I just woke up and became a saint.

Chapter 393

For example, this model.

novelist?

Let the creatures in the fictional world create their own world?

This nesting doll model undoubtedly caught everyone's attention and inspired them greatly.

What is this called? This is called fully automatic!

I create a fictional world, and then the creatures in the fictional world continue to create the world. This is infinitely superimposed. Wouldn't the fictional world be able to grow easily and automatically?

It is not only exquisite but also very interesting.

While they were thinking, when they saw Shang Qingshui finally start to create, all the creatures in the ancient world were shocked and their attention became focused.

What’s the term used in novels to describe it... Yes, we’re finally entering the plot!

There is no doubt that what follows will be even more exciting.

All living beings are naturally interested in how Shang Qingshui will embark on the path of becoming a strong man, how he will advance the world, and how it will develop in the future.

Watch, it’s a good show!

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The invincible master comes down the mountain in the world of urban novels.

As Shang Qingshui began to write, he soon figured out the function of the system.

Although Shang Qingshui had read many novels, he obviously had no idea how to write. When he put his hands on the keyboard, he was completely at a loss and confused.

However, when the system activated the inspiration function, Shang Qingshui suddenly felt that his ideas were flowing, all kinds of inspirations emerged one after another, and all kinds of ideas continued to come. When he put his hands on the keyboard, it was more than just the pressing of the keys with divine power.

As if a flash of inspiration came to Shang Qingshui, he immediately thought of his own tough life in the past, which was like a protagonist. So he immediately changed his life experience into a fantasy version and began to write.

It was like the blink of an eye. When Shang Qingshui came to his senses, he found that he had written nearly 50,000 words, and the sky outside had become darker without him noticing.

Even as a warrior, Shang Qingshui still felt a little pain in his fingers after typing for nearly ten hours in a row.

"That's 50,000 words already?"

"Why do I feel like all I need to write a novel is a hand? When I read novels before, all the authors complained that it was hard to write even 10,000 words. Could they be kidding?"

"Just don't want to write and be lazy? Yeah, that must be it."

Scratching his head, Shang Qingshui thought in his heart as if complaining.

Well, just kidding, Shang Qingshui still has some idea in his mind. The reason why he can write so fast must be because of the help of the system.

"I originally thought this system was just for inspiration, and it seemed a bit low-brow. But now I see... this system has something quite special!"

Secretly amazed, Shang Qingshui, with a hint of curiosity, gave his novel a name and then published it on the online literature platform.

I'll take a look at this book first. It's a good opportunity to verify whether I'm dreaming or encountering something magical, or whether the world has really been changed.

He couldn't sense the type of text, so who knows whether what the system said is true or false. If there really is the power of faith, then it can be confirmed.

So, a few hours later, while looking at the countless messages on the background of the website, I vaguely sensed that wisps of golden energy between heaven and earth were gathering from all directions and merging into my body.

Shang Qingshui...is heartbroken.

After confirming the look in my eyes, the world... has really changed!

"All this... is actually true?"

His lips moved, Shang Qingshui began to doubt his life and fell into deep thought.

Especially after sensing the power of faith merging into his body, the text that was originally illusory and imperceptible has become faintly visible, and he naturally realized that if he had enough power of faith, he could ignite the divine fire.

Suddenly, Shang Qingshui fell into deeper thought.

who am I?

where am I?

What am I going to do?

Prosperous in a trance.

For a moment, Shang Qingshui didn't know whether he should be happy or sad.

Mainly, he was still a little puzzled. Why could the world change in just the time it took him to sleep?

Also, why did he change on his wedding day instead of earlier or later?

Hey!

We were about to get married, but now, what about the wedding date? Bang! It's gone!

Shang Qingshui was extremely depressed.

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