My vampire princess wants to repay a debt of gratitude.

Lin Mo had no interest in caring about any of that.

He found the Mushishi barrier to be really annoying, and he would definitely ask Teacher Jiang Chatu how to break it later.

Finding a secluded spot, Lin Mo activated his spirit world teleportation and returned to his home.

Having successfully completed his first self-directed journey through the spirit world, he felt completely weak and had an empty stomach. He lay on the sofa, calling out Lin Xuan's name.

At this point, Lin Xuan needs to cook herself a bowl of noodles.

"I'm so hungry, are you taking a shower?"

Hearing the sound of water in the bathroom, Lin Mo asked slowly, then stood up and walked towards the bathroom.

"This, this must be a dream? My brother is back."

Lin Xuan rushed into the living room and looked at Lin Mo, saying:

"Brother, hit me now."

Her demands are very masochistic.

Of course, the older brother would grant his younger sister's request.

Lin Mo controlled his strength and flicked her forehead.

"what!"

Lin Xuan was thrown to the ground, and she covered her protruding forehead.

"Brother, I really am dreaming."

Lin Mo broke out in a sweat.

"What dream? Aren't you in pain?"

"It hurts, it hurts so much. In the real world, you don't have that much strength, and you wouldn't hurt me so badly."

Lin Xuan said with unwavering determination.

Lin Mo was unable to refute for a moment, in fact he had already controlled the power.

"Tell me, what did you dream about?"

"Brother, I was just taking a shower when I dreamt that a strange wind blew through the living room. I looked around and suddenly realized that you had come back."

Lin Xuan muttered, while Lin Mo wiped the sweat from his forehead. That wasn't a dream!

I was blown back by this evil wind, or more accurately, I was transported to the spirit world.

Lin Xuan stretched and then noticed the middle-aged man lying on her sofa.

Who is he?

"My classmate, Li Mao."

Lin Mo gave a brief introduction, then pointed to Lin Xuan, "Hurry up and get dressed, he'll wake up soon."

"Hahaha, it really was a dream! Look at his face, he doesn't look like your classmate at all. None of this makes any sense!"

Lin Xuan looked up at the sky and let out a long howl, then left Lin Mo behind and went back to her room to sleep.

Since her younger sister wouldn't cook noodles for her, Lin Mo had no choice but to buy several buckets of instant noodles from the convenience store downstairs.

After confirming that Li Mao had only fainted and was not in a vegetative state, Lin Mo ate some instant noodles and went into her room to start drawing in her notebook.

The notebook is actually his usual source of inspiration; he doesn't draw in the studio, otherwise Ye Zimo would be able to see it.

He would occasionally share the drawings he made in his notebook to his fan group as a treat.

Of course, all the paintings of Ye Zimo are private collections and will never be circulated.

No, that little brat Lin Xuan has already secretly seen it. Next time, I have to lock the door. I absolutely can't let her sneak into my room and rummage through my stash of things without any restraint.

Lin Mo picked up a pencil and quickly began sketching on the sketchbook. With a series of scribbling sounds, a series of 18+ images appeared on the paper.

This is purely a sketch from memory, presenting the scene of the storage room from before.

Sure enough, the actual human models were more realistic than imagined.

Lin Mo was particularly moved by those actions.

Japan is such a wonderful place; I would love to go back again after visiting once.

Lin Mo was struck by inspiration and kept drawing in his room until dawn the next day, when he finally put away and hid his notebook.

He will only share this precious item with fans who tip him more than 100 yuan; otherwise, no one can see it!

This is a manuscript, unlike comics drawn with a drawing tablet; manuscripts are much more precious!

Drawing by hand takes longer than drawing with a drawing tablet. Since he got a drawing tablet, he hasn't drawn by pencil for a long time.

However, after gaining superhuman strength, his speed increased many times over, becoming outrageously fast whether using a pencil or a drawing tablet.

So he picked up the habit of drawing sketches in a small notebook again.

Li Mao also woke up, picked up the instant noodles on the table, and ate a whole bowl.

Logically, Lin Mo should have sent him back to Li Wentao immediately, but Lin Mo didn't, which clearly meant he had something to tell him.

Lin Mo came out of the room, went to the bathroom to wash up and change his clothes before coming to Li Mao, who was eating instant noodles.

"Lin Mo, it's so good that you're alright."

If it weren't for the throbbing headache, Li Mao would have suspected he was having a nightmare.

"Um, class monitor, I have something to tell you."

Lin Mo poured himself a glass of water, drank it, and sat down on the sofa.

"You saved me this time. Tell me, whatever it is, as long as I can do it, I will do it."

Li Mao tossed his center-parted black hair and looked at Lin Mo with a serious expression.

Chapter 98 A Burst of Inspiration

"I don't want other people to know that I'm a wizard. You know those big mouths in school, they can easily misunderstand this profession."

Lin Mo didn't want Li Mao to reveal his superpowers; the more people knew, the less safe he would be.

What if his classmates ask him for help every now and then?

What if the government wants to study him?

What if he implicates Ye Zimo and the entire vampire world?

In short, it's better to avoid trouble, and the low-key Lin Mo didn't want to attract too much attention from outsiders.

"Yes, I understand. Superheroes all need an ally who can keep their secrets!"

Li Mao clenched his left fist, his inner chuunibyou burning fiercely.

Lin Mo gave him a high five: "That's right, justice needs partners!"

Wait... I'm getting sidetracked!

Lin Mo withdrew his hand and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

"In short, this matter must not be known to anyone else."

"Okay, don't worry, I'll keep it a secret."

Li Mao agreed readily, and after eating instant noodles, he was sent home by Lin Mo to reunite with Li Wentao.

Lin Mo is still on leave, so he has a lot of free time.

He opened the comic app. As everyone knows, comic artists open their own comics every day, silently liking, following, and reading comments.

Because of Li Mao's situation, he hasn't checked the comments for several days. He'll take this opportunity to see how the newly uploaded romance storyline is being received.

I don’t know, I’m scared.

Comic book fans who usually keep to themselves suddenly appeared and left comments, resulting in more than thirty more comments per page compared to before.

"I've been following your updates for so long? You just change the style like that? Have you ever respected me? Give me back my 1 yuan tip. (Funny face)"

"Huh? How come there's suddenly a female supporting character?"

"Mo-chan, what kind of trashy romance did you add?"

"Mo-chan, this looks so awkward. It's obviously just wishful thinking from a single dog who's never been in a relationship."

"It would have been better not to add it at all; the plot would have been unwatchable."

"Garbage, garbage, garbage."

"Mo-chan, wouldn't it be better to come back and focus on solving the case?"

"Why not just focus on writing about monsters?"

"Mo-chan, have you never been in a relationship?"

"Caught a single writer."

Lin Mo was frustrated and angrily threw his phone down.

Just as the phone was about to hit the ground, he quickly dropped to the ground and caught it.

You bought a phone for 999 yuan, and it's broken and you have to repair it. Doesn't that hurt your wallet?!

Why be upset over silly netizens? It's not worth it.

Thinking this, Lin Mo opened the chat software, and his editor, Xiaomi, also sent him a "congratulatory message"!

"Mo-chan, did you see that? It wasn't trending much to begin with, but after adding the romance, I pushed it to the front page of the romance channel, and suddenly you got so many haters. Are you excited?"

"Thank you so much..." Lin Mo sweated. "You know it's a hater too? Adding haters, I'm so excited."

Xiaomi's comments were like a bombardment, because Lin Mo hadn't seen them before, so he left several at once.

"Don't think that haters aren't fans. Look at how many people in the entertainment industry became famous because of being criticized by haters. We should learn from this. Besides, criticizing others generates buzz. I'm not trying to comfort you, but the data improved a lot. Of course, these haters aren't very loyal. You'll have to put in some effort to keep them."

“I’ve looked at the plot carefully and found that the female supporting character you wrote is not likable. You should kill her off and replace her with another one, preferably one with long, straight black hair, who likes black stockings, with a loli face but a mature woman’s heart.”

"Hey, Mo-chan? Have you never been in a relationship? This part of your drawing is really abrupt. Can you go through a relationship before you start drawing? Otherwise you won't be able to retain your fans."

"Why aren't you replying to my messages? Mo-chan, don't you love your editor Xiaomi anymore? That's why love can disappear."