When others leave for three days, they're just idling away to cultivate.
Chu Ge's three-day absence was spent idling away to write.
Actually, Qiu Wuji felt quite sorry for these writing dogs.
This mentally challenged child was typing away, uploading each chapter immediately after completion, like a robot. Qiu Wuji had to manually hold down the mouse, reserving a portion each day as a stockpile, otherwise this weakling would release all the chapters he wrote every minute except for mealtimes.
That's a lot! Now that they'd managed to save at least ten or twenty thousand, Chu Ge came out of the shower and grinned, "A perfect wife! A real assistant! I'll give you a raise!"
"No thanks." Qiu Wuji, hugging his teddy bear, lazily leaned back on the sofa watching TV. "You don't have much money right now. Check if that copyright fee has arrived. Once it does, it'll be used to pay Lao Zhu to start the company. What's left will have to cover employee salaries and office costs… You think you're rich, but you're actually broke."
"Sigh, the comic is really popular, it'll break even. And the company already has other comics running, so there will be returns eventually. It's just the funding..." "It's not that quick to get back to work." Chu Ge plopped down next to her, laughing, "Oh, you seem to know a bit about these things now?"
"These past few days while you were working on the typewriter, I went to the company every day. Luckily, Mengmeng knows a lot, otherwise I'd be completely lost. This is very different from managing a sect..."
Chu Ge couldn't help but laugh: "Actually, there are some similarities, it's all about managing people anyway."
"Personnel matters are the same, but the economics are different. I still think Mengmeng and I are going to be hung from a lamppost."
"That's not how Marxist philosophy sees it!" Qiu Wuji hugged the teddy bear and fell silent.
Chu Ge found her really cute and couldn't resist hugging her.
Qiu Wuji didn't resist; the assistant in the real world was different from the one in the book.
Chu Ge, feeling comfortable in her arms, rested his chin on her shoulder and asked, "How's the comic going these past few days?"
"Third on the popularity chart," Qiu Wuji said happily. "At this rate, first place on the overall chart doesn't seem too difficult."
"Your drawing is too overpowered, mainly..." Chu Ge asked, "Has it contributed to the results?"
"Uh, I haven't noticed that, but I guess it has? I manage the book review section, and it seems like there are more people there."
"Hmm..." Chu Ge thought for a moment. Comics take time to show their effects, and there hadn't been anything particularly good these past few days, so he turned to the main topic of the book: "If you're interested over there..." "To push for fundamental societal change, we can now cooperate slightly with Xie Jiuxiao and Yan Qianlie; it would be much easier." Qiu Wuji chuckled, "You're quite schizophrenic. On one hand, you're stopping everyone from rebelling against Heaven, but by doing this, you're actually helping them rebel."
"I've never stopped you from pursuing becoming real people; in fact, I'm happy to see it happen. It's just a different form. What kind of nonsense is this, constantly trying to kill me or replace me? Wouldn't it be better if we discussed it together? This is much better..."
Qiu Wuji said, "You can just turn them all into girls..."
"Hey, hey!" Chu Ge reached out and grabbed the giant bear.
Qiu Wuji: "..." She hugged the giant bear, and Chu Ge hugged her bear.
The scene froze for a few seconds.
Qiu Wuji muttered, "It's just that it's more enjoyable for you to grab a real person, right?"
Chu Ge blinked.
Of course. Writing short stories to manipulate her into throwing herself into his arms—it's not as good as this kind of willing participation... It's like how people don't like reading hypnotic control stories; they prefer humiliation and training. That's the point!
"Akina Bear is so cute..."
Qiu Wuji had no idea how filthy his thoughts were. Holding the bear, she said softly, "I might try to intervene in the mortal dynasty, starting with reforms in the kingdom's politics... but I still don't know how to promote productivity. I need to read more books."
Actually, Chu Ge was also somewhat looking forward to this. His own fantasy world had spawned changes in its social system. Although he had no intention of exploring in that direction, what could he do about how the world changed?
He said, "Next time I go in, I'll still accompany you on your tour of the martial world. Maybe I can even give you some advice from my perspective."
Qiu Wuji was silent for a moment, then whispered, "Chu Ge..."
"Hmm?"
"You're really good."
Chu Ge chuckled, lowering his head to kiss her cheek.
Qiu Wuji turned her head slightly, and their lips met.
The bear fell to the floor, and the two of them rolled around on the sofa.
After an unknown amount of time, panting came from the sofa: "No, no..."
"I just want to rub against you..."
"Get lost. Do you think I haven't seen it before?!"
"Waaah, I shouldn't have let you see the real world, you know more than I do."
"I know far more than you... Xie Jiuxiao, I'm your dog, why don't you argue back!"
"Huh?"
"Are you just thinking about those shameless things?!" Chu Ge was beaten up without understanding why.
They were being affectionate, and then he was subjected to domestic violence without even knowing why...
Chu Ge didn't ask. He used his "Plum Blossom Hand" to grab her small fist that was pounding her chest, pulled her into his arms, and laughed, "If you don't want to rub against me, how about we change?"
"What trick are you thinking of now?"
"It's winter..." Qiu Wuji then remembered that this guy had been longing to sleep together.
She leaned against Chu Ge's chest, her face slightly flushed, thinking, "Actually, I also really want to hold you while we sleep, but even on the sofa you're restless, always trying to coax me to rub against you. What would happen if we slept in the same bed every day?" I don't even know when he took it all away.
It's all your fault! Your mind is full of lewd thoughts! I just wanted to have a peaceful sleep!
"You can do it yourself!" Qiu Wuji snapped again, shoving Chu Ge over and throwing him on the sofa before storming off to her room to write in her diary.
November 11th, Singles' Day.
I really wanted to sleep with him, but he never seems to have any good ideas, it's infuriating.
But it seems like it was bound to happen sooner or later, I'm so panicked, how can I, Qiu Wuji, be taken advantage of by a man before marriage…
And what if he enters the book later? How am I supposed to face him on my real body?
He really is under the Heavenly Dao… Pah, dream on.
The Heavenly Dao is so great, I will definitely defy it!
Over there, Chu Ge scratched his head, not knowing whether to be angry or amused. Qiu Qiu actually used the word "guide" now, no one would believe she wasn't a modern person anymore.
It's fortunate she managed to maintain the fantasy/xianxia (fantasy martial arts) style in the book; even I found it difficult to choose the right words, occasionally slipping up with inappropriate phrases… No wonder Qiuqiu has the intention of pushing for world change; then the two sides' languages will be on the same page, right?
Anyway, having a girlfriend by your side and having to direct yourself is truly a frustrating thing… Absolutely not! I'd rather die than let it fester!
Go do something else!
Chu Ge also angrily sat back down at the computer and began writing Yan Qianlie's side story.
"...Yan Qianlie collected the Crimson Flame Dragon Bone in the barren lands of Southern Xinjiang and brought it back to the Heart of Blazing Flame, attempting to refine it as the foundation of his body. While refining it, the dragon bone suddenly moved, and its claw unexpectedly kicked Yan Qianlie, sending him tumbling."
Yan Qianlie was indeed refining the dragon bone in the Heart of Blazing Flame at that moment. He was doing well when suddenly a claw slapped him in the face. Caught off guard, Yan Qianlie was kicked and rolled several times before regaining his balance.
Yan Qianlie: "???"
He curiously stepped forward to examine it again, but the dragon bone showed no signs of coming back to life…
Yan Qianlie examined it again, puzzled. The dragon bone was normal. He strangely circled the dragon bone, and just as he rounded the tail, the tail suddenly slapped him from behind, sending him sprawling face-first into the mud.
"Bang!" The dragon tail swept across, and Yan Qianlie fell miserably, his mouth full of lava.
"You damned Heavenly Dao, you wait here!" Yan Qianlie understood everything. How could his cultivation not be able to avoid this thing? For a moment, it was as if all his divine sense and vigilance had vanished. How could it not be the Heavenly Dao playing tricks?
Right… just because I kicked you a few times, you're retaliating here?
You even warned me not to resist if I noticed any signs of manipulation…
I thought you were referring to the resurrection, but it turns out you meant this!
Yan Qianlie almost spat out a mouthful of blood. This petty Heavenly Dao, die! I'm going to defy the heavens!