I will never give in to Miss Death

"You've already killed me once..."

"That's different. The person I killed before was Yin Shiren."

"Can this be separated?"

"Of course, and killing Yin Shiren has so many benefits, and it can also save the lives of so many lovely girls, why shouldn't I do it?"

Yin Xiamo turned her head and said, "Nuo'er should be very happy that her body saved that little reader, right? I remember her name was... Lu Xinmeng? In your fan group, her name is something like Hiiragi Yinmeng. She seems to be a child who is very passionate about writing!"

“That’s true.”

I was silent for a moment: "Um... Xiaomo, if you hadn't killed me... ahem, Yin Shiren, and controlled that body to go to the hospital, would Lu Xinmeng really have died?"

"Are you trying to trick me?"

The girl next to him showed an expression of "I knew you were a brat" and said, "I won't tell you anything. I won't tell you anything about my past, or the brave devil king from another world, Nuoer, just be my little pet and be happy every day."

"I feel like this kind of story usually ends in tragedy."

I thought about it and said, "Let me change the subject. Yin Shiren's organ donation saved Lu Xinmeng and Li Denghua. I heard that there was another child in the hospital who also received an organ transplant. Do you know who it was?"

"do not know."

This time Yin Xiamo did not hesitate: "You may need to rely on Lu Xinjian's connections to check this. I didn't care after I dropped him off at the hospital."

"Then... last question?"

I picked up Ding Man, who was a little breathless, and put him aside: "Xia Mo, you can actually decide your own body shape, right?"

Not to mention her incredible ability to create humans, the fact that she can control Yin Shiren's body to go to the hospital is beyond my understanding.

I don't believe that Xia Mo can't even do something like "make her breasts bigger".

"Okay, but..."

Yin Xiamo was a little shy when I asked her this: "When I was with the hero, my image was... more or less like this, so I hope that when we are together, your first impression of me will be the same."

"You still can't forget him?"

"What? You were the one who brought it up!"

Yin Xiamo came over and grabbed my face and pinched it hard: "Nuo'er, you little green tea!"

"Well... I, I said... sticking to someone's face is... forbidden..."

While we were playing around, I heard the sound of a new customer coming in through the headphones on my head - "Welcome!"

"welcome!"

I stood up reflexively and straightened my maid skirt. "Excuse me...eh? Bunny braid...ahem, Sister Lan Jiajia?"

The person who came in at this time was Lan Jiajia, the "Rabbit" editor who had disappeared for two days.

"You two are still so cute."

Holding a parasol and wearing casual summer clothes, Lan Jiajia looked around the coffee shop and said, "There are so many people here, much more than in the past few days."

"It's an advertising effect. I guess there will be fewer people coming later."

I pressed down the ahoge on my head and walked up to Lan Jiajia: "Are you planning to work here?"

In the past few days, due to the influence of Ouyang Xue's promotional PV, the number of people coming to the coffee shop to dine has increased dramatically, and there is a shortage of seats. This has far exceeded the budget of Ouyang Xue and I. According to Ouyang Xue, they had taken this situation into consideration when building the house, and when ordering tables and chairs, they purchased the quantity based on "twice the number of people during peak hours." I didn't expect the publicity to be so effective.

Of course, as more customers came, my "performance" also went up, and I even earned several thousand yuan in "tips" from taking "photos".

It really was several thousand, because it was too much trouble, or they had the idea of ​​"this place is so beautiful, just give them a little tip", so the money people gave when they came to take photos with me was almost always whole numbers, ten or five yuan at most, followed by twenty, thirty, and fifty.

I don't know whether those who paid fifty yuan actually took fifty photos, but I did receive the fifty yuan. As a maid waitress, I can't ask to check the customer's phone and then say something like "Please take fifty photos."

Hundreds or even thousands of people come to dine every day. Even if only 3000% of these people ask for photos, the number is still huge - from Friday to now, I have collected nearly yuan in photo fees.

"Well, I've already thought about it, and the work at the editorial department has been handed over."

Under the gaze of Yin Xiamo and I, Lan Jiajia sat down at a table and took the menu on the table: "How is your manager's health?"

"When we called her this morning, she said she was almost fully recovered and would probably be able to be discharged from the hospital tomorrow or the day after tomorrow."

I poured Lan Jiajia a cup of tea. "The hospital said that her bleeding was not very severe, and Sister Ouyang is still in good health. Otherwise, she would probably need surgery."

"I feel like he's similar to our editor-in-chief. That old man also likes to ruin his body."

Lan Jiajia leaned down slightly, and the two huge lumps on her chest were stuck directly on the table: "By the way, Nuoer, do you know about the offline exchange conference for honey melon bag authors?"

"Yes, the editorial team of Catnip just issued an announcement today."

I thought about it and said, "Is this a high-end author exchange meeting? It is said that only big-name authors with an average subscription of 10,000 and a few lucky ones can go."

What does it mean that a book has an average subscription of 10,000? Average subscription, as the name suggests, is the average subscription of a chapter of a novel.

This can be simply understood as... if I update a chapter one day, then within 24 hours, readers will click to purchase this chapter.

This is a very scary number.

According to the chapter pricing of Miguabao, 5 cents for 1000 words, and a chapter of a novel is counted as a minimum of 2000 words, which makes 1 cents per chapter. Readers with VIP2 or above can get a 8% discount, and VIP6 can get a 6% discount. Based on the 8% discount, this chapter of the novel costs 64 cents, and the website and the author split the profit 6%, so the author can get 4.8 cents.

So, if one person buys a chapter of the novel, the author can get 4.8 cents, if 10 people buy it, he can get 4.8 cents, if 1000 people buy it, it will be 48 yuan, and if 480 people buy it, it will be yuan.

Most importantly, this “10,000 subscriptions” means: so many people purchased one chapter.

What if the author writes 2 or 3 chapters a day?

At least on Miguabao, if an author with 3 subscribers updates three chapters a day, his income will be around 1500 yuan. If he is more diligent and updates five chapters a day, he can earn 2500 yuan.

Not to mention all kinds of rewards and monthly tickets. It can be said that those with an average subscription of more than 1 are all big authors, and they make much more than I do as a maid waiter serving customers in a coffee shop all day long.

Of course, with the current scale of the Miguabao website, authors with an average subscription of 10,000 cannot be considered top authors. The top authors have incomes with many zeros, which is something I dare not even imagine.

"Yes, it's a high-end author exchange meeting. I was fortunate enough to participate in the company's discussion before I resigned. This exchange meeting is very honest. It is basically about discussing book writing and reader operations. Nuoer, if you can, I suggest you participate. Knowing more top authors will be of great help to your writing."

At this point, Lan Jiajia sat up straight, and even the two big rabbits on her chest trembled: "But I'm not an editor anymore, so I can't help you. You're not a great author. Who the lucky author chooses depends on your current editor catnip."

I asked curiously, "Was this lucky author chosen internally or by lottery?"

"To be honest, I have no idea. Every author group editor decides on lucky authors differently."

Lan Jiajia gave an apologetic smile and said, "You can ask Maomint for details when he gets to work tomorrow."

"Noer is going on a date with me tomorrow!"

Yin Xiamo next to him was a little unhappy: "Can't it be a few days later?"

"Don't worry, it won't take long to ask the editor."

Lan Jiajia looked at Yin Xiamo as if she were a child: "I know that you two have a good relationship and are now recognized as a young couple on the Internet. You can take a break from your date tomorrow and then ask her, right? If you love her, you must fully support her work - Elodie often tells me this."

Elodie said such affectionate words? She doesn't look like the kind of person who is good at flirting.

"By the way, where is my maid costume trial version?"

After drinking some tea, Lan Jiajia asked curiously, "Ouyang Xue told me that she had bought my clothes and brought them here. She asked me to try them on today and take them home to wash. I can go to work tomorrow."

"It should be in the staff lounge up there."

I pointed to the second floor: "Go up and turn right and walk to the end... How about I go up with you?"

"No, you two little guys can continue to whisper."

Standing up, Lan Jiajia winked at Yin Xiamo and me and said playfully, "What would you two like to eat tonight? I'll go back and make it tonight."

"..."

After Lan Jiajia went upstairs, Yin Xiamo and I returned to the massage chair in the corner of the coffee shop and sat down.

Maybe because I was too small, there was still plenty of space on the chair after I sat down, so Yin Xiamo squeezed in like a child and hugged my arm.

"Where are you going to play tomorrow?"

In response, I, who was already used to Miss Death's behavior, gently pushed her hair aside and asked, "Have you decided on the route?"

"No, but as long as I go with Nuoer, I can go anywhere."

Yin Xiamo held my hand while looking at the sea view outside: "Let's go to the park, amusement park, beach, or a place where it's just the two of us to bask in the sun..."

"You..."

I rubbed the guy's head and said, "Then I will take care of it?"

"Ah."

"Wear those clothes you bought?"

"Yeah, wear couple outfits."

"You don't have any particular food or thing you don't like, right?"

"No, but I have some favorite foods."

"What is it?"

"Noel."

"What?"

"My favorite food is Noel."

"Nasty."

I turned around and pinched Yin Xiamo's little face.

"Then it's settled. I'll decide tomorrow's itinerary. If you have any ideas or things you don't like during the trip, remember to tell me."

"I have an idea now."

"what?"

"I want to eat Noelle."

"..."

……

Volume 4: The Silver Garden

No. 151 Back to the starting point

Yin Xiamo washed the clothes and bedding she bought online and dried them in the sun for a whole day until they were completely dry.

Then this guy immediately brought all the things to my room and started "decorating" it.

"Nuo'er, you don't want this ugly mosquito net anymore. It's super hot and stuffy when you use it, and it doesn't keep out mosquitoes. It has so many holes in it."

"And this bed sheet, this quilt, this pillow... these are what the uncle slept on before, so we can't keep them anymore. We'll sell them to the old lady who collects junk downstairs in a few days."

"I washed it right after I became a girl..."

"It's not okay to wash it. Nuo'er is the cutest and most delicate one, so the crib must be of the cutest design."

"..."

Under Yin Xiamo's "threat", I cleaned the bed in Elodie's room, which had just been made a few days ago, folded my own sheets, pillows and other things and threw them into the utility room, and watched Miss Death beside me put the newly bought sheets and air-conditioning quilt that smelled of sunshine on it.

The bottom layer is a mat, and on the mat is a soft sheet with a pattern of bride Lulum and Lilum hugging each other. The pillow is the same extra-long double pillow as the poster girl, plus there is a cherry-colored air-conditioning quilt and a very sexy pillow.

After a series of operations, Yin Xiamo directly turned the bed in my room into a "two-dimensional" or "full of otaku" style. As soon as you enter the room, you can see two succubi on the bed sheets, and a succubus pillow is placed on the bed. The painter's skills are very strong, and even the most difficult to draw feet are drawn vividly. Overall, the little loli's legs look slender and soft, and her little feet look like works of art.

"By the way, are there really succubi in the hell of the other world?"

"Yes, but the hell over there may not be the hell you understand. Hell and the main world are two different places. People will not go to hell after they die, but there are many ways to go to hell. That place is generally the territory of the demons, and succubus are a type of demon."

"Does the succubus there also suck the essence of men?"

"There are also many succubi who are interested in girls, but most of them will not kill for food. They just keep them alive and let them eat slowly over time. How long they can eat depends on the willpower of the food."

"Terrible."

"..."

I don’t know if it was because I talked about the legendary succubus when I was chatting with Yin Xiamo, or if my body really has some succubus genes, but when I dreamed at night, I found myself in a completely unfamiliar place. It was full of magma and lifeless sand, and there were a lot of pigmen patrolling with golden swords and white tentacle slimes floating in the sky.

The most special thing is that I didn’t think there was anything wrong with living in such an environment. I jumped and skipped on the strange sand, happily looking for castles around me.

"Noel!"