The Whole World Is Begging Me to Write a Terrible Story

Qianshan Yue was a struggling novelist. She had dutifully written three million words, but her story had fewer than a hundred views. Its only comment read, "This is complete nonsense, with no logic whatsoever."

But she didn't care at all. She'd inherited a huge fortune and had plenty of money and free time. She wrote because she enjoyed it, so she neither chased trends nor cared what readers thought.

Until one day, she noticed her novel's view count skyrocketing. A huge crowd was leaving comments: "Thanks for writing something this terrible! Can the next one be just as bad?"

Qianshan Yue: ?

What was with these people? They thought her writing was awful, but they were still tipping her?

She opened the door, planning to go out for a stroll, only to discover that the outside world had changed beyond recognition.

Nightmares had invaded. The moment people closed their eyes, they were dragged into a dream world, where monsters poured endlessly into the real world. Scientists had tried every method they could think of to stop people from dreaming, but nothing worked, and the whole world was in turmoil. That was when they discovered Qianshan Yue's novel.

It was so boring that anyone reading it would fall asleep, and it perfectly suppressed the birth of nightmare creatures. Even passing monsters would stop to curse it: What the hell is this garbage?

In a world on the verge of collapse, Qianshan Yue became its only hope.

Please! Keep writing this terribly!

Qianshan Yue: ...Wait! Doesn't anyone genuinely like my novels?

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