Writing Web Novels In America-Chapter 368 - 351 Universal Is Not Trustworthy

"Camo gear, rifles, soldiers with canned food and Magic Knights, all heading out to defend Jerusalem?"

Texas, inside a normal two-story house.

Little George was excitedly clicking the mouse, with his younger brother Sheldon sitting beside him.

"Who’s this ’Leprosy King’? Famous or something?"

"Of course!" Sheldon cast a disdainful glance at his brother. "He’s Baldwin IV, the renowned Holy Land King."

"There’s also that French general envious of Arthur’s army’s canned food, the short guy from Corsica, must be a nod to Napoleon."

"Final test for you, the French King’s three bodyguards, the guy named D’Artagnan, who’s he supposed to be?" Sheldon asked seriously, looking at his brother.

"Come on! How am I supposed to know," George ruffled his brother’s hair roughly, "as long as it looks ’cool,’ that’s all that matters, right?"

"Idiot, it’s the characters from ’The Three Musketeers’!" Sheldon replied scornfully and was about to click the mouse again.

Just then, their sister Mia came up to them.

"You’ve been watching for two hours, now it’s my turn!"

"I want to watch ’Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets,’ Ms. Rowling must have updated it by now!"

"This computer was bought for me by Grandma," Sheldon said to the girl, seriously. "So I should have priority in using it."

"Grandma said it’s for accounting and helping with studies, not for reading novels!" Mia countered.

"Go away, there’s a Barbie doll over there." George waved his hand impatiently, wanting to send Mia away.

"Mom!" Mia shouted, "Sheldon’s reading about how to make weapons again!"

"What!!!" Instantly, a middle-aged woman ran over.

Ignoring her sons’ pleas, she clicked the mouse to take a look.

"George, come here!"

"Your son is reading about how to make weapons again!"

Soon, a chubby white man came over with a beer in his hand.

Following his wife’s pointing finger, he took a look. His initially nonchalant expression changed instantly.

"Sheldon, is that why you’ve been grinding steel tubes in the garage?"

"Are you trying to make a revolver?"

"Hmm." Sheldon nodded. "I wanted to see if I could really make it following the novel’s description."

"If possible, I want to calculate how powerful a revolver made this way would be."

"And from that, estimate how powerful the Magic Shield should be."

The middle-aged couple exchanged glances, expressions very animated.

If it had been the other son saying this, they would have just laughed it off.

But Sheldon...

They still vividly remembered the incident when the FBI visited!

"No more reading!" the mother scolded, pulling her two sons up.

"Hehe." Mia smirked and quickly took hold of the mouse.

"But this book’s author is Wang Jian, that writer Mr. Wang who’s been publicly praised by the Church!" George knew how to exploit his mother’s weak spot.

Hearing this, the mother’s hand loosened, and she looked back at her husband.

The father thought for a moment and reluctantly took out some bills, "You go watch a movie for now."

"I need to check what this novel is really about."

"But..." Mia complained loudly, "I just got the mouse!"

"And what’s the use of a movie!" George complained as well: "There have been so many updates to the novels recently. It’s about time for King Arthur to have a real audience with the King of France and Monsignor the Pope!"

What a mess!

The father thought to himself while patting the two kids on the shoulder and pointing to the side.

There was Sheldon, picking up a pencil and drawing schematics on the computer again.

"Shit!" George cursed under his breath, pulling his brother, and they both walked out the door.

"How on earth did I end up with a brother like you?"

"That’s right!" Mia joined in from behind.

"It just shows that our family still has some smart genes," Sheldon answered very seriously.

After the three children left, the father sat down at the computer and said to the mother, "Don’t worry, dear, I’ll check it through."

"Make sure to pay attention to any descriptions of weapon making in the novel," the mother reminded, then turned to go to the kitchen.

"That’s why I became a PE teacher; too hard reading books!" the father took another sip of beer and clicked on the mouse reluctantly.

"This damned internet literature and the damned best-selling author Wang!"

Then...

"Huh? This seems kind of interesting!" he muttered to himself, unintentionally focusing all his attention on the computer screen.

"George, your beer!" the mother came back to care for her husband.

After all, with years of understanding, she knew this was painful for him.

"Oh, just leave it there," the father pointed at the computer desk, continuing to read the novel.

Satisfied, the mother returned to the kitchen.

Half an hour later...

"Your beer."

"Put it over there," Father had no intention of taking his eyes off the screen.

"Huh? Didn’t you just drink some?" Mother was a bit puzzled.

"I did!" Father raised the bottle in his hand.

"But you finished it a while ago, and you’re still holding it up, watching what!" Mother observed and asked in surprise.

"Finished?" Father finally reluctantly moved his gaze from the computer, "Oh, haha."

"Didn’t notice."

A bad feeling suddenly welled up in Mother’s heart, "This novel isn’t going to get Sheldon into trouble again, is it?"

"Sheldon? The witch?" Father’s eyes couldn’t help but dart toward the computer.

"George! What on earth are you doing!" Mother finally confirmed her suspicions.

With a slap to the head, Father snapped out of it.

"Sorry, sorry," he said somewhat embarrassed, "I’ll read it again, I’ll definitely remember this time."

"No way, I’ll read it, you go cook!" Mother went to sit down and was about to click the mouse.

"Ah, dear!" Father clutched his stomach and cried out in pain, "I think I’ve caught a bit of a cold."

"Could you come with me to see the doctor?"

Huh?

Mother looked at her husband, puzzled, and saw he indeed seemed to be in pain.

"Then..." She quickly took off her apron and put on her shoes, "Let’s hurry to the hospital!"

"Hmm!" As Father stood up, he incidentally switched off the computer.

"Come on! This kind of blasphemous material definitely can’t be seen by the wife."

"Whether Sheldon continues to read isn’t that important."

"If the wife finds out, I won’t be able to read it either!"

"King Arthur"...

Wait for me!

He feigned illness, painfully getting to his feet.

Meanwhile, not far from their home, at the cinema.

The three children were selecting which movie to watch.

"Disney’s ’101 Dalmatians,’" Mia shouted while pointing at the poster.

"Hmm." George pulled out a bill and handed it to his sister.

"What about you, Sheldon?"

"Cutthroat Island," the little genius decided after careful consideration and chose Universal.

"They’re rumored to be collaborating with a website to make ’Arcane Throne.’"

"I want to check out their production level first."

"Alright!"

George moved to the ticket counter, "One for ’Mission: Impossible,’ one for ’Cutthroat Island.’"

"After it’s over, don’t run off; wait here for us," he instructed his younger siblings.

After they both nodded, George entered the screening room.

"Tom Cruise, you better not disappoint me!"

And then... several hours later.

Omg!

It was so good!

When George walked out of the screening room, his legs were shaking with excitement.

The large-scale handsome men and beautiful women in counterpart scenes, the tense and thrilling fights and explosions, plus the final twist.

For a commercial movie, could you ask for more?

That’s when he noticed his brother and sister already sitting on chairs waiting, with a middle-aged man standing next to them.

"Who are you, stay away from them!" George immediately rushed forward, ready to protect his family.

"Don’t worry." The middle-aged man raised his hand, signaling no harm, "I’m just from a survey company, asking them to fill out a form."

"You’ll also receive a small gift in exchange."

Huh?

Survey company?

George took the form and saw it was indeed so.

"A, ’Mission: Impossible’ is worth seeing." He filled it out instantly and turned to Mia.

"B+, the dogs are adorable, I really want to have one!"

"Sheldon, what about you?" George approached this most difficult guy and looked over his shoulder.

"F-," Sheldon filled out earnestly, "The visuals are trash, no attention to detail."

"The only trustworthy things from Universal are the sequels."

"Yeah, and the projects in collaboration with websites," Sheldon added.

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