My name is Zhou Yang. I am a second-tier writer. I have written many works that describe modern and modern supernatural matters, but I am not very famous. Only a very small number of people in the circle know about my existence.

On December 21, 2014, with the publication of my book "Global Supernatural Archives" magazine series "The Complete Record of Supernatural Archives: Bermuda Cloud", I began to become a big hit on the Internet and in real life, once becoming the best author of the year, and even ranked in the top three in the online search list.

Not only that, with the sales volume of the book "The Complete Record of Supernatural Archives: Bermus Clouds" exceeding 10 million, my initially small royalties also increased by hundreds of times. So I moved out of the downtown area where I originally lived and instead purchased a house in a high-end villa area of ​​a city, wanting to calm down and write the stories behind the book.

Things should have unfolded in a simple way. The story I planned based on an old man told was about to end, but on the night I was writing the ending, I met someone. No, I should have met a fat man, a fat man who originally appeared in my previous book - Fatty Wang.

The night I met Fatty Wang, I was signing for a courier. The sender of the courier was very strange, called "Corbor Express". I was wondering at the time, thinking about who was so boring and gave such a name. Moreover, I haven't bought anything online recently, so no one should send me anything.

Just when I was about to sign for it, a man wearing a shabby military coat and a plastic bag on his head appeared.

I thought he was a beggar at the time, so I didn't read it much, signed the letter and took the package and left.

"Hey, boy, do you know Zhang Xingkuo?" As soon as I turned around, a quarrel voice came from behind me.

I didn't realize that I didn't know that this sentence was said to me, so I was about to walk into the house and close the door.

"You are so cowardly, can you still write a book?" The voice was a little joking, but it made me realize that this guy was talking to me.

I turned my head and found that the young man who delivered the courier had been knocked unconscious on the ground, and the man who looked like a beggar was searching for something on him at this time.

"What are you doing? Robbery? Security!" I thought he was a robber at the time, so I was about to shout for security.

"What are you doing? Shake people? Fatty, I'm saving you." The guy stood up carelessly, clapped his hands, pulled down the plastic bag on his head, revealing a fat face that I felt very familiar with but couldn't call him.

"What? Don't know Fat Master anymore? I see that you are quite familiar with Fat Master in your book. You can actually write the mighty Fat Master as a wretched man." The fat man smiled, revealing his big white teeth all over his mouth.

At this time, I had completely reacted, "It turns out that this guy is a book fan of mine. After reading the full recording of the supernatural files I wrote, I didn't know where to find out my address and ran here to perform a cosplay. But don't say that this guy looks like the Fatty Wang who appears in the story in terms of body shape and tone. Maybe in the future, my book will be made into a TV series, and he can still play the role of Fatty Wang."

"If you don't leave, I will call the security guard." I said calmly. Actually, I didn't want to anger him. Do you know if this fat man is really a robber.

"It's over, just like Brother Zhang, they are all a dull gourd." The fat man rolled his eyes, made a helpless gesture, and then turned his hand to take out a stone.

The stone was dark, about the size of a ping-pong ball. I was wondering, and suddenly I saw the packages scattered all over the ground flying up in the air, surrounding the fat man.

This scared me very much because I am so familiar with this kind of stone. Isn’t this the mysterious stone that should have appeared in my book? Before that, I had fantasized about the appearance and power of this stone more than once. At this moment, I suddenly saw the real thing, and was excited and walked towards the fat man involuntarily.

"Hehe. Whatever you do? Just look at it, don't touch it." The fat man was anxious and immediately put away the stone, then raised his fat face and asked, "Now you know who I am?"

"Are you really Fatty Wang? Are you dead? Also, Fatty Wang should be in his eighties or nineties even though he has lived to this day. Why are you still so young?" Although I was slow to react, I was not stupid. I immediately took a few steps back and asked.

"There are too many things to say for a while. Anyway, first, I am your Fat Master, so you don't have to doubt this. Second, Fat Master, I'm here to save you this time, there's something wrong with the guy delivering the express." The Fat Master spoke very fast and didn't give me time to think about it at all.

"Is there a problem? What's the problem?" I looked at the comatose courier and asked.

"Have you seen express delivery in the middle of the night? Moreover, the security in this broken villa area is so good. Fatty, I came in through the dog hole. How could such a courier come in the middle of the night? If you don't believe it, open the package in your hand and take a look." The fat man pointed to the package in my hand and laughed.

As soon as he said this, I didn't dare to open the package to check it out. Because I read the news recently, there were always a few messages similar to package bombs. Maybe the package I received in my hand was a bomb sent by someone. As soon as I opened it, I would blow me to pieces.

"Look at how cowardly you are." Seeing me hesitating, the fat man stepped forward and took the package from my hand, and opened it apart in a few seconds. Then he threw the things inside in my arms and stood aside with his arms around.

The sky was a little dim and the street lights on the roadside were not very bright. I didn't see clearly what was thrown into my arms. It just felt a little sticky and had a fishy smell. I took the thing in my hand, raised it to the street light, and wanted to see what it was.

"Ah!" As soon as I saw the object in my hand, I couldn't help but shout and threw the thing away. It was a complete human hand, which might have been cut down, and there were several human tendons connected to it.

"Whose hand is this? How could it be sent to me?" I was frightened and a little incoherent.

"What's the matter? Let Fat Master, I stand here and tell you? It's been midnight, and I haven't had late supper yet?" The fat man ran forward, picked up the hand I threw out, stuffed it into his pocket, and then carried the courier guy and laughed at me.

I hesitated for a moment, patted my frightened chest, and then turned around to open the door. The fat man was not polite and walked directly into my newly bought house, left the courier guy down, and strode towards the refrigerator.
Chapter completed!