I am doing evil in the collapsed world

Xia nodded, took out her phone to see Kevin's message about having dinner together, but she also declined. She returned home with the sword on her back, placed it on her lap, ordered a takeout, and turned on her computer.

Looking at the scattered comments, a few hundred collections and dozens of reposts of the new song, Xia didn't know whether his song was doomed.

Xia read the stories in the comments, which had the same fleeting beauty as those found in the Far East. Unfortunately, they were too short, and after reading a few comments, Xia sighed.

"Sure enough, I was fooled by the master. Although it sounds good, it's not likely to be popular in modern times."

Xia ate some biscuits while waiting for the takeaway to be delivered. It turned out that making money was not as easy as he thought. After clicking to log off, Xia no longer paid attention to the software.

If you want to make money, music isn't going to cut it. How does Eden make money? What does M rely on? Besides music, it seems he also has paintings, songs, musical instruments, and even gold.

Xia couldn't develop the gold industry because he didn't have the capital. As for musical instruments, he had never sold them. As for painting, Xia could only create the artistic conception, but the patterns he drew were probably not very good.

Only people who are extremely sensitive to artistic conception can think that a painting is good. You have to see it in person. You can't tell its quality even by taking a photo.

"It's really hard to get rich using Eden's method. I have to try another method. It's one that Eden hasn't participated in, but it's simple and can make a lot of money."

Xia secretly opened the browser and searched for the Far East Criminal Law Book. After reading the Criminal Law Book for a while, an advertisement caught his attention.

"The Far East's annual literary ranking..."

"First place royalties: 1.2 billion yen?"

Xia checked the word count of the novel. It was over 200,000 words. Converted into Shenzhou currency, that would be about 60 million. Xia counted on his fingers. Over 200,000 words and he'd made over a billion. That seemed like a pretty quick profit. He couldn't write, but his junior sister would often tell stories. She said she had hyperthymesia and loved reading, so she memorized a lot of books.

After arriving at the Demonic Realm, everyone who has practiced cultivation will have hyperthymesia.

Xia types very slowly. He hasn't typed for more than 20 years. When he was a otaku, he was also a novel otaku. He didn't like chatting, so naturally there was no need for him to type.

Xia felt that writing on paper should be much faster than typing. After all, his soul power at the peak of the third level allowed him to write and think much faster than others.

Xia flipped through the notebooks at home and finally found only an unused notebook. Xia took out a pen from his schoolbag and thought for a while, and decided to copy something with more words. The elegant and upright handwriting of "Norwegian Wood" appeared on the old notebook.

Xia liked this book very much, and there was nothing special about the reason he decided to copy it, because the protagonist in the book was also 37 years old at the beginning, the same as his current mental age.

Xia was copying the book that his former junior sister had said was pretty good, thinking that even if he didn't make tens of billions, a few tens of millions of JPY would be some consolation.

Eating takeout, he wrote quickly, the words emanating from the pen like typing. Over the course of an afternoon and an evening, he'd finished a whole book in an old notebook. Xia wasn't sure if submitting articles online was still possible these days, but he thought he'd give it a try.

When Xia was copying Norwegian Wood, he did not realize that a song called "I Once Thought of Ending It All" on the Green Bubble Music Network in the Far East had broken through the big data recommendation position. With the comments, reposts and collections of ordinary people one by one, the data was rising at an exponential rate.

Unfortunately, due to the limited free release of the new song, it did not have any impact on Eden's album.

But Eden's fans online have noticed how much of a threat this song poses to Eden's new album in the Far East.

Nothing happened that night. The next morning, in a single-family villa with clear amber edges in Europe, Eden received a call from his assistant.

Eden: "I know. Good grades, right?"

Eden covered his head with his hands. He drank too much last night and was still drunk in the morning.

Assistant: "I think we'll be back in failure. We can only be number one in Europe and America."

Eden: "From the Far East... has anyone released a new song?"

Because the album released in the Far East is pop music, although Eden put a lot of thought into it, but because she is not very interested in pop music, the quality is always a level lower than her classical music achievements. There should be several musicians in the Far East who can catch up with her pop music album sales.

"He's a newcomer. I checked his information and found out he's a high school student. I've sent his music to your email. 9898 High School Student, he might have a big impact on my album... Is the quality of his songs high?"

Eden put his phone next to the sink and asked while washing his face. He decided to listen to the song later. If it was really great, Eden wouldn't mind promoting it for free.

She likes music and art, and she is not worried at all about being surpassed by others. In fact, she would be happier if someone surpassed her.

This proves that Hyundai is not alone standing on the top of the mountain of art.

"It's not a question of quality. It's about, you know, the culture of decline in the Far East."

Eden: “Yeah.”

Assistant: "This song is a unique beauty of the Far East at that moment in the music field of the declining culture."

Assistant: "Seventeen years old, a handsome young man. With this song, he can rely on this song to become the most dazzling star this year in the Far East. No, the Far East, Anxi in the west, Qiongdao in the south, and Guandong in the north. No, it should be said that he is the most dazzling musician and songwriter."

Eden wiped the water off his face and said, "Is that so...? That's good too."

Eden hung up the phone with her assistant and returned to her bedroom. She watered the flowers and quietly made herself a cup of light tea. Sitting under the pavilion attached to the villa, she looked at the tea in her hand for a long time, wanting to drink it first, but eventually switched to red wine.

Being invincible means being lonely. In the field of art, Eden is already the strongest, but also the loneliest one.

She felt like the gods enshrined in the cages of the Far East. No matter what she said or made, they would only cheer as if she had done something great.

It seems like the whole world likes my songs, no matter what type I release, and it seems like the whole world likes my art, no matter what form it is.

It seems as if all the artists in the world are following behind me, as if I can lead them in the right direction, but no one understands me. I am loved and admired by everyone, but it also feels like I am being shunned by everyone. All I hear and see is goodness.

Eden poured herself a glass of red wine. Compared to being at a cocktail party with those people and listening to their respectful praises, she preferred to stay at home alone, in front of the quiet lake, quietly drinking her own red wine.

Clicking on the email on his mobile phone, Eden wanted to hear what kind of music his assistant praised in the Far East.

Eden originally thought it would be an explosive love song that fits the extreme ways of the Far East, or the high-spirited emotions of seventeen or eighteen-year-old high school students, but... the moment the song started, she no longer thought so.

The music played slowly, and the red wine in his hand seemed to have lost its flavor. Eden was in such a low mood that he didn't know how to evaluate the song for a moment.

The song played for a long time before Eden suddenly put down her glass. The red wine didn't taste good anymore. She decided to have some tea.

Eden took his phone back home, searched for the song on Green Bubble, and reposted it on social media.

“This song may save many people.”

Initially, fans in Europe and America thought that Eden’s forwarding would be the peak moment of the song, but they did not know that this was actually the beginning of the song.

In just one day, the song ranked ninth on the American Hot Songs Chart and sixth on the European Hot Songs Chart. Fans thought that as the headquarters of Eden's fans, Europe could already push the song forwarded by Eden to sixth place, because the top five were songs from Eden's album released a few days ago. However, they did not expect that the song would reach third place on the Chinese Hot Songs Chart, beating the two pop songs in Eden's album.

Ranked first on both the Far East Hot Songs Chart and the Hot Search Chart.

Xia has already sent the book "Norwegian Wood" to the publishing house to prepare for signing the copyright profit-sharing contract for the physical book and the copyright profit-sharing contract for the electronic book.

More than 250,000 words, a thick old notebook, newly written in pen, the soft words are as pleasing to the eye as silk.

But the editor of the publishing house smacked his lips and said, "First person? Don't you know that the third person is the correct one now?"... Can it be published?

"The writing is beautiful. I took a quick look at the front and thought it was okay. But I think I could ask the editor to take a look. Could you post it online first to see how people react? Use your account."

Xia: "...Okay, but I need someone to type for me."

The editor at the publishing house asked for a female intern editor. "This is the one. Rita is away on a business trip. In a few days, she will be the typist to type this book online and sign the contract online. The front of the book looks good, and the writing is beautiful. You don't have any authors yet, so this new author should be your first author. You must build a good relationship with the author."

Xia felt that his book might not be very good. Looking at the old editor's expression, it seemed that he thought the book would perform poorly, but it could still be signed, so he threw himself to the new editor.

Xia went downstairs with the old notebook, followed by the new female intern editor, who was still looking at the contract with a tablet computer and carrying a laptop.

"Where are we going?"

Xia: "I don't know where you're going, but I'm going to school."

The intern editor was very pretty, wearing glasses and an OL outfit. She had long gray-blonde hair that reached her thighs, and one of her burgundy eyes was covered by her bangs. She looked weak as she held the tablet computer. She didn't look like an intern. She looked as young as a girl of her actual age, a pure high school student.

"Eh? Going to school? Shouldn't we find a hotel and have you give me the manuscript so I can type it and post it online to your account? Then we'll sign the novel's electronic copyright contract and publishing contract. I looked at it and the editor gave me permission to publish, like, a thousand copies."

Xia: "A thousand books?"

Xia shook his head. "I'm an international student from Shenzhou. I can't get a hotel room without my ID."

Because Xia wanted to make money, he specifically looked up the royalties from Far East. According to normal royalties and book prices, he could probably get between 420,000 JPY and 600,000 JPY for a thousand books.

As expected, it flopped, just like the song.

Don't the immortals in the Shenzhou novels who return to the city make money by doing whatever they want? Although I am not an immortal, I rely on the abilities of my fellow brothers, sisters, junior sisters and masters in the sect. In this modern world, I really can't cause any waves.

Qin was so excited when recording a song with Kevin that day that Xia thought he was going to be famous. But if you think about it carefully, he is also a musician who is not doing well. Does the work that is praised by the public necessarily mean it is a masterpiece?

"It seems a little small, but it's a lot for a newcomer. I'll help you find an illustrator. Maybe we can make it into an anime in the future."

Rita followed Xia and tempted her, "Just like how 'The Evil Swordsman Wants a Righteous Life' was made into an anime and became a huge hit online. The editor of Le said your writing is very beautiful, and there are many girls who read light novels. Maybe they will just like your style. Um, I mean the type of book you write."

After Rita knew that Xia was from Shenzhou, she immediately cited a novel from Shenzhou that was also very popular in the Far East.

Rita: “One thousand copies is just the beginning. We will definitely print more in the future.”

Xia is no longer at the age where people can make promises about him. No matter how much he says, only a thousand copies will be printed, and he will only earn a few hundred thousand JPY.

Others earn over 10 billion JPY for writing over 200,000 words, while I earn hundreds of thousands of JPY for writing over 200,000 words. Their annual income is just that, while mine is just a gross income. Alas, this is the gap.

Different professions have different worlds. If you want to make money, why don't you go find himeko to be a doctor? Purify a person's Honkai erosion and give yourself money. It's easier this way, but it will take a long time.

Xia: "Whatever, I'm back to school. If you want to work as a typist in a hotel, go ahead and do it. Give me the contract and I'll sign it."

Rita pulled out the electronic contract from her tablet and pointed to the area that needed signatures. "You're my first author. You'll definitely become a great light novelist in the future."

Xia: "I wrote this. Is this a light novel?"

Xia had also read light novels, but he was not used to them. He always felt that light novels were less exciting than those in Shenzhou. He knew clearly that the story his junior sister told him was by no means a refreshing novel of the Shenzhou type, nor a light novel of the Far East type. It was a bit like physical literature, and a bit like Xiaohuang's physical literature.

But Rita is an editor, so if she says it is a light novel, then it is a light novel.

“No illustrations.”

Physical literature does not have illustrations, or the illustrations are more physical in style. The illustrators of the Far East light novels may not be able to draw them, and the most important thing is...this book may not make any money, and it may not even be sold after it is printed. The professional editor named le read the beginning and threw it to the intern.

Xia rarely reads physical books. He thinks "Norwegian Wood" is an excellent novel, but that is just his opinion after all. Just like what Xia thought before, if a work is considered good even though it has failed, can it really be good?

Xia had written some failed works in Shenzhou before, and had gained a little fan named Yuno. He thought that the book "Norwegian Forest" was very good, but that was just his opinion. Xia signed his name and left his contact information and bank card number.

"If you're making a payment, it will be paid out the month after the book is printed, which would be on the 20th of the following month. If you're printing more copies, the number and quantity will be announced when the manuscript fee is paid."

After Xia left, Rita wanted to follow him and talk to him about some things to pay attention to when writing a novel, but after following him for a few minutes, she saw Xia's impatient expression and decided to leave.

He actually gave me the manuscript directly. What a clear-headed yet foolish high school student he is.

Back in her rental apartment, Rita stretched lazily. "Aren't you afraid I'll steal your novel? Well, I wouldn't do that, but since it's my first author's first book, I'll take a look."

This is a work by a high school student. Although the title is a bit literary, the content is probably similar and they are all about another world.

Rita read the first chapter.

Rita's expression was one of deep thought. Chapter 2.

Rita was not only lost in thought. Chapter 3.

Rita began to analyze the text sentence by sentence, and unconsciously used a ballpoint pen to draw wavy lines under the sentences she thought were beautiful to record the key points.

She read the novel, which was over 200,000 words, for a whole day. Only after she finished did she look up with a sense of loss. The sun had already set.

In the dim room, the leaking faucet, a common feature of urban villages and which no one has repaired, was dripping.

63

63 Who is the person who is popular all over the Internet? It turns out to be me [5k]

Rita came to the Far East from Europe to study abroad and unexpectedly fell in love with light novels, so she decided to enter the screenwriting industry. For the first time, she felt that light novels were not as interesting as she had imagined. After reading a book, Rita felt as if she had really experienced the story in the book, and she did not return to reality until she finished reading the whole book.

My heart feels empty as if something is missing.

At this moment, she felt that the luckiest thing she had ever done was submitting her work to various light novel publishers right after graduating from Kyoto University, and then being accepted by a small publisher in Changkong City and immediately coming here to be an intern. This was VIKD's first author.

Rita felt that she would never sign a contract with another author. After reading this novel, no new author's work would catch her eye anymore.

Looking out the small window, she saw the bright moon and sparse stars. The small rental house did not give Rita a feeling of regret as before, but hope instead.

I stayed up all night typing chapter after chapter and posted it online, then put a pre-order link under each chapter. My pen name is Xia, and my contracted work is "Norwegian Wood." The synopsis is unremarkable, and the opening content is not like that of an ordinary light novel, but rather a pure physical literature.

As she was writing, Rita realized something important. "How could this not pass the review? How could such a good work be pornographic?"

When Rita read "Norwegian Wood", she didn't realize that there was anything wrong with the H. plot of the book.

But if you post it on the Internet nowadays, it will definitely be banned.

It might have been okay to put it online twenty years ago, but now, unless it is set up as 18X, this publishing house, as a publishing house that mainly receivables light novels, also has an APP that is mainly aimed at teenagers.

Looking at the prompt "Please set up a rating before republishing", Rita knew that the initial sales of the book Norwegian Wood would be difficult.

Rita took a deep breath and, still with trembling hands, set up a label prohibiting viewers under 18 from viewing.

This label has always existed before this publishing house, but no one has ever clicked on it, so 100% of the books in it are suitable for readers under 18 years old. At most, someone would click on it as prohibited for readers under 15 years old.

On this day, teenagers who stayed up late to read suddenly discovered that there was a new novel on the APP of the local light novel publisher they often read. The novel had an editor's recommendation written on the corner, but it was not available for reading.

"Norwegian Wood" has 158 hits and 17 physical book pre-orders.

"It's a failure. Obviously, my modern world may not be what my brothers and sisters in the Heavenly Demon Realm Sect expected. The works that were a big hit in their world can't cause any waves in my world at all."

Xia gave up just by looking at the number of reservations and clicks for the physical book. However, whenever the number of reservations for the physical book exceeded three digits, Xia would still wait and see, as people who made reservations did not necessarily buy the book.

It was recommended by the editor, but the number of reservations for one night was only seventeen.

After looking at the data of other light novels, Xia Ye, who had also written novels in Shenzhou, naturally knew how his book performed by comparison.