The favorability system is broken, I decided to put on a vest

After returning to the country of whirlpools, Mori Miyuki touched the desk she had been away for half a month, and was very moved.

Sure enough, she is a hard worker.

After being busy for so many years, I can't stop now, and the days of playing games in the modern salted fish house girl are like things in the previous life. life ah -

Sen Shenxue thought of this, paused suddenly, and opened the task panel.

[Dungeon: Unknown (burst task)]

[Mission Objective: To ensure the survival of the mission object (Whirlpool Mito)]

[Duration: Unknown (until Uzumaki Mito's lifespan ends, or Uzumaki Mito returns here)]

[Failure penalty: The probability of successfully leaving the world is reduced to 50%]

Mori Miyuki stared at the task panel, and suddenly knocked on the sleeping system.

[Hey, little system, she... I mean the real Uzumaki Mito, when will she come back?Will she come back? ]

The system booted quickly, but the answers were disappointing.

[Hard to say.People who pass through passively like this have been out of our observation range, we can't even locate her whereabouts, and of course we can't predict her future. ]

After a moment of silence, the system seemed to have noticed something, and said: [Maybe you want to know the lifespan of Uzumaki Mito? ]

After the host came to this world, he never asked himself how long he would stay here—how many months?Years?Or decades?She never asked.

And now, she asks this question, is it because she wants to change something?Or what is she going to accept and plan?

The system thinks so.

But Mori Miyuki shook her head: [Forget it!I am a person who lives in the 'now', and maybe I shouldn't have thought about the 'future' that is too far away. ]

--What does it mean?

One question mark after another popped up in the system.

Before the system could ask questions, Senior Secretary Yuuki Nara had already walked in in the office.

"Welcome back, Mito-sama." Nara Yuuki smiled, "Did you enjoy your vacation this time?"

Mori Miyuki smiled and said, "Very happy! By the way, Yuuki, do you know anything about folk customs and festivals?"

Nara Yuuki was stunned, then said conservatively: "It should be fine."

Mori Miyuki asked: "Then do you know about the summer festival?"

Summer Festival?

Nara Yuuki sighed in relief and nodded.

Mori Shenxue suddenly showed a happy smile: "Then, I will trouble you for the next thing! I know that this year may be too late, but next year, or the year after, let's hold a grand festival! Let everyone How about having fun?!"

And when that time comes, fulfill your promise and invite Hashirama to come and see it!

Faced with such a scene, the system suddenly realized: [Oh!This, I understand, you decided to like Senju Bashirama, right?Are you going to accept him at the ceremony? ]

[No, I'm going to make it clear to him that day and reject him outright. ] Mori Miyuki said slowly.

system:[……]

The system recognizes once again how complicated a human being is.

·

As the saying goes, what is good at the top will be worse at the bottom.

Mori Shenxue revealed here that he wants to hold a festival and add a festival for the general public in the recent better and better years. He had already prepared busily, and even wrote a plan, and handed it to Mori Miyuki with an expression begging for praise.

Mori Miyuki: "..."

"Ah, this, well, it's okay... But it's still within our means. In the end, this is everyone's festival, and it's better to make everyone happy. If there is a reluctance..."

"Of course I didn't force it! Don't worry, Mito-sama, this festival was decided by all of us! You see, this is the letter of intent signed by everyone in Jinhe District. The names on it are absolutely There is no falsehood!"

"...Ah, this, if everyone agrees..."

"Yes! This is of course everyone's wish! Mito-sama, we all understand that the reason why everyone in the country of vortex can live a better life than the people of the country of fire is all thanks to your kindness, Mito-sama! So in order to thank Mito-sama for your kindness, we decided to erect a statue of you in the center of Jinhe District—"

"This is not necessary!"

……

After sending away the group of overly enthusiastic city lords and business alliance executives, Mori Miyuki pressed the center of his eyebrows when Madara came over with his "homework".

I saw him walking with unrecognizable steps, his handsome face was full of murderous looks, he didn't look like he was here to hand in his homework, but he was here to kill someone.Fortunately, the nearby vortex guards have long been used to this guy's style, otherwise they would really be scared to jump by this kid.

"Are you here again?" Mori Miyuki didn't raise his eyebrows, "I hope you can improve this time."

Full of confidence, Madara slapped his "homework" in front of Mori Miyuki.

"It's absolutely fine this time!" Madara said seriously, "This time it was definitely written according to your request, and it definitely didn't digress!"

Using three "absolutes" in a row, it can be seen that Ban's heart is full of fluctuations at this moment.

Mori Miyuki didn't say much, took this manuscript over for a look, only roughly flipped through a few pages, and then threw it in front of Madara, his cold face was as cold as that of any editor who ruthlessly shot the author's manuscript. Said: "Unqualified!"

Madara gasped, and slapped Mori Miyuki on the table again, filled with unbelievable grief and indignation, "How could it be unqualified again?! You definitely did it on purpose?!"

Mori Miyuki tapped on the table with her fingers: "Madara, let me ask you, what is the theme of this writing?"

Madara replied reluctantly: "From the hope of a good harvest in Uzumaki to the prospect of a better life in the future."

"Then take a look at what you wrote here?!" Mori Miyuki flipped through the manuscript, "Once upon a time, there was a ninja boy whose family was wiped out because it was involved in a high-level game. He was the only one who escaped from the disaster and wandered to the country of the vortex..."

Mori Shenxue couldn't bear to look straight at it—letting you write an essay, what kind of forbearance did you write like this!

"...Afterwards, the boy was taken in by an ordinary farmer in the Uzumaki country. He lived a peaceful life as a father and son, but he didn't expect that at the harvest time of the second year, the enemy came to the door and killed the farmer in front of the boy. And seeing that the enemy was about to destroy the farmer's painstaking efforts—the field, the young man finally came to his senses through tears of blood, thought of the hope and future that the farmer told him, comprehended unprecedented ninjutsu, and defeated the enemy."

Teammates offer sacrifices to the heavens, their mana is boundless, right?

I didn't expect you, a guy with thick eyebrows and big eyes, to play this trick!

"Later, the young man spent ten years trying his best to avenge his own ninjas and farmers. In the end, as a legendary ninja of his generation, he shed all his glory and returned to the country of Uzumaki alone, replanting a Wheat. In the second year, the wheat matured. The former legendary ninja looked at this golden wheat field. Although tears fell from his eyes, the tears were not bitter, but a hopeful future..."

Mori Miyuki took a deep breath: "Madara, do you know what your name is? You are called a forced deduction after digging thousands of miles away! Do you think I will let you pass?!"

Madara was very unconvinced, and patted the table, arguing: "Didn't I write about the hope of a good harvest? Didn't I write about the outlook for the future?!! Mito Uzumaki, don't think that you are my client now. Talking nonsense with your eyes open!! I absolutely, absolutely did not digress this time!!"

Heh, you are the only one who can pat the table, right? !

Mori Miyuki also patted the table, and roared: "I want you to write a touching story on the theme of 'Whirlpool Country Harvest Hope', instead of writing a legend with the Whirlpool Country as the background board. The growth history of ninjas! The story you wrote is for ordinary people in Uzumaki, and it is for everyone to read. The purpose is to publicize to the outside world how beautiful our Uzumaki is, but you can see it yourself! You What a mess of writing this is!!"

Madara is not afraid of this!

Over the past year, in order to "pass the review" from the strict editor Mori Miyuki, Madara has learned how to speak nonsense with confidence.

"What's so messed up? Come and see!" Madara snatched his manuscript and showed it to Mori Miyuki, "The young ninja Kanata suffered genocide in other countries, but in the end he was caught in the whirlpool. An ordinary farmer in the country has lived a peaceful life that he dreamed of. Isn't this promoting the excellent public security of our country of vortex? Moreover, I also specifically described the boy Sota's love for the country of vortex after he came to the country of vortex. Doesn’t the shock of the country’s abundant harvest and wheat fields, and his incredible affection for the various machinery and equipment here imply that the country before him was very poor? Since you want to promote the turbulent How can you show the effect of the superior life in the country without stepping on it?! I wrote this according to your request, and I definitely didn't digress!"

Mori Shenxue gasped and was shocked: What?How can this story of Ren Aotian be understood in this way?

You can still talk about this thing? !

You guy——you came prepared! !

But on this side, Madara was still talking, full of nonsense.

Sen Shenxue really had a headache when he heard it, so he interrupted him directly: "Okay, don't say any more, if you haven't passed it, you haven't passed it! Rewrite it for me!"

Madara's nonsense stopped abruptly, and she looked at her in disbelief.

Mori Shenxue's face was indifferent, and her heart was hard: "You are still a little young to fool people-it's all left over from my play. If you say rewrite, rewrite! Hurry up!!"

The vivid expression on Madara's face quickly collapsed.

"cut."

Brother Ku snatched back his manuscript, snorted coldly, held his head up, and walked out the door like a defeated dog whose manuscript was sent back by the editor, but like a triumphant rooster.

"This guy—" Mori Shenxue was almost amused.

But when she thought about the "Legend of Ninja Heaven" that this cool guy just wrote, she couldn't laugh again.

"Obviously... What this guy wrote at the beginning was quite normal... Instructive and entertaining, touching stories and fables...It was obviously like this at the beginning..."

Mori Miyuki rubbed the center of her brows, feeling a little sad.

"But now, Madara's writing style has improved, the story line has become smoother, and even the skill of debunking questions is improving...Obviously everything seems to be getting better..."

"But why did it become like this in the end..."

……

On the other side, after Madara left Mori Miyuki's office angrily, the Uzumaki clan's guards surrounded him with shining eyes within a short distance.

"Madara-sama, are you going to deliver the manuscript to Mito-sama again?"

The members of these guards are very enthusiastic, and they look at Madara with admiration.

"Master Madara, what story did you write this time?"

"No matter what the story is, it must be a very touching story anyway!"

"That's right, I still remember the article "The Crane's Wife" that Madara-sama wrote last year. It was really amazing. I'm sorry to say that I cried at that time."

"Actually, I am too... Madara-sama is indeed very powerful! Isn't the Land of Fire looking after a newcomer recently? I think it's far worse than Madara-sama!!"

"Yes, yes, when it comes to touching people's hearts, Madara-sama is really good at it!!"

"That's right! Mr. Ban is really amazing!!"

As a tsundere who needs to smooth her hair, Madara is very beneficial to such eyes and flattery.

Especially when the other party's admiration is not his military strength, but his writing ability that was hit hard by Mori Miyuki, this makes him more gratified and moved, as if he has won countless recognitions and countless confidants Same.

——Sure enough, no matter how you think about it, that fellow Uzumaki Mito is too demanding!

Obviously everyone said he wrote well!

But he will never admit defeat!

One day, he will make that nasty Uzumiko Mito cry for his story! !

Thinking of this, Madara nodded reservedly to everyone, and handed over the manuscript in his hand to a member of the security team closest to him.

"Take it and read it, remember to return it to me later."

Amidst the rainbow farts that everyone is eager to find a treasure and clap endlessly, Madara leaves reservedly.

Indoors, Mori Miyuki didn't pay attention to the little movement outside.

In Mori Miyuki's view, all the hustle and bustle is just that people in the barren era have not been bombarded by modern Internet articles, and there is no big movement.

And the admirable environment is conducive to Madara's arrogant literary creation, so let them go.

Now Miyuki Mori only hopes that Madara will be a little more down-to-earth and not be full of arrogance when he conducts "literary creation" in the future.After all, the articles of the Propaganda Department and the routines of Internet articles are not the same thing!

Come to your senses, Ban Aotian! !

Mori Miyuki thought so.

But what she never expected was that within three months, Madara rushed to her with a face full of anger, and slapped a book on her desk.

"Uzumaki Mito! Have you read this book?!"

Mori Shenxue glanced down, a little curious: "This is?"

In the past two years, with the research and development of new paper in Uzumaki, the price of paper has dropped to the bottom, paper and stories have begun to enter thousands of households, and the industry of home has also risen.

Mori Miyuki asked Madara to hone his ability to write stories in order to run magazines and newspapers in the future-as long as a sign is launched, won't there be an endless stream of talents in the future?

And having talents and newspapers doesn't mean controlling public opinion and public opinion? !

But what Mori Miyuki didn't expect was that before her magazines and newspapers were published, the House of Fire Country came out first.

Sure enough, you can't underestimate the people of the world!

"Let me see..." Mori Shenxue picked it up and turned it over, and smiled, "It's also a story about Crane's gratitude? It's a bit similar to the one you wrote earlier, "The Crane's Wife"! It's similar to the beginning, but completely different. If I hadn't been sure that your story hadn't spread, I would have thought this guy was writing it to fight you!"

While talking, Mori Miyuki's smile froze suddenly.

Wait a minute?

Didn't spread it?

That's not right, the story that Madara wrote last time... that story... did it end up... in the hands of someone? !

At this moment, Mori Shenxue thought carefully and was terrified, sweating profusely: No way, no way?Wouldn't it be what she thought? ?

Madara was furious: "No! Although I don't know what's going on, this guy is definitely fighting with me! I wrote about Crane's wife, and he also wrote about Crane's wife. Crane's cruel revenge—you see, every paragraph and every thought of his is provoking me and denying me!"

Mori Shenxue smiled dryly: "Ke Ke is impossible for him to know your existence...it should be just a coincidence, don't think too much..."

Madara said: "I didn't think too much! Look at the last interview story! This guy, he said that he accidentally saw a story about a love-hate crane. No matter what, I can’t agree with its deeds and choices, so I came up with the idea of ​​writing, trying to put everything in order—damn it! He’s coming after me!! This guy! He’s definitely provoking me!!”

Sen Shenxue secretly wiped off a cold sweat: "Then what are you going to do? Can you still rush over and beat the other party out? But you don't know who this family is."

At this moment, Mori Miyuki was extremely grateful for the existence of the "pen name".

The existence of such things as pen names has sheltered many authors and avoided many tragedies throughout the ages! !

Madara stared at Mori Miyuki, saying every word: "I want to publish it too!"

Mori Miyuki: "...Ah?!"

Madara smiled coldly: "I accepted that guy's challenge! Next, I will tell him with my story how naive his thoughts and ideas are! A truly popular and recognized artist in this era , it must be me, Uchiha Madara!"

Mori Miyuki: "..."

Friend, have you forgotten what you are going to do?

Do you really think you write professionally?

Mori Miyuki originally wanted to press this guy who thought of it as soon as he thought it out.

But she thought about the manuscript that she left somewhere last year...

Thinking about the book lying in front of me right now...

Sen Shenxue coughed lightly.

"The establishment of a publishing house also takes time. Five days, I will give you five days, you can sort out and revise your previous manuscripts, and give me the manuscripts you want to publish, but some of the characteristics of the Vortex Kingdom are too obvious. Manuscripts cannot be published, so after you have screened them yourself, I will screen them again. What’s more, you need a pseudonym, and you can’t write your real name when it’s published... Finally, no matter what, you can’t delay the business. I have to write the propositional composition of Tianyi, and it must not be perfunctory, understand?!"

"No problem!" Ban left excitedly, "I'll bring you the things right away!"

Mori Shenxue looked at Madara's furious back, then looked at the book on the table, and finally couldn't help but sighed.

——What is it all about!