ShenRuipingsatathisdesk,staringblanklyatthepagesofhisnovel.Heknewthathecouldn‘tchangethecourseofeventsnow,butitdidn‘tanhecouldn‘ttrytorewritetheending.Afterall,asanauthor,hehadthepowertonipulatethestoryandgivehielfahappyending.

    “Whydidyoucoback?“heasked,hisndracingwithquestions.

    ShenRuipingfeltasurgeofgratitudetowardshisprotagonist.HehadneverconsideredthepossibilityofShenXiong‘sconsciousnesstryingtohelphi

    “What‘sgoingon?“ShenRuipingaskedaloud,startled.

    “I‘ou,“ShenXiongreplied,hisvoiceweakanddistant.“Atleast,I‘ourconsciousness.I‘vebeentrappedinthisbodyforwhatfeelslikeernity.“

    ShenRuipingsighedandrubbedhisteles.Hehadspenthourspouringhisheartandsoulintothenovel,andtothinkthatitwasallfornothingnowdehieellikehewantedtocollapse.Theprotagonist,ayoungnnadShenXiong,hadbeentransportedintotheworldofhisownking,onlytofindhielfinaprecarioussituation.Thevillainousgician,Zhiyan,haddiscoveredShenXiong‘strueidentityandwasdeternedtokillhi



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    “Ineedyoutokeepwriting,“ShenXiongsaid,hisvoicefilledwithurgency.“Iknowthatitsoundscrazy,butIbelievethatifwecankeepvingforward,weghtbeabletofindawayoutofthissituation.“

    “Whatdoyouneedtodo?“heasked,hisndracingwithpossibilities.

    ShenRuiping‘seyeswidenedinshock.Hehadneverexpectedthistohappen.

    Hetookadeepbreathandbegantotypeoutanewconclusionforhisnovel.Ashewrote,hefeltasenseofdeternationwashoverhiHewasnotgoingtoletZhiyanwin.HewouldfindawaytodefeathindsaveShenXiong‘slife.

    “Iwantedtohelp,“ShenXiongsaid,hisvoicefilledwithdeternation.“IknowthatI‘otsupposedtobehere,butIcouldn‘tjustsitbackandwatchyoudie.I‘vebeentryingtofindawaytoescapethisprisonforsolong.“

    ButjustasShenRuipingwasgettingintothezone,heheardafaintvoiceinhisnd.ItwasShenXionghielf,butnotashehadexpected.TheyoungnwhohadbeentransportedintotheworldofthenovelwasnowspeakingtoShenRuipingfroithinhisownnd.