Xu Fang looked up at the sky and said, "Miss Lianyue, can you guess what I am thinking about?"

"In thinking about what reward to give me?"

"......"

"Oh, isn't it?"

"I'm thinking, are you really a spy sent by the association? How else would you know so much?"

Lianyue: "......"

"Well, I was just joking. So, the president's ability to make objects disappear is related to the god of destruction?"

"It's very likely."

"So, can the president's novels also be found on that website? As long as we search for novels related to the god of destruction, we should be able to locate them accurately, right?"

"No, authors who participated in the creation of the god of destruction were all cannon fodder. How could the president personally participate in writing something so dangerous?" Lianyue shook her head. "Besides, I have already read all the novels on that website. There is no work related to the god of destruction, which can only mean that the authors who participated in the creation in the past are already dead."

"An individual author may not create much of a stir, but if dozens or even hundreds of authors simultaneously write an unrealistic work, it is highly likely that they will bring this work into reality. And the association has already achieved more than half of it. I have to admit, compared to those high-level authors who hunt down rookies, the association's move is exquisite. They have squeezed out the last bit of value from the rookies and claimed their creative achievements as their own. They are truly ruthless!"

"The god of destruction... I do have some impressions." Xu Fang pinched his chin and muttered softly.

Lianyue had just become an author not long ago, so she hadn't read any works about the god of destruction. But Xu Fang had. During his confrontation with Ye Huai, he had almost flipped through all the works on Horror Novel Web and discovered that there were about four or five authors who had written similar novels, even though the titles were different. They all had plots set in the "Desolate Spirit Continent" of an alternate world.

At the time, Xu Fang didn't pay much attention to it. But when he wanted to read those books again later, they had already disappeared. Nevertheless, Xu Fang still had a deep impression of certain plotlines and characters from the "Desolate Spirit Continent."

The most memorable, of course, was the god of destruction.

Before the appearance of the god of destruction, the Desolate Spirit Continent was just a template world for ordinary Western fantasy novels. It had humans, orc, elves, and dragons.

Almost all the races that appeared in Western fantasy works existed in this continent, and each race had its own gods, who were real. All the races lived in their respective regions, engaging in trade and occasional conflicts, but overall, it was a peaceful and prosperous situation.

The appearance of the god of destruction shattered this peace.

The god of destruction was invincible. No one knew where it came from, how it appeared, or what its purpose was. All people knew was that wherever the god of destruction passed, life was destroyed, and everything fell into silence. Even dragons couldn't escape its wrath.

In the setting of the Desolate Spirit Continent, dragons had powerful bodies and formidable magic. They had strong regenerative abilities, and any severed body part could be regenerated. As long as they still had a breath, they could quickly regain combat effectiveness. Dragons were also excellent in maneuverability, using space magic to move between the ends of the continent.

Every individual of the dragon race was like a boss template, with strong physicality, high damage output, and quick healing. Even if they couldn't win, they could escape at any time. If a dragon casually appeared on Earth without being weakened, it could easily destroy human civilization.

However, against the god of destruction, the strongest race in the Desolate Spirit Continent was powerless. With a wave of its hand, the god of destruction wiped out all the dragons, even escaping was impossible.

After the extinction of various races, the fanatics of the demonic race and other remaining races became believers of the god of destruction. They claimed to act in the name of "destruction" and launched inhumane invasions against all races on the continent.

In theory, with the dragons extinct and the other races seemingly insignificant, one would expect the elves to be equally overwhelmed. But it seemed like every world with a demon lord would produce a hero, so the elves rose up. Led by the god of elves, they repelled the invasion of the "destruction" army and established a strong defense line. At this time, the frequency of the god of destruction's appearance was not as high as before, and a temporary balance was achieved on the Desolate Spirit Continent.

The storyline of the Desolate Spirit Continent didn't provide Xu Fang with any help. If the god of destruction could truly appear on Earth in its complete form, even the Horror Novel Web would be powerless against it. The association has truly created a super monster...

"Um... Xu Fang, I'm feeling a bit tired. I still need at least three more hours of sleep. Can you keep watch for me?" Lian Yue rubbed her eyes and asked somewhat embarrassedly.

Xu Fang looked at the weary face of the girl and immediately responded, "Of course, you have nine hours to sleep. You can rest as you please until dawn. Besides, I don't need sleep, so you don't have to worry about being attacked while you're asleep."

"Thank you very much," Lian Yue said with a smile. Suddenly, she felt something was off. "Isn't it 1:35 am? The sun will rise in five hours. How can..."

Xu Fang blinked and replied nonchalantly, "That was a lie. The actual time is 21:26 on November 4th. It has only been a little over five hours since we met. I changed the time to make you negotiate without too much sense of urgency. You would be more willing to communicate with me, wouldn't you?"

With that, Xu Fang synchronized his phone's time with the network, and the time instantly jumped back to 21:26.

Whether it was due to blood loss or something else, Lian Yue felt dizzy in her head. She could sense another layer of meaning in Xu Fang's words. He still didn't fully trust her and suspected that she was a "bait" used by the association. If she openly broke off with the association and secretly cooperated with the president, there would inevitably be a moment to capture her. Xu Fang took Lian Yue's phone and intentionally confused her sense of time to test her reaction and determine how much connection she still had with the association.

By revealing the actual time now, Xu Fang was indicating that he had gained her trust.

This person, the gap between his true self and his clone is too huge... He's just too cautious, isn't he? You don't allow me to lie, but you yourself keep telling lies.

Lian Yue felt helpless and could only ask, "Can I have my belongings back?"

"Are you referring to the other items I found on you?"

"Yes."

"Miss Heize, don't you think it's fair and reasonable to give some small compensation to a lifesaver?"

Lian Yue was dumbfounded by his words. In the end, she could only smile helplessly and say, "Thank you for sparing my clothes."

...

The night continued to pass quietly. Lian Yue fell asleep, while Xu Fang stood up and went outside, lying on the wooden house and looking up at the starry sky through the shadowy leaves.

Mysterious events, Horror Novel Web, the author...

These three things are always linked together. If the information from the "Eye of Omniscience" is true, then Horror Novel Web and mysterious events are not father and son relationships. They each have their own systems.

Continuing to diverge in thinking, what if Horror Novel Web and the author are not father and son relationships either? The author just happens to be the "author," and regardless of whether Horror Novel Web exists or not, they both possess extraordinary characteristics. Horror Novel Web selected the author based on these characteristics, or else why are there so few authors?

However, these are all just speculations. The truth remains buried in the fog. Since the emergence of the alter ego, Xu Fang has been doubting his true identity.

Am I merely a character created by Ye Huai? Is even my memory predetermined? After the creator dies, what am I?

Who exactly am I?

This question that has plagued countless philosophers is also plaguing Xu Fang. But he won't get caught up in it. He can answer with a philosophical statement: I am who I am.

People are simply people, and there's no need to intentionally act like one. The world is simply the world, and there's no need to carefully maneuver in it.

A gentle breeze blew, lifting Xu Fang's cloak and long hair. He stood up, ready to return to the house. At that moment, he suddenly caught sight of a letter appearing on his right side.

A letter that appeared out of thin air.

Xu Fang looked around warily, but the demon's eye didn't detect anything unusual. When he had come to the rooftop earlier, he was certain that the letter hadn't been there. After looking at the sky for a while, the letter silently appeared.

The letter was sealed with a red wax seal made of resin and paraffin, forming an exquisite rose pattern. The lower right corner of the envelope was signed: Velley Ringozo.

This is a letter function that only authors above F level have. Ye Huai also used this method to contact Xu Fang.

Verily can deliver the letter directly to Xu Fang, indicating that they have obtained Xu Fang's location. Even the forest covered by leaves can't hide their tracking. It can be inferred that they are not using satellite positioning, but some kind of black technology items.

Xu Fang opened the envelope and looked at its contents.

"Dear unknown author,

Hello, I am the president of the 'Destruction Association.' I guess you have already learned a lot of information about our association from Miss Heize, right?

Instead of coming to you directly, we are sending you this letter first to convey our goodwill.

Before you make a decision, please let me tell you a story...

After the New Feminist Movement broke out in the West, an extreme feminist illegal organization called the Lily Cult emerged in the United States.

Three years ago, a [author] took over the position of the cult leader and officially controlled the Lily Cult. She brought the "Y Chromosome Virus" from novels into the real world. This virus is highly contagious and can infect the Y chromosome of human beings, resulting in male death. In theory, it can exterminate all male human beings. The Lily Cult threatens the world with the male annihilation virus, attempting to seize global power.

Do you think this cult is crazy? In fact, they are just a group of clowns.

That [author] even had the ridiculous idea of killing all the authors in the world to enjoy exclusive access to "that website." I couldn't help but feel sorry for her.

So, I wiped out the Lily Cult casually, killing the cult leader, 137 key members, and 3,569 grassroots members, while eliminating the "Y Chromosome Virus" as well.

Since then, there is no trace of the Lily Cult in this world.

My actions may seem cruel, but their core is kind and loving. I saved the lives of tens of millions of people.

Peace is built on violence. If the world is to go to war, then I will become the "necessary evil," standing against all of humanity, forcing people to unite in an evil manner.

There are many injustices in this world, exploitation by capitalists, class stratification, oppression of small countries by major countries, racial discrimination... These are what I want to change. No matter what resistance I encounter, I will not give up.

My story ends here, and it is a true story. If you doubt any sentence in it, you can personally consult the customer service center to verify its correctness.

Dear unknown author, if you have had enough patience to read this far, then you have a basic understanding of me. There is no absolute good or evil in the world. I hope Miss Heize's slander against our association will not lead to any misunderstandings from you.

I sincerely invite you to join us and hand over the traitor. Let us work together to transform this deformed world and sow "hope" in the name of "destruction." I believe you won't disappoint me. My address is 256 East Coast Villa, Twisted City.

Velley Ringozo"

The envelope was written in red Roman font, and Xu Fang now found it as easy to read English as his mother tongue. After reading the letter, Xu Fang immediately extracted three pieces of useful information.

First, the association is wary of Xu Fang's existence. If they were not wary, they might have already killed him. They do not have the confidence to eliminate Xu Fang without paying a price.

Second, the association is showing its power to Xu Fang. They are warning Xu Fang not to oppose them, otherwise, the Lily Cult will be his fate.

Third, the association actively extends an olive branch to Xu Fang. They seem to be concerned that Xu Fang will not engage in video calls, so they chose the method of a letter and left an address. Xu Fang can continue to communicate with them through the envelope, avoiding the dangerous act of video calls through indirect contact.

At first glance, the association's approach seems reasonable. But Xu Fang has a strange feeling. Is this an invitation or a trap? If Verily has such great power, why didn't they casually eliminate this little demon?