Chapter 3178

Li Yao is still thinking about the day.

Although he was far away from the Internet novelist at that time and didn't see the scene clearly, he didn't know whether he was hallucinating or not. He seemed to hear the sound of the broken chandelier and the broken tendon of the Internet novelist.

Later, when the crowd was in a commotion and the crowd was running away, he also vaguely saw the red blood stains on the exhibition stand, like a winding snake, spitting out his tongue at him, trying to convey some message to him.

Later, I heard that the Internet novelist was seriously injured and died with regret.

With the development of information technology in modern society, most young people have seen a lot of accidents and bloody videos, and their psychological endurance is not so bad.

But Li Yao's heart is still beating and his mind is full of this matter.

Is it... Fear?

No, in addition to fear, it's more about doubt. There's also something that's not clear, flowing in the brain circuit.

Li Yao also remembered the death of two masters in the field of fantasy and animation in the East and the west, Gilson and Takaya.

After more than half a day's fermentation, these two events have caused an uproar in the small circle of fantasy literature and animation lovers, with all kinds of semi true and true Posts flying all over the sky, as well as netizens' spontaneous mourning and so on.

In principle, Li Yao is not a fanatical fantasy literature fan or comic book fan. There is no need to join in the fun.

But he just couldn't help looking at the news of the two masters' passing away, every photo, and comparing the two pieces of news with the accidents in the animation festival.

He didn't know why he did it.

Fusang, a cartoonist who loves mahjong, a ruthless master of Western fantasy literature, and a local Internet novelist have nothing in common or any connection.

Although it's a bit of a coincidence that accidents happen almost at the same time, it's not surprising that there are so many writers of fantasy, science fiction and fantasy literature all over the world, as well as a large number of cartoonists and animation game makers, as well as 10 times more employees.

But Li Yao just felt that

Looking out through the slanting wind and drizzle on the balcony, the whole Jiangnan University Town is shining yellow fireworks in the twilight. Not far away, it has just been repaired, and the roar of cars comes from the viaduct that runs through the whole city. The campus is full of colorful umbrellas, forming a gorgeous world like a kaleidoscope.

The world seems a little bit monotonous than the last second.

No, it's not now. To be more precise, when the hot headlight fell from the sky and hit the head of the Internet novelist, Li Yao felt that the "tone" of the whole world had become a bit more monotonous and gloomy than the last second.

It's like a world originally made up of 18000 colors. One color has been reduced to 17999.

Perhaps, one day, the whole world will become black and white, even black and white do not exist, only a dead gray, forever.

"What hysteria am I having?"

Li Yao woke up from his trance and couldn't help laughing. He knocked his head hard and said, "is it because he has read too many novels or had too many dreams? What's in his head?"

Now it's graduation season.

Students are busy writing papers, running internships, looking for jobs, to meet the society to bring them Li Yao click on the "read the text", opened the magic tomb?

I don't know why, the rhythm of Li Yao's heart beat suddenly disrupted.

It was like a short needle, which was ten thousand times thinner than hair, and hardly existed. It stabbed his heart.

Wake up! Wake up!

Heroes who have been sleeping for hundreds of millions of years, wake up!

The war has begun, the trumpet is roaring!

Multiverse sea needs you, we... Need you!

"What the hell? It's the time when I worry about graduation and job hunting. I didn't sleep well, and my nerves are weak? "

Li Yao pulled out his ears, emptied out the irritating noise, rubbed his heart and continued to watch.

[rust lake.

Federal special waste disposal site 23.

Also known as the "magic tomb.".

With the continuous development of the cultivation civilization, the magic weapon, which used to be high and driven by the practitioners, has entered thousands of families and become an essential tool for ordinary people to travel, study and work at home.

While bringing convenience to life, a large number of discarded magic weapons and metal waste are also produced.

Most of these rubbish magic weapons have a lot of spiritual power left, which is easy to cause radiation pollution. The magic weapon array is extremely unstable, and even has the risk of explosion. If left alone, it will cause great damage to the environment.

Therefore, a number of "special garbage disposal sites" will be set up around every big city in the Federation to deal with the discarded magic weapons.

No. 23 special waste treatment plant is located in the southern suburb of "the city of Fugo", an important federal training town

Looking at these lines, Li Yao was stunned for a long time.

It's true that, as Yu Xin said, the writing style is quite... Rudimentary, which can only be regarded as barely explaining things clearly, and the setting of the background is not so outstanding. It's a common start for such "pseudo science fiction of online writing". Even if Li Yaoping didn't read many online novels when he was young, he had seen no less than ten similar starts. He simply can't understand why these authors are so keen on the garbage dump, Or did you use your brain for reference when writing?

"This is a pseudo science fiction that can be seen everywhere, ordinary and crude. There's no need to continue to waste time."

Li Yao bit his lips and warned himself in a sharp voice, "don't look. There's no need to look any more. Don't go on, don't go on, don't go on!"