Looking at Gu Yi Xin, who was standing there, furious and frustrated, Zhou Sheng Chen leaned in and said sarcastically, “Just for changing the military training uniform a little, you dare to charge forty yuan, that's too much!”
“What's it to you?” Gu Yi Xin replied impatiently.
Zhou Sheng Chen chuckled and walked over to Xiao Hai Yang, asking him, the repeater, about the location of the military training, the precautions, and other relevant information.
After inquiring, Zhou Sheng Chen went out, bought some things, and went back to the dorm to stay quietly.
Opening the computer he had assembled by hand, which had cost him nearly eight hundred thousand, Zhou Sheng Chen logged into his writer account and began writing his novel.
For many years, most of his wealth had come from his novels.
He was now a renowned figure in the world of literature.
Thanks to the difference between this world and his original world, many web novels and their authors were gone, allowing Zhou Sheng Chen, the copycat, to thrive in the web novel world.
The sound of “pi li pa la” echoed.
“Chapter 1: Ancient Divine Tomb”
“Traveling through the primordial chaos, condensing the essence of heaven and earth... Even though I escaped the cycle of six realms, I couldn't escape the turmoil of heaven and earth…”
Zhou Sheng Chen's hands were constantly tapping on the keyboard.
Due to his photographic memory, whenever he focused, the books he had read before would appear as images, word for word, incredibly magical.
All he needed to do was type out the words from those images, so his efficiency was exceptional.
At first, Zhou Sheng Chen typed slowly when he wrote novels, but as he consumed more and more talents with his devouring ability, his physical reactions had already surpassed those of ordinary humans. This resulted in his typing speed reaching an inhuman level.
After the transformation caused by the meteorite abroad, Zhou Sheng Chen's reaction was even faster.
He had tried, even without intentionally speeding up, he could type 20,000 words per minute.
You know, the fastest typist in the past life could only type over 800 words per minute, so you can imagine how extraordinary Zhou Sheng Chen was.
At Zhou Sheng Chen's normal speed, he could type 1.2 million words per hour.
If Zhou Sheng Chen really wanted to update, a million words a day would only take him about an hour.
In the world of web novels, as long as the novel is good enough, 10,000 words a day can make you a god, let alone a million words.
Thus, time passed by with the sound of keyboard tapping, and in the blink of an eye, an hour had passed.
By now, Zhou Sheng Chen had already typed 1.2 million words.
A medium-length novel is usually around 30,000 to 100,000 words. In this one hour, he had directly written at least 12 medium-length novels.
His rapid keyboard tapping naturally attracted the attention of his dormmates, Yu Hao and others, who came over to see what he was doing.
Zhou Sheng Chen didn't hide it, he revealed that he was a web novel writer, which naturally caused an uproar among them.
Putting away his computer, Zhou Sheng Chen realized it was already four thirty, so he decided to go out, find a place to eat, and have a good look around the school.
But suddenly, the tightly closed door of their dorm was pushed open forcefully from the outside, slamming heavily against the wall.
Then Zhou Sheng Chen and Xiao Hai Yang saw two people enter uninvited.
These two people were carrying a microphone and a camera, as if they were coming to do an interview.
However, their rude behavior infuriated Zhou Sheng Chen and the others.
“No matter what you want to do, now, immediately, get out of here.” The person holding the microphone was about to say something, but Zhou Sheng Chen had already stood in front of him and said unceremoniously.
Zhou Sheng Chen knew why these two people had barged into their dorm.
It was simply that Lu Qiao Chuan's "head-loving" had spread, and these seniors thought the new freshmen were easy to bully, so they came to make some news and increase their exposure.
But Zhou Sheng Chen wouldn't tolerate these disrespectful people.
“What's your attitude?!” The person with the microphone was furious upon hearing Zhou Sheng Chen's words.
“What kind of attitude should I have towards you two uncivilized people?” Zhou Sheng Chen looked him up and down with disdain and said.
Then he also glanced at the person holding the camera with a contemptuous look.
“Who are you calling uncivilized?!” The person holding the camera was irritated by Zhou Sheng Chen's gaze and also flew into a rage.
“I'm talking about you two, who barged into someone else's dorm without asking for permission and even pushed the door so hard.” Xiao Hai Yang also stood up, came to Zhou Sheng Chen's side, and said to the two.
Yu Hao, though very afraid, still mustered his courage and stood beside them.
Lu Qiao Chuan, with his slightly saintly nature, wanted to say something to ease the tension, to say something like “Let's all be amicable” or something.
But Lu Qiao Chuan wasn't someone who didn't understand right from wrong. He actually disliked the two people's behavior as well.
After weighing things in his mind, Lu Qiao Chuan ultimately stood beside Zhou Sheng Chen and the others, deciding to stand together with them.
“Watch your language, we're seniors from the second year.” The person with the microphone looked at Zhou Sheng Chen and the others, his eyes flickering a little.
But thinking that he was a senior from the second year, and he was being scared away by the freshmen, how could they ever have any face to act in the school?
“You still have the face to call yourselves seniors, really shameless.” Zhou Sheng Chen looked at the person with the microphone with disdain. “Other seniors are good role models for us newcomers, but what about you?”
“You barged into someone else's dorm without their permission, and even pushed the door so hard? Can I consider your actions as a provocation?”
After saying that, Zhou Sheng Chen walked up to them, grabbed their arms, and threw them directly out.
“Holy cow!”
Xiao Hai Yang, Lu Qiao Chuan, and Yu Hao widened their eyes when they saw this.
“Zhou Sheng Chen, I believe you really have learned martial arts.” Xiao Hai Yang said with a mixture of emotions.
Those two weren't short in stature, each of them at least 140 pounds, two of them together was a full 280 pounds.
But Zhou Sheng Chen, without any effort, lifted them up and threw them out. Who wouldn't be afraid when they saw this?
The two people who were thrown out landed on the ground, wailing in pain. Ignoring the pain coming from their bodies, they quickly checked their camera.
They could endure the pain of a fall, but if the camera was broken, they would be heartbroken, because of all their equipment, the camera was the most expensive.
After checking and finding that the camera was fine, they breathed a sigh of relief and then looked at Zhou Sheng Chen with fear, leaving a threatening “You're gonna regret this” before getting up and stumbling away.