Chapter 174: The Physical Book of the Underworld
Chapter 174: The Physical Book of the Underworld
By then, I will have to read this novel thoroughly to see if there is any bonus of getting rich that has not yet happened.
In his previous life, Li Wenshu had also read some news related to novels. For example, an author of a food novel listed food secret recipes in the article. Some readers researched them, opened a shop, and eventually became rich.
She traveled through time from the future. If she doesn't do something that makes herself happy, then the meaning of her rebirth will be less, and her life will be less fun.
Why do so many protagonists travel from the future to the past? Because it’s so cool. This is the essence of cool writing.
This is the same as when she writes a sad story and thinks about the readers crying and wants to laugh.
Now I want to laugh even more when I think about how they would find out later that this novel really teaches people how to make money and then start to regret it like crazy.
When Li Wenshu stopped, the little King of Hell next to him flew over. Instead of squeezing in to watch the plot as usual, it stayed in the air for a while, and words began to appear in the box next to its head.
[The Underworld, copyright.]
Although they have been together for some time, Li Wenshu still often cannot understand what it is saying.
She couldn't understand it, but the system could.
"System, what nonsense is Gui Dongdong talking about again?"
Guidongdong is the name given to it by the system, because calling it the King of Hell is too lofty, so we have to think of a more humble name that is easier to curse.
The system took a look and said, "It wants the copyright of the host's novel, because the ghosts in the underworld want to produce physical books themselves. Many ghosts who don't have physical books from the human world have begun to protest in the streets."
Gui Dongdong nodded.
[All, all.]
"The copyright of every book is required."
[Ghost money.]
"Copyright fees can be paid with ghost money."
Li Wenshu's expression changed. "Forget about the copyright fee. Just print it."
Gui Dongdong curved his eyes and nodded.
Then, a piece of contract paper appeared in the air.
The corners of Li Wenshu's mouth twitched. He didn't expect that in this life, not only would he become famous in the underworld, but he would also authorize the underworld's copyright. What kind of underworld operation was this?
She looked at it and found no problem, so she signed it promptly.
Gui Dongdong solemnly put away the contract.
[Physical book, for you.]
"It said that when the physical book comes out, it will bring a copy back to the host..." The system said dissatisfiedly. "It only has the host's copy. I want one too."
[good. ]
The system's dark face finally brightened up a little. It wanted to collect all the different physical books of the host's novels.
In consideration of the fact that it promised to send it a physical book about the underworld, it treated it with a little kindness.
When the news of obtaining the copyright reached the underworld, all the ghosts celebrated.
There is no shortage of talented people in the world, and there is no shortage of talented people in the underworld.
The cover paintings are voted by all the ghosts as the most outstanding, as well as the printing and binding and other things.
In short, the entire underworld is more lively than ever before. All the ghosts are united and they can't wait to get the copyright today so that they can see the physical book the next day. This is a physical book that belongs exclusively to their underworld and cannot be bought in the human world.
In the human world, it is called out of print.
When Old Man Wang appeared in his granddaughter's dream, he told her about this wonderful story with great joy and gesticulations.
"Look, this is the cover we picked. Isn't it more domineering than the ones in your world? This was painted by a famous painter in ancient times. His paintings are on display in some museum, and there are a group of people studying them there."
"You never thought he would still be painting after he died."
Old man Wang wanted to show off for three days and three nights. Although he also had physical books in the human world, the feeling was different!
Wang Anxin was exclaiming in amazement from beginning to end. The physical book of "Death Train" in the human world and the one in the underworld have completely different styles.
The human world seems like a joke, while the underworld is obviously more grand and majestic.
Let’s look at "Ancestor Milk". It had just been completed and the physical book in the human world had not yet appeared, but the underworld voted for the most pleasing cover in just one night.
The title of the novel also looks like it was written by some famous calligrapher.
In terms of collection value and viewing experience, the two are indeed incomparable.
The ones in the human world might have been created by ordinary artists, but those in the underworld were created by famous historical figures.
"Your underworld actually managed to contact the author, that's amazing. Was Master Pai Gu shocked? No, no, she must know something since she was able to write about the Grandmaster. Your underworld can't chat with the author face to face, right?"
Old Man Wang said, "How is that possible? It's the King of Hell who is looking for him, but ordinary ghosts like us can't even see his shadow."
"Hey, I said no one could resist such a great text. Look, even the King of Hell has fallen for it."
Wang Anxin thought of something, and suddenly his eyes lit up, "Grandpa, I have burned all the physical books from the human world for you. When the physical books from your underworld come out, can you burn them for me too?"
"Of course... it's impossible." Old Man Wang said, "The regulations of your local government are just for show. Don't even think about owning them while you're alive. Wait until you live a hundred or eighty years before you decide."
Wang Anxin was extremely disappointed. "That will take many years. Grandpa, please, you are a ghost messenger, you should at least give some employee benefits, like entrusting things to relatives."
Old man Wang said expressionlessly: "Employee benefits include overtime work, do you want it?"
"..."
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[“I think you always think too badly of things. You always say that the future will be like this and that, and that you should seize the present moment. But who can really know what will happen in the future?”
"You said you don't want to get married and have children because you feel you are not old enough to take on responsibilities. What age do you mean? You are 23 or 24 years old now. Girls in rural areas get married and have children at the age of 17 or 18."
"We were poor in the past. We were a small family, and we were sick, which dragged you down. You worked hard to make money and were very busy. You said you didn't want to get married, and I understood you, and I won't push you."
"After that, you made money and your family's life got better. I talked to you about it once, and you said you wanted to work harder, make more money, and get into such and such circles. I didn't understand what you said, but I just knew that you wanted to be even better."
"But how old are you now? If you stay any longer, you'll become an old maid. When you're older, no matter how capable you are, which man will want you? An old bachelor with a health problem, or a divorced man with a baby."
"Do you want to marry that kind of man and spend your whole life with him, Yueyue? Mom knows you are very proud and you definitely don't like such people, but men like younger women, and you have climbed so high, how many men will be taller than you? Will a man like a woman who is much more capable than himself?"
"How much choice will you have then?"
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