I asked you to write a light novel, but you wrote about living?

The naval forces that Yuntu had been lying in ambush moved almost at the same instant.

A comment, though seemingly sincere, was thrust into the center of everyone's view by someone with the highest authority.

It was no longer a fleeting barrage of comments, but transformed into a line of dazzling holographic text, hovering in front of Yu Wen's wheelchair, and simultaneously projected onto the retinas of over two million people.

Since Teacher Yu dared to stand up, I'd like to ask a question:

[The novel *To Live* depicts an old era of hunger and starvation, but you are only in your early twenties, a native of the lower-middle districts, who has never even seen the real loess soil or a real famine.]

Without that kind of experience, how could you have written "To Live"?

After this, it's like a switch has been flipped.

In an instant, countless manipulated and genuinely questioned comments flooded in, bombarding Yu Wenhe and the entire internet with that line of questions again and again.

[Yes! How could someone write so realistically if they hadn't experienced that era?]

[How could a disabled person who has never gone hungry write about Fugui selling his daughter and Youqing being so hungry that he steals food? I don't believe it!]

This is irrefutable evidence! Without that kind of life experience, you simply couldn't fabricate those details!

[Yu Huashi, answer this question! What have you experienced that gives you the right to write "To Live"?]

The blinding holographic text, along with the screen full of questions, pressed down on the young man in the cold light.

This time, they were smarter.

We will not get entangled in that vague and illusory "unique copy," nor will we delve into those so-called evidences that have been thoroughly refuted.

They only asked one question: How can a twenty-year-old cripple from the lower city who has never seen loess and famine write about the suffering of that era?

This question seems to be flawless.

Because it touched upon the shared, unspoken doubt in the hearts of two million people across the internet.

Even those who had voiced their support for Yu Wen in the live stream couldn't help but feel a pang of anxiety.

This...this is indeed a difficult question to answer.

If he can't answer, then all the previous speculations will be confirmed.

The piercing holographic text, along with the screen full of "What right do you have?", pressed down on the young man in the cold light.

Yu Wen, though seen on camera, seemed unmoved, even a little amused.

coming.

He had long anticipated that those who lurked in the shadows and hated "To Live" to the core would not let this live broadcast go unnoticed.

He had been waiting for this kind of question, "You can't write about something you haven't experienced," ever since he decided to start broadcasting.

only……

Yu Wen stared at the word "light" that seemed to jump right at the end of his opening remarks, and silently muttered to himself, "..."

They arrived really quickly.

He wasn't even given a chance to catch his breath.

These people have all sharpened their knives, just waiting for him to show his face.

But the more this happened, the calmer he became.

He knows this question very well.

……

Weiguang Literature, Computer Room.

As soon as the questioning word appeared, the air in the entire computer room suddenly tightened.

"They're here. The people from Cloud Atlas have made their move."

The operations manager's voice was dry:

"President Chang, this message has extremely high access levels; it's been seen across the entire internet."

Chang Liren's hands, which were behind his back, clenched almost imperceptibly.

This is exactly the situation he feared most: real-time, public, and unavoidable.

The other party held a knife to Yu Wen's neck, forcing him to bleed in front of two million people.

He stared intently at the young man's calm face on the data wall, giving no orders and using no backend resources to intervene.

"Mr. Chang, would you like to...?"

"No need."

Chang Liren uttered two words, his voice extremely deep:

He said he would come by himself tonight.

He paused, as if speaking to someone else, yet also as if speaking to himself.

Trust him.