Genshin Impact: This light novel author doesn't cross the line.

One thousand Mora is roughly equivalent to five to ten dollars in real-world currency.

Araki Ichito was supposed to be the leader of the Araki faction, but he was dirt poor.

However, this thousand mora is enough for him to eat for three to five days.

He walked wearily toward the Ninety-Nine General Store.

The shop owner, Aoi, was a young and beautiful woman. As soon as she saw Ueno Chiki come to the counter, she greeted him warmly.

"What would you like to buy, handsome guest? My shop has ninety-nine items to fulfill your wishes."

"I want to buy some rice. How much is rice per pound in Mora now?"

Upon hearing that the other party had come to buy rice, Kui's face immediately fell. She didn't make much money selling rice at all. "Two hundred Mora per pound."

"Is it that expensive?" Ueno Chiki remembered that it used to cost 100 molars per kilogram.

"You say it's expensive?" Aoi was instantly enraged, her eyes filled with disdain and contempt. "I'm going crazy! I've been selling rice for so many years, I know its price better than anyone. How is two hundred Mora a pound expensive? It's because I'm selling genuine Inazuma domestic rice, not just any old rice. You think it's expensive, but have you ever considered that it might be your own problem? In all these years, has your salary increased? Have you been working hard enough?"

Chiki Ueno on the other side was extremely frustrated; he had actually tried his best.

During the month he was transported here, he wrote novels day and night until his wrists ached so much he could no longer lift a pen.

However, the original owner's conditions were too harsh, and what could he do?

"Give me five catties of rice." He gave Aoi all the 1,000 Mora he had just swindled from Araki Ichito.

Kui impatiently took Mora, counted the rice casually, and then went backstage to find a cloth bag and weighed out five jin of rice.

After receiving the five kilograms of rice, Ueno Chiki walked back to her home.

Inazuma Castle is an ancient and beautiful city. Strolling along the blue-white stone streets, the cherry blossom trees on both sides of the road sway gently in the breeze, and the delicate fragrance of the flowers fills the air, making people feel intoxicated.

Before long, he reached the edge of Inazuma town, where there was a long-established fireworks shop by the roadside.

He glanced at the spot with a complicated expression, and when he realized that the familiar figure from his memory was not at the shop entrance, he quickened his pace and left as soon as possible.

Unbeknownst to him, shortly after he left, a fiery, golden-haired girl emerged from the shop. Her figure was tall and graceful, her proud chest tightly bound with white bandages, the deep cleavage in the center sparking endless fantasies. Her face was incredibly lovely, her eyes clear and bright, brimming with innocence and purity.

"Speaking of which, Brother Qian Shu hasn't come to see me for quite a while. Could something have happened to his family?" The girl touched her fair chin with her slender hand and muttered to herself, "Should I go to his house to check? Uh, I don't even know where his house is. How annoying, he clearly said he would come to see me whenever he had time."

She stomped her foot angrily, annoyed that someone had broken their promise.

……

When Chiki Ueno returned home, it was already sunset.

The setting sun used its last remaining strength to cast a final wave of warm light.

He stared blankly at the two purplish-red violets placed on the ground by the door, a warm feeling flowing through his heart. He turned his head and glanced at the old woman's house on the right, feeling an urge to cry.

His time travel was truly terrible. As an ordinary person from the lower class, Inazuma's life during the Eye Hunting Order and the Isolation Order was incredibly difficult.

He often complained, "What a terrible place this is! Terrible place! Terrible place!"

When God brought him here, did He ever think of sending him back?

But the care and concern from the old woman next door made him feel that the world wasn't so bad after all, and that there were still people who cared about him and remembered him.

Pushing open the dilapidated wooden door, he first put the rice into the rice bin, then started boiling water in the pot to prepare dinner for the day.

As wisps of smoke rose from the chimney, he watched intently as the rice grains and jujube chunks tumbled in the hot water.

The moment the hot porridge was ready, he felt an indescribable surge of excitement and joy. He savored the porridge, and its comforting temperature and sweet taste felt like sunshine entering his heart, bringing him warmth and comfort.

Life must go on, though it is mostly bitter, there are also sweet moments.

Sigh, since we've come into this world, let's just live it to the fullest.

After dinner, he lay in bed, thinking about his future.

In her previous life, besides writing novels, she hadn't invested any points in any other basic life skills, and the original owner of this body had no skills other than farming and selling off family property.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but start complaining about the original owner of the body. Although the Ueno family gradually declined after the unexpected death of the previous head of the family, even a starved camel is bigger than a horse, and they still had a lot of wealth. At least they could live a life of food and clothing without any problems.

As a result, the original owner of this body squandered his entire fortune on that fireworks girl, only to receive the following words in return: "Ueno Chiki, you are a good person. I consider you my brother."

The original owner of this body had a moment of despair and embarked on a path of no return, which led to Zhang Qianshu's transmigration.

Those simps deserve a terrible death!

Putting these distractions aside, he began to envision his next light novel.

The old formulaic online novels don't work here. The huge cultural differences mean that these types of novels are not popular with the Inazuma people. They prefer novels with a light and pleasant writing style.

Life is already full of hardships, why should hiding away to read a light novel cause even more sadness?

However, he had very little experience with this type of light novel and had no idea how to write one.

Moreover, he doesn't know much about the culture of island nations, most of which comes from exciting adult films.

Upon thinking about this, his inspiration suddenly struck.

He immediately grabbed a piece of paper, scribbled on it, and wrote the title of his next light novel: "My Husband is limp and powerless, so as an executive officer, I have no choice but to embark on a path of immorality."

Chapter 5 Rosalyn, the young woman

Rosalyn is a young woman, a natural beauty with outstanding looks and a hot figure, attracting men to fall in love with her.

These past few days, she has been troubled by the matter of the evaluation of the executive positions of the Fools. In theory, her strength is sufficient, but her qualifications are still relatively shallow.

However, if she could get a recommendation from Piero, the chief executive officer of the Fools, she would be very confident of making it to the eighth seat.

However, although her husband, Rooster Puccinila, was the fifth seat, he was not very capable and could not help her at all. Moreover, he gradually became less and less able to perform at night, often ending things hastily and failing to satisfy her burning desires. Each time, she was left in an uncomfortable position, neither able to go up nor down.

For this evaluation, Rosalyn had to rely on herself to win the recommendation of the greedy and lustful Piero.

She wore a very sexy, form-fitting fiery red dress, her proud, snow-white breasts were squeezed out, her waist was slender, her round buttocks were full and perky, and her beautiful legs were tightly wrapped in black ultra-thin stockings.

He entered Piero's office amidst the burning gazes of the Fools' soldiers.

Shortly afterward, loud crashing and scraping sounds came from the closed office.

Chiki Ueno wrote day and night for three consecutive days and finally finished her article, "My Husband is Powerless, and I, as an Executive Officer, Have No Choice But to Embark on a Path of Immorality." Many key parts of the article are written in a very subtle way.

The novel "Original World" has always been a classic. In addition to its vivid descriptions of that aspect, it mainly tells the story of the bullying and injustice suffered by a working woman, reflecting the power dynamics and unspoken rules of contemporary society.

A significant number of people also like it because they put themselves in the shoes of the original husband.

……

In front of the eight-layered hall.

"Chiki Ueno, are you sure you really want to publish this novel?"

Editor Kuroda, speaking, looked gaunt and unsteady on his feet, as if he had been completely drained. Just moments ago, while reading this novel, he had gone back to his bedroom and masturbated six times, even though he had entered a state of post-coital bliss. But the mere thought of the novel's plot made him feel hot all over, and his lower body stirred.

This novel is absolutely brilliant, showcasing the heroine's charm to the fullest. He can imagine the alluring scene as soon as he closes his eyes.

“Yes, I want to publish this novel.” Ueno Chiki’s expression was resolute. He was now almost at his wit’s end, and if he didn’t find a new source of income, he would starve to death sooner or later.

"Sigh." Kuroda sighed. Ueno Chiki was actually a promising author in his eyes, but her writing style was wrong. With a little adjustment, she could definitely become an excellent light novel writer. But he never expected that this guy would go down such a wrong path.

Honestly, even without the explicit sex scenes, "My Husband is Impotent, So I, as an Executive Officer, Have No Choice But to Take the Path of Immorality" is a very good light novel, but it's unlikely to be a bestseller.

"Ueno Chiki, may I ask you a personal question? You're not exactly an expert at navigating the world of women, so how come you can depict those scenes so vividly and realistically?"

Ueno Chiki would never tell him that in his past life he had read countless films, and although he had never put them into practice, he possessed extremely rich theoretical knowledge.

"Perhaps I have a special talent for this!"

"A natural talent in this area? This guy is truly exceptional." Kuroda didn't press further. There are many eccentric people on the continent of Teyvat; Ueno Chiki is considered normal.

"Congratulations! Your novel meets our Yaedo requirements. If you have no objections, let's sign the contract!" Kuroda said, taking out three copies of a standard contract from behind the counter. "The cost of a novel is 1,000 Mora, and the selling price is 1,500 Mora. The net profit of 500 Mora will be split 80/20: Yaedo will take 400 Mora, and you will take 100 Mora."

After hearing this, Chiki Ueno was speechless. A novel only earned 100 Mora, which could only buy half a kilogram of rice.

As a new author, he didn't have many options. Moreover, the 80/20 split is the normal profit-sharing ratio for Yaedo; only established authors or those with special circumstances receive a larger share.

For example, the author of "Reincarnated as the Thunder General, and Then Invincible Under Heaven" received 50% of the profits. This was because he wrote it at the risk of being executed by the Heavenly Enforcer. If it weren't for Yae no Kami personally intervening to save him, his entire family would have been there to celebrate.

After quickly signing the contract, he didn't leave Yaedo immediately. Instead, he touched his nose and said somewhat embarrassedly, "Editor Kuroda, could you give me an advance on my payment?"

"How much do you want?"

"Ten thousand moras."

Editor Kuroda took out 10,000 Mora directly from his purse. "Take this out and use it first."

"Thank you!"

Ueno put one hundred Mora coins, each worth one hundred, into his purse.

"Editor Kuroda, could you lend me your pen and paper? I'd like to write an IOU."

Kuroda waved his hand gently, "No need for that trouble, it's just 10,000 Mora, not much money."

Ueno Chiki insisted on writing an IOU, and Kuroda, unable to dissuade him, had no choice but to agree.

After waving goodbye to editor Kuroda, he headed towards the Tsukumo Monopoly Store with 10,000 Mora.

As he was walking, someone suddenly slapped him hard on the shoulder, almost breaking his fragile frame.

"Little White Dragon of the Waves, what a coincidence, we've met again! With such fine weather, let's have another hot-blooded bet between men! This time, I, the Unrivaled Warrior of the Wilderness, will defeat you! Hahahaha!"

Araki Ichito stood with his hands on his hips, laughing heartlessly.

"Couldn't you be a little gentler?" Ueno Chiki complained to him, rubbing her shoulder in pain.

"Ah, I'm sorry, I got excited and lost control of my strength."

"Hey! Are you going to make a bet with me? Did you bring Mora this time?"

Araki Ichito immediately pulled out his money bag. "This is my daily wage from working part-time! Come on! Let's have another round of addition and subtraction within twenty! This time I'll definitely win."

Ueno Chiki felt helpless and couldn't help but sigh inwardly. She was already prepared to turn over a new leaf, but someone just had to deliver a trap for her.

As the saying goes, "a fall into a pit, a gain in your wit," so I'll let this guy learn his lesson.

"Since you are so eager for this battle, then I, the White Dragon of the Waves, will give you this opportunity."

You answered this question last time.

If there is one monkey on the ground, and seven monkeys on the ground, how many monkeys are there in total?

Araki Ichito answered without hesitation, "Two monkeys!"