Six o'clock in the evening.

"Punch me." Su Ming'an grabbed someone's collar.

The one being grabbed by Su Ming'an was a golden-haired, blue-eyed man. His eyes were like a serene lake, akin to tranquil jade, and his features were deep and his face thin.

"Punch me, quickly." Su Ming'an repeated again.

"Even if you say that, I can't just hit someone randomly..." The golden-haired, blue-eyed man showed a helpless smile.

Su Ming'an pulled his hand and punched himself in the chest.

"Bang."

The punch was as light as a feather.

"This won't trigger the Memory Clip because I have no hostility towards you..." the man said helplessly.

Su Ming'an released the golden-haired, blue-eyed man and looked up at the surrounding large classroom.

The sunset streamed through the window glass of the large classroom, like thickly interwoven strands of golden-red silk, slowly entwining the yellowish wooden tables and chairs. The sound of clear reading from nearby classrooms could be faintly heard, and in the distance, students could be seen sweating on the basketball court.

Su Ming'an originally thought he would arrive at a well-guarded ancient castle or city, protected by Pudding, the Protagonist, preventing strange creatures from consuming the jellyfish. But to his surprise... it was just an ordinary university.

—The "safe hometown" Pudding referred to turned out to be a school!

Earlier, she had brought him into this large classroom and stationed him here, then led a golden-haired, blue-eyed man into the classroom, saying he was the most suitable second lead, and they could quickly kick Hui Bai, the Malicious Antagonist, out, at least demote him to the third lead.

Su Ming'an recalled his task as an advanced D-rank Creator, the task to "initiate a battle" was still unsettled... Does it have to be a stranger for it to count as the "first battle"?

Therefore, as soon as the golden-haired, blue-eyed man came in, Su Ming'an grabbed his hand, trying to get into a fight with him. Unfortunately, it was unsuccessful.

"Unexpectedly, Ro's [Protagonist], our first encounter ends up in such a format." The golden-haired, blue-eyed man spread his hands helplessly. His beautiful and clear emerald eyes seemed to perpetually carry a smile, making one feel a sense of calm: "However, perhaps the World Tree might appreciate such an unexpected plot."

Pudding stood beside them, arms crossed, her jewel-like purple eyes shadowed by her bangs.

"They say minor concealment is in the field, major concealment is in the city," Pudding said. "Su Ming'an, as long as you mask that trace of Olivius aura on you, you will be safe wherever you go. So, we chose this bustling place to take refuge."

"By the way."

Pudding walked to Su Ming'an's desk, placing her hands on the table, pink hair cascading over her shoulders like a rose-colored sea.

Su Ming'an gazed into her magnificent purple eyes. Due to his ingrained experience as a student, in such a familiar environment, he naturally straightened his back in his seat, placing his hands properly on the desk, fingers interlocked. He didn't even realize the posture he was in.

It should have been a pivotal scene between Protagonist and Protagonist. Yet here he sat, like a student being addressed by the class advisor.

"Tonight at midnight, Game Day will arrive. So, taking advantage of this relatively stable period—I'm going to conduct intensive training for you," Pudding emphasized. "To determine your story's tone, direction, and style! Write a story the World Tree will enjoy!"

Su Ming'an was stunned: "Pre-exam focus points?"

This familiar feeling, wasn't that exactly like a teacher giving a student extra lessons? Pudding, being a local of Ro, knew a lot and was highlighting key points for him, showing him how to achieve high marks in his story.

He felt both familiar and unfamiliar, this sprint training 100 days before the college entrance exam... such things floated vaguely in his mind.

But now, only six hours of sprint time remained.

"Exactly." Pudding pulled over the golden-haired, blue-eyed young man who was smiling helplessly and introduced him to Su Ming'an: "This is the special expert I invited for you! He is a doctoral mentor at Samantri University studying the Rin Clan and World Tree direction. Samantri University is the top university on our Eastern Continent, and he knows some preferences of the World Tree, which can help you score high."

"Pleasure to meet you." The title of doctoral mentor sounded impressive, Su Ming'an extended his hand.

The golden-haired, blue-eyed young man slightly arched his brows and extended his hand, smiling gently and kindly, as if entirely forgetting the earlier matter of Su Ming'an asking him to punch: "Honored to meet you, my name is Hui Bei."

...Wait.

...What did you say your name was?

Su Ming'an's expression instantly shifted from respect to vigilance. He stared at Hui Bei, whose smile remained unchanged, as though wanting to burn a hole through him with his gaze.

"Hui Bei is Hui Bai's older brother, but they've already gone their separate ways. One's a good-for-nothing in the Red Tower Kingdom, and the other's a doctoral mentor in Eastern Tianxuan Country," Pudding explained. "The difference between them is like Malicious Antagonist and excellent second lead, completely incomparable."

Su Ming'an nodded, withdrawing his hand.

Then, Pudding explained her identity. Her true identity was kept secret, as for being a princess of the Red Tower Kingdom, that was merely a role she was "performing."

"...Performing?" Su Ming'an asked in confusion.

"You're now an E-rank Creator?" Pudding asked.

"Mm." Su Ming'an nodded.

He already knew that throughout Luowasha, Creators were spread everywhere, adept at composing stories with their lives.

Not only do people write stories for the World Tree, but more often they enhance their strength through the power system of the [Creator], allowing themselves to constantly ascend on this path. High-Level [Creators] can not only kill with the pen but can also achieve effects akin to a "Death Note," whoever they write about dies.

This is the only upward channel for the civilian class, as it does not require High-Level bloodlines nor High-Level promotion materials—it has no barriers.

Creation is a task without barriers.

As long as you want to write, as long as you have the perseverance to write, as long as you have passion, energy, and love—you can embark on the path of [Creator], writing your own stories.

Even if no one appreciates it, it doesn't matter. As long as a person wholly loves and invests, persistently builds their Memory Clip, writing word by word, creating the Republic in their heart... even the lowest race can eventually be promoted to [D-Level Creator], possessing a certain level of combat power.

Unfortunately, most of the lower races trapped in poverty don't want to write simply because the energy and enthusiasm for creation have been gradually taken away. Returning home exhausted at ten every night, they just want to crash into bed, and head out again at six for the morning rush. Inspiration has dried to the utmost, fantasies of youth destroyed by the rusty gears of daily life, day after day of numb working has sapped their creativity, gradually losing the opportunity to become a Creator.

Moreover, for most lower races, even a desperate attempt to become a [D-Level Creator] pales in comparison to the importance of a stable job that feeds and clothes them. Their families still await sustenance and will not support their pathless endeavors in writing. For such an illusory title to lose job prospects and bread, this is an "unwise investment."

Thus, there are indeed many [Creators] on the Luowasha Continent. However, the truly D-Level and above [Creators] are few and far between. They can make their written stories into [Memory Scenes], selling them across all lands through the World Tree, letting others experience this extraordinary power.

Yet only those rich in enduring passion and abundant inspiration can ascend upward, distributing their stories. These individuals are merely the fortunate one in ten thousand, while the remaining 9,999 are possibly restricted by luck, ability, or race... they cannot obtain the opportunity to distribute their stories.

In the end, their stories remain sealed away, unseen, as time passes, gradually buried or vanished.

"Hui Bei is a C-Level Creator, and he will teach you how to write stories," Pudding said. Next to him, the blond youth with green eyes continued to smile warmly and deeply.

"Su Ming'an." Hui Bei nodded to Su Ming'an: "Presumably, you have already activated the three functions of [Creator]: 1. Insert Memory Clip. 2. Inspiration Integration. 3. Plot Additive."

Seeing Hui Bei step onto the podium with a full mentor aura, Su Ming'an instinctively sat up straight.

Hui Bei smiled and said, "After advancing to [D-Level Creator], you will activate a fourth function—[Character Setting Play]. It will help you craft a protagonist character setting with higher scores. This function is also our Creators' greatest source of combat power."

At this point, Hui Bei wrote several big words on the whiteboard: [Player], [Student], [Doctor], [Cool Guy], [Small Angel], [Green Tea], [Sea King]...

Su Ming'an stared at these stylistically mismatched vocabularies and blinked.

Hui Bei smiled and explained, "We all know the [Protagonist Character Setting] is extremely important, affecting the entire story's scores."

He tapped the whiteboard: "So, is the protagonist a player? A student? A doctor? A cool guy? A warm man with a small angel personality? A scheming little green tea? Or a Sea King with emotions scattered everywhere? We can only choose one to focus on, perform deeply and confidently."

"If you choose a student, then all your actions must bear the shadow of a student. If you choose to be a small angel, then you must manage all injustices you see."

"Each time you deepen your character setting, enhance this stereotype, the rationality and fullness of the [Protagonist Character Setting] will increase, reflected on you, it will enhance your personal strength."

"For instance, when you genuinely believe yourself to be a student—then, you can truly cause harm with a pen and ruler, your learning speed for any subject will significantly increase, including perception of surroundings and ability to crack arrays—because this is the [Student] character setting feeding back to you, enhancing your combat power."

"For example, when you believe yourself to be a Sea King—then, anyone will indeed be affected by your charm, they will involuntarily be influenced by you. When confronting enemies, the foes will also be affected by a spirit disarray."

"This is the power of Creators."

"What [Character Setting] you create, you will gradually approach this [Character Setting]. Utilize related abilities to fight."

"[—You truly can become the kind of person you write about.]"

"This is the unique miracle and romance of Luowasha's Creators...

Upon hearing this, Su Ming'an felt a subtle sentiment. He was truly moved by this amazing power system. It seemed not just a power system devoid of temperature but one carrying some real meaning.

Yet simultaneously, he quipped, "Students wouldn't use rulers and pens to cause harm, right..."

Hui Bei chuckled and shrugged: "It's just an analogy, after all, my character setting is not [Student], I'm a [Teacher]." He then pointed at Pudding:

"Pudding's character setting is [Princess]. She is extremely adept at all princess-related matters—disguise, etiquette, balls, communication, even hunting, Royal swordsmanship, and magic... I once saw her conjure a crown out of thin air and use it to bludgeon a dozen goblins, like a bowling ball..."

Pudding stood with arms crossed, silently watching him, presenting an emotion of (staring—).

"Haha... In short, character setting strength continues to build," Hui Bei laughed:

"When Pudding initially started as [First Rank Princess], she could only manifest a soft gown, even wounding was difficult. But in [Second Rank Princess], she could now fight with Royal swordsmanship, instantly manifest tough Royal armor. In [Third Rank Princess], engaging in conversation with her would have an impact, people unconsciously want to follow her, even her small crown can harm..."

"And, this is a single [Character Setting], if you have extra energy, you can also add more [Character Setting] to yourself. Like [Princess on the surface, but actually a student at Samantri University] this character setting can combine both [Princess] and [Student] abilities."

"As for me, my current character setting is [Gentle and Wise Doctoral Advisor]. Adding [Gentle] allows me to use abilities akin to charm. Adding [Wise] lets me construct astrology and array abilities from scratch."

"As long as your pen skill can handle it, the story's overall level does not decline, and logic is passable, you can add as many [Character Setting Elements] as you like."

Hui Bei thought of this and softened with a smile:

"Just don't contradict yourself, like creating a chaotic and illogical character setting of [both gentle and cold, mature and childish, young and old, a God and a human]. Any other character setup, as long as it makes sense and is self-supporting."

Su Ming'an pondered, nodded, and vaguely felt that Hui Bei had seemed to hint at someone...

Suddenly, his eyes lit up.

—He thought of what [Character Setting] he wanted to play.

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