My book friend Long Aotian

Chapter 172 Can readers make a wish?

Although he collected a lot of willpower by writing books, Long Aotian had very few means to use the willpower.

Repair your own injuries.

Strengthen Li Bailong's combat power.

Gone.

After getting the code of Cao Gang for free, he was going to copy it. After all, Cao Gang had a more complete and mature system for using willpower... But for the same reason, Aozi knew almost nothing about the way of willpower, so even if he copied it, he could only copy a set of green code.

After all, he didn't understand the principle.

If you want to make this copied code run, you must replicate every step of the process as accurately as possible.

and so……

"Praise me! Lick me on your knees! Praise me!"

He shouted in a deep voice: "Be pious! Be sincere! Be fanatical——"

Fearing that Li Bailong would not obey, he even added an explanation: "Those stinky fishmongers are playing cup-throwing and making it look so solemn and mysterious. I think they will definitely flatter and pray. Just say something nice!"

Li Bailong wondered, "Wait a minute, wait a minute."

"how?"

"We are going to use the power of will to do things, right?"

"correct."

"The power of will is clearly earned by me writing books, right? Do I have to depend on your mood to use the power of will that I have earned?"

"correct."

"Then wouldn't I be a beggar on my knees?"

"Hey, don't tell me, the author is indeed... ahem."

Ao Zi coughed dryly and tried to make amends, "It's like this. We agreed to split the willpower 50-50. I could have directly transferred it to you, but the problem now is that there is too much willpower. If I give it all to you to strengthen your Yuan Qi, it will make your power advance too fast and easily attract the attention of the court. In other words, now you are asking me to be your father and exchange the willpower you can't use for other resources. Then, is it unfair for you to call me father?"

...That makes sense.

But who will reason with you?
It’s just a platform. Do you think this is on Earth?

Li Bailong said proudly: "You asshole! Your writer grandfather is here! Why don't you come and serve him!"

Long Aotian was furious.

Immediately he became even angrier.

He said in disbelief: "——Damn it! It was automatically approved! Is this possible?"

Li Bailong laughed loudly towards the sky.

Ao Zi was furious for a while, then said helplessly: "Make a wish."

"…Anything?"

"Tell me first and try it."

All kinds of thoughts that should not be told to outsiders flashed through my mind.

"——Please open a portal to my home Earth."

The words fell.

After a long time, there was no response.

He stood there woodenly, waited for a while, and shrugged: "I knew it."

Aozi also waited with him in silence.

It was not until his friend spoke that he said, "There is no response to my wish... It has not been accepted."

"It's okay, I was just talking casually."

"There's no need to make such a wish." Long Aotian said calmly, "After I rebuild my body, I will help you. There are countless heavens and worlds, billions of stars, and we have endless time to search."

"Ah."

"Okay, let's try again."

Ao Bao changed the subject and said with a cheerful smile: "I guess your next wish is to make your penis bigger."

"Vulgar! Obscene! Vulgar!"

Li Bailong went through the process disdainfully, and then made a wish: "Let me learn the hypnotic technique that can make the women who are caught obey me and do whatever I say!"

"——There is no such thing! Dismissed! Dismissed!"

This time, the prayer also ended in failure.

"That doesn't make sense." Aozi was a little puzzled, "The power of the wish doesn't respond at all... Why?"

Li Bailong did not answer.

Aozi didn't have a deep understanding of the way of willpower, and he knew nothing about it and couldn't offer any suggestions.

He silently pondered over his previous conversation with Seventh Uncle and Third Lady. Due to their oath of secrecy, they could not reveal too much about the cup-throwing, but there were some things that seemed to be reasonably and boldly speculated.

This wishing system is governed by rules.

The Cao Gang has developed to this day, and no one of them has dominated, nor has it been strangled by the others. This shows that the cup-throwing system has some limitations...

For example, when the canal workers surrounded the government office, Li Bailong behaved very enthusiastically and calmly.

As for the Cao Gang, from the leader to the ordinary workers, everyone seemed to be very...restrained.

All kinds of messy thoughts flashed through my mind.

Li Bailong caught a faint glimmer of inspiration.

"Old Dragon!" he shouted, "Do me a favor!"

"Why are you being so polite... Oh, this, I agree!" Aozi said, "Okay! Promise it!"

Li Bailong held the pen in his hand and said in a deep voice: "Please let me speed up! Let me write a thousand words of "Legend of the Imperial Battle Heaven" in the next cup of tea!"

Ao Zixi said happily: "There is such a good thing... Ouch!"

In an instant, Li Bailong felt a mysterious power filling his arms, and a sense of excitement and happiness that filled his mind, and the next moment, he wrote with a flourish of his pen, the ink seeping through the paper, and the word was finished!

What a swift hand speed!
In just a cup of tea time, several large pieces of paper were filled with densely packed small words!
Li Bailong exhaled, threw the pen on the table, and felt incredible.

Damn, I can write so fast!

"Damn you! You can actually write so fast!"

Aozi was shocked and then angry, and said in a stern voice: "You were clearly shouting Kawen all day long before!"

"Shit! What do you know!"

Li Bailong crumpled up the manuscript paper on the table, exerted his inner strength, and sunlight emerged, burning everything into ashes.

He said proudly: "These words are soulless! They are kidnapped by capital! They are assembly lines! They are garbage! I am an online writer with backbone, style, persistence and character! I am a veteran artist! Every sentence must be carefully crafted, and every word contains our soul!"

Long Aotian was so deceived by this guy that he was half believing and half doubting.

Li Bailong changed the subject: "Aren't you curious why your wish came true this time?"

"...Oh yeah, why?"

"The Cao Gang's wish-making by throwing a cup is obviously limited, which shows that their wish-making machine, or this wish-making mechanism, is a logical combination of information processing capabilities and veto power..."

"And the one I should wish for should actually be you."

"As a personified individual, you have your own likes and dislikes, good and evil, tendencies, and worldviews, so you will also have your likes and dislikes for the content of my wish."

Li Bailong said carefully: "I wish to use hypnosis to make women obey my orders, but you are very resistant, so it won't work. I wish to double your hand speed and type more words, and you will be happy to hear it and help with all your strength..."

Aozi thought about it and realized that this was indeed the truth.

As for making a wish to go home, it may be too difficult to do.

They conducted several more experiments.

"For the time being, the effect of the prayer can only be applied to oneself."

"The more the prayer is in line with Ao Bao's wishes, the better the effect. If Ao Bao doesn't like it, it won't work."

"The consumption of willpower is huge."

“Most of this is meaningless loss, suspected to be a code problem, and needs to be optimized.”

After all, Aozi doesn't understand the power of vows.

The use of the prayer to buff himself was completely copied from the Cao Gang's code. He did not understand the programming language, so although the copied green code could run, it was inefficient and the effect was mysterious.

To solve this problem...

"We have to let the Cao Gang open up new sources of income."

Li Bailong pondered and said, "Mr. Yun said that he could make me an honorary canal master, and it seems that I can also throw cups..."

Aozi agreed, "That makes sense. If you throw the dice a few more times yourself, I'm sure I'll get more."

The time traveler said cautiously: "The Cao Gang is collecting willpower, and so are we. Normally, we don't interfere with each other, which is fine. But now I am involved in the game and entangled in the willpower of the Cao Gang. Will you be discovered?" Long Aotian sneered: "Damn it, if I hadn't been schemed by the bad women back then, how could I have fallen into the encirclement? When it comes to hiding and restraining your breath, I am unique in the world!"

Li Bailong felt relieved.

He then thought of a more critical question.

"The Cao Gang has tens of thousands of members. They are loyal, orderly, patient, and dedicated. They should be top-level wish power donors. In addition to collecting wish power, the Cao Gang also has a cup-throwing system for them to use."

"They use up some of the returned wish power by throwing the cup to strengthen themselves. After tasting the sweetness, they will definitely become more pious and provide more wish power... a genius design."

Li Bailong pondered: "——What about us?"

He raised his head and looked towards the distant sky: "Can the readers pray?"

Aozi was also quite interested.

But the reality is cold.

The code of the wishing system is not even a mountain of shit, it is just a small dung pile, and it urgently needs to be open sourced by the Caobang.

Furthermore, the Cao Gang dares to use this system of willpower feedback because they are one of the six major sects.

How dare you, a vulgar author, use it? What if it gets out?
Besides, Huangshu has just stepped out of Linxian and entered Huazhou, and the readership has not even taken shape, let alone the organizational strength and reader culture of Huazhou women's magazines... It's too far behind.

When it was first established, where could I find readers to pray for me?

Li Bailong shook his head.

It’s really too early to think about this now, let’s consider it later.

The focus now is still on Huazhou Tongwen and...Caobang Yangmao.

"grown ups!"

There were shouts outside. When Li Bailong went out to see what was happening, an officer came to report: "Sir, the people below are not doing their job well. We followed your order to arrest Zheng Xiuyuan, but were blocked by the Cao Gang. Now Ma Fulong has rushed over and led his people to confront our people. Please tell me clearly whether we should go to support them?"

Li Bailong thought for a moment and said, "Let's withdraw the people."

"Yes!"

As a result, the two sides stopped fighting.

After all, an unimagined path has been proposed. Whether Huazhou will go to war or peace in the future depends on the secret deals made by the bigwigs. Everyone is waiting for the result.

However, beneath the peaceful surface, there are undercurrents.

Both Governor Li and Hall Master Ma were seizing the opportunity to make small moves.

If you want peace, you must first prepare for war.

The sun and the moon rotated, and at dawn the next day, King Zhao's urgent letter arrived overnight.

"Brother Nong said that you are similar to me when I was young, but I think we are different. I just want to recruit all the talents in the world, but as for you, it seems that all the heroes in the world want to recruit you."

The tone of the letter was casual: "Ma Congyun came to me in person, which really scared me. To be honest, the Xuanyuan Sect is still neutral, and only the Lingyu Sect stands on my side. The other four sects have either openly or secretly taken action, which makes it difficult to deal with them. You can actually make Ma Congyun change his mind, so the current stalemate in the court may have a major turning point."

The emperor's uncle never seemed to treat him as a subordinate and would carefully analyze and explain the situation in his letters.

"In the dispute over the same culture, the six major sects are in conflict with each other due to their own prejudices. This is not what I want. I am promoting this matter in order to benefit the entire Da Qi."

"It would be great if the Cao Gang could respond to this. If we can persuade Renxin Hall and Zhengnian Temple, then we can make a big difference. Ma Congyun changed his mind probably because he saw your ability and wanted to use your talent and ability to make the incense of Patriarch Wan Yunlong more prosperous."

"He said that if you don't give up, he is willing to adopt you as his son. He will first give you his seal of Dajiang Xiang, entrust you with trust, entrust you with important tasks, and give you a position of power. Next year, when the leader is selected, he will officially appoint you as the Minister of Literature, and all the education and cultural affairs in the Cao Gang will also be handed over to you to preside over."

"By this time next year, you should have already arrived in Beijing. I will hand over the post of head of the Education Department to you, and the Lingyu Sect will also appoint you as prime minister. By then, you will wear the seals of the two countries and be in charge of the Education Department. You will promote the unity of culture throughout the country, and the resistance will be greatly reduced... We can accomplish this in ten years."

"This opportunity is really good for both you and me. If you are interested, it couldn't be better."

Li Bailong was slightly surprised when he saw this.

Seal?

My godfather is so willing to spend money?

The seal of the prime minister is the seal of the prime minister.

The six major sects were actually vassal states with territories and armies, and their mountain gates and main sects were a small imperial court.

Since it is a vassal state, it has the power and position of prime minister.

Although there is definitely more than one seal of prime minister, entrusting the future Dragon King of Dajiang with the seal of prime minister is better than any promise of material or status - because the seal of prime minister means sharing power.

He couldn't help but think of his seventh uncle and the current leader.

In comparison, the invitation to form an alliance among the three families and the generous conditions seemed a bit petty.

Li Bailong pondered for a moment and then calmed down.

After all, Yun Gong is a businessman.

As expected, the uncle wrote: "This guy has invested a lot of money and the price he offered is simply outrageous. I argued with him for half the night, but to no avail. His proposal is good and I am very tempted, but the price is too high, so I have to hold it down. So I think we still have to fight a battle on the matter of Huazhou to dampen Ma Conglong's enthusiasm."

Li Bailong was slightly stunned when he saw this.

"Ma Congyun must have thought the same. When you read the letter, Yunhuatang must have received similar orders, asking them to do their best to stop you from succeeding. He wants to take the opportunity to raise the price, but I want to take the opportunity to lower the price."

"Don't worry, I won't let you fight alone this time."

"Although I cannot help you directly due to the tacit understanding of the court, many things produced by the Education Department in the previous dynasty are locked in the warehouse. I have sorted out some of them recently and will soon study their uses. They should be useful... I will send people to Huazhou as soon as possible to make secret arrangements."

"This is a decisive weapon that can reverse the situation and determine the outcome. Please stay tuned."

"During this period, please deal with the offensive of the Cao Gang, promote the essay solicitation, and do a good job. The situation has changed drastically in recent days, and I am very sorry that you have been involved in the court disputes in an instant. The changes in the positions of various factions are really beyond my expectations. I will remember your contributions and do my best to help you relieve your worries and share your burdens."

Aozi, who had been silent, suddenly spoke up: "He is a little anxious."

Li Bailong nodded and said, "Yes."

The handwriting and tone were a little impatient.

And... a secret arrangement?
Is this something that the Education Department had come up with before?

He looked down and saw the letter had come to the end.

"The third branch contacted me recently, and the current leader is quite interested in forming an alliance. I think Miss Ma is in Baihua Valley, and she must have come to Huazhou to lobby. I know that your master-disciple relationship is deep, but the third branch is already blessed to be the leader. What I mean is, let it go after serving once."

"It is a fact that the Third House is weak and it is difficult for them to compete with the First and Second Houses. They can win once, but it is just a coincidence. I exchanged my sister's lifelong happiness for it. I can change it once, but how can I change it a second time? The leader is a little stubborn now, which is not a good thing. If we want to form an alliance, Ma Congyun is better."

"I know you will be in trouble, so I am contacting him for you and convincing the third wife to leave gracefully. This will be good for everyone. You don't have to fall out with the third wife. You can just play both sides and get all the benefits. There is no such good thing in the world, but I will clean up the mess for you, so you can have it all."

Wow.

Finally, the emperor's uncle seemed to hesitate and added a few more words.

"When I visited Baihua Valley in the past, it was Miss Ma who welcomed and entertained me. I have a personal relationship with her, so I have nothing to say. If she is sent by the dragon head to talk to you, please pay more attention... Her eldest brother is quite anxious now, and he might ask Miss Ma to do something. This is not a good thing, so you should pay attention."

……What's the meaning?
"It's not dangerous to you, but it may not be dangerous to her... I have no right to hide it. It involves a woman's privacy, so I can't say more. Anyway, you'd better coax her back to Baihua Valley."

Li Bailong looked puzzled: "What do you mean?"

But the letter ends here.

Seventh Uncle...

I went to visit her again after dinner last night, but Uncle Seventh was still sitting in his room, shutting himself in.

Li Bailong shook his head and decided to discuss the matter with his master later. What is more urgent right now is that the Cao Gang is going to continue to take action... Both sides will eventually have to decide the winner.

"Everyone has seen it."

In Yunhua Hall, Mr. Yun’s urgent letter has also been delivered.

After Ma Fulong finished reading it, he showed it to his fellow students in the hall.

"Since Mr. Yun has given instructions, this hall will immediately start a full-scale business war with Tongwen Hall!"

As orders were issued one after another, the massive funds of the Huazhou Cao Gang began to be mobilized.

Only after the leaders and stewards in the hall had received their orders and left did Ma Fulong return to the secret room in the inner hall.

Taoist Ling was guarding the room, and words had already appeared on the sand table.

Although communicating via the cup is convenient and secretive, the long-distance charges become extremely expensive over long distances. Ma Fulong and Ling Daoren simply cannot afford it... but Lord Yun can.

Use the high-level prayer opportunity to deliver this very short message.

As a businessman, Yun Gong thinks this is worth it.

The two of them stared at the two lines of words on the sand table in silence for a long time.

Then they looked at each other, reached out and wiped off the words.

“It’s a godsend.”

Ma Fulun took a deep breath and smiled expectantly and happily.

Taoist Ling also praised: "Mr. Yun is extremely wise and has everything under control!"

"This is our destiny!"

Ma Fulong lowered his voice, but could not hide his excitement: "Let the plan begin, and take advantage of this opportunity!"

(End of this chapter)