Chapter 5

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After finishing a cigarette, Tang Zhun rubbed his forehead and opened his author backend after the launch. He was startled by a text message, "A contract message? So cool? The opening wasn't great, and the performance these few days has been terrible. The content didn't even catch my eye as an old bookworm, just lacking the ability to write brilliantly. I actually received a contract message after just over twenty thousand words?!"

It really was a contract message, the legendary backend message?!

Tang Zhun read it several times to make sure he wasn't seeing things before excitedly adding the editor's QQ number mentioned in the text. Everything was a new world, something he had never encountered in his previous life. However, it was already night, and Tang Zhun thought that even if he added the number, he probably wouldn't get a response until the next day.

Who would have thought that just after adding it, he received a response within ten minutes? Was the editor working overtime?

Fortunately, being reborn at thirty, he was still mature enough to calmly go through the contract process without much fuss. He hadn't even opened his book page yet. Since it wasn't too late, he went to print the contract. After finishing that, Tang Zhun returned to his computer and added the editor's QQ number.

Surprisingly, his application was approved immediately. Before he could say anything, the editor with the username "Canghai" sent a message.

"Are you Wenyizaidao? Finally meeting you in person, great god, hello!"

"..."

Is this the legendary editor from the industry's dominant company, known for being aloof? Did I add the wrong number? Tang Zhun looked at the QQ number given by the contract editor again and tentatively replied with a "Mm."

"Great god is indeed aloof."

"By the way, I'll add you to the author group, all urban fiction authors from our 6th group."

After Canghai quickly typed a line, Tang Zhun received a group invitation.

He entered the group in a daze, and as soon as he did, the group exploded.

"Damn, is this Wenyizaidao?"

"Wrong, we should call him Dao God, let's follow him!"

"Revering the great god, one day's income is equivalent to our whole year, please take care of us!"

...

Line after line of text and memes started flooding the screen after Tang Zhun joined the group. The speed of the messages was overwhelming, and at this point, he realized something was off.

Something must be wrong!

Confused, he opened his book page for the first time today. Tang Zhun was quickly stunned. The fan list was full, with the first one being a Gold Alliance member, a donation of over eleven million starting coins?

Apart from this Alliance member, the rest were simple, just a few apprentices and intern fans, a few hundred starting coins, a few dollars each.

Tang Zhun was dazed by the million-dollar Alliance member. After being stunned for several seconds, he drew a cold breath, "No way, could someone have already gained or experienced something from the related content of my uploaded work?"

"Too amazing, right?!"

His book review section had already exploded, with thousands of replies.

He was sure he didn't know the Gold Alliance member, Wang Dashua, who had donated over ten thousand and was kneeling to ask for his contact information, a book friend group?

Apart from Wang Dashua, there was no other explanation. He must be a genius, even in the future interstellar civilization, one in ten thousand.

Tang Zhun still found it hard to believe. His book only had a few dozen clicks, but when he left this morning, the book page only had a few dozen clicks. Now it had tens of thousands of clicks, without a contract or recommendation. The explosive clicks must have been attracted by Wang Dashua's million-dollar Alliance.

Before Wang Dashua, there was a super genius among the few dozen clicks who could feel something from the Dao rhythm combination in the related content.

Amidst the chaotic thoughts, Tang Zhun vaguely closed the group and temporarily blocked the messages. Even so, he still received seven or eight QQ pop-ups in a short time.

He didn't have the heart to deal with these and proactively added Wang Dashua's QQ number.

What Tang Zhun didn't expect was that his action made the 6th group urban fiction authors, over a hundred of them, explode again.

"Damn, Dao God? Haven't seen him bubble for so long."

"Canghai, was that really Dao God? You didn't add the wrong person, right?"

"So aloof? Even the cute god and the questioning god actively sought him out, and he didn't reply? The world is too cruel."

...

In the repeated flood of messages, over a hundred urban fiction authors, not to mention ordinary authors, even a few top-tier gods in the web fiction industry came to join the fun, showing all sorts of silly behavior.

But after so long, the person who joined the group had no reaction, which made many authors忍不住吐槽起来。写网文的八成是宅，性格也相对单纯，至少比其他现实行业复杂不了多少。

众多拜大神、抱大腿、求包养的，九成九是在凑热闹的。

银河第一萌，整个起航都数得着的都市大神，均定两三万，改编影视都有好几部，收入很强大的年千万级。

神文问世比第一萌差了一两筹，一年几百万也是松松的，这也是整个群里顶尖的一小撮之一。

刚才这两位都蹦出来了，一样被忽视？

等消息逐渐变成轻微吐槽时，东海市起航编辑部，张乐昭坐在办公桌前也是一阵尴尬。

尴尬后他又揉了揉嘴角，“这么高冷，擦，九成九是二代玩票了，要不然新人见了这么多大神，哪能不激动。”

“只有那些二代玩票的才会这么傲吧。不止对这些大神，对我这编辑也是爱理不理。”

吐槽一声张乐昭才快速打起了字，“行了行了，都散了吧，人家文以载道这时候肯定联系黄金盟呢，哪有时间和你们打屁，赶快滚去码字。”

虽然吐槽了，文以载道毕竟是他手下作者，面子上还是要照顾一下的。

不过心里，张乐昭是真的给唐准打上了二代、玩票、不好交流的各种标签了，对于这样的作者？还是算了吧，指不定哪天人家就玩腻了，他也没必要用心多少了。

………………

“文大，你是文大？我是王大傻，不对，王大傻是我起航马甲，我真名叫王继扬。”

“文大，你终于加我了，从昨天晚上我就在等，一直等到现在没合眼，文大，你……”

“文大，我想问一下你作品相关里那个数字组合，是，哎，我不知道怎么说了，文大你是人么？”

“你真的是人类么？还是隐藏在大都市里的仙人？”

……

张乐昭都没想到的是，他因为一连串误会产生的错误认知，而诞生的推断里却有不少都中了。

唐准真是二代，至少在这个世界是，还有唐准也真是在和黄金盟聊天，但加了王大傻的企鹅号之后，唐准很快被对方的弹窗搞的无语。

看着一个个信息，唐准吧砸了吧砸嘴，压下各种好奇，才开始回复，“谢了。”

除了一声谢，他不知道该说什么了。

尼玛自己是不是人，是仙人？这让他怎么回复，他掌握的是星际文明的文学力量啊，不过也有些奇怪，那种文学是感悟自然星宇的天道，把天道感悟融入文字，文章？似乎也和修仙之类类似？

所以，这事好奇葩。

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"Great God, are you Great God? I'm Wang Dashua, no, Wang Dashua is my pen name on Qihang, my real name is Wang Jiyang."

"Great God, you finally added me. I've been waiting since last night, haven't slept at all, Great God, you..."

"Great God, I want to ask about the number combination in your related content, it's, well, I don't know how to say it, Great God, are you human?"

"Are you really human? Or a hidden immortal in the big city?"

...

What Zhang Lezhao didn't expect was that his incorrect assumptions, born from a series of misunderstandings, were actually quite accurate.

Tang Zhun was indeed a second generation, at least in this world. And Tang Zhun was indeed chatting with the Gold Alliance member, but after adding Wang Dashua's QQ number, Tang Zhun was quickly left speechless by the pop-ups.

Looking at the messages, Tang Zhun smacked his lips, suppressing his curiosity, and finally replied, "Thanks."

Apart from a thank you, he didn't know what to say.

Damn, am I human, an immortal? How should I reply? He possessed the literary power of an interstellar civilization, but it was also strange. That kind of literature was about sensing the natural laws of the universe and integrating those insights into words and articles. It seemed similar to cultivation?

So, this is quite bizarre.