I Write 800,000 Words a Day. Can’t I Just Make Money While Lying Down?

Paul, a young man, is abducted by aliens and subjected to a human modification procedure.

They install eight octopus tentacles on him.

When they're not in use, they become tattoos on his back.

When he needs them, they turn into eight tentacles that obey his commands.

Each tentacle also has an AI brain linked to his own, allowing it to relay sensations.

Their intelligence far surpasses that of the currently hottest AI, ChatGPT.

He's a struggling writer on a certain online fiction site, ignored by everyone.

Someone once told him that if he wrote 100,000 words a day, he could make money while lying down.

So what if he wrote 800,000 words a day?

From then on, the mighty Octopus Master's fame spreads throughout Feilu.

Paul really does manage to make money while lying around at home.

But the more money he makes, the more lost he feels.

I have eight tentacles, so why can I only write novels?

Just then, his landlady, Mrs. Hu, knocks on his door...

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to real people or events is purely coincidental. Please do not imitate.