That's Right, I'm a Glutton!

This is a place that tortures people's will even more than the Sahara Desert.

In this blank world, there is a figure sitting cross-legged in the air.

Kitahara Sosuke's body was suspended there, his eyes closed tightly.

In the dark world in front of him, dozens of evil gods Gatanje appeared and surrounded him.

Countless tentacles stretched out and launched an attack on the enemies they hated.

And Cang Jie used various methods to fight against these evil gods.

Kitahara Sosuke is doing spiritual training.

That is to create imaginary enemies in one's own spiritual world for cultivation.

Each of these Gatanjahes has almost the same strength as the enemies he once fought in the Pacific Ocean.

Although it is impossible to know all the details of the opponent, there is no way to compare it with life and death fighting.

But it can still be regarded as a very efficient way of practice.

Just when Cangsuke was immersed in the spiritual world, the door of the room at the entrance was suddenly opened from the outside.

"Ahh, Cangsuke!!!"

The girl with long black hair and straight hair was completely unaffected by ten times the gravity, and ran in crying.

Ten times the gravity of the earth sounds like an exaggerated number.

But whether it is Ultra Star or the former Vegeta planet, it is almost the same environment.

No big deal.

"Kosaki? What's wrong, such a big reaction..."

Kitahara Sosuke's body fell to the ground lightly, stroked the girl's long hair with his hands, and asked.

His practice was interrupted, but he didn't feel angry at all.

He is just practicing and not retreating, and he has his most precious child in his arms.

"What should I do, my novel hit the street!"

Ms. Yoshida hugged Cangsuke's waist with both hands, smelling Cangsuke's smell, trying to heal her sadness.

"Even if you are a famous writer, not every book can sell well, just try harder next time."

Only then did Kitahara Sosuke understand what happened, and quickly patted the girl's back with his hands, comforting him.

"But I've hit the street three times!"

"Uh... well, this is really a bit miserable."

Xiaosaki continued to feel sad, and what he said made Cangsuke feel that something was wrong.

He hadn't helped Xiaosaki secretly cheat on the sales volume for a long time.

There is no need to worry about food and clothing, and girls nowadays are creating entirely out of interest.

So there is no point in cheating.

But the premise of this makes the child happy.

It was not Sosuke's original intention to immerse the girl in the sadness of rushing to the street.

After such a long period of writing, Ms. Yoshida is already a mature writer.

There is obviously something wrong with this continuous rushing to the street.

It's a very wrong situation.

"Why are there suddenly so many writers who are good at sensual novels in this world?"

Ms. Yoshida couldn't help it for a while, and started to complain crazily.

"Anyway, it's useless for you to ask for so much manuscript fee, don't take it to heart."

Cang Jie was thinking while comforting her gently.

"But... no one has read my novel..."

Kosaki raised her head in front of Sosuke, her eyes filled with tears.

Seeing the girl's lost look, Cang Jie said hastily.

"How come? I was reading your novel."

"I've been watching your progress. The novel is very good."

"The poor selling is definitely not a quality problem, it's those idiots who don't know the goods!"

It's not that I'm lying, but I really read every novel.

Whether you like it or not, force yourself to see it.

Because this is Kosaki's painstaking effort.

"Cang Jie... you are indeed the best."

While reciting his name, the girl actively rubbed her head in his arms

After talking about chicken soup for the soul, she sent Ms. Yoshida out of this room.

Thinking in my heart, should I use some means to help her.

"Okay, let's get started."

After a while, the body floats in the air and closes the eyes again.

I plan to continue practicing.

"Ahh, Cangsuke!!!"

There came another girl's sad cry.

"Hmm... I bit my tongue."

Kitahara Sosuke opened his eyes expressionlessly.

Looking at the little golden head that appeared in his field of vision without warning, he had the slight urge to punch her.

Taking two deep breaths, he forced himself to calm down.

"Yinglili? What's the matter, such a big reaction..."

With a gentle tone, he asked the girl who seemed to have some problems.

"My manga is on the street, it's going to be cut in half this week!"

Ying Lili seemed to be greatly stimulated, her two blond hair and ponytails flicked back and forth, and she couldn't calm down at all.

"What happened? One by one, they all rushed to the street..."

Cang Jie thought very puzzled in his heart.

But he didn't ask, but reached out and grabbed the two familiar golden twintails.

"Calm down, you're just a rookie."

"Learn lessons and prepare for new works."

In this way, he encouraged the girl who had shed her status as a fanartist and started serializing in a shonen magazine.

"However, I was complained by readers that the painting style is old-fashioned..."

Ying Lili yelled with a distorted expression.

Making up stories is not her forte, and Ying Lili knows this fact.

But the picture she is best at is belittled by others, no wonder Ying Lili is so angry.

"Mr. Kashiwagi, what era is this girl manga from?"

In front of the man, the girl imitated in a stick-reading tone.

"Damn it, those dead houses—"

Shivering furiously.

"This is black powder, it's time to solve it."

"It's okay to say that the plot of your comics is boring. The black style of painting... is definitely to find fault on purpose."

Kitahara Sosuke put his hand on his chin and said thoughtfully.

"..."

But after hearing her words, Ying Lili did not agree with the other party, but calmed down with her face flushed.

"what happened?"

Kitahara Sosuke noticed something wrong with the girl.

"Look at this..."

Ying Lili hesitated, and took out the phone from her hand.

On a certain blue APP, there are many different pictures that can be switched with the girl's fingers.

From the point of view of style, it seems that they are not from the same painter.

But all pictures have one characteristic.

That is, everything is very beautiful and beautiful.

Kitahara Sosuke couldn't help feeling a little bit of appreciation.

"What a beautiful illustration, did you draw this?"

"Awesome, you have improved a lot, Yinglili."

With that in his mouth, he couldn't help admiring the girl.

This is much better than Ying Lili's previous works.

"It's not me, this is my painting..."

Amidst the blond girl's whispers, she opened a certain homepage of the app.