"Yeah, Hugh hasn't been promoted, hasn't dug up any ore in a month, and I don't know how he's still got the nerve to be here!"
"Well, you don't know what the junkies think. There's always something to be gained by staying at Zongmen for an extra day. For an extra year, you get an extra yuan. It's not something mortal people can eat!" A public level web writer who ate said.
"By the way, isn't that Tiedan Chu, what about innate divine power. It's been over a year of practice and it's still only a public six. Just as useless as Qianlong Lee! Hahahaha!" A burst of laughter followed.
These guys didn't keep their voices down. Amid the cynicism, it was irrefutable.
Tiedan Chu clenched his fists hard, the veins in his forehead bulging, but he didn't storm off. Yes, Qianlong Lee and Tiedan Chu are now among the most powerful of the older generation of public-grade web writers.
Qianlong Lee has struggled to cope with this monthly review, while Tiedan Chu has at best weathered it as if the road ahead is a little forlorn.
"Tiedan Chu, let's go!" Qianlong Lee stood up slowly, and the two of them gathered their things and left Wuwei Hall.
Following the mountain trail, Qianlong Lee and Tiedan Chu ambled along. Neither said anything, and the atmosphere was subdued.
At the base of the hill, there were many trees, shadowed by mottled trees. The tree is called the Golden Iron Tree. It is hard as iron and very tall. The trunks were straight, with no forks, and almost the shortest trees were over a hundred meters high.
The golden iron tree is a famous plant here. It grows fast and has a very long life. Hardness and toughness typically double every 10 years. The golden iron tree is typically straight and can grow to more than 50 to 100 meters tall.
Turning to the back, in the middle of a grove of trees, rows of wooden huts stood up. These are Qianlong Lee and their lodgings, which are generally built by publicity-grade network writers themselves, so it's a bit patchy.
A long walk ahead, at the back of the entire Public-Class Network Author Quarter. In the middle of the residential area, Tiedan Chu's cabin stood out front.
Tiedan Chu's cabin was the tallest in the house of a public network writer, or rather, Tiedan Chu built on his own.
Tiedan Chu, who was born with divine powers, cut down the golden iron tree when everyone else had only grown for about ten years. Tiedan Chu went straight to the Golden Iron Tree, 30 years old. It took three days to build such a huge bamboo building.
It was a sensation at the time, but who would have thought that after three years, he had not made a single inch of progress. Then Tiedan Chu went from being the center of attention to the laughing stock he is today, which is perhaps the irony of life.
"Hidden dragon...!" Standing in front of the bamboo hut, Tiedan Chu was about to say something.
"Why, Tiedan Chu, it's not in your nature to say anything!" Qianlong Lee said to Tiedan Chu, who stood by.
Tiedan Chu hesitated, turned to Qianlong Lee and said, "Diablo, it's the monthly review and online literary league coming up, I'm afraid we won't make it through, how about we figure something else out?"
Qianlong Lee knew what Tiedan Chu meant, and there were no more than two assessments. Tiedan Chu is OK, he's a bit of a handful. There is also some interest in online literary league Tiedan Chu, for whom there are few options.
There are, of course, opportunistic ways to improve results in a short space of time.
But those methods, which the former Qianlong Lee would not have chosen, are even less so now that he has the Magic Pen of the East.
"Okay, Tiedan Chu, I'll think about it, see you tomorrow!" Waving goodbye to a stunned Tiedan Chu, Qianlong Lee ambled to his room.
This is where he has been living and practicing, where Qianlong Lee has been trying to code every day for countless days and nights.
The night grew thick and quiet, with only the occasional chirp of animals in the mountain stream. Night is a time of practice for all network writers, and everyone is working on it, commonly known as code words.
Because two months later is the monthly review, and a year after that is the online literary league. Monthly assessment decision can stay in Wenzong, and can rise to the top depends on the performance of the online literary league.
Qianlong Lee has been in Sevens for three years, minus the first year, and occasionally goes to bed. The rest of the two years were spent almost entirely in code instead of sleeping.
But the practice of network writers is like sailing against the current, if you do not advance, you will retreat. The next Huigan, he has no talent. Can only rely on hard work, to improve strength.
Unfortunately, not all efforts will pay off. Qianlong Lee silently looked out the window, there was so much going on today, he needed to comb through it thoroughly!
The biggest immediate problem is monthly reviews. It is easy to get started in Seven-Hereafter, as long as you have a sliver of Huigen, even if it is not of the best quality, you can join Seven-Hereafter.
But Zombies are very hierarchical, starting a year in. It's the easiest time for any public level web writer. No public work, just hard practice every day. A year's time, qualification is general, can often be honed to the public figure of 78.
The bad ones, they can always practice five or six times. Less than three days, in the first year, will be eliminated.
A year later, it is a work period, with different types of chores each year.
That's the point of the expedition, too. Public-level network writers can meet the increasingly demanding work only if they continue to improve and improve. Qianlong Lee and Tiedan Chu were able to barely keep up in their first year. But by the second year, he was out of the team completely.
Tiedan Chu also managed to hang on by his natural powers. But Qianlong Lee was far behind.
Thereafter, the study is conducted every two years. Until he broke out of the public domain and became a subscription-level network writer. Those who fail to break through face annual monthly reviews. It passed six monthly reviews and never went out. Those who fail to sign up will be given the status of a registered web writer by Zommen and sent to manage Zommen's estate.
Although in the Seven Seasons, they are just useless public class web writers. But in the mundane world, they are also some of the world's few experts.
They were in charge of all the worldly properties of the Seven Worlds and became the foundation of the Seven Worlds. The vast mortal world, even a great one such as the Seven Horns, could not control every place. It is only by these mentored as ordinary public level web writers that worldly influence can be achieved.
At the same time, they gather all kinds of resources, like ants moving house, to their family home.
This is the best place for a public level web writer. Of course, it's not as if there haven't been high-level web authors among the public. Every year, someone does well in the online literary league.
There was a contract Dan was given by Zommen to break through the public realm and sign successfully. Being accepted by Zongmen as a subscription-level network writer. Others were prized by the elders to enter the inner gate,
Even a hundred years ago, a public-grade web writer. One of the public level web writers suddenly awakened the divine doge and was taken directly by the elders of the publishing realm as a disciple and later as a divine web writer.
These myths, from time to time, circulate among public level web writers. It gave them some hope while they toiled.
Awakening deity Dodge, this is perhaps the only hope for the most poorly qualified public level web writers.It's been three years since Qianlong Lee joined Seven, and in a few months it'll be the annual monthly review of public grade web writers. Yes, you can stay.If you do not pass, you will be disqualified and expelled from the Seven Hebrews. All that effort, all that effort, was for naught.Qianlong Lee would have had a field day if he hadn't discovered the power of the Eastern magic pen. In any case, I am not the material of the network writer, the next level of Huigen extremely slow to improve. Not to mention a lot worse than contract writers, even those on the general public network.It's an open question whether I'll ever get to the signing line in my life, let alone the next level.But the presence of the Eastern magic pen gave him hope. In any case, we must take the opportunity to break the seal of the first layer of the Eastern Magic Pen, and then maybe something will chan
But Qianlong Lee still looked absent-minded and didn't care about his feet. I didn't know what state he was in, decadent or aroused.Looked at the mine in the distance, it was full of small, densely packed holes, and arranged in a messy pattern.This is where Tens of thousands of writers from Seven Hivens Mining Network work every day. The two walked for miles until they reached the mine. For a moment my ears were filled with tinkling sounds. Qianlong Lee just looked up at the sky, then buried his head and headed for the mine.By this time most of the handymen from the mining were working, with the exception of Qianlong Lee. Qianlong Lee, however, was completely unheard of, with only the sound of endless jingling between walks.Qianlong Lee had something on his mind and wandered to the mine. Qianlong Lee felt a pang of helplessness as he looked at the many pieces of iron ore in the cave. To make it through, it would mean he would have to clear seventy pieces of Hyundai iron ore in hal
Ice Dragon found this Li dragon, which seemed to be composed entirely of a kind of cold ice.The ice was so hard and dense, a hundred times tighter than a rock, that anything that touched it would freeze into a popsicle.Qianlong Lee carefully walked around the cold dragon, afraid to startle him, and finally came to the place where he stored Hyun iron ore.With the help of the faint moonlight in the sky, Qianlong Lee looked out over the land, where the hyundai iron ore was scattered haphazardly. A feeling of happiness rose in me, and Qianlong Lee, with a groan, rushed forward.Qianlong Lee bent down to pick up a piece of hyundai iron ore, opened the Eastern magic pen, picked up the hyundai iron ore and threw it inside.The sound of Hyundai's iron ore filled his consciousness and he forgot all about it. All attention was on the numbers pulsating on the Eastern magic pen. Qianlong Lee was too busy collecting hyundai iron ore to notice anything strange about Ice Dragon's chilly back.Qia
"Master help, the dragon knows wrong, never dare again! From now on, the dragon is willing to serve the master for the sake of slaves, for life." Ice Dragon pleaded in unison.Ice Dragon was uneasy when he saw Qianlong Lee didn't answer, thinking he would be accepted. But Qianlong Lee stood motionless, staring at him with the same deadly pen he had just used.Ice Dragon's heart began to race again, was he still trying to kill himself?Ice Dragon wanted to run away right now, but his heart wouldn't let him. There was no way he was going to get away with this, knowing he was facing a creation artifact that locked his airlock.Ice Dragon was taken aback, yes! The other must be testing his loyalty, and if he wanted to kill himself, he would have already done so.Ice Dragon was now covered in a cold sweat, and he was still foolishly trying to move the idea of escape. Ice Dragon thought about the joint and immediately drew out a sliver of his primal self.The life of the monster is of the u
And in the distance, in the foothills where the public-grade network writers live, light after light comes on.Those poor, public-grade web writers, they're starting to get up. At the fork in the road, Qianlong Lee hesitated for a moment, and it was a little late to go back. It would go back, just in time for them not to be able to tell. Gritting his teeth, he turned and went back up the mine.As Qianlong Lee walked past the mine steward's hall, Xie walked right out of it.The surprised look on Xie's face flashed when he saw Qianlong Lee arrive so early, then he scowled and said faintly, "I came early today!""Thanks for not finishing yesterday's work, so come work early today!" Qianlong Lee said respectfully.Distraught, Qianlong Lee didn't dare say more, took her identity jade and went straight up the hill.Looking at Qianlong Lee's somewhat stumbling back, Xie shook his head and said to himself, "Less talented than a man, what's the use of improvising!"Xie would never have guessed
If we can break the seal of the first layer of the Eastern Pen, we may be able to continue to learn the secrets of the Eastern Pen. But for now, he was only just meeting the conditions to unseal to Tier 1, a long way from complete. Perhaps something had changed in him recently that had caused the Eastern magic pen to follow suit.At that moment, where the mirror was, a golden glow emanated in circles.It was as if the golden glow had been activated in an instant as it had touched Hyonite. One divine text after another appeared in the air. The various divine texts swirled and merged with the golden light, blurring for a moment before disappearing.Qianlong Lee was full of doubt, and after a moment, Qianlong Lee seemed to think of something and sat cross-legged on the ground.Then, in the mirror, a shimmering lotus slowly appeared. Lotus spun around. The original ore appeared in the lotus without warning. Above the ore, intricate symbols appeared, circling in a regular pattern, and Qian
"It was my impertinence, sir, that taught me." Qianlong Leesaid."I don't know how to improve your practice, but I do know a way to improve your qualifications. I don't know if you dare try! But if you fail, your life will be in danger." The middle-aged man chuckled."I'm just a loser, a public level web writer, so what's to be afraid of if I can improve myself?" Qianlong Lee exclaimed."Hahaha, how dare you!" The middle-aged man threw his head back and laughed as if to vent his solitude of thousands of years.The Eastern Magic Pen has been with Qianlong Lee for so long, but he finds himself unable to master the Eastern Magic Pen at all.Lines of light converge and combine with the lotus dais under the middle age seat to gradually clear the middle age figure.Finally, the middle-aged man rose abruptly from the lotus position and ambled over to Qianlong Lee."Who the hell are you anyway?" Qianlong Lee asked, stepping back."I told you, you can call me Jiangnan." Middle-aged mouth, a sl
Is this how network writers work? Qianlong Lee felt a faint sense of loss.The seven sutras of the seven sutras of the seven sutras of the seven sutras of the seven sutras of the seven sutras of the seven sutras of the seven sutras of the seven sutras of the seven sutras of the seven sutras. In the top ten literary schools, is also a good network writer Kung Fu, is known for Zhongzheng peaceful.But the Seven Triptychs are of no use to Qianlong Lee, whose problem is not that he doesn't have the skills of an online writer, but that his own talent is poor.No matter how good the mana is, ten percent of the mana can only absorb ten percent, or even half of it. Qianlong Lee is looking for something to change that.The ability of the Eastern magic pen to refine the Hyundai iron ore was, in his eyes, uncanny.Coupled with the fact that it was left to him by a powerful web writer, he couldn't help but think highly of the Eastern Magic Pen.Even Qianlong Lee has seen it as a life-changing opp