Everyone was astonished upon hearing Ling Yi's words.
In Ancient Country, guns were a very sensitive topic. Those who could handle guns were either extremely virtuous or extremely wicked.
Zheng Feng and his companions are the Protagonist, but they are currently just a group of ordinary people who have experienced bizarre events.
" Uncle, you..." Zheng Feng took a few steps away from Ling Yi, unsure of what to say.
There's a possibility that Ling Yi might suddenly pull out a pistol, point it at them, and say, "Want to bet I don't have any bullets in my gun?"
"Don't worry, the guns are legally and compliantly obtained. Not only that, I'll also get you temporary gun licenses," Ling Yi explained with a smile.
Ignoring the puzzled looks on everyone's faces, Ling Yi continued to explain, "You don't really think that the higher-ups aren't paying attention to so many online novel authors dying so suddenly and mysteriously, do you?"
"Two months ago, the government established a special task force to address this matter, and I am one of its members."
The Ancient Country in this world did indeed establish a special task force to address this matter, and as Ling Yi said, the higher-ups had indeed been paying attention to it for some time.
However, Ling Yi's identity as a member of the special task force is fake.
Of course, with Lulu involved, it could be true.
It's not difficult to modify the file and "get" a member status for the special task force from Big Shot; it's just that the process of getting it might not be very proper.
"It's normal for the higher-ups to intervene. Haven't you noticed that there have been fewer and fewer reports of online novel authors dying mysteriously lately?" Jiang Wenshan nodded and said.
"Clearly, to avoid causing panic, the authorities controlled the spread of related information."
This guy is an author of suspense novels, but he also has another identity: a former National Special.
Ancient Country Special Incident Handling Bureau.
However, due to some special reasons, he retired early.
Although he has retired, he still holds a significant position and wields considerable influence within the National Special.
In the original storyline, it was Jiang Wenshan who obtained the guns and ammunition for Zheng Feng and his group, and it was also through Jiang Wenshan that Zheng Feng and his group joined the 812 Special Affairs Group.
Why is it called the 812 Special Affairs Group"? Because the first online novel author to die was on August 12th.
Jiang Wenshan glanced at Ling Yi and asked, "Could you please tell me your number?"
Clearly, Jiang Wenshan needed to verify Ling Yi's identity.
Without thinking, Ling Yi recited a string of numbers.
Jiang Wenshan took out his phone, typed for a while, and then nodded to everyone, saying, " Ling Yi's identity is not in question."
"How did you know?" Guan Hu asked from the side.
"If there's anything wrong with my identity, you can report it to the investigation department at any time," Ling Yi said.
Ling Yi's words instantly increased the credibility of Ling Yi identity.
Yes, if Ling Yi's identity is really problematic, we can simply report it to the investigation department.
Ling Yi checked the time and said to everyone, "It's 11:30 AM now. Let's go have lunch together; consider it a team-building activity for us."
"Let's get to know each other better; after all, we'll be comrades-in-arms fighting side by side from now on."
" Jiang Wenshan, please help me find a training ground. This afternoon, I'll bring the weapons over. Everyone can familiarize themselves with the operation of the Firearms, at least knowing how to release the safety and how to fire!"
Zheng Feng's eyes lit up. " Uncle, you mean we can get the gun this afternoon?"
The others also had bright eyes.
Even the twin sisters had faces full of anticipation.
After all, he rarely had the chance to handle a gun in Ancient Country, let alone a real one.
"After I get back, we'll discuss tomorrow's tactics and battle location," Ling Yi said, then turned and opened the door to leave.
They were left looking at each other in bewilderment.
"And then?" Yu Lan asked, glancing at everyone.
"Let's go eat!" Zheng Feng said, blowing the hairs off his forehead.
"Your hair looks really awkward. What, you want to be a ghost fire kid?"
"Well, it was an accident," Zheng Feng said with a wry smile.
"I have premature gray hair, so I often have to get it dyed. It was originally black, but the hairdresser made a mistake and it turned into gray hair."
"Then dye it back?" Jiang Yue asked, puzzled.
"It costs money to dye it back. The shop owner apologized and didn't charge us for dyeing it, but if we want it dyed back, we'll have to pay."
"Are you short of money?" Feng Ziming asked bluntly.
In her opinion, those who can come here are at least somewhat famous in the online literature circle. Even if they are not great authors, they are still considered local figures.
Even the worst among them can easily earn tens of thousands a month!
"I'm just a struggling writer, earning less than two thousand a month including full attendance bonus. As I mentioned before, the reason Lin Chen chose me was because I happened to kill that Assassin Magic Mage."
Guan Hu patted him on the shoulder and said, "Everyone starts as a failure. If you want to get into this industry, you just need to persevere."
Zheng Feng shook his head. "I don't plan to continue writing. These days, it's too damn hard to get ahead in online novel writing."
"Take my platform for example, we have over 400,000 signed authors, but in reality, only about 3,000 of them earn more than 5,000 yuan a month."
"Most authors barely earn enough for cigarettes; very few can make a living off this."
Everyone nodded in agreement.
These days, becoming a legend in online novel writing is harder North City through the national college entrance examination.
Song Haohan sighed and said, "These days, online novels have gradually become commercialized. Take my wife and me for example, to ensure our popularity, we spend more than 500,000 yuan a year on publicity and promotion."
"No, online novels need to be promoted?" Zheng Feng asked in surprise.
"What else did you think? Elder Song's 500,000 yuan advertising budget is considered low; there are plenty of companies that spend over a million yuan on advertising." Jiang Yue said.
"These days, to become a god, you either have to be willing to invest enough—of course, your work has to be top-notch—or you have to be as lucky as Feng Jinli."
Feng Ziming's attainment of godhood was indeed due to good luck.
It just so happened that the platform had a promotion, and Feng Ziming's work was featured in the special promotion, reaching the top of the Jianghu genre.
And just in time, several wealthy patrons gave him tips, and he suddenly became famous.
Then it spiraled out of control.
As the group chatted and shared their complaints, their relationship quickly improved.
After everyone finished their meal, they were all chatting and laughing together.
Ling Yi, meanwhile, was having dinner with Lulu.
"Did you find anything?" Ling Yi asked.
" Quantum Transfer in this world is incredibly active, more than ten thousand times more so than in the real world."
"It is precisely because of this that online Wencai formed Literary World."
Quantum Transfer is merely a conceptual term that includes, but is no longer limited to Quantum Quantum.
For example, human consciousness and thoughts are actually a form of Quantum Transfer.
In this world, Quantum Transfer is highly active, mainly manifested in human thoughts and consciousness.
Quantum Transfer, along with dark matter and Dark Energy, is the fundamental basis for the birth of the Literary World.
In this world, any completed novel with over ten thousand readers can be considered Literary World.
To put it another way, if we take this to the real world, where the activity of Quantum Transfer is ten thousand times lower, then a novel with over one hundred million readers could also become Literary World.
However, compared to the Literary World of this world, the Literary World of the real world is far too fragile.
It has no impact on reality, so there is no possibility of Literary World invasion.
" Lulu, is it possible to allow people from the real world to enter the Literary World?"
"What's the point of this?" Lulu asked, puzzled.
"Power gained within the Literary World can only be used within the Literary World; it cannot be brought into the real world."
"Only memories can..." Lulu suddenly stopped speaking.
"Doesn't it feel remarkably similar to my Ineffective Transmigration?" Ling Yi asked with a smile.
"This..."
They're not just similar, they're practically identical.
"You mean to say that the worlds we've traveled through are actually Literary World?"
Ling Yi nodded. "I only have this guess, so I need to verify it."
"Theoretically speaking, novels, anime, movies, and TV series can all be considered part of the Literary World. However, since this world itself is Literary World, it is limited by the plot of the novels. Therefore, only online Wencai be considered part of the Literary World."
"But in the real world, there is no such restriction."
"Okay, I'll conduct the test when I get back." Lulu nodded.
"However, in the real world, my abilities would be greatly limited. To verify this, I would first need to build an instrument capable of capturing Quantum Transfer."
"I'll go and work out feasible solutions right away." After saying that, Lulu exploded into a burst of blue light and disappeared.
However, the people around seemed oblivious to this scene, as if they hadn't seen it at all.
Clearly, Lulu altered these people's memories before she left.
Around 2 PM, Ling Yi returned to room 2808 carrying a large leather suitcase.
All eyes were focused on the large leather suitcase in Ling Yi's hand.
Ling Yi didn't stand on ceremony and opened the briefcase directly. What came into everyone's view was a gun.
Ten Charge, ten pistols, and forty fully loaded magazines.
All eyes were drawn to the Firearms.
Only Jiang Wenshan and Feng Ziming looked at Ling Yi.
Good heavens, this pile of stuff must weigh at least two or three hundred pounds. Judging from how easily Ling Yi carries it, it's clear that Ling Yi strength is absolutely terrifying.
" Uncle, let's spar sometime!" Feng Ziming said, his eyes fixed intently on Ling Yi.
Ling Yi shrugged. "Let's get down to business first."
Zheng Feng couldn't wait to take the gun from his bag, but Ling Yi clapped his hands and opened it.
"No, wasn't this gun meant for us?" Zheng Feng asked, puzzled.
"Are you really going to go downstairs with a gun like that?"
"That's true." Zheng Feng scratched his head awkwardly.
Ling Yi looked at Jiang Wenshan
Jiang Wenshan snapped his the Snap and said, "I've found a place to practice shooting."
"Then what are we waiting for? Let's go!" Zheng Feng shouted.
The others immediately became excited as well, clearly looking forward to the upcoming shooting practice.