferential treatment, but it may also be that he simply likes cute creatures.

Principal Ye Moth didn't answer my question. I looked at such a large pile of things, and finally thanked the general and the others, and took these things back to the dormitory.

"You are finally back!"

As soon as I opened the door, I was greeted by Mu Mei's excited voice.

Mu Mei gently pulled out the root system from the soil of the flower pot——since Xia You left, the restraint that prevented Mu Mei from getting out of the flower pot was basically useless, and it was almost dependent on flowers Basin conscious.

"Well, we're back." I smiled a little and closed the door after everyone came in

"Hurry up, hurry up, come and help me!" Mu Mei panicked and hopped over to me with a tree root on the ground, and used the tree root to push the mobile phone I bought for him before, "That ...The editor said that the old man's story has met the publishing requirements, and he wants to invite the old man to a book signing event, what should I do?"

I said "uh", "It doesn't matter whether the signing will be held or not, as long as you refuse, the editor won't say anything."

Mu Mei didn't say anything, just looked at me helplessly, not to mention how strange it was for the old man on the tree trunk to have such an expression on his face.

"So you want to participate, right?" I knew it when I saw Mu Mei like this, he probably wanted to go to the signing event.

Mu Mei was embarrassed to admit, "Nor...not at all... It's just that the readers are too enthusiastic..."

Ryoko couldn't bear to look straight and turned her head, and saw that the doctor was looking at my room with great interest, and picked up the published book of "The Madman in a Box" that I put on the shelf to read. Not only that, but he seemed to be planning to read the book on the shelf. Other books, such as Ryoko's, Jiao's, and Zhihua's, walked over unhappily, as if intending to set rules for new doctors.

"Mu Mei, it's not that I won't let you go, how do you plan to go?" I had no choice but to tell Mu Mei like this, "You are not a girl manga artist, but actually a male high school student. Will there be news like "Shock! The new romance novelist is a century-old tree"?"

Let’s not say that Mu Mei is a curse spirit. Readers can’t see his question when we go to the signing event. I haven’t seen a way to turn a non-human curse spirit into a human form so far.

Mu Mei lowered her head sadly, "The old man knows."

"Actually, the autograph session is quite boring. If you really want to see what the autograph session will be like, find someone to go instead of you, and then broadcast it live for you." got an idea.

"Forget it, let's concentrate on writing." Mu Mei turned around dejectedly, jumped on the balcony, buried the roots back in the flower pot, and faced the room with the faceless face on the tree trunk lonely.

Even if he said that... I can't help it.

I sighed, looked around the room, and finally landed on the new doctor.

"Now it's time to talk about the previous topic, doctor." I sat at the end of the bed and spoke calmly, "When did you show up?"

Ryoko, who was 'educating newcomers', calmed down, looked at the doctor strangely, and walked to me.

"A month ago." The doctor didn't hesitate this time, and gave an accurate time with a smile.

A month ago it was July.

"Tokyo?"

"It's Tokyo."

The doctor kept his smile when he said these words, which was also his habit.

Before he went crazy, as a doctor, he would often comfort patients and their families with a friendly smile.And after going crazy, his smile always contains dangerous neuroticism, in popular words, it is a smile that is 'perverted to look at'.

I also smiled, and said softly to the doctor, "Come here, let me take a good look."

The doctor walked in front of me according to his words, his eyes flashed with a strange light for some reason, and his tone rose again, "I'm here, what does Master want me to do~"

"Speak seriously!" Liangzi couldn't bear it anymore, "Who is a serious person to speak in such a tone!"

And with the tilde!

I have no problem with the doctor's way of speaking, as long as he doesn't suddenly call me 'Dog Xiujin Sama' in front of outsiders and kill me, I don't have to correct people's way of speaking.

How should I put it, my feelings towards doctors are actually quite subtle.

Because apart from Ryoko, I seldom bring strong emotions into my works. Even when I write plots that make readers cry to death, my mood is so calm that there is no fluctuation.

But Knapsack in a Box... As I said before, this book is my doubt of authenticity.

As the protagonist of this book, there is a part of myself in the shaping of the character of the doctor.

At that time, I was in a very bad mood, and the glass products in the house were smashed into boxes after boxes. At that time, it was not a kind of vent for me to write "The Crazy Man in a Box", and there was nothing at all. Consider also venting without inhibition.

Originally, after I finished writing this book, I never planned to submit it for publication, because it would undoubtedly transfer this kind of fear to the readers. If the readers start to doubt the world, it would be my fault.

Editor Zhongxiang persuaded me for a long time but I didn't agree. Finally, editor Zhongxiang simply took an idea, that is, to explain the general situation of the book to readers, and then ask readers to vote whether they want to read it or not.

The results are obvious.

In fact, I want to know that with human curiosity, the more you don't let me see it, the more you want to see it.It’s just that I didn’t think too much about it at that time, I was too lazy to do anything, and the publishing matters were all handled by the Zhongxiang editor.

Thinking of this, I can't help but wonder what is the doctor's rating in the spell system, level two, level one, or special level?

After all, even when creating, I, the creator, create with negative emotions. I don't know what level a doctor can be regarded as, but the popularity is not as good as Liang Ziguang, so it should be in this range.

"Sake, with one more word from him, isn't this dormitory a bit small?" Ryoko gently reminded from the side.

I froze for a moment, then came to my senses, and said, "Well, let me ask if the dormitory next to me can be used for me first since there is no one there."

The doctor sighed very sadly, "Why is this so, I am still looking forward to living with Master Master~"

Hearing this, I finally asked the question I had been wondering for a long time, "Wait, I remember I didn't write you as this character?"

Where did the doctor start to go astray?

"Huh? I don't know about that either," the doctor said innocently, "But... I discovered a very interesting thing in each injury!"

The doctor said to me in the tone of a child sharing a fun toy, "Pain is really amazing! Even though the world I live in is fake, but I often forget it when I feel pain, so I say , the pain is real!—but I don't like being hurt by others, and I've killed them by the time I come to my senses."

As I was talking, the doctor looked at me suddenly with strange eyes, and his voice and tone of voice also became a strange sticky tone, "If the pain is given by the master, it must be very painful. Great!"

I:"..."

Mu Mei, who turned her back to the room but could still hear the voice in the room: "...???!!"

In fact, Ryoko, who was still very innocent, kicked the doctor out after being shocked, and stood firmly in front of me with the cub... um... that thing, "Damn pervert! Stay away from sake! "