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 ==== Part 2 ====
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+**__"Become a Novelist"__**
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+Not everything that happens here deserves believing — Urban Legend
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+[Supernova Serial] An Unsuitable Job for A Puppet
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+Chess Master Fay\\
+//Posted on August 15//
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+//Continuing: A prescription of ages past containing the secrets to longevity was stolen. The girl from the Ten-Lords Commission who looks like a porcelain doll gave chase. She had to catch up before the secret was leaked, to apprehend the criminal...//
+"Madam," a short foxian female judge calls out cautiously. "Not even the Ten-Lords Commission could identify bioelectric signals without any evidence. This judgment seems a little arbitrary..."
+"The point is not the signal itself," the girl being called Madam interrupts. "A secret prescription from the Theophany Era is hidden in the Elixir Research Terrace, and was stolen by an Outworld thief..."
+"You mean...?" Asks the foxian tentatively, afraid of being remonstrated by her leader for not knowing.
+"Has all items stored in the Elixir Research Terrace been advertised so widely that even Outworlders know about it? Has it become common knowledge?" Says the girl, pausing to add: "Go and look into things there, including any previous doctors who've been fired or quit."
+"Miss, please stop. This is the men's restroom..."
+Before he can finish, the Vidyadhara man guarding the door of the men's room feels a cold object on his neck. Looking down, he sees a scepter in the shape of a spear-tip.
+According to his own words, he has been able to safely survive his first 300 years by relying on three words alone: "understand the situation." So he immediately smiles and says: "It's urgent, right? Then I won't stop you, haha."
+Then, he escapes in a strange pose, turning his head with an apologetic smile as he flees down the dark alleyway.
+The dark-haired girl uses her scepter to lift the filthy curtain over the restroom's doorway and walks inside.
+Behind the curtain, a strong stench stimulates her olfactory center. A quick analysis is completed within a nanosecond: It isn't the smell of ammonia, but a pungent odor of sodium hypochlorite. Perhaps the vast majority of law-abiding citizens of Xianzhou would never imagine an apothecary hiding out in an abandoned public restroom like this.
+In the deepest part of the apothecary, a man who appears to be a physician is lost in thought. Before he can react, a young girl approaches him like a ghost. A chain, as if it had a life of its own, coils around him, binding him tightly, while the sharp tip of a staff presses against his throat.
+"Who did you tell about the secret prescriptions kept in the Elixir Research Terrace?" The girl asks, then slightly releases the pressure so that he can speak.
+"Prescription... I don't know about any prescription... Ugh..."
+He only manages to say a few words before the girl tightens her grip, blocking up the words in his throat.
+"Who is he?" She demands, again relaxing her right hand slightly.
+"Ahem... I don't know... Ugh..."
+"How many of the Ten Lords' interrogation methods have you heard of? I'll ask you one last time: Who is he?" She retracts the spear-like scepter and, in a display of strength disproportionate to her size, easily lifts him up off the ground.
+"Ahem... Coventry! Ahem... Albert Coventry! There, I said it! I told you. Please spare me!"
+The man suddenly feels all his strength has left his body. Both his legs give way as he collapses to the ground. When he comes back around and tries to see the girl's face, he realizes that the entire nightmarish interrogation process is as though it never existed — only the rustling sound from the alleyway remains.
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+Xianzhou Smartie\\
+//Posted on August 15//
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+Master! I've been waiting for your work for a long time. I'll read every single one. Thank you master!
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+Snowy Coat\\
+//Posted on August 15//
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+This chapter is good.
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+Six-Eyed Flying Fish\\
+//Posted on August 16//
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+Fay really is the Xianzhou King of Hardboiled Fiction. Every chapter weaves back and forth, revealing shocking surprises! It's unbeatable!
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+Chess Master Fay\\
+//Replied to: Six-Eyed Flying Fish, August 16//
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+You overstate things. I don't deserve such praise. In my opinion, there are many hard-boiled novelists who are better than I.
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+Six-Eyed Flying Fish\\
+//Replied to: Chess Master Fay, August 16//
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+No way! You're so humble — you definitely deserve the title of the Xianzhou King of Hardboiled Fiction. There's none better than you out there!
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+Philosophy Mad One\\
+//Posted on September 15//
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+From a psychoanalytic perspective, the author comes off as a big Other, and must learn to restrain the sliding of the signifier with the awakening of the ego.
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+Chess Master Fay\\
+//Replied to: Philosophy Mad One, September 16//
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+What is all this you're talking about?
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+Judge's Dog\\
+//Posted on October 28//
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+Judge, ahhh! Why are you rewarding him, arghhh!!! Don't hit him, hit me instead!!! Hit me! Let me be your dog, ahhhh!
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+Snowy Coat\\
+//Replied to: Judge's Dog, October 28//
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+Where do you live? Let's talk offline.
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+Judge's Dog\\
+//Posted on October 29//
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+I deeply understand and reflect upon my inappropriate words. I will be cautious in word and deed, and be an upstanding pillar of the Xianzhou community. Please stay safe in online book review sites: The long arm of the law can still reach you there.
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 ==== Part 3 ====
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+**__"Become a Novelist"__**
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+Not everything that happens here deserves believing — Urban Legend
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+[Supernova Serial] An Unsuitable Job for A Puppet
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+Chess Master Fay\\
+//Posted on August 20//
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+//Continuing: When a crime is committed, the judge must bring down the gavel. In terms of the result, what value is a secret if nobody knows it? As long as it's still a secret, its true form is not important at all...//
+The girl opened the scroll she was carrying and looked thoughtfully at the real-time data refreshing on the map.
+"The intel Coventry obtained is not the prescription. Is that what you mean?" asked the foxian judge meekly.
+"The prescription is just a front." said the girl, without looking up.
+"So... as far as I am concerned, Coventry is just being used. Some people in the Elixir Research Terrace wanted to stir up chaos to muddle the news of their research. The news of theft is just a ploy for redirection." the foxian said, sending across several notes to the scroll in the girl's hand. "I've already got the diviner who is able to recover the data presumed lost."
+"Well done." The girl nodded, her tone still ice-cold.
+When the foxian judge heard this cold praise, she tried her best to maintain a serious expression but her ears couldn't help wiggling.
+About three hours later after confirming nobody was following him, Coventry opened the door and called out: "I'm back."
+As soon as he opened the door, he felt something was off. The room was completely dark. That crazed Xianzhou hacker Mishang used to welcome him back by singing a strange ditty, but this time the room was dead silent.
+"Something is wrong," he quietly said to himself as he pulled out his weapon. He pushed on into the darkness.
+Behind the screen that sectioned the room, a white figure emerged slowly. Coventry almost reflexively pulled the trigger of his hand crossbow.
+A two-inch-long, thin, cyan-colored bolt thrummed, hovering about a foot in front of the delicate face of the young girl. The bolthead crackled with sparks as if trying to break through the invisible barrier.
+"H—How did you find me?"
+"Cycrane." The response was a cold and emotionless female voice.
+"That drone? I released it as soon as I landed!" cried the man nonchalantly.
+"The influenced cycrane has been retrieved by the Realm-Keeping Commission. Its flight path was enough for the Divination Commission to triangulate your whereabouts." The girl half-curiously touched the quivering bolthead in the air like teasing a butterfly.
+This was the moment Coventry was waiting for, the split-second window of opportunity for his escape.
+He bent his knees and pushed off with the soles of his feet. A purple electrical arc could be seen in the center of his palms. Coventry roamed many worlds and had always fluttered outside the grasp of the Interastral Peace Corporation. He was perpetually on the wanted list, not just because of his well-planned schemes, but also because he knew what to do when he was caught.
+Under his artificial skin, a network of electrical pulses was implanted, Coventry rarely showed this trick up his sleeves to anyone. Whether it be the long-life species of Xianzhou or the Artisanship Commission's Ingenium creations... With a fully powered strike, they would likely all turn to ashes.
+"Electromagnetic field activate!"
+"Gotcha!" The man felt his enemy in his palm. If it wasn't for the need to concentrate all his attention on maintaining the electrical output, he would have laughed out loud.
+Smoke rose and sparks flew as the unpleasant smell of burning filled the area.
+Coventry trembled as if having an epileptic seizure as he struggled to control himself. Upon impact, the pitch-black room spun into a blob of shadow in his unimaginable defeat.
+"Your movement is too slow." The young girl materialized from within the shadow.
+M—Movement? Coventry stared at his wrist, bent at an unnatural angle. At some point in time unbeknownst to him, that hand was forcibly pressed against his lower jaw.
+"Using electricity without being insulated. What a useless maneuver."
+The judge in white showed no emotions on her face.
+"Involuntary Immortalization and Immortality Theft. These two are the gravest of the Ten Unpardonable Sins. Do you admit your guilt?"
+The man could not control his shaking, partially because of the electric shock, but more because of the fear.
+With the remaining sanity he could muster, he begged with his coarse voice, "Please... Please forgive me. I haven't even peeked at the prescription. I will leave it behind and get my butt off of the Luofu. Please... You will never see me again!"
+Coventry steeled his nerves, awaiting the verdict from the judge — but there was only silence in the darkness. After a long while, he seemed to hear an impossible sneering from out of the darkness.
+Immediately after, that same cold voice rang out again and in a sacred, firm, and undeniable tone said word-by-word:
+"Ten Lords' Verdict."
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+Xianzhou Smartie\\
+//Posted on August 20//
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+Sir! I've been waiting for your work for a long time. I'll read every single one. Thank you!
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+MyNameIsMartha!\\
+//Posted on August 20//
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+Are we sure this Big Smartie isn't a bot account?
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+Snowy Coat\\
+//Posted on August 20//
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+It's a little bit exaggerated, but I love it.
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+Six-Eyed Flying Fish\\
+//Posted on August 20//
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+The Xianzhou King of Hardboiled Fiction has a new book out! Let's go give it our support now! Those so-called "masterpieces of fiction" have got nothing on this, so don't waste your money and time reading those! Master Fay is a boon for all of us lucky readers on Xianzhou!
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+Chess Master Fay\\
+//Replied to: Six-Eyed Flying Fish, August 20//
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+You're really too kind! The lucky one is me — to have such discerning readers as you all!
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+JingYuan_IS_MyHusbando\\
+//Reply to: Six-Eyed Flying Fish, August 21//
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+Is Six-Eyed Flying Fish a sock puppet account of Chess Master Fay's!?
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+Chess Master Fay\\
+//Replied to: JingYuan_IS_MyHusbando, August 21//
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+Venomous slander. How could I be the Chess Master Fay? There's no way I could imitate the magnificence of his written word.
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+JingYuan_IS_MyHusbando\\
+//Replied to: Chess Master Fay, August 21//
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+You forgot to switch accounts.
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+Judge's Dog\\
+//Posted on November 2//
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+Judge, please arrest me!!! I surrender. I have sinned!!! The sin of infatuation — with you!!! O Judge, I wanna be your dog!!!
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+Snowy Coat\\
+//Replied to: Judge's Dog, November 2//
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+That's about enough.