Three Towers Game

Chapter 1325 - 420: He Comes from Evil Land_2

"So, let’s be candid."Wen Xishu understood:

"So, we all come from the Evil Land."

The Master of the Pen said:

"How long have you been here?"

Wen Xishu replied:

"Six months."

"Well, I’ve been here way longer than you, brother. Do you know how long I’ve been here? I came before the apocalypse. I was the first from the Evil Land. You must be the second. My arrival is related to the Outer God."

"But your arrival might be linked to dealing with me."

Perhaps because they both came from the same place, this opened the Master of the Pen’s heart. In fact, from the previous narration, Wen Xishu also felt that the Master of the Pen was a very talkative... quite flamboyant Transmigrator.

Wen Xishu listened with a smile.

The Master of the Pen continued:

"Do you know how unwilling I was at first? I was the kind of person who scored full marks in Transmigrator studies. I memorized all the famous Tang and Song poems and understood the allusions, not just reciting them."

"I also learned salt extraction, MSG production, soap making. I knew distillation, making gunpowder, and could reverse back all kinds of song lyrics, familiar with various online novels."

"Considering the possibility of reincarnation, since in a sense reincarnation counts as transmigration, my future self transmigrating to my past self, so I wrote down lottery numbers from different countries, World Cup matches, Premier League and Champions League matches for over a dozen issues."

"My colleagues mockingly complimented me, my classmates and friends all teased me, saying I read too many novels and became enchanted, saying I was a Transmigrator-mad person. But even without transmigrating, learning these doesn’t harm anyone, right? I can take care of myself well in reality, can’t I?"

"Oh, I really want to transmigrate back and tell them, I really did transmigrate, what can you say!"

The Master of the Pen’s desire to complain surged.

Wen Xishu had to admit...this really is a case of opportunity favoring the prepared.

To achieve this level, having truly transmigrated, he could imagine how satisfying it must be.

"I guess, for a while, you lived very comfortably?"

The Master of the Pen nodded:

"It was extremely comfortable, I was practically hailed as the Wenquxing, in this world, I was the God of creation."

"Those days, I worked diligently, writing every day, composing songs and poems, utilizing all my transmigrator reserve knowledge."

"Hey, it was truly satisfying, back then I was practically the king of the world."

"I really lived like the protagonist of urban entertainment novels, the kind of plagiarizing protagonist only seasoned readers scorn."

"The novels I constructed, okay, the novels I plagiarized, were top-tier commercial literature, regardless of their depth or detail, the market absolutely loved them."

"I worked tirelessly, earning a fortune daily, becoming a legend in the industry, just when I thought transmigration was so wonderful, I got a harsh awakening."

"The apocalypse came! This is actually a Magic World?"

Rise to the peak only to fall...

Wen Xishu found it somewhat amusing.

It’s like transmigrating to be an emperor, diligently ruling, laboring over state affairs, with your efforts leading to the citizens living in peace...

Then you realize, this isn’t a traditional world, this is a sword-and-sorcery cultivation world, you’re merely a mortal ant.

The Master of the Pen inhaled deeply, exhaling slowly:

"Wow, it’s been years since I complained like this to anyone, especially a fellow countryman. Feels great."

"Alright, now I’ll tell you some things."

"You know the sequences, right? Some sequences find their own masters. My special experiences, my plagiarism career, led me to such high fame in the industry, thus I obtained the Three Tower Sequence 10·Creation."

Wen Xishu was inwardly shocked.

Three Tower Sequence 10?

This is the most advanced Three Tower Sequence he knew. Though the old principal had Slaughter Sequence 7.

But the Three Tower Sequence, in Wen Xishu’s view, is generally stronger than the other sequences.

Three Tower Sequence 10...

This is considered a top existence.

"Ha, very powerful. In theory, even in a Magic World, I’m supposed to be a ’protagonist template,’ right?"

"But unfortunately, my sequence has a particularly long fermentation period. The stories I write take a very long time to be realized."

"Creation, this sequence isn’t a Combat Sequence, it’s a Prophecy Sequence."

"And back then, I didn’t know about this ability. I only knew that the apocalypse came, my wealth couldn’t help me survive in this world full of monsters and bizarre rules."

"Then one day, a guy who called himself a Merchant found me."

"By then, I was almost starving. He gave me a lot of food and brought a pen."

"He told me the reason I came from the Evil Land was because I had a mission, and I needed to write a story using this pen."

"This pen... can’t be handled by ordinary people, only I can wield it."

The Master of the Pen exhibited the pen to Wen Xishu.

It was the pen with the spiral pattern of Three Phases.

Wen Xishu was certain this wasn’t a coincidence.

The red, white, and black colors, corresponding to the Mad Dice, the guide’s three-headed form.

"The Merchant imprisoned me and made me write many things that restricted my creativity."

"Simply put, I can only write the stories the Merchant planned. If I had any will to deviate from that story, I’d die."

Merchant? Commerce Association?

Wen Xishu thought of that Outer God organization that had already clearly appeared.

"What kind of story did he ask you to write?"

The Master of the Pen looked at Wen Xishu and said:

"Where do you come from? I’m not talking about the Evil Land, I mean, which faction are you loyal to now?"