6/10.
This was the current gestation progress of Wu Xie after Zhao Liang died.
[Come on, Father, I will be born very soon.]
Little River Crab cheered Wu Wei on with a milky, childish voice.
Wu Wei wore a strange expression.
"I feel like ever since I became pregnant with you, the number of bizarre people and events around me has been increasing."
[Father, that only proves that you have gradually embarked on your legendary path. That is how it is written in novels: the protagonist obtains his golden finger, and then becomes an enemy to the world.]
Wu Wei felt that there was nothing wrong with that logic.
It was just a bit chuunibyou.
"I'm not going to argue with you. I'm working on an app these past few days for practice, and I'm almost done, so don't disturb me for now."
"No one can stop me from studying." So thought Wu Wei, the model student from childhood to adulthood.
[Father, please be careful. The things that woman named Lan Meng said are not necessarily all false, and I have also caused you some trouble.]
"???" Wu Wei wore a confused expression.
[Because I am still too weak right now, I must actively release some information to draw those discordant factors toward us. This way, I can be born faster and absorb their energy. You can understand this factor as a hatred aura.]
Ten thousand alpacas stampeded through Wu Wei's mind.
He understood, and thus his mood was very complicated.
No wonder he had been so unlucky lately; the culprit was right here.
[Father, are you blaming me? Wu Xie will be very good.]
Wu Wei remained silent for a long time, then continued working on his practice project.
What else could he do?
He could only choose to forgive her.
That night, Wu Wei worked until very late.
When he got up the next day, his eyes were dark, which caused Wu Tian to show great concern.
"Insomnia?"
During dinner yesterday, the two men had a heart-to-heart, and Wu Tian had thought his son was moved by him, feeling warm inside.
Looking at the moved expression on Wu Tian's face, Wu Wei swallowed the words of explanation he was about to say.
As long as you are happy.
"Yeah, Dad, I'm going out to buy steamed buns and tofu pudding. I'll head back to school after eating."
"Go ahead, and remember, the tofu pudding must be savory."
"Of course, the sweet-toothed are heretics."
After finishing breakfast with Wu Tian, Wu Wei returned to school.
He had already finished self-studying his university courses and had already reported it to his teachers.
Therefore, Wu Wei did not need to attend classes anymore; he could go whenever he felt like it.
He hadn't finished his product last night, so he continued to delve into it after returning to his dormitory.
Soon, he entered a state of total immersion, forgetting both himself and the world.
Wu Wei did not know that the trouble caused by a roommate he had already forgotten had not actually ended.
This roommate was Li Long, the first person Wu Wei had accidentally killed.
In Wu Wei's mind, Li Long, who had left no special impression, was actually considered quite successful and talented in the eyes of many.
His new book, The Scholar's Monstrous Life, had already exceeded ten thousand average subscriptions, with nearly a million readers following it across the web. He was basically guaranteed a top-tier author contract and was a rising star in the web novel world.
As long as he maintained this trend, it was clear that Li Long would be able to achieve success in the secular sense.
But unexpectedly, starting a few days ago, Li Long suddenly stopped updating.
Not updating for several days could not help but make his readers think of one word—"eunuching" (dropping a book).
In the web novel circle, "eunuching" was the behavior readers detested most, bar none.
Soon, Li Long's dark history was also dug up.
Over the past few years, Li Long had "eunuched" many novels; he was an out-and-out Chief Eunuch.
Now, even Li Long's loyal fans were panicking.
They stormed into Li Long's reader group and found the group administrators, demanding they contact Li Long.
In Magic City, Jinjiang Villa, after Mo Yu pacified yet another irritable paying reader, she suddenly became irritable herself.
"Damn it, why should this fairy have to explain for a heartless man? He hasn't replied to my messages in days."
Staring at the enlarged chat interface on her computer, Mo Yu couldn't suppress the rising irritation in her heart; for several days now, she had been the only one sending messages to Li Long.
She was the top patron of Li Long's new book, his loyal fan, and even an administrator of his reader group.
These were merely her public identities.
In private, she held another role—Li Long's online romantic interest.
With mutual affection and both being single, the two had been flirting for a while, and their hearts were already beginning to stir.
Mo Yu had even prepared to meet Li Long in reality, never expecting that he would suddenly pull a "ghosting" stunt.
Mo Yu felt she could no longer tolerate this.
"Wu Wei, this is my final warning. If you don't reply to my messages, you will definitely pay the price."
Naturally, no one replied to her.
A dangerous glint flickered in Mo Yu's eyes.
"Very well, Wu Wei, you forced my hand. If you want to blame someone, blame yourself for telling me your real name and showing me your photo."
Mo Yu opened an image from a folder on her computer; if Wu Wei were to see it, he would surely be baffled, for it was a high-definition, uncensored, handsome portrait of himself.
"Heaven and Earth, boundless and vast, track him across ten thousand miles—search!"
A minute later, Mo Yu's gaze sharpened; the location had been successfully pinpointed.
A sinister smirk appeared at the corner of her mouth.
"Wu Wei, prepare to welcome my wrath."
Wu Wei's eyes widened, unable to believe what he was seeing.
He had been working on a capture program on his computer and was just about to succeed when the screen suddenly went black.
Then, a hand as white as jade reached out from inside the monitor.
Have you ever seen The Ring?
This scene was exactly the same as the one where the girl crawls out of the television.
Wu Wei was particularly impressed by his own mental fortitude; he hadn't even screamed out loud.
He just watched quietly as an arm stretched out and then retracted.
A moment later, a beautiful head poked out from the screen.
The eyes on that head were vivid and lifelike, and upon seeing Wu Wei, they sparkled with spirit.
Wu Wei felt both surprise and killing intent.
"Wu Wei, it really is you."
Wu Wei: "(¬_¬)"
Young lady, do we know each other?
"Speak, why did you stop updating?"
"Why did you deceive my feelings?"
"Why didn't you reply to my messages?"
Wu Wei: "(?ω?"
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