Chapter 69

"Dog author, doesn't your conscience hurt?!

Pfft! Your conscience must have been eaten by a dog!

Pfft! You don't even have a conscience!

Give me back my Little Dragon Maiden!

If you don't change it, next time I’ll bring a knife to your house myself..."

The further this reader wrote, the more obvious the handwriting on the note became.

Even the note was almost pierced, clearly they were extremely angry!

Ye Xuan’s mouth twitched.

Bringing a knife himself?!

This reader is clearly furious!

Glancing at the box inside the foam cotton, Ye Xuan had a guess in his heart.

This reader, who was so angry they were practically smoking, probably wouldn't send him anything normal, right?!

Sure enough, cutting the tape and opening the box, Ye Xuan saw a palm-sized utility knife revealed.

At the same time, a note fell lightly from the cardboard box.

"My Tetanus-brand razor blade isn't for show, one cut for tetanus, two cuts for emergency care, three cuts to see your ancestors!"

Ye Xuan’s mouth couldn't help but twitch.

Are readers nowadays... this... this... this... this intense?

Resorting to razor blades at the slightest disagreement?!

Young people love talking about fighting and killing so much, how bad!

Looking at the other packages, Ye Xuan called the villagers over to help, and several people unpacked the boxes together.

As they unpacked, when everyone laid out the items from the boxes one by one, Ye Xuan’s expression became one of being unable to laugh or cry.

How much hatred and resentment do these readers have toward him?!

The most common items were all kinds of razor blades.

Eyebrow razors, utility knife blades, shaving blades, and in the end, they even unpacked carving blades and surgical blades?!

Not to mention hundreds, but there were definitely fifty or sixty!

At a glance, it was like a razor blade wholesaler!

Several readers even claimed that they had run through all the supermarkets nearby just to buy razor blades to send!

(agba)

If you don't change the plot, next time the Green Dragon Crescent Blade and the Imperial Sword will be on their way!

Ye Xuan twitched his mouth, there was no need to go to such great lengths.

He wasn't selling weapons, he really didn't need so many lethal weapons!

After sighing at how ferocious readers are nowadays, Ye Xuan looked at the other things.

The items second only to razor blades were hammers and mallets.

Put together, there were nearly twenty or thirty of them!

They even filled a whole big box.

A reader also attached a letter, wailing to heaven and earth.

"Dog author Ye Xuan!

Is your brain flooded with water?! Or was your brain caught in a door?! Or was your brain kicked by a donkey?!

Only such a broken brain could write the dog plot of Zhen Zhibing!

Sending you a hammer to cure your broken brain!

If you don't change the plot, I’m going to use this hammer to smash your dog head!"

How indignant must they be?!

Even saying things like smashing his head?!

These readers are simply reckless, each one more combat-effective than the last!

While laughing at everything, Ye Xuan also saw a dozen bricks piled to the side.

Several bricks even had notes stuck to them saying "Smash you to death," "I'm watching you," and "Dog author."

Those were real, solid bricks!

They were heavy as death when picked up!

Ye Xuan really wanted to give these readers a thumbs up.

Did they go to a construction site to find these bricks?!

This is also quite dedicated!

After looking for a long time, Ye Xuan finally saw a few packages that weren't so strange.

Many readers sent several boxes of "Six Walnuts" brain-boosting drinks.

Ye Xuan was just about to sigh that there were still thoughtful readers, but when he saw the readers’ messages, his smile froze!

These readers who sent the drinks claimed in the name of kindness.

Ye Xuan, you should also nourish your brain, otherwise how could you write such brainless content?!

By the time he unpacked later, Ye Xuan felt his hands were already sore.

But only half of the packages in front of him had been unpacked.

What made Ye Xuan feel even more absurd was that during the unpacking process, the delivery guy even called him.

Claiming that another big wave of packages was about to be delivered, the delivery point was already overflowing, and urged Ye Xuan to come and get them quickly.

Ye Xuan felt that he was already numb.

He couldn't take it anymore.

He couldn't unpack anymore either.

As for the demands of countless readers, change?!

Changing is impossible, not even a single word.

However, looking at these miscellaneous items in front of him, Ye Xuan also had a headache.

The whole backyard looks like a grocery store, there’s no place to stand at all?!

Huh?!

Grocery store?!

Ye Xuan’s eyes suddenly lit up.

"Yo! This utility knife is just right for my kid’s craft homework!"

"This grocery store sells everything, even hammers."

"There are even slippers for sale, I’ll buy a pair to take back~..."

The discussion of the villagers gathered around the shelves all fell into Ye Xuan’s ears.

Looking at the neatly arranged shelves and the dazzling array of small items on them, Ye Xuan nodded with satisfaction.

There was already a small warehouse at the entrance of his pig farm, which was originally used to store miscellaneous items for the pig farm.

These past few days, he had specifically asked the villagers to help clean it up.

And look!

Isn't a fresh grocery store born?!

Seeing that there were many villagers coming to patronize the business on the first day of the grocery store’s opening, the corners of Ye Xuan’s mouth curled up.

He really is a little clever ghost.

He also has his loyal readers to thank!

The intentions of these readers have directly helped him develop a side business.

It’s simply a zero-cost, high-profit good business!

Seeing that several villagers had already checked out and taken away some of the items, leaving empty spots on the shelves, Ye Xuan didn't forget to turn back and instruct the helper in the store.

"Old Wang, remember to replenish the stock at any time."

As soon as these words came out, the middle-aged man called Old Wang hurriedly agreed.