Meng Erliu was taken aback. "...... The author?"
Lin Qiao nodded. "The author, the author of this book, the one who can change the plot."
Actually, it wasn't that mysterious, and the plot couldn't be changed at all... If it could, Zou Lvrui wouldn't have been completely unaware of what Xie Kuihai had done.
However, she had to impress Meng Erliu first and make Meng Erliu believe that she was valuable. Only then would she have a chance to wait for Luo Nanchen to rescue her.
Meng Erliu seemed quite excited. "Where? Where is he?!"
Lin Qiao took another deep breath, made up her mind, and clenched her fists tightly.
"I am the author."
"You? You're the author?"
Meng Erliu seemed extremely disdainful of Lin Qiao. He covered his stomach and burst into laughter. "That's really a big joke... The author falls in love with the male protagonist she created? Then why did you create so many female characters for Luo Nanchen? Are you out of your mind?"
Lin Qiao remained calm. "Times change. I didn't expect that there would really be such a perfect man in the world when I was writing. Besides, Luo Nanchen is no longer..."
No longer a playboy, no longer a womanizer. He was now a loyal and affectionate puppy.
Alas, she suddenly missed Luo Nanchen so much.
Lin Qiao spread her hands. "If you don't believe me, it's okay. I don't lose anything. I told you this just to prove my sincerity in defecting. Whether you believe me or not is none of my business, my lord."
Seeing Lin Qiao's reaction, Meng Erliu seemed to be half - convinced. He stepped down from his throne, which was high and mighty but looked like an eagle's nest in the empty cave. He scrutinized Lin Qiao from head to toe again.
Then he said, "Come with me."
Well, he had just claimed to be a subject when they first entered the cave, but now he was calling himself "my lord".
Sure enough, he was the one who wanted to pull Luo Nanchen off the throne. He had to do everything thoroughly, not even neglecting small details like the form of address.
Those who aim to achieve great things must pay attention to details.
Lin Qiao followed Meng Erliu to another... Well, it could be considered a small secret room, but it looked even shabbier than the cave just now.
The floor was covered with straw. The table was full of dust, and the table corner had been gnawed by mice. There was a swallow's nest on the beam, but it seemed that no swallows had lived there for years...
But Lin Qiao felt much more comfortable. This place felt like somewhere that would appear in normal life, full of a strong sense of daily life.
There were no tens of thousands of controlled people, no boiling lava and magma, and no overwhelming and depressing blood - red color.
... Wait a minute. The Endian Giant Forest was full of towering trees that blocked out the sky and the sun. There had never been small cottages, and Yang Haoyu had never mentioned them either.
So were they... out of the Endian Giant Forest now?
Then how could Luo Nanchen find her?
Damn it!
Meng Erliu pointed to a corner of the small cottage. "Author, here's your chance to prove your worth."
Lin Qiao looked in the direction Meng Erliu was pointing. Immediately, her eyes widened significantly.
This corner was extraordinary.
It was covered with thicker straw than the rest of the room combined.
... And there was a laptop on it.
Lin Qiao was stunned. "...... What's going on here?"
"Don't worry about how it got here," Meng Erliu said impatiently. "You, now, take your laptop and write as I say."
It seemed that Meng Erliu didn't doubt her identity, but...
"But..."
"But what? Shut up and do as I say!" Meng Erliu pushed Lin Qiao. "Hurry up, turn it on and write as I say!!!"
Lin Qiao gritted her back teeth so hard that she almost bit herself.
... What if she couldn't unlock the laptop?
Wouldn't that obviously prove that she wasn't the author?
Alas, she should have brought Zou Lvrui with her. That guy was probably feasting and living a carefree life in the black market now, while she...
Lin Qiao walked like a snail, stopping at every step. She was so slow that she even wished she could faint on the spot.
Hey, this method seemed feasible!
Meng Erliu didn't know who the real author was and needed her help. Even if she fainted, he would have to wait for her to wake up.
During this time, it would be enough for Luo Nanchen to find the place and rescue her, or for her to come up with a way to escape.
She decided to act right away.
Lin Qiao knelt down and fell to the ground...
Before she could hit the ground, Meng Erliu kicked her from behind.
"Don't dawdle and don't play tricks. I have plenty of ways to torture you," Meng Erliu grabbed Lin Qiao's collar and pulled her up. His face was twisted, and his eyes were full of malice. "You can choose to write nicely now or write after being tortured."
Lin Qiao rubbed her back where she had been kicked and said pitifully, "I didn't say I wouldn't write. I just tripped and fell..."
Alas, her plan had failed.
Meng Erliu was like a crazy person. Whether it was his behavior, his expression, or his facial features, he was completely distorted in a way that a normal person shouldn't be.
Moreover, this distortion had been continuous since Lin Qiao was captured in the cave less than half a day ago.
But Meng Erliu's madness was much more terrifying than that of the patients in the mental hospital.
He also had a higher IQ and cultivation than ordinary people.
Lin Qiao shuffled over to the most conspicuous corner in the room and turned on Zou Lvrui's laptop. The familiar sound of a computer booting up followed.
... There was no password.
Damn it, she had worried for nothing.
As soon as Lin Qiao relaxed, she felt something was wrong. Since there was no password and anyone could open it, why didn't Meng Erliu write by himself? Why did he have to ask the author to write?
... Could it be that only the author could rewrite the plot? Would there be any side effects if others wrote on it?!
Damn it, wouldn't she expose herself as soon as she started writing...