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Mankind’s Oldest Emotion Is Fear

Zhang Heng pointed at the half-finished manuscript on the old typewriter.

"Is this your new novel?"

"No, this is not my novel. In fact, it belongs to a friend of mine. I helped him with some revisions and revisions, and in return, he will pay me some money."Lovecraft seemed a little ashamed, he added hurriedly, "Usually, I do these jobs for free. The main thing is that recently, the situation at home has been a little difficult. By the way, you said you've read my novels. Is it in the newspapers?"

"Actually, they're almost everywhere,"Zhang Heng said.

Lovecraft was a little confused.

But before he could ask, Zhang Heng pulled out a chair from the side and placed it in front of him. "Let's talk about the novels you've written."