A Little Trick, a Billion a Day!

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After graduating from the Terror Live Stream, Jian Dan was tricked into signing up with a Villainess System and landed a great job.

All she had to do was play the wicked villainess, and she could clock out on time, enjoy weekends off, six types of insurance and a housing fund, a huge year-end bonus, and an all-expenses-paid annual vacation.

To make sure it hadn't got the wrong person, Jian Dan, who had a whole string of legendary titles, was a top figure in the Terror Live Stream and the leader of the Dawn Squad, asked again and again: "Really? You won't regret binding yourself to me?"

The System nodded frantically.

Some time later, the System was full of regret. Looking at the male and female leads physically pinned in place, it clung to its Host's leg and wailed, "Darling, why don't you just quit already?!"

[World One: The Ordinary Girlfriend Who Clings to a Top-Tier Star and Emotionally Blackmails Him]

#Mastermind·Comeback Against All Odds·Forbes' Nearly Billionaire·Richest Woman

The night the young pop idol publicly announced his relationship, his image crashed so hard it hit rock bottom. Jian Dan exposed the secrets of eight major families, making a fortune selling gossip and earning over a hundred million a day.

Your scandal? Fine. My money-printing machine? Mine.

[World Two: The Well-Matched Fiancée in an Interstellar Leveling Fantasy]

#Beloved by All·Iron-Blooded Federation·Chief Executive

When her fiancé, the marshal who had been missing for months on the battlefield, returned in triumph with his beloved wife, he discovered he had become a nobody with no legal identity.

Jian Dan had already inherited the family headship and held all the power. She smiled faintly. "Sorry, I want all your assets and your status."

[World Three: The Arrogant, Overbearing Heiress Who Bullies People with Her Power in the Apocalypse]

#Turning the Tide·Pinnacle of Power·Zombie Emperor

Thousands of zombies stood at the gates. Humanity's strongest fighter propped his chin on one hand and, in full view of everyone, curled his lips in a malicious smile. "Either take it off, or go out there right now."

Jian Dan turned and leaped from the high-rise. Half a month later, the tables had turned. Sitting on a thorn-covered iron throne, she lifted the bloodied face of a silver-haired man on the gallows with her sword tip and asked with a smile, "Hey, great hero, how does it feel to have everyone turn against you?"

[World Four: The Heiress Who Pursues Her Dream of Joining the Entertainment Industry for Love]

#Hundreds of Billions in Assets·Daily Selection of Consorts·Arrogant Heiress

[World Five: The Heiress Who Gets Sacrificed in a Noble Academy]

#Decisive and Efficient·Industry Leader·Rising Government-Connected Tycoon

Years later, the System went from last place to first in the performance rankings. Named Employee of the Year, it was praised by the Main System and invited to give a speech about its success.

The System closed its eyes, its face twisting slightly as if recalling some terrible memories. But facing the eager Systems below, it still declared firmly, "First, find yourself a powerful backer.

"Second, throw away your conscience.

"Finally, trust your Host without reservation! Remember! Trust your Host without reservation!"

The pinker the hair, the deadlier the killer.

A real woman never looks back at an explosion. So, if you say I'm a bad woman, then that's what I am.

End of this novel's blurb, next comes the preview for a future novel

Synopsis: I'm a Green River author making it big in the interstellar entertainment industry.

Yu Yue is a full-time writer with two and a half years of experience.

But the ecosystem in his genre is brutal. Period dramas squeeze out the competition, while rich women throw their money around. So even after leaving for two years and coming back, he's still a nobody.

Then he swallowed his pride and wrote an interstellar period drama about a mother-in-law and daughter-in-law. It became an instant hit, but the day before his earnings were due to be paid, he transmigrated.

When he opened his eyes again, he found himself at the semifinals of the tenth Writers' Conference, held in Red Moon City, one of the three major cyberpunk cities.

The good news: This place is a literary wasteland. The popular essays, poetry, and memoirs are all completely uninspired.

The bad news: The original owner maliciously plagiarized someone else's work and has landed on the assassination blacklist of the domineering male lead. In five minutes, his reputation will be ruined and he'll be dead in no time.

The System was still desperately trying to make its presence known: Ding! Welcome, Host, to the "I'll Get You Killed" System... Please follow the procedure...

Yu Yue: "...Fuck off."

Faced with the male lead's stern accusations, he straightened his clothes and stood his ground. Relying on his professional skills, he quickly skimmed more than twenty opening chapters in fifteen minutes.

He picked up one called The Max-Level Expert Descends the Mountain to Slaughter the Newbie Village, then another called The True and Fake Young Masters: It Turns Out the Richest Man Is My Dad, then another and another: Thirty Years East of the River, Thirty Years West of the River. Don't Bully a Poor Young Man: After Being Kicked Out of My Family, I Turned Out to Be a Heaven-Rank Battle Emperor...

Under the male lead's shocked gaze, he pulled out one, two, three, four, five, six, seven manuscripts and stacked them into a little mountain on the table.

The whole room was in an uproar. Could he really be a genius?

The dark horse who became the year's biggest sensation, fought through the competition, and ultimately claimed first place clutched the champion's golden trophy and a prize of five hundred thousand star coins, moved to tears.

Oh my god, it's so easy to make money here.

He decided to make even more.

Two months later, he had become a renowned entertainment tycoon in both the Empire and the Federation. Many high-ranking planets opened their doors to him, eagerly inviting him to settle there permanently.

Bards sang of his legends.

Rumor had it that he was born in a slum at the bottom of society, always wore a silver half-mask, and had silver hair and green eyes. He was a ruthless and cunning man.

Yet the Crown Prince was his closest confidant. A 3S+ starship commander was his most ardent suitor. An ancient clan openly backed him, declaring that anyone who disrespected him would be their enemy.

Countless people spent fortunes just to see him. Even the Sea Demons, normally so proud and aloof, willingly sang the theme song for his new radio drama.

Yu Yue overheard the rumors about himself by chance. "Huh? I only wanted to earn a little bit of writing income."

The System: "...Sure. You only earned a tiny bit more than a billion."

Theme: Strive onward with an uplifting spirit