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Chapter 437 Are You a Devil?

Five minutes later, in prison.

Xia Yu and the Overlord stared at each other with big eyes, looking at each other speechlessly.

After a while, the Overlord finally couldn't help it, "Damn, traveler, why are you locked in?"

"I should ask you this, right? Why are you talking and laughing with the police? I saw you're obviously having a hot fight with them."

The overlord smiled and said proudly. "Hehe, I can't tell you this."

Xia Yu was speechless, "What a sage? You're so proud? You're still locked up here like me. And I can only leave in 24 hours. What crime did you commit? I'm afraid you'll be locked up until the end of the game."

"I don't have to do 24 hours yet. If you don't believe it, how about we bet. I will definitely leave first than you. Whoever loses will have to do the other party a favor, in the game."

Xia Yu shook his head: "Forgive it. Since you are so confident, why am I still betting on you?"

The Overlord was a little disappointed.

"So what kind of profession is yours?" Xia Yu asked curiously.

"It's really inconvenient to tell you this. I signed a confidentiality agreement. If I tell you, I'm afraid I'll really not be able to get out."

As he was talking, the prison door suddenly opened. A policeman hooked his finger at the Overlord. The Overlord smiled, stood up and walked out.

Xia Yu was stunned. Are you going out now?

Looking at the figure of the overlord leaving, Xia Yuxin said that there must be a ghost here, and this overlord will not have any PY transactions with your police.

So what should I do? The lawyer hasn't come yet. Do you really have to stay in the cell for 24 hours?

The truth seems to be true. Before I knew it, it was night. After eating a simple dinner sent by the police, it gradually became dark.

Xia Yu was idle and could only lie on the bed and sleep.

In a daze, he heard the author's voice again.

"My day, how should I do this? Why did I write the protagonist into prison?"

The woman's voice sounded, "You wrote it yourself, don't you know?"

"There is no way. Sometimes, the plot is driven by the character's self-logic. What the protagonist wants to do is determined based on his personality. Because the protagonist is a lot of doubtful people, he will definitely do unexpected actions. So sometimes I can't control the development of the plot, and I go astray as I write. Oh my, what should I do? I originally wanted to finish the book early, but I can't let him stay out of it.

But if this happens, I have no idea how to end.

Day, if I had known that I shouldn't have added that killer, I might as well let them fall in love and finish the book."

The woman was a little surprised, "Then why did you add that killer?"

"Because it's surprising, if the plot is too straightforward, it always feels boring.

"So you killed the heroine? This is surprising enough."

"That's not the heroine, but just a tool to promote the plot. The heroine can only meet when the protagonist investigates the murderer. Well, that's probably the case."

Xia Yu was speechless when he heard this. Is this author a fault? Can’t he honestly arrange a good ending for himself?

"Let me think about it, damn it, I can't think of it at all. If I drink some bar, every time I drink, inspiration will come..."

Xia Yu suddenly woke up, looking at the ceiling of the prison, thinking that something was wrong. The author was really worried. He drank wine and wrote. He knew what could happen. Unexpected situations might happen next, but his abilities were gone. If his abilities were still there, he could at least adapt to the situation.

Damn it, sometimes this power doesn’t feel too much, but it feels precious once it is lost.

At this moment, in the darkness in front of me, a pair of red eyes appeared out of nowhere. The owner of the eyes was hidden in the darkness and could not see clearly, but it undoubtedly brought people a feeling of extreme evil.

"I heard your voice, I felt your desire, human beings, do you have something you want to get extremely? I can satisfy your wishes, whether it is money, power, love, or even powerful power, I can give you as long as you are willing to make a small deal with me."

Xia Yu felt a little familiar when he heard the voice. Although it was mixed with magnetic echoes, his verbal tone instantly reminded him of a person.

"prodigal son?"

"..." The other party fell silent in an instant.

"Haha, it's you, why did you come here?"

"How did you guess it was mine?" The special effect with the echo disappeared, and it was indeed the voice of the prodigal son.

The prodigal son said, his figure gradually emerged from the darkness, not like a devil, but his original appearance, but his clothes turned into straight suits, holding a briefcase in his hand, but the red light from his eyes showed some extraordinaryness.

Xia Yu looked at it strangely, "Wait a minute, your style and your tone, will your profession be a devil?"

“To be precise, it should be a ‘cursed item salesman’. As I said before, I can feel the human mind, if a person is extremely interested in getting something, then I can respond and appear next to the other person, no matter where the other person is.”

"And then you can sell your product?"

"Yes, how about it? Do you want to buy two? Take care of your old friend's business. It's midnight soon, and the time for career settlement is coming."

The prodigal son said as he opened the box in his hand, which was filled with many strange objects, "Did you see these products? Each of them has magical powers that allow you to achieve what you want, and all are free. Of course, as literally revealed, these items have been cursed.

In other words, you still have to pay the price, but it's not money."

The prodigal son said, showing it to Xia Yu one by one.

"For example, this ring can make you invisible, but it will gradually allow you to enter the spiritual world and eventually become a ghost.

For example, this magic sword can have powerful power, but it will gradually absorb your life and make you old and die.

For example, this hat can give you extraordinary wisdom, but at the cost, you will see more and more horror illusions and eventually fall into madness.

There is also this monkey claw, which allows you to realize three wishes, but you cannot control how it is implemented. I suggest you choose this, and with your wisdom, you should be able to use it safely."

Xia Yu was really moved when he saw those things, but after hesitating for a moment, he thought of a question: The prodigal son would appear here. Could it be the author's arrangement? This kind of plot should be drunk too much.

Everyone said that it was a curse item that I bought, but I was not stupid.

"How is it? Are you interested in giving one?"

"You said there was a curse and I would buy some yarn."

"Hehe, you can't say that. Sometimes people are forced into desperate situations and they always have to pay a price. Only those who have strong desires will be attracted to me, so don't deny it, you must be in trouble now."

"I'm fine. I've been there for eight hours. I'll be able to leave after another sixteen hours."

"Okay, whatever you want. If you change your mind, just call me." The prodigal son said, taking out a business card and handed it over. Xia Yu took the business card, which was a line of burning flames.

"Tear it and I will sense it. I think we will see it soon, I can feel it." As the prodigal son snapped his fingers, instantly turning into a ball of flame and disappeared.

Xia Yu looked at the position where the prodigal son disappeared with some envy. The devil profession is really cool.

Didi, the watch suddenly rang, and it was twelve o'clock.

System prompts: The first day ends, and the career rating is being settled.

[Closeback result: 5 points are not satisfactory.

Career evaluation: As a protagonist, you lack the ability to actively promote the plot, lack the dramatic control of the plot, and your personality is too cautious, which leads to the author Kawen, the novel plot cannot be smoothly promoted, and the story is not exciting.

Please continue to work hard and do your job well.]

Xia Yuxin said that it was only 5 points? This is too much. He hasn't passed the exam yet. I don't know how many points the others have.

He was somewhat lucky in his heart, maybe others performed worse.

He pressed the watch and the points ranking was displayed. After a glance, he sighed. The number one was actually Chuxue, who scored 10 points, and he didn't know what kind of job she was doing. She was so awesome.

The second place is the leader, with 9 points, the third place is the overlord, and also 9 points, the fourth place is the prodigal son, with 8 points, next is the Xuanniao 7 points, the Black Cat 7 points, and the Ergouzi 6 points. He is actually the bottom one. This is a bit miserable, no, the young master is also the bottom one, and he is also five points.

He now regrets choosing the profession of the protagonist, and he feels that it is so complicated to do it. It seems that he not only has to ensure that he is not dead, but also has to push the plot more excitingly. This is a bit difficult. He is obviously very careful.

No! He suddenly realized that he was the protagonist. No matter whether it is a movie or a novel, which protagonist does not commit suicide. Can he still call the protagonist if he does not commit suicide? How can he start the plot without commit suicide?

I am just too rational. I want to do so much, just be dying. Don’t you want me to promote the plot? Then I will push it to you.

A trace of enlightenment flashed in Xia Yu's eyes. He looked at the card in his hand, folded his hands together, and made a pious expression.

"That person, to avenge you, I will do whatever I want to deal with the devil. Don't worry, I will find out the truth for you. That person, please wait for my good news."

"A magical existence from the unknown world. In the name of my traveler, I will summon you and show up, a prodigal son!" He suddenly tore open his business card, and the business card instantly turned into a ball of Mars.

Boom, the figure of the prodigal son appeared again in a ball of flames.

"Haha, I finally figured it out, how about it, which one is coming?"

The prodigal son said as he opened the suitcase in his hand.
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