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Asked you to write a book, not to confess your criminal record!

Lin Chuan, a struggling writer, finally got his golden finger—the Career Life Experience System. Randomly experiencing a profession, after the experience is over, novels will be generated based on Lin Chuan's experiences. But Lin Chuan found that the professions he experienced were all too sketchy! Swindler, Assassin, Hacker, Touch Gold Captain... Corresponding novels were born: “Swindler,” “Hacker Kingdom,” “Touch Gold Notes,” and others came into existence. Before he knew it, his works became popular. Selected reader comments: “This book describes things too realistically, this is definitely an autobiography!” “With you confessing and me confessing, Mr. Lin will end up in prison sooner or later.” “Author Lin Chuan (×), Suspect Mr. Lin (√)” Unexpectedly, the reader's prophecy has come true! The police showed up, “We suspect you're involved in serious illegal and criminal activities!” Lin Chuan, “Huh?” The police, “The crimes in your novels, they're your actual deeds, right?” Lin Chuan's vision went dark. Done for, I've written myself into the station, but I'm really not a criminal suspect!!!!!!

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Chapter 171 I Saw it in a Novel (5000 Words Chapter)

Archaeological Team Dormitory, Single Apartment.

In a roughly thirty square meter one-bedroom apartment, Qin Sisi sat on the couch, her light white floral dress falling casually. Her gaze was still fixed on her cell phone screen.

The content of "Touch Gold Notes," volume one, entered her field of vision.

'I've decided to go check out the tomb mentioned in the Warring States silk manuscript.'

'To do a good job, one must first sharpen one's tools.'

'I've prepared threaded steel pipes, archaeology probes, dividing compasses, folding shovels, short hammers, multi-purpose military knives, and a few double-barreled shotguns from the black market to deal with the "zongzi."'

'Who knows if those things actually exist.'

'...'

Upon reading this, the slight frown on Qin Sisi's brow quickly relaxed.

Zongzi?

As a professional member of the archaeological team who had been to several ancient tombs with the team, she knew well that there were no such things as 'zongzi' in tombs.

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