Lin Xuan received a friend request from an editor at Feiyue Novel Website.
The male genre editors at their website were all named after plants, and the editor who reviewed Lin Xuan's submission was a female editor named Morning Glory.
**Morning Glory:** I've read your novel. The pacing is great, the writing is solid, and the exciting moments hit just right. It's ready for a contract.
**But when are the other female characters for the male lead going to appear?**
Lin Xuan replied: **There's only one female lead.**
Morning Glory frowned: **That won't work. A single female lead doesn't sell well in the male genre. The male lead should be collecting all the beautiful and talented women.**
**Morning Glory:** Also! The male lead needs to be more dominant in front of the female lead. Your male lead comes off as a freeloader! A character like that won't resonate with readers!
Lin Xuan couldn't hold back after reading that last comment.
What's wrong with being a freeloader?
Being able to freeload is a blessing in itself!
Lin Xuan typed furiously in response: **My novel is staying as it is. I won't change it!**
Morning Glory's face darkened: **The market demands it. If you don't change it, your novel is destined to flop!**
Lin Xuan: **Not a single word will be changed!**
Morning Glory: **Fine, be stubborn! I won't accept this novel. I don't have time to waste on a story that's guaranteed to fail miserably!**
Morning Glory deleted and blocked Lin Xuan.
"Morning Glory, what's wrong? Who upset you?" Lavender, a colleague in the same office, noticed Morning Glory's dark expression and couldn't help but wonder who had angered her so much.
"There's this author. His writing and the excitement in his story are great, but he insists on having only one female lead, and the male lead is a freeloader. I told him to change it, but he refused. He's so stubborn!"
Seeking validation, Morning Glory shared the novel in the editors' group chat.
After reading the novel, the editors all shook their heads. The story had potential to be a hit, but the male lead being a freeloader was a major flaw.
Readers would likely drop the story upon encountering such a flaw.
"Such a shame," Lavender sighed.
Morning Glory snorted: "Even if this novel gets a contract, it won't succeed. He'll come around once he hits a wall."
Foxtail also saw the novel shared in the group.
Curious, he clicked to read it and ended up getting hooked.
The emotional dynamics between the male and female leads were well-handled. Although the female lead was a yandere, she also respected the male lead. Their relationship felt mutual and well-balanced.
Foxtail added Lin Xuan on QQ.
**Foxtail:** Hello, I'm Foxtail, the editor in charge of the male genre at Feiyue Novel. I read your novel, and it's really well-written. I'd like to offer you a contract.
Lin Xuan raised an eyebrow: **Don't you think my novel doesn't fit the current market?**
**Foxtail:** It doesn't fit the market. Most novels on the charts have multiple female leads or male leads playing the field with several women. Most authors cater to the market for money.
**But! Novels should have variety. We can't keep recycling the same tropes.**
**I have a feeling your novel is special! I want to give it a shot. If your future chapters maintain this quality, I'll push it hard.**
As a veteran editor at Feiyue Novel, Foxtail had seen many of his good authors poached by Morning Glory.
Now, he only had a handful of successful novels under his belt.
He hoped Lin Xuan's novel would be a hit!
**Lin Xuan:** Alright!
**Foxtail:** Then aim for 4,000 words a day until you hit 120,000 words. I'll arrange for it to be published!
**Lin Xuan:** I need money, so I want to publish quickly. I've already stockpiled 150,000 words, and I expect to write up to 400,000 words by tomorrow!
**Foxtail:** !!! How much? You can write 250,000 words in a day?
**Lin Xuan:** Yep.
Thanks to his spatial ability, writing 200,000 words only took a few dozen minutes in real time.
**Lin Xuan:** Is that too little? If it's not enough, I can write a few hundred thousand more.
**Foxtail:** "..."
He suspected Lin Xuan was exaggerating.
The novel was good, but the author was clearly full of hot air.
Most authors struggled to write 4,000 words a day, not because they were busy, but because they'd get stuck or spend more time scrolling on their phones than typing.
They'd type a few words, then pet their cat, type a few more, fiddle with their nails—basically doing everything except writing. Their daily 4,000 words felt like squeezing toothpaste.
Sometimes, when deadlines loomed, they'd make excuses like feeling unwell or being too busy and take a break.
For most authors, writing 10,000 words in a day was a miracle.
But Lin Xuan claimed he could write hundreds of thousands of words in a day?
No way!
Not even the fastest typists could match that speed!
**Foxtail:** Then send me the rest of your draft first.
**Lin Xuan:** Sure!
Lin Xuan sent over the draft.
Foxtail was hooked. The more he read, the more thrilling it became. The romantic tension between the male lead and the yandere female lead was so intense it nearly made his nose bleed. And the male lead's revenge scenes were incredibly satisfying!
Foxtail spent two hours reading before contacting Lin Xuan again.
**Foxtail:** Post it! Start with 100,000 words! I'll give you a big promotion! We'll publish it the day after tomorrow!
**Lin Xuan:** Got it.
The day after tomorrow was also the start of the semester at Shangqing University. Before then, Lin Xuan wanted to finish writing the novel.
In two days, Lin Xuan wrote a million words and even prepared an additional few hundred thousand words to post on another paid website.
At midnight, the novel went live, and Lin Xuan uploaded 200,000 words in one go, bringing the total to 300,000 words.
Foxtail was stunned.
This was the first time he'd seen an author update so aggressively!
Other authors would agonize over accidentally posting 2,000 extra words, but Lin Xuan just dropped 200,000 words like it was nothing!
Damn, this guy's on another level.
**Foxtail:** Bro, bro, take it easy. Save some for later.
Lin Xuan sent a screenshot of his typing interface: **No worries, I wrote 800,000 words yesterday. Plenty to go around!**
Besides needing money, Lin Xuan also understood the readers' pain. He remembered how torturous it was to wait for daily updates when he used to read novels.
So he posted more to let the readers enjoy the story to their heart's content.
**Foxtail:** ...Bro, I bow to you!
Writing 800,000 words in a day? Even a workhorse couldn't keep up with that pace!
What kind of demonic speed is this?!
**Foxtail:** Bro, why don't you send me the draft? I can help proofread and fix any typos.
He wanted to use his position to, well, read the novel ahead of time.
**Lin Xuan:** Sure.
Lin Xuan sent over the entire novel. It wasn't too long, just 1.2 million words.
With another 300,000 words, it would be complete.
Foxtail started reading Lin Xuan's novel, planning to read for just an hour before sleeping. But he ended up reading through the night.
The next day, Foxtail showed up to work with dark circles under his eyes.
o a martial world and obtained a system that allowed him to draw one entry per year. Unfortunately, all he drew were useless white-tier entries. The probability for high-quality entries was extremely low, with the highest-tier mythic entry having a mere 0.001% chance! To increase the probability, he had to improve his martial realm, but he lacked the innate talent for cultivation. At the age of eighteen, Chen Yi fell into the hands of a gang and was forced into hard labor. Just as his life seemed destined for a bleak end, on his 18th entry draw, he actually pulled a mythic entry—Simulator! In the simulation, he could also draw one entry every year that passed, and upon ending the simulation, he would inherit all entries and his martial realm! In his first simulation, Chen Yi struggled desperately just to survive, knowing that living one more year meant one more entry draw! Finally, with hair turned white, he drew the entry he had longed for—Low-Grade Innate Talent! "Hahaha! Don't bully the old and poor! Time to cultivate and inherit my cultivation base!" ... From then on, Chen Yi continuously simulated and drew entries, his martial realm soaring higher and higher! Epic, legendary, and even mythic entries were gathered into his collection one after another! "What demon race or devil race? What dark turmoil? I don't know anything about that. They just charged at me screaming 'How can you possibly ascend to immortality?!' and got stuck to my fists, unable to be shaken off. Blind spots, speed bumps... go talk to my simulator. We're all struggling to survive out here. I'm trying so hard, so how are they still alive?"
Explosive Plot Song Gua crossed over into another world, bringing along a whole crew of his doppelgangers—all of them mischief-makers. This was a world where everyone could choose a class. Song Gua became a "Bondweaver," capable of borrowing power, while his doppelgangers took on a wide variety of classes, covering just about everything. The number of doppelgangers grew day by day, each one a talented individual with a charming way of speaking. Under Song Gua's brilliant leadership, they would "greet" each other daily and engage in friendly "sparring," pulling off one major scheme after another on Earth. Sometimes they were bandits—stealing bosses, plundering mines, snatching resources. Sometimes they were saviors—descending like divine warriors to face world bosses threatening to massacre cities. Sometimes they even went undercover, infiltrating various major factions to stir up trouble from within, keeping their enemies constantly on edge. To prevent their doppelganger abilities from being exposed, Song Gua made them wear masks with mahjong tile patterns and don Taoist robes in various colors. "Remember, in front of outsiders, call me 'The Dice.'" "Got it! Boss!" "Not 'Boss'—it's 'The Dice.' Think about the vibe, pay attention to the vibe." "Yes! Boss!" "For crying out loud..." From then on, whenever they appeared, they would have their own theme song playing: ~Hey~ paying respects at the mountain stronghold at night~ whose arm is draped over whose shoulder~ gather your courage and follow along...
orn and Humiliation】【Forced Love】 In his past life, Lin Ran was betrayed and murdered by his girlfriend and family, while the yandere female aristocrat, who had treated him as a mere plaything, avenged him by doing in his enemies. Upon seeing the yandere female aristocrat lying in the same coffin, ready to die with him, Lin Ran realized how profoundly mistaken he had been. Reborn, he abandoned the fickle campus beauty and wholeheartedly embraced the yandere female aristocrat's arms. "Ran! If I dig out your eyes and turn them into a specimen, you'll only be able to look at me!" Lin Ran: "Darling, kiss me!" "Ran! If I break your legs, you won't run away anymore, right?" Lin Ran: "Love, hold me tight!" "Ran! If..." Lin Ran: "Hush now! Love me more!" Luo Yao: ... Seeing his scumbag dad: "Take him out!" Seeing his stepmother: "Get rid of her!" Seeing his brother: "Eliminate him!" Seeing his white moonlight: "Send that to Southeast Asia!"
lan, the Luo family, tracked him down - along with the babies in their arms. Mo Xuan stared pensively at the paternity test results from over a dozen top institutions, both domestic and international, showing a 99.99% match between himself and the two baby girls. At 23, Mo Xuan, a doctoral student, had become the father of two three-year-old children. The kicker? The mothers weren't even the same person! He gradually realized he was being lured step by step into an elaborate trap designed by these two yandere sisters. "Be good, little Xuan. Sister's life belongs to you entirely." "Brother, if you try to run away, I'll have no choice but to tie you up." Mo Xuan: "Do whatever you want, ladies. I give up."
