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On the second morning, just after waking up, Li Hong received a message from the backend regarding a contract.
"Hello, author. Your work has been reviewed and meets the standards for signing..."
He forgot that this was a notification from the backend of Dark Overlord.
Over at Positive Energy, there was still no news.
"..."
Li Hong was at a loss for what to do.
From this message, it was clear that the editors at the platform preferred Dark Overlord. They seemed less enthusiastic about works like Positive Energy.
Li Hong's speculation appeared to be coming true step by step.
After finishing another fifty thousand words and uploading them, Li Hong decided not to dwell on it anymore.
After all, no matter how one looked at it, Dark Overlord was more popular with readers.
Both books lacked trending topics and recommendations. Yet now, Dark Overlord's collection was nearing three hundred, while Positive Energy had only received a single click from Li Hong himself, and its collection was even more dismal.
It was evident that many people probably saw the title Positive Energy and chose not to click on it.
With such a stark contrast, Li Hong couldn't be bothered to pay attention anymore.
No matter how you look at it, Positive Energy would never be a match for the Dark Overlord.
This shows that there is still a gap between selflessness and selfishness.
Just as Li Hong finished typing, Lu Mao called.
"Boss, the crew has been assembled. When do you think we should start filming?"
What? It's already set up so quickly?
Li Hong was quite impressed with Lu Mao's efficiency.
After all, it hadn't been long since they started, and he had already pulled together a team. That was quite impressive.
You have to understand, Sweet Potato Films may not have much, but they certainly have actors. Although Lu Mao might have only managed to gather an Amateur Troupe, that was still quite an achievement.
"Let's start filming. We're not a Major Production, so there's really no need for a launch event."
Li Hong wasn't just speaking off the cuff; after all, Sweet Potato Films was quite transparent in the entertainment industry. Even if they held a launch event, hardly anyone would show up, so it was better not to bother at all.
"What about the pig's head for the offering?" Lu Mao asked in surprise.
While he had no objections to skipping the launch event, surely they wouldn't skip the offering as well?
"Are you kidding me? Does the pig head not need money? Just start filming. Instead of learning something useful, you're just picking up this trash."
What kind of ritual is this for the gods? He had no idea where this nonsense came from. Li Hong really had no interest in it.
A ritual for the gods? Which god are they worshipping?
The Machine God?
Fine, Li Hong thought about every deity in the courtyard but couldn't figure out who would be in charge of a camera.
If that's the case, why even bother with a ritual?
After giving Lu Mao his instructions, Li Hong hung up the phone.
The movie was about to start filming, and he needed to touch base with Charlie. The promotion could begin now.
"Persia, don't worry. I've figured out the promotional channels in Huaxia. Trust me, it will be fine."
Li Hong completely ignored Charlie's self-praise; these tricks were just because they didn't have enough funds. If they had money, they would have already promoted it on television—who would resort to such advertising otherwise?
Having wrapped everything up, Li Hong finally felt a bit relaxed.
Unfortunately, 404 seemed intent on making things difficult for him and interjected, "You seem quite free? Well, I've found something for you to do. What do you think?"
"What the hell, you guys are supposed to be from the Main God Space, a kind of black technology, how come there are so many issues?" Li Hong complained.
How could there still be so many loopholes in something that humans couldn't even comprehend?
"Uh, this situation isn't something we want to see either. Come on, I'll give you the coordinates."
"How much?" Li Hong lazily asked as he opened his Reincarnation Watch.
""
What the hell, two hundred and fifty? Seriously, what a joke.
Complaining was useless, so Li Hong quickly input the coordinates into the Teleportation Page.
One set of coordinates basically meant it was an Ordinary World with no Exceeding Combat Power.
This kind of world was actually quite to Li Hong's liking.
He clicked the teleport button, and as light and shadow intertwined, a massive black hole appeared behind him, towering over him.
Li Hong was used to it; he stepped forward and easily entered the black hole.
Colors flickered around him, and with a shift of scenery, he found himself atop a high Chaos Graveyard.
"What's up now?" Li Hong yawned, struggling to muster any energy.
Above him, 404 had pulled out a small tablet at some point and was tapping away at it with his claws.
After a while, 404 finally spoke, "Oh, this world seems simple, but there’s actually a passage leading to the Advanced World behind it. This poses a threat to our Main God Space operations. So, you must go and close that passage."
"A passage to the Advanced World? Can you speak plainly?" Li Hong was baffled; he didn't understand a word.
"Let me put it this way: this world is essentially a resting place for Reincarnators. However, there’s a passage to the celestial realm here, which naturally threatens those Reincarnators. Therefore, closing this passage is what we need to do."
"Why not let those high-level Reincarnators handle it? What the hell, you can't be serious that you want me to deal with this?" Li Hong was impressed by the thought process of that Supreme God.
Clearly, there were capable people under him who could solve the problem, yet they insisted on sending him, a mere staff member, to handle it.
"We can't let them execute this mission! They are all Reincarnators; if they're not careful, they'll reveal their true identities. If they become suspicious, the omnipotent authority of Main God Space will no longer exist."
"I see. So it's just Shiny Bald Head being overly concerned about appearances, right?" Li Hong rolled his eyes and replied irritably.
"You could say that," 404 said helplessly.
"Alright, I get it. Let's get going then."
With that, Li Hong took the lead and quickly leaped down from the towering Chaos Graveyard, heading towards the nearby city area.
He decided to take a look first, to see how far this world had developed. He didn't care about anything else for now; he still didn't know where the passages were located.
He would check for any abnormalities in this world and investigate them one by one, which should be fine.
After all, he was a man driving a G-Class. Even though he couldn't leap across rooftops or dive underground in this Ordinary World, running a few dozen kilometers without breaking a sweat was no problem at all.
Outside the city, a Tailored Man was patrolling in a Paper Car.
"The roads are fixed, which means more car accidents. For us, that means we have to run around everywhere. If we can prevent a potential accident, that's a good deed..."
In the car, the Tailored Man's senior, an Old Patrolman who had been a Tailored Man for decades, was imparting his insights on being a Tailored Man.
At that moment, a figure zipped past the car at lightning speed, causing the standard Speed Enforcement Device in the vehicle to flash red instantly.
The two Tailored Men, one old and one young, exchanged glances and saw the seriousness in each other's eyes.
Someone was speeding!
"Quick, let's see what's going on! This is Agricultural Road; how can someone be going one hundred eighty? This guy must be drunk." The Old Patrolman hurriedly activated the detection device to review the recorded data.
The other Tailored Man switched on the intercom to report what they had seen to their colleagues patrolling behind them.
"Dong Yao Dong Yao, this is Dong Guai. We are at Tunnel Bend."
“Dong Yao received, please proceed!”
“Towards West City Avenue, on Pingxin Road, someone is speeding, possibly driving under the influence.”
“Dong Yao received, please describe the target vehicle.”
“The target is… not driving!”
“…”
“Repeat, the target is not… driving… wearing a Happy Sheep Shirt and blue Jeans, running towards you at a speed of one hundred eighty! Please intercept immediately!”
“…”
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