I am doing evil in the collapsed world

He stubbornly believed that he was right, but he also wanted money, so he decided to give the book to someone else to revise, even if it meant adding another author.

It's like hiding your head in the sand like an ostrich. "As long as I didn't change it, it means I didn't betray you."

Einstein: "Self-deceiving, irrational, wanting money, being obsessed, greedy."

Xia: "I can just ask for money."

Einstein: "I will not revise your book, nor will I allow anyone else to revise it. If you want to make money, revise it yourself. If you want to stick to your own conjectures, then publish it without changing a single word."

Xia looked at the last message sent by Einstein and felt like the sky was falling.

Xia: "No, sister?"

No, sister, neither of us is unreasonable. I am not unwilling to share the money with those who help me revise the book. The title of the picture does not matter. It doesn’t matter if Xia is not signed, as long as I pay more.

Einstein: "Money, or your persistent heart."

Xia: "Sister, let's discuss something."

Einstein: "Sister, sister?"

Xia: "I mean sister (Tianjing sound)"

Einstein: "No discussion."

Einstein stopped chatting and looked at the paper in her hand. The profound knowledge from beginning to end made her think of a high school student who had loved theoretical physics and reading since childhood and had spent a lot of time reading physics books.

In Einstein's opinion, it would be easy for Xia to make changes if he wanted to. Considering that he was able to write the content of the book, the changes would only require replacing a few thousand words with mainstream conjectures. After the changes were published, he would not only make a lot of money, but he might also become a celebrity in the industry, be widely recognized by the public, and become a hot new star in theoretical physics.

And because of mainstream speculation, it is very easy for him to enter the academic faction of Mu Continent. He can just find a teacher, or even ask the teacher to accept him as a disciple, go to the research institute for two or three years to study, and then become a professor. His life will definitely be perfect. Even if the content he publishes later is only one-third of the level of this book, it will be enough for him to land smoothly, and he will be regarded as one of the young and steady physics giants until his death.

But if you publish it without changing the content... you will be excluded by mainstream thinking, and because the content does not conform to public speculation, the book will not sell many copies. You will not make money or gain fame, and there is nothing you can gain except persistence.

But...if he is really that persistent and would rather release it than make money or gain fame, Einstein thought, he will definitely help him promote it.

Physics needs such persistent talents.

It is precisely because of such persistent people that the great names in physics emerge one after another like stars in the sky, isn’t it?

So what if it is a niche or a mistake? If you don’t even have the courage to point out your mistakes, how can you move forward on the right path?

Xia Juejie had already realized that his guess was wrong, otherwise he wouldn't have asked someone to help revise it, but... this was his own path, and he had to walk his own path.

As long as he embarked on his own path, mustered up his courage, and showed the determination to go forward even if there were thousands of enemies, even if he was bruised and battered in the end, Einstein swore that she would do her utmost to help this young man who understood the basics and had a solid theoretical foundation to embark on the smooth road to the palace of physics.

Doesn't his book contain quantum gravity? Then let him follow me to study the quantum ocean first, and then slowly split out. When Xia is thirty years old, at least I can find a fellow traveler on this path.

Even if he changed later, he was still a martyr who was willing to sacrifice everything for his ideals and publish content even if it meant not making any money.

And the premise of all this is... he does not change the content of the book.

100

Chapter 100 Mobius: Maybe I will never forget you in my life.

……

"The sky is falling, Mebius. I'm done with this book."

Xia opened the door and walked to Mebius' room.

Walked into the master bedroom.

Mebius: "So, Einstein's personality is very awkward, right? Did you offend her?"

"I don't even understand what she's thinking."

Xia Dan held his forehead with his hand and sighed, speaking with a serious tone as if he was feeling the same as his son who failed to get into college and had two girlfriends.

He just wanted to find a theoretical physics expert to help him revise his book and make some money, but now Einstein has blocked this path.

I haven't offended her. Is this the highest peak of physics that is extremely simple?

Just like a martyr, she not only does not do things that go against her own psychology, but also does not let others do things that go against her psychology.

Mebius: "So you're planning to become a eunuch?"

Mebius made a gesture of cutting his hand and asked cautiously.

I heard that in Shenzhou, if you stop writing a novel halfway through, you're called a eunuch. And in Shenzhou, a eunuch is...

Xia: "I've already written it, let's finish it first."

Now that I'm here, I can't just do nothing.

I have already written two-thirds of it. If I don't finish and post the remaining one-third, then the first two-thirds will be written in vain. After all, I wrote while looking up information, and it took me two whole nights to write.

I could make some money by posting it, but alas, I lost money by writing it.

If I had known earlier, I would have written The Dancing Girl of Izu or Snow Country. These two books don’t have many words. Xia just thought that he might not be able to make money if the number of words was too small. Besides, as for this kind of romance novel, he thought Norwegian Wood was pretty good, but he didn’t feel anything for these two books.

Mebius: "Those weren't Einstein's research, but you sent them out under his name. I've changed them to your name. Here's the fax paper. Just remember to use your name on the rest of the content."

Alas, it's all my fault for thinking that with Mebius and Blanca by my side, I could publish a book related to science and maybe they could promote it, and I could even become famous and make some money.

If I had known this earlier, I would have regretted it.

I went back to write the book, and since I had already written it, I had no choice but to finish it.

Because he was already used to looking up information, and some of the information about characters no longer needed to be looked up as he had memorized them in his mind, Xia wrote the last tens of thousands of words very quickly.

There were more than 170,000 words in total. Xia finished writing it in the middle of the night and sent it to Rita by fax.

Xia didn't know whether Rita was asleep or not. He thought she would reply the next day, but she replied in an instant.

Xia: "Do you live at the publishing house?"

Rita: "I've already acquired the publishing house. You've finally written a book. It was sent so quickly, and it's so thick. It seems you were lying when you said you wouldn't write a book this year."

Xia: "Pay my royalties in advance, and I'll write more books for your publishing house to publish."

The publishing house has been acquired by Rita, so that makes things much easier. As her first author, and my book is selling quite well, it’s not too much to ask for.

"From now on, every time I decide to print a book, I'll pay you on the spot. Okay, but you'll have to pay the taxes yourself."

If the payment is made on the spot, there is no way to calculate the tax, and Xia will have to pay the tax himself the following year. However, Rita feels that even if Xia does not have enough money when paying the tax the following year, as long as he is willing to write it, she will definitely be willing to lend him money, even if it means borrowing money from her.

Xia: "Okay, thank you."

The income of Mobius's research institute is not high. Ms. Blanca, the deputy director who also works so many part-time jobs, only earns 400,000 Muyuan. Taking into account various miscellaneous income, it is only 1 to 2 million Muyuan a year.

More than 100 million JPY.

Joining Mobius's research institute is just for self-protection. If you want to make money, you still have to find extra income.

Rita: "Okay, enough talking, I'm going to start."

Rita rubbed her hands as if she was praying for dinner, put down her phone and picked up A Brief History of Time, deciding to finish reading the book that night.

Be sure to be careful and meticulous, and take a notebook to record the key quotes and sentences.

The second work of a newcomer in the different world youth romance physical literature will definitely sell out if promoted in this way. You know, Xia is very popular in the literary circle in the Far East.

"A Brief History of Time, a science fiction romance novel about time. The name is a bit strange. Next time, I have to remind Asha that the popular names in the Far East are the longer the better."

Turn the pages of a book.

Rita's excited expression turned into doubt. Turning the page, Rita's doubtful expression turned into seriousness.

Read it carefully and occasionally look up the characters on your phone.

Halfway through reading, Rita felt a chill in her heart.

"This isn't a romance novel at all. I've been fooled! The book Xia mentioned is actually a theoretical physics textbook. I'm so confused."

Rita originally wanted to reject the manuscript and told Xia that their publishing house was not suitable for publishing this kind of book and no one would buy it. But after looking at the content and checking the information, Rita was convinced that this was definitely a good book.

If it doesn't sell well after it's published, and if it's not published, it can be thrown to other publishing houses. Other publishing houses will definitely scramble to get it. After all, maybe Xia will write about love again in his next book.

Rita was troubled all night, but she didn't figure it out, but the dawn came.

Rita sent a notice to Xia.

It's not a rejection, but a careful reminder.

Rita: "Asha, you should know that your book won't make a lot of money, so my publishing house won't print many copies. But I've decided to publish it anyway, with an initial print run of 10,000 pages. However, I won't be promoting it as originally planned, and I won't be purchasing leaflets externally. I hope you understand."

Xia: "I understand, I understand. As long as it can be sold, it's fine. Ten thousand is ten thousand. That's how much money I can make."

Rita: "One million and two hundred thousand yen, this is the highest royalty price."

Xia lay on the bed. "Sell it. I'll sell it for 1.2 million. Wait, I have two books for you tonight. Can you help me sell them together? Can you sell them in a package? It's a big sale. Buy three books together and get a 10% discount."

Rita's eyes lit up, then quickly dimmed. "If the other two are of the same type, I don't think they'll work."

Xia: "It's about romance, like 'Snow Country' and 'The Dancing Girl of Izu', which are all about different-world youth romance."

Rita: "If that's the case, I'll print a first print run of 100,000 copies of your A Brief History of Time."

He started writing right away. The two books together had only about 200,000 words, so Xia rolled up his sleeves, took out his old notebook and started writing without even eating.

Xia did a package sale that no other author had ever done before. If you want to buy A Brief History of Time, you have to buy two Japanese romance novels. If you want to buy Japanese romance novels, you have to buy A Brief History of Time.

Of course, after this month of package sale, they will be sold separately. If you want to see them in advance, you can buy them together.

Although this will make the dancers in Izu, the Snow Country, earn less in the early stages, but at least the Brief History of Time will not be in vain.

The sales of the two books will recover later, so it’s no big deal.

Xia didn't even eat his meal and kept writing furiously. Blanca wanted to call Xia out for breakfast, but seeing Xia's hand holding the pen and writing on the paper as fast as lightning, it seemed more like doodling than writing a book.

Blanca didn't understand what was going on with Xia's hands and brain, why he could write so fast, and why the words he wrote were so beautiful, just like an ancient printer.

Did you already have the plot in your mind before writing?

It took Xia a day to write 200,000 words, and in the evening he faxed both books to Rita.

Rita was overjoyed and started promoting it immediately.

Xia breathed a sigh of relief.

Mebius: "You haven't eaten for a day, and you're still writing a book."

Xia felt that he would not touch the notebook again for at least a month. Sitting there bored all day was too painful.

When I was reading A Brief History of Time, I looked up some information to exercise my brain. These two books are just copied word for word, motionless like a heartless writing machine.

"It's already been written."

Blanca hasn't cooked yet. She is waiting for Xia to finish writing before cooking. She is worried that Xia will not have finished writing when the meal is ready, and the food will get cold after she and Mebius have eaten, and Xia will have to eat cold food.

Only after seeing Xia come out of the room did Blanca put on the teddy bear apron and go into the kitchen.

Mebius: "I've learned almost everything. You can check and see where I made mistakes."

Xia went to the master bedroom and looked at the base point on the computer.

"You look a bit like a monster."

Although it is impossible to put it into practice, his theoretical level has surpassed Xia's when he was thirty years old in the Demon Realm.

Mebius: "Thank you. Many people have praised me like this since I was a child."

The word "monster" was never a word of contempt for Mebius, but rather a compliment that he couldn't help but give after being shocked. Mebius knew this from the beginning.

She will remember for the rest of her life the word "monster" her parents called her when they heard her speak for the first time.

Since then, she has often heard words like "youkai", "monster", "crazy" and "weird".

"You've learned almost everything. The rest depends on your talent. I think with your talent, I don't need to say much. It's just that your soul is still too fragile."

Xia smacked his lips, feeling a little regretful, as if he had seen a talented person who might become a peerless master in the future, but the person was suffering from a terminal illness.

Or maybe the person with the psychic sword heart was born without hands.

Mebius: "I can't do that, but you can, can't you."

Anyway, you are from the First Research Institute, so what’s mine is yours, and if you can do it, doesn’t that mean I can do it?

Xia: "Even so, it's still quite regrettable. Maybe this is fate."

The gears of fate kept turning, not only Xia, but everyone was affected. Xia believed in fate but wanted to break it, while Mebius simply didn't believe in fate.

She only believes in herself.

The world is full of suffering and we have no control over it. Mebius just wants to watch the changes in the world indifferently. One person is enough.