After making up his mind, Lin Xuan returned to his special space.
Su Hua, a strong-willed career woman, was likely to keep her work and personal life strictly separate. To get her to invest in his studio, Lin Xuan realized he would have to approach this matter professionally.
He decided to prepare an investment proposal to convince Su Hua.
This was his first time creating such a document, and he had to learn everything from scratch. However, with the help of his special space, time was no longer an issue for him.
In just over ten minutes in real-world time, Lin Xuan had completed the investment proposal.
After that, he began writing novels again. His current focus was on stories set in alternate worlds that had been successfully adapted into films and TV shows.
This space not only slowed down the flow of time and provided various learning tools but also had the added benefit of keeping his body from feeling any fatigue.
Lin Xuan furiously typed away in the space, churning out one novel after another.
His rapid update speed on the Feiyue Novel Website attracted a flood of rewards from readers.
[Author, you're amazing! From release to completion in just four days? Other authors would drag out such a profitable story for centuries! Here's some love from me—three "Powered by Love" donations coming your way!]
[Author, you're a role model for all other writers!]
[New book! New book! I want to read your new book! Author, hurry up and get back to writing!]
Some readers even went to other authors' pages, cracking the whip to urge them to update faster.
[You're also a writer of yandere novels, right? Learn from this author—tens of thousands of words a day, finishing a book in four days. Meanwhile, you’re struggling to write 4,000 words a day!]
Other authors: *Hiding under a pot lid, running away.* Can't compete, can't compete.
Morning Glory, who had cut her honeymoon short due to a fight with her husband, returned to work early.
She sat at her desk with a grim expression.
It was still break time, and Foxtail was seated at her workstation, engrossed in Lin Xuan's novel.
Morning Glory had always disliked Foxtail. While other editors would flatter her, Foxtail never did.
Especially after Foxtail signed Lin Xuan, whom Morning Glory had dismissed, she found Foxtail even more insufferable.
"Foxtail, you must have given that novel a lot of promotions, considering how much you seem to value it," Morning Glory sneered. "How's it performing now?"
Foxtail, too absorbed in the novel, didn’t bother to respond.
Morning Glory took this as confirmation that the novel must be performing poorly, and Foxtail was too embarrassed to answer.
"I told you a novel with only one female lead wouldn’t be popular. Some people just don’t listen, thinking they can strike gold. Now look, you’ve wasted your limited promotion slots," Morning Glory said loudly.
The other editors in the office eagerly awaited the drama that was about to unfold.
What would Morning Glory’s reaction be if she found out that the novel she had rejected was now a massive hit?
Lavender, pretending not to know Morning Glory had returned, walked into the office and headed straight to Foxtail’s desk.
"Foxtail, how’s the subscription count for Lin Xuan’s yandere novel?" Lavender asked, feigning curiosity.
"It’s doing alright," Foxtail replied absentmindedly, still reading.
"Just alright? Foxtail, you’re being too modest. Since its release, the novel has been at the top of the subscription charts. Its popularity and subscription numbers are several times higher than the second-place novel. Lin Xuan must be earning at least a million a day. Your commission this month is probably the highest in the entire editing department," Lavender said, glancing pointedly at Morning Glory.
Morning Glory’s face froze in shock.
Foxtail’s novel was at the top of the subscription charts?
When did Foxtail sign such a talented author?
Morning Glory quickly opened the rankings. The novel’s title and synopsis looked strangely familiar.
Frowning, she clicked to read the first chapter.
As soon as she saw the content, her pupils contracted. This… wasn’t this the single-female-lead novel she had rejected, the one Foxtail had picked up?
Morning Glory scrolled further.
It really was his novel!
She opened her computer to check the novel’s data. She had assumed the rapid updates had temporarily boosted its sales, but when she saw the average subscriptions per chapter, she was utterly stunned.
350,000 average subscriptions! That meant 350,000 people were subscribing to each chapter!
And this was only after three days of release. The hundreds of newly updated chapters had dragged down the average; otherwise, the numbers would have been even higher!
Morning Glory bit her lower lip hard. The novel hadn’t flopped as she had predicted. Instead, it had blown up—no, it had exploded!
This was like a slap in the face for her.
Morning Glory’s face turned an ugly shade of purple.
The other editors, seeing her expression, felt a sense of satisfaction. Morning Glory, who always acted high and mighty with the boss’s backing, had finally been humbled.
Foxtail, having finished the gripping chapter, put down his phone.
"Morning Glory, I was too busy reading to respond earlier. Now let me answer you: Lin Xuan’s novel isn’t a flop. In fact, it’s a massive hit. I should thank you. If it weren’t for you, I wouldn’t have been able to sign such an incredible author," Foxtail said with a smile, his tone dripping with sarcasm.
"Foxtail, don’t get too cocky!" Morning Glory snapped, standing up abruptly and heading to the restroom.
Gritting her teeth, she decided to reach out to Lin Xuan.
Fortunately, she hadn’t deleted his QQ contact.
[Morning Glory: I’m Morning Glory, an editor at Feiyue Novel Website. Transfer to my team, and I’ll give your novel a full-platform promotion.]
[Morning Glory: With the promotions I arrange, your novel will be far more popular than it is now. You’ll earn several times more, and I’ll even push you to become a Platinum Author.]
Lin Xuan, seeing the QQ notification, exited his space.
Reading Morning Glory’s messages, he let out a cold laugh and replied: [You looked down on me before, and now you want me under your wing? Where’s your pride, Editor? Your audacity is thicker than a city wall.]
Morning Glory trembled with rage.
She had reached out to him with goodwill, and this was how he responded?
Suppressing her anger, she continued: [Lin Xuan, think carefully. Being under me will give you a far brighter future than staying with Foxtail!]
Lin Xuan: [No need!]
Morning Glory, repeatedly rejected by Lin Xuan, finally lost her temper.
[You have no choice. You’ll have to join my team, or you won’t survive on Feiyue Website!]
Lin Xuan narrowed his eyes.
Oh, so now she was threatening him? But he wasn’t the type to be intimidated.
If he couldn’t survive on Feiyue, so be it. He had always planned to make a quick buck and leave anyway.
Lin Xuan: [Do as you please.]
He had more novels to write and no time to waste on this so-called editor. After blocking Morning Glory, he returned to his space to continue writing.
When Morning Glory tried to send another message, a red exclamation mark appeared.
He… he had blocked her!
This was the first time an author had treated her this way. She let out a bitter laugh.
"Fine, let’s see how long you can keep up this arrogance!"
Morning Glory put away her phone, adjusted her revealing outfit, and strode in her high heels toward the CEO’s office.
young master of the Shen family—a figure of immense power and wealth beyond measure—and awakened the "Destined Ultimate Villain System"! His starting scenario? Running into his icy fiancée who shows up with a mountain-descending divine doctor to break off their engagement. The divine doctor arrogantly taunts: "What does your Shen family have besides a bit of stinking money? You're not even worthy of tying Qingxue's shoelaces!" Shen Fei just smiled. He completely defied the usual script: "Fine, I agree to break off the engagement. Also, notify the finance department to withdraw all investments from the Su family." Minutes later, with its capital chain severed, the Su Group teetered on the brink of bankruptcy! The once aloof and proud ice queen CEO was thrown into utter panic. That very night, she went to Shen Fei's villa, casting aside all dignity to beg and plead desperately... From then on, in this world teeming with Sons of Destiny, Shen Fei embarked on a path of extreme dimensional suppression! A mountain-descending divine doctor? Peerless medical skills? Shen Fei: "Reporting you for practicing medicine without a license! I'll gladly take your ancient medicinal cauldron and twin sister assassins." The Crooked-Smiling Dragon King? Commanding a hundred thousand soldiers with a single order? Shen Fei: "Illegal assembly and suspected treason! Let a fleet of attack helicopters sanitize the area and teach you what the state apparatus really means!" A reborn tycoon? Knows all the golden opportunities of the next decade? Shen Fei: "A trillion in capital to reverse and pump the stock market, making you blow your margin and jump on the very first day of your rebirth!" What Chosen Ones? What bearers of Heavenly Fortune? In Shen Fei's eyes, they're all just chives (i.e., suckers/marks) waiting to be harvested! Shen Fei: "Sorry, but as the Destined Ultimate Villain, I don't play by the rules of honor. I only play the game of dimensional suppression."
pression Bureau] Transported to a fantasy world overrun by demons and monsters, Gu Qingfeng becomes a jailer in the Demon Suppression Prison of the Great Yan Dynasty's Demon Suppression Bureau. From this point on, bizarre cases frequently occur in the Demon Suppression Prison, once known as hell on earth and infamous for its gloomy, terrifying atmosphere! Why do the demons and monsters in the prison wail miserably every night? Why has the corpse demon, capable of transforming into various beauties, donned black stockings and switched careers to become a foot massage therapist? Why has the eye demon, expert in soul-snatching and illusions, turned into a VR headset? Why is the fox spirit performing otaku dances? Are all these occurrences a twisted expression of demonic nature, or a descent into moral depravity? After peeling away layer upon layer of mystery, all clues ultimately point to a jailer named Gu Qingfeng. Gu Qingfeng: "Hehehe... My dear demons and monsters, whose card shall we flip today?"
transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”
with countless casualties. As a top-tier gamer, Liu Xuan volunteered to join the fight, intending to dominate with his skills, but instead he obtained the hidden class: [Pacifist]. Unable to attack. Unable to use active skills. Fortunately, with each level gained, he acquired a new passive skill. And so, armed with a body full of passives, Liu Xuan slaughtered his way through the battlefield of ten thousand races! [You attacked Liu Xuan] [You gained the debuffs: 'Poison', 'Fear', 'Burning', 'Bleeding', 'Freeze', 'Silence', etc.] [Your attack speed has been reduced by 99%] [Your armor and magic resistance have been reduced by 99%] Warriors of the Ten Thousand Races: How the hell am I supposed to fight this?!
