It was another boring day. Ling Ping'an sat at the counter in boredom, looking at the computer screen.
He felt that life seemed to have lost its meaning.
Because the number of words in the document on the computer screen was zero.
The writing time was 6 hours and 42 minutes.
The typing speed was 3,260 words per hour.
But there was not a single word in the document.
Because he had deleted them all.
He had tried to write a total of four different beginnings.
Son-in-law, soldier king, abandoned young, loser's counterattack.
They were all the most popular themes now!
But unfortunately, every beginning could only be a beginning.
Then, he deleted them.
The reason was...
"That damned obsession with reasonableness!" he sighed.
For web writers, reasonable hobbies were really the enemy of life! It was the biggest obstacle to the promotion and rise of every author!
And obviously, he couldn't break through this obstacle.
He wanted to research the price of a son-in-law...
Wasn't this looking for trouble for himself?
Meow!
The kitten, Bastet, jumped onto him and rubbed her little head affectionately against his chest.
It seemed to be comforting him.
"How obedient!" Ling Ping'an touched the kitten's soft fur and felt some warmth.
He stood up and looked out the door.
It was already evening.
He looked at the takeout box that was delivered at noon.
There was also a lot of sushi and a large bowl of eel rice.
He thought for a moment and gave up the urge to order takeout.
When he was in school, he already knew the importance of environmental protection.
For the forests and wetlands of the Federal Empire, and also for the protected animals and plants that lived in the protected area.
Ling Ping'an had always been very frugal.
So, he picked up the leftovers from lunch and walked upstairs. He casually heated them up, carried them down, and sat at the counter to eat.
The leftovers didn't taste as good.
But Ling Ping'an slowly ate until he was half full.
He put down the bowl and chopsticks and looked at the kitten that was looking at him eagerly.
"Do you want to drink tea again?" He could tell at a glance that the little guy was greedy for his' tea leaves'.
Meow.
The kitten meowed spiritually.
"Okay!" Ling Ping'an stood up, picked up the teacup, and poured some leaves from the drawer. Then, he walked to the water dispenser and made a cup of fragrant tea.
The man and the cat shared this cup of fragrant tea.
"Comfortable!" After drinking his share, Ling Ping'an collapsed on the chair in satisfaction.
Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a drunken figure staggering in front of his shop.
Patter!
He fell to the ground.
Ling Ping'an quickly stood up. He pushed the door open and saw the guy who had fallen at his door.
It was a foreign man who looked to be in his thirties.
Ling Ping'an scratched his head.
As a law-abiding and cultured citizen of the Federal Empire, Ling Ping'an was very friendly to these foreign friends.
After all, those who could come to the Federal Empire were either here to travel or to discuss business.
"Sir …" He crouched down and patted the drunkard's shoulder. "How are you?"
He was not afraid that this drunkard did not understand the language of the Federal Empire.
That was because the official language of the Federal Empire was universal.
After all, almost everyone had something to ask of the Federal Empire, and the Federal Empire could actually still live very comfortably after leaving the world.
That was why the Gonghe Party advocated glorious isolation.
What does it have to do with us when foreign nations fight to the death?
Wouldn't it be nice to close the door and hide in a small building?
When the drunkard heard his words, he seemed to open his eyes soberly.
Then, he moved his lips.
Ling Ping'an quickly lowered his head again.
In the end, he saw a dagger pressed against his neck.
"Kid!" The foreign drunkard instantly became extremely fierce from his drunken state. He grabbed Ling Ping'an's collar and pressed the dagger tightly against his neck. "Hurry up and bring me in. Otherwise, don't blame my knife for not showing mercy!"
Ling Ping'an was so scared that he peed his pants.
This was the first time he had encountered such a dangerous thing in his life.
However, he wasn't flustered.
After thinking about it carefully, he decided to stall this foreigner first.
Thus, he said, "Calm down! Sir, calm down! "
"Everything is negotiable..." He looked at the dagger pressed against his neck. For some reason, Ling Ping'an was actually a little excited.
It was as if the dagger pressed against his neck was just a toy knife.
"Are you looking for money or …?" He asked.
"Cut the crap!" The foreigner began to exert force. "Pretend to help me into your shop first!"
"Okay!" Ling Ping'an nodded. "Since you like it..."
Thus, he stretched out his hand and cooperated with the foreigner's actions. He pulled him up and walked into the shop under his coercion.
Meow!
A cat meowed, sharp and shrill.
Ling Ping'an's eyes saw the kitten, Bastet, jump up high from the corner of the counter.
The kitten's vigorous figure was incomparably elegant.
With great speed, it fell on top of the Gentile's head.
Then, it stretched out its claws and suddenly scratched his scalp.
Ah!
The foreigner let out a miserable cry.
It looked like the kitten's scratches hurt him a lot.
Ling Ping'an immediately took the opportunity to break free from his coercion.
Then, he took a vigorous step and picked up the bronze taotie handicraft that was placed in the corner of the counter. He planned to send it to his aunt.
He turned around and did it.
Bang!
The bronze handicraft hit the other party's skull.
It made him bleed profusely.
He staggered and fell to the ground.
Ling Ping'an carefully stepped forward and kicked him. There was no reaction.
"You scared me to death!" He let out a long sigh.
Then, he picked up the phone. "Hello, is this Yao Ling?"
"I have a robber with a knife here..."
"Well, you might not believe it, but the robber and I have subdued the robber..."
"How thrilling!"
"Hurry up and get someone here!"
After hanging up the phone, Ling Ping'an went forward and hugged the kitten, Bastet, who was still lying beside the foreign robber, growling in a low voice and baring its fangs and brandishing its claws like a hunter.
Then, he kissed it on the mouth.
"Little darling, you're so brave!" Ling Ping'an said, "In the future, I'll buy you whatever you want to eat!"
If it weren't for the kitten, Ling Ping'an suspected that he would have died here today.
It was too thrilling!
But …
It was so exciting!
He didn't know why …
Ling Ping'an felt a faint anticipation in his heart.
He looked forward to such excitement every day.
"Bah bah bah!" He spat repeatedly. "The bad ones don't work, the good ones do!"
The Federal Empire's police were very efficient.
A few minutes later, a police car with a siren arrived at Ling Ping'an's shop.
A burly police officer got out of the car with a few police officers.
"Where is the robber?" The police officer asked.
Ling Ping'an pointed at his counter.
"Officer, where is he!" He said.
In his eyes, the person lying in front of his counter was a typical foreigner.
He had blonde hair, was slightly bald, and had pockmarks on his face.
But in the police officer's eyes.
Who was the person on the ground?
It was clearly a broken corpse that had been smashed to pieces. His entire body was almost completely broken, but he could still vaguely recognize the characteristics of a werewolf.
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