Wang Er is an internet writer. If you want to make money in their business, you must ensure that it is updated steadily every day, otherwise everything you did before will be in vain.

On this day, when the novel written by Wang Er had reached the shelves, the editor sent him a message to update him a bit more today.

Wang Erxinran promised: He can guarantee three shifts every day before it is put on the shelves. Since it is put on the shelves today, let’s break out and make five shifts!

Wang Er has been busy since he got up in the morning, conceiving and codewords, but his condition is not good, and he hasn’t finished a chapter after writing all morning.

Wang Er became anxious, he felt a little unlucky today.

After eating at noon, Wang Er planned to go out to relax, so he walked to the moat. At this moment, a fortune teller saw him, shook his head at him, sighed, and said: “Young man, I’m afraid you won’t live long.”
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Wang Er thought that this liar’s tricks were not as good as the characters in his novels, so he ignored him, turned back home, and sat in front of the computer to start coding.

For a whole afternoon, Wang Er only updated two chapters, and barely finished the third episode after eating.

Just after Wang Er uploaded the third update, he suddenly saw an evil spirit holding a sickle behind him, and he was so scared that he sat on the ground.

“The Lord Yan asked me to take your life.” The evil spirit said leisurely.

Wang Er’s heart “cocked”, it seems that the Taoist priest is not lying to him. He felt ashamed, thinking that he was going to die anyway, it was better to complete the five-shift promised to the reader, so he pleaded with the evil spirit: “I am an internet writer, and today I promised readers there will be five chapter updates. Can you let me finish the remaining two shifts and then take me away?”

Who knows that the evil spirit listened to Wang Er’s words and said nothing, so he waved his sickle and gave him killed.

Looking at Wang Er who fell on the ground, the evil spirit said helplessly, “I’m sorry, brother, it doesn’t matter if you live a little longer. But you say so. If it’s done, I’ll have to take you away quickly-Hades made you die for the third watch, who dares to keep you till the fifth watch!