NOVEL WEB Mei Man: Starting from the Dimension Demon
Chapter 161 Destiny Coin
Chapter 161 Destiny Coin
Click!
It was like the sound of breaking glass.
"Ha ha."
Opening his eyes suddenly, Allen found himself lying on a bed.
The room was dark, and he fumbled to turn on the bedside lamp. With the light on, Allen glanced at his side.
Alice?
With his eyes wide open, Allen felt as if he had seen a hallucination.
"Honey, you're awake, why don't you sleep for a while?"
His wife, Alice, opened her eyes in a timely manner, her tone and demeanor were exactly as she remembered.
Without speaking, Alan got off the bed with bare feet. He looked at the environment of the room, and then simply walked to the window and roughly opened the curtains.
Boom!
A flash of lightning struck, and he recognized the city in front of him.
New York!
Seeing that his expression was wrong, Alice twisted her waist and got off the bed. She held Alan's hand affectionately, but was pushed away by Alan.
"No, you can't be my wife, you are a captive of darkness, my wife she, she."
The forgotten memories kept coming back, and Allen stepped back holding his head.
After being identified, Alice's pupils turned black in an instant, and she stared at Alan's face bewitchingly.
"Alan, isn't it good to stay here forever? We can live a good life here and be safe together."
wow-
A figure smashed the glass and came in through the window, and pushed the fake Alice to the ground.
"The next time you dream, remember to dream smaller"
Turning his head, Constantine complained to Allen behind him.
"In a city as big as New York, it's really inconvenient to find you!"
Under the body, Alice couldn't be indifferent, she raised her hands and scratched Constantine's face with her nails.
boom!
A bullet fired from the chamber, blowing her head off.
"Oh Shet, you killed her?!"
Allen behind him almost jumped up in fright.
After spitting on the corpse on the ground, Constantine stood up from the ground covered in blood. He turned sideways and put the golden shotgun on Allen's forehead.
"Hey, buddy, wait, is there some misunderstanding between us?!"
Raising his hands in a panic, Allen wanted to explain nervously.
But Constantine just looked at him blankly: "You think too much, I'm telling you to get up!"
"Walter?"
boom!
……
His eyes suddenly went dark, and when he opened his eyes again, Allen got up from the ground in horror.
Guns, bullets, Alice and then, he saw a familiar face.
Wiping his right hand on him, Constantine showed a faint smile.
"Welcome back, Mr. Alan Wake, and now let's discuss the ending of this story."
The ending, what ending?
When he just woke up, Allen was still a little confused.
"Never mind why."
After winking for Grant to lift the chair up, Constantine pulled Allen to sit on the chair in front of the table.
"Ahem. Now, I say you write!"
Write what?
Looking at the black typewriter in front of him, Allen thought about it a little bit. He was about to express his objection when he heard Constantine say.
"Ah~ Under the leadership of the wise and mighty Constantine, Grant and his subordinates brought Alan Wake out of the giant cauldron lake. The warm sun shone down and occupied the town of Bright Falls for an unknown number of years. the dark power dissipated
It’s almost the same meaning, I said it dryly, you are a writer, remember to polish it a little bit! "
"."
Allen refused. What kind of bloody unfinished novel is this, and it ends in less than 20 pages?Even if he was killed, he wouldn't be able to write such rubbish.
"Ouch! You hit me?"
"What's wrong with beating you, I still want to beat you!"
Staring, Constantine waved his fist fiercely at him and cursed.
"Damn! You really think you're writing a novel yourself?
If it wasn't for me, would you still plan to write the next book after this one? ! "
Uh.
The corners of Alan's mouth moved. To be honest, he really had this plan, and he even thought about the name of the next book.
As the saying goes, there must be a balance between light and darkness. The two books, one dark and one bright, are very artistic.
Then, he felt a pain on his face, this time it was Grant's hand.
"Shet! Put down your writer's reserve and write honestly according to what Constantine said!
What's wrong with less than 20 pages?Ever seen a 20 page short story? "
At this time, several of Grant's subordinates came over and reported in a low voice: "Captain, the door here cannot be opened, and we have no way to get out from here."
"I see."
In reply, Grant asked them to rest temporarily. Since they couldn't open the door to go out, the only way could only be placed on Allen, asking him to write the ending of this novel quickly, and get them out of here through the magical power of the manuscript!
Helpless, Allen could only follow Constantine's instructions and write down the passage with a typewriter.
But, how should I put it, it was written, but the other party didn't seem to recognize the ending. Everyone waited for a long time, but nothing happened.
"Look, I knew it wouldn't work!
Otherwise, what kind of writer is needed, just bring a literate guy over here? "
Spreading his hands, Allen had an expression I knew, making Grant's hands itch.
boom!
After firing a shot, Konstantin suddenly smiled as he watched the bullet crater on the wall recover quickly.
He took out a coin under everyone's puzzled eyes, and threw it to Alan Wake, and Alan took it in a panic, showing a puzzled look.
"what is this?"
"A fantastic magic item.
The effect is very simple, simply flip a coin, if it is heads, you can get a very powerful healing effect.
But if it's the other way around"
"Uh, on the other hand, what's wrong?"
"Hehe. If it's tails, the curse from the coin will summon a bolt of lightning to strike the coin holder."
Having said that, Constantine looked at Allen with disdain, and said in his frightened expression.
"Looking at your appearance of kidney deficiency, it is estimated that you will be hit by lightning with your physique, and your life will be gone."
When he said this, Allen shook his hand, and the coin accidentally fell to the ground.
Gollum.
At that moment, the room fell silent, and everyone's eyes were fixed on the spinning coin.
One second, two seconds, three seconds.
click.
With a mournful face, Allen turned pale with fright.
"It's the opposite!"
boom!
A thick bolt of lightning unreasonably fell from the sky, it fiercely smashed into the Juke Lake, and brutally smashed into the wooden house where several people were staying.
The cabin shakes!
A strong sense of weightlessness came from the ground, and several people were unsteady and flew into the air. The coins on the ground were left unattended. Under the vibration of the wooden house, they bounced upwards and spun again.
click.
This time it's the other way around.
boom--!
Ashamed, the snail thought that many people knew about Alan Wake, but it turned out not to be.
This drama ends tomorrow.
In fact, it can be finished today, and I have finished writing, but I am still hesitating about the next plot. The original plan was to connect to the content of the Mandela Project-the Pseudoman, and lead to Jin Bin’s Dark Bible.
But the story of the dummy is even more unpopular and niche.
When it comes to writing about the mistakes Alan Wake made this time, the snail thinks about it and forgets it.
However, there are still many optional plot lines in the future. Snail has prepared at least 5 or more in the outline list. Don’t worry, let Snail choose one.
(End of this chapter)
Click!
It was like the sound of breaking glass.
"Ha ha."
Opening his eyes suddenly, Allen found himself lying on a bed.
The room was dark, and he fumbled to turn on the bedside lamp. With the light on, Allen glanced at his side.
Alice?
With his eyes wide open, Allen felt as if he had seen a hallucination.
"Honey, you're awake, why don't you sleep for a while?"
His wife, Alice, opened her eyes in a timely manner, her tone and demeanor were exactly as she remembered.
Without speaking, Alan got off the bed with bare feet. He looked at the environment of the room, and then simply walked to the window and roughly opened the curtains.
Boom!
A flash of lightning struck, and he recognized the city in front of him.
New York!
Seeing that his expression was wrong, Alice twisted her waist and got off the bed. She held Alan's hand affectionately, but was pushed away by Alan.
"No, you can't be my wife, you are a captive of darkness, my wife she, she."
The forgotten memories kept coming back, and Allen stepped back holding his head.
After being identified, Alice's pupils turned black in an instant, and she stared at Alan's face bewitchingly.
"Alan, isn't it good to stay here forever? We can live a good life here and be safe together."
wow-
A figure smashed the glass and came in through the window, and pushed the fake Alice to the ground.
"The next time you dream, remember to dream smaller"
Turning his head, Constantine complained to Allen behind him.
"In a city as big as New York, it's really inconvenient to find you!"
Under the body, Alice couldn't be indifferent, she raised her hands and scratched Constantine's face with her nails.
boom!
A bullet fired from the chamber, blowing her head off.
"Oh Shet, you killed her?!"
Allen behind him almost jumped up in fright.
After spitting on the corpse on the ground, Constantine stood up from the ground covered in blood. He turned sideways and put the golden shotgun on Allen's forehead.
"Hey, buddy, wait, is there some misunderstanding between us?!"
Raising his hands in a panic, Allen wanted to explain nervously.
But Constantine just looked at him blankly: "You think too much, I'm telling you to get up!"
"Walter?"
boom!
……
His eyes suddenly went dark, and when he opened his eyes again, Allen got up from the ground in horror.
Guns, bullets, Alice and then, he saw a familiar face.
Wiping his right hand on him, Constantine showed a faint smile.
"Welcome back, Mr. Alan Wake, and now let's discuss the ending of this story."
The ending, what ending?
When he just woke up, Allen was still a little confused.
"Never mind why."
After winking for Grant to lift the chair up, Constantine pulled Allen to sit on the chair in front of the table.
"Ahem. Now, I say you write!"
Write what?
Looking at the black typewriter in front of him, Allen thought about it a little bit. He was about to express his objection when he heard Constantine say.
"Ah~ Under the leadership of the wise and mighty Constantine, Grant and his subordinates brought Alan Wake out of the giant cauldron lake. The warm sun shone down and occupied the town of Bright Falls for an unknown number of years. the dark power dissipated
It’s almost the same meaning, I said it dryly, you are a writer, remember to polish it a little bit! "
"."
Allen refused. What kind of bloody unfinished novel is this, and it ends in less than 20 pages?Even if he was killed, he wouldn't be able to write such rubbish.
"Ouch! You hit me?"
"What's wrong with beating you, I still want to beat you!"
Staring, Constantine waved his fist fiercely at him and cursed.
"Damn! You really think you're writing a novel yourself?
If it wasn't for me, would you still plan to write the next book after this one? ! "
Uh.
The corners of Alan's mouth moved. To be honest, he really had this plan, and he even thought about the name of the next book.
As the saying goes, there must be a balance between light and darkness. The two books, one dark and one bright, are very artistic.
Then, he felt a pain on his face, this time it was Grant's hand.
"Shet! Put down your writer's reserve and write honestly according to what Constantine said!
What's wrong with less than 20 pages?Ever seen a 20 page short story? "
At this time, several of Grant's subordinates came over and reported in a low voice: "Captain, the door here cannot be opened, and we have no way to get out from here."
"I see."
In reply, Grant asked them to rest temporarily. Since they couldn't open the door to go out, the only way could only be placed on Allen, asking him to write the ending of this novel quickly, and get them out of here through the magical power of the manuscript!
Helpless, Allen could only follow Constantine's instructions and write down the passage with a typewriter.
But, how should I put it, it was written, but the other party didn't seem to recognize the ending. Everyone waited for a long time, but nothing happened.
"Look, I knew it wouldn't work!
Otherwise, what kind of writer is needed, just bring a literate guy over here? "
Spreading his hands, Allen had an expression I knew, making Grant's hands itch.
boom!
After firing a shot, Konstantin suddenly smiled as he watched the bullet crater on the wall recover quickly.
He took out a coin under everyone's puzzled eyes, and threw it to Alan Wake, and Alan took it in a panic, showing a puzzled look.
"what is this?"
"A fantastic magic item.
The effect is very simple, simply flip a coin, if it is heads, you can get a very powerful healing effect.
But if it's the other way around"
"Uh, on the other hand, what's wrong?"
"Hehe. If it's tails, the curse from the coin will summon a bolt of lightning to strike the coin holder."
Having said that, Constantine looked at Allen with disdain, and said in his frightened expression.
"Looking at your appearance of kidney deficiency, it is estimated that you will be hit by lightning with your physique, and your life will be gone."
When he said this, Allen shook his hand, and the coin accidentally fell to the ground.
Gollum.
At that moment, the room fell silent, and everyone's eyes were fixed on the spinning coin.
One second, two seconds, three seconds.
click.
With a mournful face, Allen turned pale with fright.
"It's the opposite!"
boom!
A thick bolt of lightning unreasonably fell from the sky, it fiercely smashed into the Juke Lake, and brutally smashed into the wooden house where several people were staying.
The cabin shakes!
A strong sense of weightlessness came from the ground, and several people were unsteady and flew into the air. The coins on the ground were left unattended. Under the vibration of the wooden house, they bounced upwards and spun again.
click.
This time it's the other way around.
boom--!
Ashamed, the snail thought that many people knew about Alan Wake, but it turned out not to be.
This drama ends tomorrow.
In fact, it can be finished today, and I have finished writing, but I am still hesitating about the next plot. The original plan was to connect to the content of the Mandela Project-the Pseudoman, and lead to Jin Bin’s Dark Bible.
But the story of the dummy is even more unpopular and niche.
When it comes to writing about the mistakes Alan Wake made this time, the snail thinks about it and forgets it.
However, there are still many optional plot lines in the future. Snail has prepared at least 5 or more in the outline list. Don’t worry, let Snail choose one.
(End of this chapter)
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