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"A new life belonging to Li Qingshan has begun!"

Lao Wang has written up to this point, which is exactly 4,000 words, almost reaching the limit of human beings.

My mind was buzzing, and I got stuck again. It was so stuck.

He couldn't help but sigh: "Why do some tentacle monsters update 20,000 times a day? Why can't I come up with any plot after writing 4,000 words? These people who update 20,000 words a day are either in hydrology, or they don't belong.

Human category.”

The main reason for Kevin is the rescued "human pig".

He doesn't know what the "human pig" is used for, and what kind of main plot can it trigger?

I really...can't think of it.

But he wrote everything he wrote, digging holes but not filling them, and he couldn't do anything to offend readers!

"That's it for today, continue playing the game tomorrow, or dreaming tonight to figure out the answer!" Wang Hao yawned and turned off the computer.

When he came up with this idea, he couldn't stop.

Ever since he was a child, he has had a strange ability to directly "dream" answers to some questions through dreams!

Although under normal circumstances, he doesn't want to be spoiled, but now, doesn't he want to write a novel? How to write a novel without an outline.

I went to the bathroom to wash up, then lay back on the bed and fell asleep.

Maybe it was because he was thinking about it during the day and dreaming about it at night, but he really dreamed of returning to the world of mountains and seas!

The dusk fell heavily and dark clouds rolled in.

It is raining in Qingshi Town, Shanhaijie.

Rumbling, a loud thunder suddenly sounded, which startled Wang Hao. He couldn't help but wonder: "I am really a genius. If thunder hits me in my dream, won't it wake me up?"

The thunder he heard in this state gave him an unprecedented mysterious realization, which slowly washed away the violent atmosphere hidden in his heart, and made his mind feel calmer than ever before.

He seemed to have recalled something and realized something...

The raindrops were falling heavily.

The rolling raindrops outline thousands of pictures of Qingshi Town. The buffaloes in the fields are waving their tails happily and eating grass lazily, turning a blind eye to the rain. The farmers are wearing straw hats and hiding under the trees, chatting happily.

They were talking about something, maybe they were discussing this year's good harvest; the wildflowers and weeds on the edges of the fields took the opportunity to grow wildly, and the frogs and toads were croaking; the chickens that were out foraging were accidentally soaked and turned into drowned rats.

The owner rushed back to the chicken coop...

Leaves, young seedlings, flowers and grass, rocks, muddy paths, big buffaloes, tricycles, animals escaping in the rain, as well as malicious eyes hidden in the wilderness, these beings seemed to sense something and ran away one after another.

Escape.

This is Qingshi Town under his command, a prosperous Qingshi Town.

"This is my world."

Wang Hao forgot all his annoyance, forgot to breathe, and even forgot that this was a lucid dream. He seemed to have transformed into this world, quietly observing the swaying of flowers, plants and trees, and observing the operation of human society...

When he came back to his senses, time passed quietly, the rain stopped, and the sun shone on the earth again.

"How wonderful, the birthplace of the new world."

"You will eventually become the new world, right?"

Or, give a little gift to the new world?

"This year is a good harvest year." Wang Hao said, "With these grains, this year's harvest may be doubled, and the rice can mature a month earlier."

He seemed to have really become that great emperor, in a dream world, and all his wishes came true.

Under the gentle breeze, the rice fields in Qingshi Town swayed along with it, as if they were tainted with a faint harvest atmosphere.

"Those who work hard will always gain something."

Another breeze blew by, repairing the hidden physical ailments of the workers and allowing them to live a few more years.

Several farmers with tanned skin seemed to feel something. They looked around for a while and stretched their tired muscles.

They suddenly felt that their bodies were extremely light, their arms were no longer sore, and their lumbar discs were no longer herniated. This strange thing was amazing.

"I won't give you anything extra. You can't rely on me for everything."

After doing all this, Wang Hao felt as if he had fed ants with snacks.

He continued to look down at the town.

Not everything is prosperous, a few people have conflicts and are fighting with each other.

The way local people curse people is also quite strange.

"You son of a bitch raised by the center of evil!"

"You are a beast raised by the Water Ghost King!

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There is also the girl in the hook fence, and the little baby next to it seems to have grown up a little; there are even two sneaky guys in a corner, doing the crowing of cocks and dogs.

"Alas..." He, Lao Wang, is not a chicken-hearted person. He can completely tolerate some flaws.

Some businesses, if they are for survival, can only be said to be the oppression of people by the old society, which is understandable; if they are only for pleasure, then they can only be attributed to moral issues.

Not long after, Wang Hao recalled his purpose and focused his attention on the medical room next to the Taoist temple.

The medical room was the cleanest place in the entire town. The floor was paved with smooth bluestone, the air was filled with the smell of disinfectant, and a large cabinet was filled with various medical tools and a lot of antibiotics.

Bacteria in this era are generally not resistant to drugs, and a small amount of drugs can save a life. Therefore, the reputation of the medical room has spread throughout Qingshi Town in just one month, and its prestige is second only to "The Mother of Sores".

And Miss Fengling, who has pointed ears, is dozing off on the table.

As if sensing someone's secret gaze, she suddenly woke up from her dream, rubbed her eyes with her hands, and looked around: "Why do I feel like someone is watching me?"

"Isn't anyone coming in? Then I'll sleep for a while..."

"Isn't it the Sore Mother looking at me? Or is it another existence looking at me? Then I have to sleep for a while, no matter what."

Although she is a girl with small breasts, she seems quite cute.

Lao Wang waved a breeze, and the girl, who had worked overtime for a long time and had not slept well, fell asleep beautifully.

His purpose this time is to figure out the subsequent plot caused by this "human pig". What is it?

As the game plot continues to advance, its true purpose can also be revealed.

But Wang Hao really can't wait any longer. He will now "dream" the ending directly through dreaming!

Otherwise, his novels would be somewhat unsustainable!

The "human pig" was placed on a hospital bed by the medical staff. It was dying, with a terrifying face and no human shape. Even the skin was peeled off, exposing the dark red muscle tissue under the skin. If it were not for its strong immune system, it would be far away.

Far beyond normal people, they would have died of infection long ago.

Fortunately, after being cared for, the poor man was wrapped in medical bandages, like a mummy, and he was able to see a little better than before.

Wang Hao felt pity in his heart. This kind of life where the eyes cannot see, the mouth cannot speak, the ears cannot hear, the nose cannot smell, and even the skin has been peeled off, leaving only the feeling of pain, is really a hell within hell, unimaginable pain.

A breeze blew through the window, gradually soothing the frightened and painful soul.

Eventually, the poor man seemed to calm down.

He seemed to see a sun rising slowly, illuminating the entire spiritual world.
Chapter completed!