Excessive ferocity due to caution

After leaving the restaurant, Zhao Yi and Chris strolled along the streets of the outer city of the ruined city.

A pitch-black world.

Without the sun, it is inevitably cold.

After the streetlights stretched their shadows into elongated, grotesque shapes, Zhao Yi looked up at the eye of the storm in the sky and said:

"I remember the person who went into Havel's grave..."

Chris asked curiously:

"Who?"

Zhao Yidao:

"A novelist."

"At first, I couldn't match him because their body types didn't match perfectly; there were some things that weren't quite right..."

"I made a mistake that almost everyone makes—when people match two things, they subconsciously look for differences, and if there's even the slightest discrepancy, they subconsciously eliminate it..."

"That's why I overlooked other points that could match up."

On the dilapidated street, Zhao Yi held a warm cup of coffee in his hands, his eyes still filled with doubt.

Xu Shengzhi was able to fight off the shadowy figure.

However, they don't match perfectly.

"Should we go find him and ask him about it?"

Chris asked.

Zhao Yi took a sip of coffee and clicked his tongue, saying:

"We need to find him."

"But I won't talk to him about it."

"Some secrets, those who don't want to talk about them, you'll never get them out of them... But luckily I have a pair of pretty good eyes, I can see for myself."

Zhao took a taxi to the slum.

Xu Shengzhi did not move.

They still live here.

The only difference is that with the salary from the Jie Sect, he no longer has to be so stingy every time he goes to the Shaxian Grand Hotel.

I knocked on his door.

The warm-toned chandelier swayed gently under the influence of the fan.

A rich aroma of inspiration filled the room. Xu Shengzhi's pants zipper wasn't fully zipped up, and he was holding a roll of toilet paper.

"It's clear that you've come a long way in your search for inspiration."

Zhao Yi praised.

Xu Shengzhi looked embarrassed. He was about to change his pants, but when he saw Chris behind Zhao Yi, he very gentlemanly put his pants back on.

He coughed twice, then asked in a flustered manner:

"Brother Zhao...what does the sect leader want with me?"

"It's nothing, just checking in on my subordinates."

Zhao Yi carefully looked him up and down before approaching his messy desk.

Besides a laptop, there were also many dusty books on it.

The laptop desktop says:

Heaven rewards diligence; a million can make you a god!

Believe in yourself! Gold always shines!

The bottom right corner is labeled:

[Last month's royalties: 23]

Even a dog would shake its head at this fee.

"The novel you wrote?"

Zhao opened WPS on his desktop.

It's marked as Chapter 404.

Wow, you've written quite a bit.

Xu Shengzhi was a little embarrassed.

The shy expression on her face was as if she were secretly wearing sexy women's clothing and walking down the street, and a passerby accidentally lost their balance and fell towards her, tearing off the clothes covering her.

"Yes……"

"It's not well written."

"If the leader has time, could you give me some advice?"

Zhao Yi opened his novel, skimmed through it briefly, and asked:

Have you considered going out to collect trash?

Xu Shengzhi was taken aback upon hearing this, then replied seriously:

"Master... are you insulting my novel?"

Zhao Yi shook his head:

"That's not true..."

Xu Shengzhi's complexion improved slightly.

But Zhao Yi quickly explained:

"I am insulting you."

Xu Shengzhi clenched his fists tightly, his face turning pale and then red:

"Even though you all think my novel is terrible, I'll still keep going!"

Zhao Yi asked curiously:

"crooked?"

Xu Shengzhi's face was resolute:

"Because I believe... my novels will one day become legendary!"

Zhao Yi and Xu Shengzhi stared at each other for two seconds, then Zhao Yi suddenly took out his phone and dialed a number:

"Wu Liang, give Xu Shengzhi some proper work... Yes, even shoveling latrines will do, he's just too idle."

Xu Shengzhi stared wide-eyed.

Depend on!

I'm writing a novel... what did I do to deserve this?!

At that moment, he desperately wanted to escape, but he couldn't!

"Master..."

Looking into Zhao Yi's concerned eyes, Xu Shengzhi's eyes filled with tears.

"Thank you..."

Zhao Yi patted him on the shoulder and earnestly advised him:

"Promise me you won't go hungry after you go to clean the latrines... Well, I mean, the pay for this job is high, you can have a good meal."

Xu Shengzhi readily agreed.

Finally, after sending Zhao Yi away as if he were a plague god, Xu Shengzhi breathed a sigh of relief and sat down at his computer desk like a deflated balloon, staring blankly at the computer screen.

A pale blue, cold light shone on his face.

After being lost in thought for a long time, his eyes regained their focus and became serious.

"He's starting to doubt me..."

Xu Shengzhi muttered to himself, as if he were communicating with someone.

"I told you long ago, he's too cunning..."

"...I know, but he'll find out about you sooner or later."

"If he survives this time, perhaps that list can be given to him..."

"..."

...

Leaving the slums, Chris quickly caught up with Zhao Yi and whispered:

"Master...that room is a bit strange."

"When I entered the room, I had a feeling that something was watching us..."

Zhao Yi did not stop.

"The shadowy figure who went to Havel's cemetery was not Xu Shengzhi."

Chris raised an eyebrow:

"Not him?"

Zhao Yi stared at the coffee in his hand, his expression subtle.

"no."

"But it has something to do with him."

"That person is almost identical to Xu Shengzhi in most ways."

"Only three things are different..."

Chris asked:

Which three places?

Zhao Yi replied:

"Chest, waist, hips."

"The mysterious person who went to Havel's cemetery... was a woman."

Chris lowered her head and thought:

"Could it be his older or younger sister?"

Zhao Yi shook his head and said:

"Twins only look alike; their physical development is much more diverse than their appearance."

Chris was confused upon hearing this.

"Who could it be?"

Zhao Yi handed her the half-cup of warm coffee, and smiled as he looked at Chris's confused expression:

"Drink it all up."

Chris's beautiful eyes lit up.

"Thank you for the gift, Master!"

"Master...do you know who that mysterious person is?"

Zhao Yi did not answer.

The two walked towards the end of the long street.

Meanwhile, in a small building in the slums, Xu Shengzhi stood by the window, watching Zhao Yi and his companion disappear at the end of the long street, his expression complex...

PS: Second update.

4800 .。

Go to bed early, my darlings! Goodnight!!