MTL - Tomb Raider: Storytelling and Writing, The Mystic Nine is Confused-Chapter 2

"Yes! Tell us about it, and let us slap our eyes!"

The guests under the high platform began to attack Zhang Chen one after another.

Let Zhang Chen list a few heroes who are eligible for the gold list.

This is the capital. As the local boss, Peng Sanbian has accumulated power for a long time. In the eyes of people in the capital, he is already the strongest.

Although Zhang Chen's book was very attractive to them, they were still reluctant to bow their heads to the strong people they respected.

Yin Xinyue on the top floor couldn't help laughing while lying on the fence.

Why didn't you see that he was so crazy before?

Peng Sanbian is really not a good person.

But his ability is indeed obvious to all. Zhang Chen said that he would suffer a big loss.

…

Zhang Chen sat on the high platform and did not panic at all.

He said calmly: "Nowadays wars are raging everywhere, people are struggling to survive, and everyone is fighting for a living. There are many real capable people who choose to hide their whereabouts. This Peng Sanbian is just a publicity and appears in front of everyone's eyes."

"On weekdays, it's enough to be called the number one hero, if it really ranks on the list..."

Zhang Chen shook his head and said, "If you want to rank the list, you must be fair and impartial, and you must include all capable people."

"You were dissatisfied before, now let's give a few examples."

"Chen Yulou, the head of Xieling of Changsheng Mountain, controls more than 100,000 horses in the south, seven, north, and 613 provinces. Those with names in the green forest are all dispatched by Changsheng Mountain, and he secretly supports Sanxiang and Sishui. There are several warlord forces, many of which are equipped with elite troops, and the forces under him are far from comparable to Peng Sanbian."

"The leader of the moving mountain, the partridge whistle, has a wide range of experience, is proficient in dialects of various places, and has excellent marksmanship. No one can surpass him in grasping and fighting. Peng Sanbian's ability is like a child in his eyes."

"Master Zhang, who hangs three golden charms and fights by himself. He has never lost his hand in his life. There are many party members under his family, and his family wealth is countless.

"For example, Shacheng defense officer, Master Zhang Dafo, with a heavy army in hand, the head of the nine gates, he gave an order, and all the people in the nine gates followed his horse head, does he have this courage and prestige?"

"This is just a simple list of one or two. There are countless more capable people who are hidden from the world. What is Peng Sanbian?"

…

On the high platform, Zhang Chen's tone was slow and slow, but there was unquestionable firmness in his words.

The audience under the stage was taken aback by what he said.

Many people were secretly shocked.

It would be fine if Zhang Chen was talking about the surrounding forces.

He actually listed dozens of masters from all over the world.

This is bound to be too great.

Today is in troubled times, and the news is blocked. Even if there are many people coming and going at the Crescent Moon Hotel, it will not allow him to learn so much news!

This piece of information in his hands alone is enough to shock many people.

In the box on the second floor.

Master Zhang and Er Ye looked at each other, and they both saw surprise in each other's eyes.

Although Shacheng is not too far from the capital, Zhang Chen was surprised to know about Zhang Dafo.

"Zhang Chen is a bit interesting. He should have never seen me, but he said it so clearly, and he is not afraid of smashing his own signboard."

Master Zhang said with a chuckle.

The second master frowned, and said solemnly, "He is not a simple person. The people he mentioned just now, even I only know Partridge Whistle alone."

"Partridge Whistle is the leader of the mountain-moving faction. He is loyal to others, and his combat power is even more terrifying. He is the most famous downtrodden Yuanliang in Jiangsu and Zhejiang."

"As for the other people he mentioned, I have only vaguely heard of their names, but I don't know the specifics."

"It can be seen that Zhang Chen's understanding of the things on the road is probably a little deeper than you and me."

The second master said his thoughts slowly.

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After Er Yuehong's analysis was finished, Master Zhang's expression changed slightly.

As a military officer, he has been in power for a long time, and he knows the importance of news.

There are many eyeliners in Jiumen, and the military department has its own news network.

But this piece of dust has more news than them, which is too terrifying to think about.

"Father, you asked the adjutant to check on him before, but is there any result?"

Early this morning, Lord Buddha sent his adjutant out to investigate Zhang Chen's details not long after listening to the book.

It's been a day now, and the adjutant hasn't come back.

Master Zhang Dafa handed a note to the second master.

The second master frowned after unfolding the note: "What does this mean?"

Master Zhang Dafa sighed slightly and said, "The above is the password of my Zhang family."

"Zhang Chen has only been here for half a month, and I can't find any news related to him, including the record of entering the city."

"How is this possible!" Second Master was shocked.

Now is in troubled times, and the inspection when entering the city is quite strict.

All those who enter the city will be registered, but there is no Zhang Chen in it?

"Could it be that he just appeared out of nowhere?" Er Yuehong's eyes were full of confusion.

Master Zhang turned the wrench on his hand and said with great interest, "This Mr. Zhang is really getting more and more interesting."

"What does Lord Buddha mean?"

"There's still a while before the auction, so let's take a look at his bottom."

Er Yuehong frowned and said nothing in the end.

…

【Ding! Congratulations to the host for successfully activating the god-level storyteller system. 】

[Congratulations to the successful host binding system, the number of times of the lottery has been obtained three times. 】

[The host can use the card to obtain various rewards such as weapons, tools, characters, and elixir. 】

[The host can get storytelling points for storytelling, and the points can be used to draw a lottery]

[The more the lottery, the higher the item level you can get]

On the high platform, Zhang Chen heard the mechanical system prompt sound in his mind, and was almost overjoyed with excitement.

I have been talking about the book for half a month at the Crescent Hotel.

He finally successfully bound the system!

The system loosed three chances to draw the lottery, and he didn't know what to draw. He had to study it carefully.

"Everyone, predict what will happen in the future, and listen to the next analysis."

After speaking, he ignored the audience's reaction, turned around and walked towards the third floor of the Crescent Hotel.

He has been here for half a month, and he has already formed a rule of not becoming.

That is to speak a book every three days.

To be honest, every time he tells a story, he will get a lot of rewards, and these rewards are enough for him to lie down.

If it weren't for the need to bind the system, I'm afraid he might not be able to speak a book a month.

He crossed over from Blue Star, and no one else in this world knew about the stealing of the pen he talked about. If he wanted to hear it, he had to come here to listen.

It is estimated that it is impossible to be famous in the world, but there is absolutely no problem with it.

Seeing Zhang Chen go upstairs, the audience below couldn't help wailing.

"What, is today so short? It's too fast!"

"What are you doing! Once every three days, one hour at a time?"

"Is there a mistake, I came from a neighboring city just to listen to the book!"

"Where's the boss? Boss Yin, come out soon! Your storyteller can't do it! You're too lazy to talk about it every three days, and the time is so short!"

"What's the matter?! Isn't there a storytelling today? It's over as soon as I come?"

"It's too hard to listen to a book!"

"That's right! After all, you're talking about the Golden List, let's go!"

…

In the hall, there was a lot of discussion, and many people even slapped the table and yelled.

But after seeing the stick slaves coming down from the upstairs, they all quieted down.

This is the Crescent Hotel.

In the capital, the person who dares to make trouble at the Crescent Hotel has not yet been born.

Zhang Chen spent half a month in the Crescent Hotel, and his popularity soared.

Some of the plots of the Lu Palace in the Warring States Period that he had finished have already spread to the outer city.

Some people even secretly printed them into volumes and sold them to other cities.

In several nearby cities, after knowing the story Zhang Fan told, some people could not help but risk the danger to run to the capital.

However, when they arrived at the Crescent Hotel, they found out that today's storytelling was over!

Can this be tolerated? Angry on the spot.

However, the prestige of the Crescent Hotel is placed here, and they dare not speak out.

Watching Zhang Chen run away, Yin Xinyue, who was lying on the railing on the top floor, was full of smiles.

As expected of the person she likes, she has a personality.

"Miss, the people below are making trouble." Yiyi looked at Yin Xinyue, who was lying on the railing watching the play, but couldn't help whispering.

"If you make trouble, make trouble. It's a big deal to let the stick slave see off the guest."

"Miss!" Yiyi looked helpless.

They picked up a storyteller here and there, obviously picking up an ancestor!

If the boss knows about this, I'm afraid the beard will fly up in anger.

"Oh, I see." Yin Xinyue waved her hands indifferently: "I asked him to come back, but I didn't really ask him to tell a story! He can come as he pleases."

"Miss!"

"Yiyi, don't you think that Mr. Zhang is much better than that gorilla Peng Sanbian?" Yin Xinyue looked at Yiyi with bright eyes and said, "You said, if I told my father that I wanted Zhang Chen to be my fiancé, How about the marriage of Peng Sanbian who has retired?"

The corners of Yiyi's mouth twitched, and the word 'dream' almost blurted out.

"Okay, my little ancestor, the people below are still waiting for you to appease!"

Saying that, he pulled Yin Xinyue away involuntarily.

…

In the lobby of the New Moon Hotel, the audience was still discussing the content of Zhang Chen's story just now.

"Although I don't talk much today, I think it's very exciting."

"Speaking of which, is there really such a scaly monster in this world?"

"Maybe that thing really exists. I heard from friends that there are water ghosts called sea monkeys at sea. They drag people into the water. They are fierce and good at water."

"If you want me to say, that Zhang Bald is not an ordinary person, can an old antique who studies underwater creatures have such reflexes and skills?"

"That's right, if I want to say that Wu Sanxing is scheming, even if he disappears, he won't let an outsider bring his nephew to the tomb. It's still in such a dangerous sea."