After seeing the magical charm of the comic with your own eyes, Mr. Crent, who was full of gold coins, set off immediately and hurried back to the Golden Chamber of Commerce to prepare ink paper and other materials. Before leaving, he did not forget to ask Angelina for a large bag of poisonous weeds. It is said that this thing is a by-product of orcs when making stomach medicine, and can easily poison a mammoth elephant...

Very very powerful. Looking at Mr. Crent's extremely vicious look when he left, Lin Taiping suddenly worried about the black merchants of the Golden Chamber of Commerce. So, it would be that in just a few days, the corpses on the Lanshan Island would be everywhere... Cough cough, it's not my business. After you go to hell to have tea, you must remember that there is a head of injustice and debt and a master...

As it turns out, his worries are redundant!

Because just two days later, a large group of black merchants from the Golden Chamber of Commerce came together. Mr. Crent, who was sandwiched in the crowd, looked like he had been beaten up and beaten up in the past few days. While beating him to death, several black merchants said fiercely: "Damn Crent, you think we are idiots. A very stingy miser like you, will actually invite us to drink expensive bourbon wine. If you think about it with your knees, you will know that there is something wrong!"

The bang, the poor Mr. Crent was beaten up and rolled all over the ground. A group of black merchants still had anger. But soon, when they saw Lin Taiping, they immediately changed into a diligent smile and surrounded: "Dear Lin, I heard that you have launched a new comic that can make a lot of money? What are you waiting for? We will start construction now, and all the ink and paper are included in us." The construction started as soon as possible. From now on, the entire desert island was in a feverish atmosphere of overtime. There was still no overtime pay-

Angelina took the orcs together to push the huge printing press that needed manpower to run. The printing was carried out in 24 uninterrupted three shifts. A large amount of ink paper was put into the machine and turned into new drawings with undried ink, surging from the nozzle, sliding out of the gutter, almost turning the entire beach into a white ocean.

The black merchants were waiting with red eyes, and while delivering ink paper and other materials, they gathered together to discuss how to promote sales. In the whole half month, they held 32 conferences and 64 small meetings, and fought several times in between. Finally, they finally made a thick sales plan.

Of course, the hardest thing was Miranda. In order to rescue her beloved Mrs. Nancy as soon as possible, this guy hung his head and stabbed his thighs and carved a wall to steal light. He worked hard in the dim cave day and night. Because he had not seen the sun for too long, the colorful feathers on this malnest bird gradually turned white, and he could soon turn into a rare white peacock. Half a month later, the first batch of comics "Pirates of the Caribbean" comics were released. Black merchants who had been waiting for collective anxiety immediately rushed up and picked up big boxes of comics to load them on the ship. After only half an hour later, the merchant ship full of comics raised his sails and set sail quickly, heading to the territory of Duchess Adeline...

Yes, do you still remember the duchess? She was the nobleman who once offered a high reward for the sixth episode of "Return of the Condor Heroes". This duchess is Lin Taiping's number one big fan. As long as it is written by Lin Taiping, even a few random drafts will be collected by her as treasures, and occasionally taken out to show off at a banquet.

In fact, the sixth episode of "My Fair Princess" that Mr. Crent had received before was sold to Duchess Adeline. And it was sold at a sky-high price of 600 gold coins. The Duchess still wanted to remind Mr. Crent at that time. As long as it was Mr. Lin's work, no matter how many it was... What? It's very expensive? What does it mean?

Because of this, after getting the comic "Pirates of the Caribbean", Mr. Crent and the black merchants' first plan was to rush to Duchess Adeline. On the rich island, facing a group of murderous guards of the Duke's Mansion, Mr. Crent waved his hand with confidence: "Idiot, go and inform the Duchess. If I can't see her within half an hour, you all have to feed the sharks!"

Well, it didn't take half an hour at all. In just ten minutes, the beautiful and proud Duchess rushed into the living room with a long skirt and blushing face. She didn't bother to exchange greetings. The first thing she said after she sat down was: "New work? Where is Mr. Lin's new work?"

Just waiting for this sentence, Mr. Crent immediately stepped forward with a few steps with his face full of flattery and handed over a comic with the fragrance of ink. Duchess Adeline showed a slightly surprised expression and snatched the comic and flipped it out. After just a few glances, she suddenly exclaimed incredible and sat up involuntarily...

For a moment, the entire living room was silent, and only the sound of reading the pages could be heard. Under the soft light of the night pearl, Duchess Adeline gently bit her cherry lips, looking through page after page, and even her fair and slender hands were trembling slightly, enough to see the complex emotions inside her.

To be honest, Mr. Crent was full of confidence, but at this critical moment, he couldn't help but feel a little worried. Gods blessed, I hope the Duchess would not find that the authorization seal was fake. I hope she likes the comic style of the novel adapted, I hope she...

In just ten minutes of waiting, Mr. Crent felt like he was suffering in a pan for a full ten years. Just when his heart was about to collapse, Duchess Adeline suddenly took a deep breath, hooked his hand and instructed the maid to come over, whispering to tell him what he said.

Yes, madam, the maid nodded slightly, then hurried out of the living room with her skirt. When she came back, there was already a team of murderous guards behind her, and these vicious guards were carrying a large oil pan. The golden hot oil in the pan was boiling and hissing and hot bubbles were sizzling...

Tears were flowing! Poor Mr. Crent immediately burst into tears. Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

"That, listen!" He was about to escape, but Duchess Adeline on the other side had raised her swan-like slender jade neck and patted her hands condescendingly. "I'll give you a chance to choose-either, within two days, send all Mr. Lin's other comic works; or, stay here and turn it into raw materials for fried tenderloin!"

Tears were flowing, poor Mr. Crent once again, but this time it was a glad tears of happiness: "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

Vulgar! In your perception, can Mr. Lin’s priceless art works only be measured by vulgar gold?

Duchess Adeline snorted coldly in dissatisfaction, took out a purse and threw it over: "This is just a deposit, within two days. Let me see all Mr. Lin's comic works. In return, you will get silver, silver of equal weight as much as your weight!"

He was crying. Mr. Crent burst into tears for the third time, but this time it was filled with hot tears full of happiness. At this moment, the only thing he regretted was why he listened to those lovers and did something to lose weight. If I had known this was the case, I would have eaten Haisay wildly and directly broke through to more than 300 kilograms.

This is not the end. When he woke up from the dizziness of happiness, Duchess Adeline didn't know what he thought of, and suddenly changed from arrogant and reserved to blushing: "There is another thing. Since you can get Mr. Lin's personal authorization, does that mean that you are very familiar with him?"

That's what I'm waiting for. Mr. Crent suddenly felt energetic and slapped his chest with a thump: "Of course, of course I'm very familiar with Mr. Lin, and it's not an exaggeration to say that he is a friend in times of trouble. In fact, his financial situation has been very tight recently, so I even borrowed a large amount of money to him."

Troubled? Duchess Adeline was stunned and couldn't help but look surprised. How could it be, isn't Mr. Lin's literary works very popular? Even if you just collect royalties, you can get cramps in your hand. What's more, you are now launching this kind of... comic?

"Dear lady, you don't know anything." Mr. Crent sighed in tears, "As an artist and a caring artist, Mr. Lin adopted more than a hundred orphans. In order to raise and take care of these children, he spent all his royalties and even lost his gold pen. Alas, it's not easy, it's not easy."

Yes, Duchess Adeline, who was originally full of arrogant faces, couldn't help but hold her chest when she heard this, and felt awe-inspiring and pity. Her bright eyes were filled with crystal tears: "It turns out that the respected Mr. Lin, in addition to being an outstanding artist, is also such a great and noble gentleman..."

Who said no? Mr. Crent sighed, even moved himself: "Just last month, in order to give the children a delicious meal, Mr. Lin even sacrificed his self-esteem to find the profiteers on credit. At twelve o'clock in the evening, just to save a few carriage money, he walked ten miles with a large bag of flour, and even his waist was pressed... so much... alas!"

The listener is sad, and the listener is crying!

Duchess Adeline was moved by the sigh and felt more and more that Mr. Lin was tall and majestic. Even the fat man in front of him became cute. After a long silence, she finally couldn't help but wipe her eyes and sighed softly: "Mr. Lin's noble personality is very admirable. Do you know? If it weren't for the long journey, I really wanted to do something for him."

"You can, absolutely." Mr. Crent choked with tears in his eyes, "In fact, the reason why Mr. Lin launched this kind of comic is to support more orphans... Well, as his friend, I really want to help him promote it, but what can I do with my meager strength?"

Needless to say, Duchess Adeline wiping her tears while raising her head firmly: "Don't worry, leave this matter to me. Believe me, although I am just a widow who has lost her husband, I still have good reputation in this sea area and a group of outstanding noble friends..."

Really? Mr. Crent was trembling with excitement and looked at her in disbelief, as if he was watching an angel.

Really, the Duchess closed her hands with a holy face, and a halo appeared on her head: "For Mr. Lin's great cause, let me do my best, which is the only thing I can do."

What can you say? It is even more perfect than expected. Mr. Crent really cried this time: "So, I'll ask you all this, will it be difficult?"

No matter how difficult it is, I have to do it for Mr. Lin!

Duchess Adeline waved her hand seriously: "Five days later, I will invite the nobles and celebrities in the entire chaotic sea to hold a grand charity banquet. At that time, you will come with Mr. Lin's comics, and I will recommend them in person... By the way, if possible, please convey my respect to Mr. Lin and invite him to visit me. I really want to discuss literature and art with him in depth."

In-depth? How deep is it?

Mr. Crent thought it was wrong, but this did not prevent him from continuing to burst into tears. He held Duchess Adeline's white and slender hand and shook it hard: "Dear Duchess, I don't know what to say. Please rest assured that even if Mr. Lin doesn't want to come over, I will knock him unconscious and wash him clean and send him directly to your bed... No, no, it's your house!"

Ah Yeh! So, at this moment, on a deserted island hundreds of miles away, Lin Taiping, who was screenwriter, suddenly couldn't help but shivered-

Uh, why do I suddenly feel that something terrible is about to happen?)
Chapter completed!