Quick Transmigration: Still Life Fairy

Chapter 268 The Puppet Who Usurped the Nest (The End)

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The author was stunned by a string of comments from netizens saying, "You said you never thought about changing."

I really don't know. Whether my surname is Du or not, I'm sitting in front of the computer, staring at the screen, thinking to myself.

Who knew that I was just busy getting married in real life and hadn’t logged into the author’s backend for more than ten days, only to find that my book had been completely altered!

The changes are completely unrecognizable, but unexpectedly, the changes have received support from most netizens, which is fucking embarrassing.

This made both the surname Du and the surname Du wonder if what they had written before was really that unpopular.

"Hey honey, have you read the book I wrote?" he asked, turning to seek help.

"Yes, I've read it, but what you wrote was so bad I couldn't read it. Luckily, you fixed it later." The gentle and quiet wife was folding clothes when she heard the question and answered with a smile.

"Why can't I watch it? Isn't it great and exciting?"

He simply couldn't understand it, but then he thought that his wife was a woman and probably couldn't understand the mind of a male reader at all.

Who would have thought that his adorable wife, who was packing her things, would pause, turn around and look at him seriously: "Do you still find those scenes enjoyable?"

"What, what's wrong?"

He suddenly had a bad feeling.

The wife's face was very serious: "I'm considering whether or not to get a divorce!"

"Divorce!!" He was completely stunned. Weren't they just discussing this? Why did the conversation suddenly veer towards divorce?

"My dear wife, my dear wife, you absolutely can't divorce me!! If I've done anything wrong, just tell me, and I'll definitely change!!" He could laugh in his dreams at having such a gentle and virtuous wife; divorce was absolutely out of the question.

"Do you know that when I first found out you were writing, I secretly read what you wrote? I even wavered back then, and for a while I ignored you because of what you wrote!" My wife's face was very unpleasant: "What kind of stuff did you write?! The protagonist takes every woman he sees into his harem, engages in random relationships, steals other men's women, forces women who don't like him to have sex with him, and you think it's perfectly normal, and you even think it's fun. Don't you think you have a lot of potential to cheat?"

"Huh?" He was stunned.

"Don't you think those are all disrespectful remarks towards women? I really don't know the point of those harem novels. The protagonist is so powerful, do you think he's so awesome? It's utter nonsense! People say that the protagonist is a reflection of the author himself. Since you've written all those..." His wife looked him up and down, her gaze ambiguous.

He shivered, quickly dragged out the washboard, and knelt down on it decisively: "My dear wife, I was wrong! I promise to mend my ways from now on. Look, look, I've even revised the story, and made the main character cannon fodder!"

At this moment, he was incredibly grateful to the person who stole his account and altered his book.

"If that's the case, then why did you kill off the little puppet?"

My wife asked the question in a very serious tone.

He was confused.

I didn't write this at all, how would I know?

"I don't like that ending, you need to change it right now!!"

My wife has spoken, how can I not change my mind?

"Change it! Change it now!"

He scrambled off the washboard, quickly returned to his computer, opened the author's backend, frantically made some edits, and clicked send, only to be horrified to find that the content hadn't changed.

"My dear wife, what if we can't change these things?"

He turned his head pitifully and asked.

"Then hurry up and contact the editor! If you still can't fix it, you'll be kneeling on the washboard until you die!"

"Hey~"

Kneeling until you die is absolutely terrifying!!

The author, kneeling on the washboard, was practically in tears: "I'm telling the truth, okay?! I really can't change it! The editor can't change it! Even the website programmers have stepped in, but it still can't be changed!! This really isn't my fault!! QAQ"