Reborn mosquito, wreaking havoc on your life!

Yet all this.

All his efforts and wisdom are used by the author to highlight the strength of the protagonist.

"It's not fair..."

Stein whispered, a trace of unwillingness flashing in his eyes:
"Why am I set up as a villain? Why am I destined to fail?"

Stein began to meditate. In this quiet valley, he recalled his life and reflected on his destiny.

He closed his eyes and tried to find a way out.

But the answer was like a treasure buried deep in the fog, and no matter how hard he thought, he could not reach it.

The cold night gradually pushed Stein's body to its limit.

He didn't bring any food or thick clothes, and he persisted here only with a strong determination.

The long period of meditation and reflection brought his spirit close to collapse, and his physical weakness often made him fall into a state of half-sleep and half-wakefulness.

That night, the wind was howling and the icy air cut his face like a knife.

Stein's consciousness gradually blurred. He felt his body gradually getting colder, as if the shadow of death was quietly approaching.

Suddenly, his foot slipped and he fell into the cold lake.

The cold water instantly submerged his body, yanking him back to reality from his semi-conscious state.

He struggled instinctively, trying to float to the surface, but the coldness of the lake was like an invisible hand, pulling him into the depths.

"Just die like this?"

Stein questioned himself in his heart.

He felt his life slipping away, but the fear of death aroused his last instinct for survival.

He slapped the water desperately, trying to grab the ice on the shore.

At this moment of life and death, countless images that Stein had never understood before suddenly emerged in his mind -

His tragic life, the invincibility of supernatural creatures, the rules of novels, the author's settings...

All these images flashed through his mind like lightning, gradually piecing together into a complete picture.

"I understand..."

Stein muttered, his eyes suddenly opening in the icy lake.

At that moment, Stein's mind became clearer than ever before.

He felt that he had grasped something of vital importance.

Using the last of his strength, he swam himself out of the lake and collapsed on the cold shore.

His body was still trembling, but his heart was filled with an unprecedented strength.

He looked up at the dark night sky, with a crazy fire burning in his eyes.

He slowly stood up and howled to the sky:

“I understand!!!”

His voice echoed in the empty valley, like a cry from hell, shocking everyone.

At this moment, Stein transcended life and death and saw through illusion.

He is no longer a villain manipulated by fate, but a being who sees through the rules and breaks away from the settings of novels.

His soul transcends life and death and is free from the constraints of the author's pen.

"I found a way to kill the protagonist!"

Stein whispered, his tone filled with unparalleled determination.

At this moment, Stein completed his transformation.

……

Stein stumbled back home, full of excitement, as if he had grasped the truth that could shake the whole world.

However, his excitement was quickly dampened by the sight before him.

There were a lot of people surrounding his door - his family and members of the U.S. Secret Service.

There were worried looks and low whispers among the crowd; it was obvious that his disappearance had caused a stir.

"Father!"

The son rushed up first and hugged him tightly.

Then came his daughter, who touched his shoulder with tears in her eyes, as if to make sure if he was injured.

The little granddaughter broke free from her mother's arms and threw herself into his arms, with grievance in her childish voice.

Stein looked down at his granddaughter, with mixed emotions in his heart. He gently patted the little girl's head with his frozen hands and whispered to comfort her:

"Grandpa is fine, he just went out to relax for a while."

The family’s concerns are not over yet.

A captain of the Secret Service quickly stepped forward, looked at his disheveled hair and soaked clothes, and asked anxiously:

"Dr. Stein! You are finally back! We have been looking for you for several days, and you don't look well. What happened during this period?"

Stein looked at the nervous captain in front of him and the Secret Service members lined up neatly behind him, and waved his hand calmly:

"It's okay, I was just taking a walk. Now I'm back, please don't bother me anymore."

The captain seemed to want to say something, but seeing the determination in Stein's eyes, he could only step aside hesitantly.

"Everyone go back."

Stein said in a deep voice:

"I need time to gather my thoughts."

Although everyone was full of doubts, they did not dare to disobey him.

Stein went straight back to his room, slammed the door shut, and locked it behind him.

He turned around, took a deep breath, and looked at the familiar desk and the blackboard on the wall.

He knew that the next moment would be the most important deduction in his life.

He walked to the blackboard, picked up a piece of chalk, and drew a clear vertical line in the middle of the blackboard.

On the left, he wrote one word: Villain.

On the right, he wrote another word: protagonist.

Behind the protagonist, Stein filled in a bracket, inside which it was written - the author was standing behind.

Stein took a step back and stared coldly at the two opposing camps, the chalk in his hand tapping lightly on the edge of the blackboard, making a crisp sound.

His thoughts surged like a violent wind.

"This war..."

He murmured in a low voice, his eyes deep:

“On the surface, it seems like the villain can never defeat the protagonist.

"The entire world of the novel is constructed by the author. The author is on the side of the protagonist. What can the villain do to win?"

Stein's thoughts raced.

He couldn't help but sneer, with disdain in his voice:

“Take the example of the book Battle Through the Heavens that I read a few days ago.

“Emperor Hun Tian will never be able to defeat Xiao Yan.

"Why? Because the author won't let him win!

"No matter how powerful the villain is, the author will make him lose."

Stein paused and tapped the chalk in his hand on the blackboard, making a crisp sound.

“But is this really a losing situation?”

His tone became sharper:

"It seems like the author can control everything and influence the development of the plot at will, but there is one thing...that even the author cannot change!"

Stein's eyes were burning as he wrote two words on the blackboard:
Character!

“The author will establish a fixed personality for each character in the novel from the very beginning.

"Guo Jing's character is honest and loyal, while Huang Rong's character is eccentric and quirky.

“The character setting is the criterion for the character’s behavior and the core of logic.

"Any character's actions and thoughts must be consistent with his personality."

Stein circled the word “personality” and wrote the following words:

"If the character goes against the setting, the book will fail!"

He stopped writing, pondered for a moment, and continued to talk to himself:
"Xiao Yan's character is one that values ​​friendship and loyalty, so Xiao Yan would never do anything to betray his master or ancestors.

"If Xiao Yan betrays his master and destroys his ancestors, then this book will be ruined!"

He spoke faster and faster, becoming more and more excited:
“Similarly, Emperor Hun Tian’s character is a ruthless villain who will do anything to achieve his goal.

"Can you imagine that Emperor Hun Tian suddenly showed mercy and sacrificed himself to save the people of Dou Qi Continent?!" (End of this chapter)