Xingliu was caught completely off guard when she discovered she had transmigrated to the interstellar era and become a poor soul on a garbage planet, barely scraping by on welfare.
On her first day after transmigrating, she looked at the illness that was costing her a fortune, drank some awful nutrient solution, and read job listings with a blank expression. I need to make money. I need to eat.
One week after transmigrating, she had come to terms with the fact that she was less useful than a robot and utterly useless. She opened StarNet, registered an author account, and began writing like mad.
One year after transmigrating, she could calmly ignore all the extravagant praise being bandied about, calling her the brightest new star of the literary world and the like.
Looking at the big house she’d just bought, rows of game consoles, and her sweet, lovely-voiced online partner...
Xingliu: This is the empire I built.
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A literary world as stagnant as still water was shaken by the sudden appearance of a genius. With her pen, she painted fantastical worlds and composed magnificent works, sparking a collision of ideas that drove the whole literary world forward.
No one knew where she came from. As she put it: “When you eat an egg, you don’t need to know which hen laid it.”
But her ideas pierced the darkness and brought dazzling light.
[Why did you decide to become a writer?]
Star: I hope to bring more people spiritual fulfillment, and to let the flowers of idealism bloom freely and passionately in every corner of the universe.
Xingliu lay on her bed, staring blankly at the journal, which was full of over-the-top praise that seemed to have cost nothing. Back then, her brain must have short-circuited for her to give such a cringey answer. It was mortifying enough to dig a mansion-sized hole and crawl into it.
Sure enough, keeping her identity secret was absolutely the right choice.
Reading Guide
1. When you eat an egg, you don’t need to know which hen laid it. As Mr. Qian Zhongshu said.
2. Everything the protagonist writes is her own work. There is no plagiarism, though she does have an advantage in her choice of subject matter.
3. The protagonist balances reality and ideals. When she hasn’t solved the problem of putting food on the table, her first priority is basic needs like food and shelter. But when it comes to writing, she is an idealist with a burning passion.
4. Cover art thanks to BS Gugu.
Coming soon: The World Is Mine to Conquer with My Secret Identities
Zhou Yao was forced to bind herself to a System and stop a villain from going dark and destroying the world. But she ended up in the wrong timeline, arriving in an age of spiritual qi revival that had only just begun, ten thousand years before the villain’s birth.
Forget stopping the villain. Her true body couldn’t withstand the power of time and space and was gradually disintegrating. She could only earn this world’s recognition to repair it.
[System: Host, don’t panic. We can assign you golden fingers. Your true body can’t move, so we’ll open several secret identities to earn recognition. We’ll definitely hold out until the villain is born!]
To survive, she decided to run several secret identities at once and work hard. How hard could earning recognition be?
Secret Identity One: A cold, aloof sword cultivator from a hidden sect who has stayed out of the world throughout this age of spiritual qi decline. Clad in white and proud, carrying a sword that travels a thousand miles, she can send a chill across fourteen provinces with a single strike.
Secret Identity Two: A mysterious, long-robed shopkeeper who runs an antique store. The treasures in her shop are beyond anyone’s imagination, and countless people fight to get their hands on even one.
Secret Identity Three: A blind fortune-telling girl who knows the heavens above and the earth below. She loves to smile as she offers you a piece of candy: “Want your fortune told? If it’s wrong, you don’t pay.”
Secret Identity Four: ...
Yet the prominent figures stirring up the whole world seemed to know one another. The thread connecting them was a pale-faced girl who could only sit in a wheelchair.
Someone saw the elegant sword cultivator give the girl her most beloved sword to play with, then crouch down to feed her watermelon with a little spoon. The antique shopkeeper let her touch anything she liked in the shop, trading priceless treasures worth tens of millions for a hairpin the girl liked. The blind fortune-teller leaned against her leg and coquettishly begged for attention, using the money she earned from fortune-telling to buy the girl snacks.
Zhou Yao: What’s wrong with using the money I worked so hard to earn to support my true body?
Theme: Always love the brilliant starry sky above your head.
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Working Hard to Become a Tyrant Today, Too
Our Whole Family Transmigrates to the Qin Dynasty, and We Win by Riding on Mom and Dad's Coattails
The Beloved Sixth Prince
I Conquer the World with Secret Identities
I Only Want to Lose Money Making Movies
The Days of Being a County Magistrate in Ancient Times
Building Infrastructure in a Time of Chaos
I Maxed Out My Cooking Skills and Transmigrated with a Food System
Holy crap, I didn't think so before. This chapter suddenly feels like the Chinese language is so interesting.
Woohoo~ Surrounded by many big guys~
Hehehe~ Obviously it's fun to play games with a girl who is very skilled and sweet~
First of all, I am not a writing guide. Let me tell you my feelings as a reader after seeing this. The creativity of this article is really good. I read the copy before reading it. It is also fun to watch the heroine write a novel and then become popular, but the Chinese text is really too long... Especially "Growing Vegetables", which is connected There are several chapters. It feels like I'm reading two articles. Maybe it's because the Chinese text is too long, so the reality line progresses slowly. Sometimes the connection between the Chinese text and the reality line is also very disconnected. I still haven't found out who the male protagonist is... Above all, I hope the author will continue to work hard on writing articles. Come on, come on.
I feel like this article is getting more and more confusing as I write it, with more and more elements. There is little progress in the main world line.
What... Words are used to address people close to you. You can only use your first name to refer to yourself.
I clicked my paw, originally I wanted to read simple Chinese text.
University Town, zav3xDDE6
My classmate's teaching qualification exam is over, so~(crazy hint)
So when everyone writes articles, the old and new bosses face each other hahaha