I am doing evil in the collapsed world

Xia: "I've sent you the account number. When will my novel be serialized?"

Rita: "Any time is fine. You need 50,000 words to be recommended anyway. 50,000 words is enough time for them to prepare for the recommendation position. You should update less often. Don't update too much, like hundreds of thousands of words a day. It's better not to do that."

Rita knew Xia well. It was outrageous that he could write a book of more than 200,000 words every day. She had no idea how Xia wrote it.

Moreover, it was all written with a pen, and there were no typos. It looked just like it was printed, and could even be photocopied directly.

Xia: "OK."

It’s best not to update hundreds of thousands of words a day for online serials, but for physical books, the impact won’t be that big.

Who still uses hands to write novels nowadays?

I've already reached level seven, but can I use it to write a novel?

Xia casually turned on the computer in the presidential suite, controlled his soul power to open the text and started writing. He walked to the wine cabinet, picked out a bottle of sweet red wine, opened the cork and poured it into the wine glass.

Sitting cross-legged on the sofa in the living room, I typed the words on the computer keyboard in the room automatically. This is much faster than writing by hand, and I don't have to use my brain.

It’s just copying and pasting the content of the novel in your mind onto the computer, but you don’t use the copy and paste buttons, but soul power.

Create novels and publish books.

That's very simple.

Xia crossed his legs and started browsing the local news of Mu Continent.

News is also very attractive to middle-aged idle people.

Because the construction of Haiyuan City cost too much tax, Mu Continent has already had a fiscal deficit. The tobacco department and the Ministry of Health have not yet discussed the tax issue and are now confronting and cursing each other online.

However, the Employment Bureau took a drastic measure and lowered the working age from 18 to 12.

Of course, this is just a proposal, just like when no one wants to open the window, he just lifts the roof so that everyone can calm down and discuss how to open the window.

Although the fiscal deficit is not serious, it will definitely become more and more serious if nothing changes as the construction of Haiyuan City continues.

It will be impossible to change things when the economy hits a great depression. By then, either the pressure will be put on the people and a soft landing will occur, or a foreign war will be launched.

With the proposal put forward by the Employment Bureau, the entire Internet was in an uproar, and the president almost had a cerebral hemorrhage, but the Minister of Finance Wei remained silent, and his attitude of neither supporting nor opposing was expressed.

Tonight's emergency meeting was held as usual at the Atlantis Presidential Palace. Yes, it was an emergency meeting as usual...

The top management of Mu Continent holds emergency meetings almost every night after get off work. When the finances were good, they would not hold meetings for several months or even one or two years. Now that the economy has suddenly deteriorated, they wish they could hold meetings every day.

At the meeting, Minister of Science and Technology Mel took the lead in speaking out.

Meier: "There's a saying that goes, 'When a company starts enforcing attendance and holding frequent meetings, it's doomed to fail.'"

President Kanilon just smoked his cigarette.

Jesberg: "Or else let's go to war with Africa."

Kanilun: "War doesn't cost money. We can't even afford to fight a war right now. If you talk about a war to defend our country, I can mobilize the people, but where would we get the money to fight a war of aggression?"

Wei's pupils shrank, and he coughed heavily, his hands trembling as he held onto the table. "Do you want to be a war criminal? If you fight for no reason, Mu Continent will become the target of public criticism."

Jesberg: "We are now the target of public criticism. From the moment our technology developed, we have been a thorn in the side of other continents. Why do you think other countries impose such high tariffs on us? Why do so many countries prohibit the export of industrial materials to us?"

Jesberg stood up. His 2.2-meter-tall, polar-bear-like physique was intimidating in front of the ministers and bureau chiefs in the conference room, all of whom were around 5'7. "Do you think I'm going to start a war? You're wrong! The war has already started, and it's been going on for years. From the economy to industry, it's almost forced us into isolation. I've long said we need to increase foreign exchange, increase cash, and lower the purchasing power of our currency."

Jesberg said, "We want to allow others to use 100 Mu yuan to buy goods originally worth 120 Mu yuan. This will increase export trade, reduce external tariffs, and bring in more real assets. You just won't listen. Money isn't just domestic; it's when it circulates globally that it's truly money. If it doesn't circulate, prices will continue to rise, and by then it will be too late to issue more currency. What's important for us now is that others won't sell to us, and it's difficult for us to buy things from abroad."

Meier: "I refuse to go to war."

Wei: "If it's to defend the country, I can contribute money, but if it's to invade, I can't contribute a single cent."

Kanilun curled his lips and said, "War criminal."

Jesberg wrinkled his nose and glanced at everyone fiercely, but in the end he just returned to his seat and sat down, the chair making a creaking sound.

"Only those who lose are war criminals. Facing the wolves with weakness and words will only lead to them being devoured. Use your fists and your teeth."

Wei: "Even with our fists we can't beat the wolf."

Jesberg clenched his fists and showed them on the table. His sturdy arms were almost thicker than Wei's waist, who had been frail since childhood. "If you're not good at it, just practice more."

Wei: "Anyway, regarding lowering the working age, we should reject it at the next open parliamentary session, and then raise the retirement age accordingly to alleviate the pension gap, right?"

Kanilon: "Damn it, damn Mel, more than 100 billion is spent on the quantum energy laboratory every year. Without your 100 billion, would we be so passive now?"

Mel: "Kaniron, I have tolerated you for a long time. Who wanted to label Mu Continent as the world's police? Who wanted to save the world and make Mu Continent the savior? And who funded the Fire Moth? If you cancel the funding for the Fire Moth, you will still be living comfortably now."

Kanilon: "Without the Fire Moth, who will deal with the Honkai crisis?"

Jesberg sneered, "I'll do it!"

Wei: "Do you think other countries will agree to let the Mu Continent's army enter their borders? Hiring their own retired soldiers as mercenaries is already the limit."

Minister of Health Eisen slammed the document on the table. "Raising tobacco taxes would raise at least 30 billion in revenue a year. Have you done it?"

Milan, director of the Tobacco Bureau, said: "You talk nicely. If we raise tobacco taxes today, tomorrow it won't be me who's arguing with you, it'll be the Employment Bureau. Do you want to have another strike?"

Canilon: "They keep arguing and arguing, every day, but no one has come up with a good solution. I need money now. Money. Do you know what it's like when the Infant and Child Safety Bureau asks me for funding? Do you know how worried I am about medical funding every year?"

Jesberg: "Whether you can do it or not, there are plenty of people who can do it. If you're awesome, go figure it out. We're discussing it right now."

Mel: "Talk about it, talk about it. Talk about pushing the retirement age back for another ten years, until you even abolish pensions and you still can't come up with a good solution."

Mel: "If you can't afford it, don't play. Eat according to your appetite. You've allocated too much to foreign countries. If you were a little more frugal and stopped at the deadline, my Haiyuan City could have been completed two years earlier."

Kanilun: "Fuck you! What about Haiyuan City? The thing I regret most now is agreeing to build Haiyuan City with you and Professor Einstein."

Mel: "Will you stop now if I tell you to?"

Kanilun: "You asked me to stop when the building was halfway done. I'm going to suspend you first."

It was another meeting that failed to reach a conclusion, but their discussions became more and more radical, as if a fight was about to break out.

Wei silently hid the gun in front of his chest a little deeper. If a fight really broke out, with his frail body, he might not be able to crawl out of the meeting room alive without a tranquilizer gun.

A bunch of idiots who are bullies at home.

Wei silently opened a bottle of Yang Qi Pills, raised his head and took a pill, and finally felt better. This Yang Qi Pill is really a good thing. If only it was from Mu Continent...

Wei was the first to leave the meeting room in his wheelchair and saw Einstein waiting at the door with one hand in his pocket.

"Are you waiting for Mel? But I may disappoint you. Mel didn't take a single cent from me during this meeting."

Wei smiled, and his magnetic voice sounded a bit like a little submissive.

Einstein: "I invited Xia to become a professor at Atlantis University. I will ask him for help. Maybe he can find some resources."

Wei: "Mu Dalu, this is a matter of money, but it's not just about money. Even if you build a company worth hundreds of billions, without economic prosperity, it will be difficult to withstand the economic downturn."

Wei looked up at the moon and said, "The economy is like a big balloon. It looks big, but no one knows what's inside. It could be something, water, or just air."

"This isn't something that can be solved with tens of billions of dollars, and I don't think your Xia can come up with tens of billions of dollars, right?"

"The Fire Moth's hair growth potion is a global bestseller, and it's quite expensive. We estimate that Fire Moth will earn over 10 billion Mu Yuan this year, though that's only for this year. The Yang Qi Pill you're using now was also made by him, and it's in very limited quantities. I had to use a lot of connections to get it from Fire Moth."

Wei: "Thank you, but don't worry too much about the problems in Mu Continent."

Einstein: "Mu Continent is my home. I'm a little worried."

Wei smiled as he leaned on the wheelchair and walked away. Einstein looked at Wei's back, who didn't even turn his head. "Everyone is just suddenly experiencing an economic downturn and fiscal deficit for the first time after decades of rapid development. After a few years, when the Mu Continent government's debts increase, they'll realize... it's not a big deal."

Einstein: "What do you mean?"

Wei: "As the Minister of the Treasury, everyone thinks I'm in a very high position, even the president thinks so. But Professor Einstein, do you think people will die if they have enough food and drink but no money?"

Einstein: "No."

Wei: "So as long as we ensure food prices and food supply, Mu Continent won't have any problems. After all, it's the government, not the people, that's running the deficit."

Einstein: "What if people have no money?"

Wei stopped and clicked the elevator button. While waiting for the elevator, he sighed softly, "It won't come to that. Before that happens, Jesberg will find the right war philosophy and start a war in the name of justice."

Einstein: "In the name of justice?"

Wei: "When the price of a loaf of bread was so high that even the most ordinary people couldn't afford it, we either waged wars abroad or at home. Even now, when Mu Continent was at its poorest, we never cut military funding. This was so that when there was no other way to retreat, we could use the army to forge a brighter and more magnificent path, giving the government a chance to breathe and the people a chance to be reborn."

Wei: "At that time, no matter what kind of war concept Jesberg proposed, it would be just and inevitable for the people of Mu Continent. Whether they won or lost, they could reshuffle the cards."

The elevator arrived, and Einstein pushed Wei inside. Wei clicked on the first floor, squinted his eyes, and said gently, "There will be bread, there will be milk, eventually."

It will happen eventually.

The elevator door slowly closed.

Rita: "Asha, what do you mean by Oliver Twist? Is the physical book finished so quickly?"

Oliver Twist was already finished by morning. It's only been one night, and he's already typed over 100,000 words? Didn't we agree not to update hundreds of thousands of words a day? So instead of hundreds of thousands, he's supposed to update hundreds of thousands a day?

You're playing with text loopholes here.

Xia held the still-sleeping Hua in one hand while typing away with the other: "It's just a short story. I'll send it to you as soon as I finish it. I'll update it online after you publish it. I haven't written Les Miserables yet. I'll write it after you sign the contract."

Rita: "Then please give me a brief introduction to Les Miserables. I can't tell the editor-in-chief of Mudalu Literature Network when I sign the contract with only one title."

Xia typed out the introduction to Les Miserables and sent it to me, Rita.

Rita: "...Is this love?"

Xia: “I think so.”

Even A Brief History of Time can make it to the romance literature list, so why can't these two works make it?

Rita: "Let me watch your Oliver Twist first, and then we can talk after I finish it."

Just looking at the introduction that Xia said, Rita didn't see any romantic atmosphere. She should take a look at the content before talking about other things.

Xia put down his phone. The junior sister told Xia that these two novels were both about criticizing the dark period in their country's history.

Xia also felt it was quite dark when he listened to it.

I turned around and looked at the computer. I had already typed more than 200,000 words of Les Miserables and it was almost ready for publication.

What limits the number of words Xia can type on his computer is not the speed of Xia's hand but the input method of his computer keyboard.

Hua drowsily frowned and woke up from Xia's arms, "Is it morning again?"

152

Chapter 152 The friendship boat is about to capsize.

"It's okay, sleep a little longer, it's still early."

Practitioners can go without sleep, but once they get used to it, they still feel that it is better to take a nap. Maybe it is a psychological effect. They always feel that they are abnormal if they don’t sleep.

Anyway, in the Demonic Realm, my fellow brothers and sisters all eat and sleep.

Hua opened her arms and stretched like a cat, "What time is it?"

"Six and nine, it's still early."

"Is it past six? Mebius has a meeting this morning, so we can't get up too late."

Hua rubbed her eyes and got up from the bed and tried to put on her clothes, but Xia pulled her back into the bed, and it took half an hour for her to sober up. Hua could see peach blossoms in her eyes, and she rubbed Xia's chin and was affectionate with her for a while before putting on her clothes and preparing to teleport away.

Xia: "I might not be in the suite during the day. Do you need me to bring the formation disk with me?"

Hua shook her head. "No, I should go to a meeting with Dr. Mobius during the day, and then I'll send my little dragon to the airport and hand it over to Sister Himeko. She'll help me take it to Australia and raise it."

Hua was a little embarrassed. "My Felidosaurs have bankrupted Mebius. The genetic samples are not a problem, but the destroyed equipment is very troublesome. She made me work at the research institute to pay off the debt. I originally wanted to go to Australia with Himeko after she came back, but Mebius is very angry and I can't afford it."

Xia: “…I can’t afford it either.”

When Hua said this, Xia immediately understood what Mobius meant and didn't want Hua to leave.

Hua cooks delicious food and does housework diligently. Honestly, if we let Hua run away, who will cook for the institute?

Moreover, Mobius also saw himself coming out of Hua's room. Once Hua left, he might leave as well. How could Mobius not be concerned?

It is said that there are too many genetic samples of Honkai beasts eaten by the Felosaurs, but it would be very easy to get the genetic samples if Hua was there.

As for repaying the money, even if he wanted to help Hua repay Mobius, he would not agree, because this was not about money at all.

Hua: "Ah~, you can't afford it either."

Hua didn't want Xia to help her pay it back, but she felt that even though Xia made so much money, she still couldn't pay for the materials. Did she have to stay in the First Research Institute for the rest of her life?

Xia burst out laughing, "Hahaha, Hua, you really are, haha, Mobius is fooling you."

Hua lowered her head, feeling a little sad. "Have I been fooled?"