Chapter 10

Seeing the encouraging results, Li Minghui felt a surge of energy throughout his body, and he became more confident. He thought to himself, "My luck is good, and now everything is starting to develop in a positive direction. With this virtuous cycle, my performance will surely improve step by step!"

Good news always lifts one's spirits, and Li Minghui was no exception. His novel "Zhu Xian" had successfully entered the new book category list. Although it was currently ranked low and only on the category list, not the more popular homepage, it still provided many more opportunities for exposure, and the number of readers who could see it was certainly greater.

As usual, he made and ate lunch, took a short nap, and when he woke up, he felt refreshed. He immediately logged into the author's backend. Sure enough, the increase in favorites was still very encouraging. The number of favorites had now surpassed 240. When he refreshed the page, Li Minghui found that the growth in popularity was even more impressive. The number of recommendation votes had already exceeded 300, and some readers had even started to tip him.

The amount of tips was not much, just three readers each tipping 100 coins, but for Li Minghui, this was a good omen. The book was finally making money, even if the amount was small, it was a good start, wasn't it?

Scrolling down to the review section, the atmosphere there was even more lively. There were advertisements, messages from editors of other websites, and of course, calls for updates from fans of "Zhu Xian." All of this made Li Minghui feel warm inside. What was the purpose of writing a novel? One, of course, was to earn income, and the second was to gain recognition from readers, to have a group of supporters.

Li Minghui read through each post and marked the good ones as "essence." At this moment, he suddenly saw a post with a very high number of replies, which made him both laugh and cry.

First floor: "This book has a strong sense of immersion, and although the writing is not overly excellent, it has a captivating charm. I believe this is a rare gem. However, I am puzzled as to why the website has not signed this book yet. Is it going to bury a good book and cut the author's throat?"

Second floor: "The first floor is an idiot, confirmed!"

Third floor: "Support the first floor, strongly support the book's signing!"

Fourth floor: "The first floor is spreading rumors, a jinx. If such a good book gets abandoned, I won't play with the first floor!"

Fifth floor: "I'm worried, don't abandon the book, author!"

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Li Minghui read through each floor, and most of the replies were about worrying that he would abandon the book, which made him smile. At this moment, he suddenly saw a reply on the 15th floor that made him pause.

Fifteenth floor, ID: Little Chili: "Author, sign the contract quickly. If this book gets signed, I'll tip you a patron (cheering emoji)!"

Seeing this reply, Li Minghui couldn't help but be moved. A patron, that would mean at least 1,000 coins, and after the website's cut, he would still get 500 yuan. For Li Minghui, who was in a financial crisis and wanted to turn every cent into a dollar, this was not a small amount.

However, Li Minghui wasn't too concerned, as online water posts were very common, and "Little Chili" clearly looked like a new account. So he just treated it as a joke.

But he knew he had to reply to the post. Web novel readers were the most adorable people, and Li Minghui didn't want to disappoint them. So he replied, "Everyone, rest assured, the contract has been sent out, and I won't abandon the book!"

After Li Minghui posted this, the readers who were waiting for updates immediately went wild, and the number of floors in the post kept increasing.

Thirty-first floor: "Hahaha, I got it, pat the author's back!"

Thirty-second floor: "The author has appeared, strong floor grab!"

Thirty-third floor: "The author has appeared. Rest assured, as soon as the signing status changes, I will definitely tip a patron, I promise."

Seeing the reply on the thirty-third floor, Li Minghui was taken aback, "Is Little Chili really a wealthy woman?"

However, Li Minghui didn't think too much about it. Getting a patron would be great, but if not, he wouldn't be too concerned. As "Zhu Xian" progressed, the plot would become even more exciting, and the various setups and foreshadowing would gradually come to light, with suspense and climaxes far surpassing the current level.

The later floors became a bit off-topic, with various comments about the wealthy woman and the author. Li Minghui found it hard to take, so he checked the rankings again and found that the book had reached the top ten in its category. He smiled and logged out of the website, then began to read calmly.

However, as he delved deeper into reading, he increasingly realized that online literature could give him a certain freedom of thought, but it did little to improve his writing skills or literary depth. Frowning, Li Minghui thought about downloading some literary classics online, but he knew that reading on a phone was not ideal for in-depth study.

"Should I spend money to buy a book?"

Thinking of the high cost of genuine books, Li Minghui felt a pang of pain.

However, he quickly made up his mind. This money had to be spent, even if it was already the end of the month, and he needed to send money to his parents and pay off his student loans. He had to buy the book.

This parallel world was astonishingly similar to Li Minghui's previous life. Since he had become Li Minghui in this world, he had to take on the responsibilities of this Li Minghui.

The creative software could make Li Minghui a genius in novel writing, with outstanding talent and inspiration. However, no matter how high his talent, he still needed to acquire knowledge to convert it into value. Currently, he was like a person sitting on a gold mine without the tools to dig. This knowledge and vocabulary were the tools he needed to mine the vast gold mine of novel writing.

Thinking this, Li Minghui decided to act. He bit the bullet and sent the 800 yuan for his student loan and 1,000 yuan for his family, and bought a well-made genuine literary classic.

Looking at his bank card, which had shrunk by 2,000 yuan, Li Minghui smiled bitterly. He now had to make a profit within two months, or he would have to go hungry and worry his family.

Thinking of his family, Li Minghui, who had been away from home for over a year, felt a bit homesick. However, he quickly put aside his homesickness. He was at the lowest point in his life, but Li Minghui believed that as long as he worked hard, with the creative software, he could transform his life into a brilliant turnaround!

Back in the basement, Li Minghui opened the first page of the classic and began to read. However, after just a few sentences, he felt a headache. For Li Minghui, who was used to reading fast-paced web novels, this classic was difficult to read. However, he knew that while web novels were enjoyable and he could read millions of words a day, they were fast-food literature. They could satisfy his spiritual "hunger," but to absorb nutrients, he needed a discerning eye.

Using the creative software could give him this ability, but it required mental energy, and he only had two uses per day, totaling four hours. Time was precious, and he couldn't afford to do this.

Therefore, despite the headache and pain, Li Minghui slowly read word by word. He felt like a primary school student struggling to read, and his reading speed was like a snail's crawl.

Speaking of snails, Li Minghui's mind wandered. He suddenly remembered a joke he had seen online: "A snail was moving slowly when suddenly a turtle zoomed past and hit the snail, injuring it. The snail was taken to the hospital, and the police asked, 'Did you see the culprit?' The snail cried, 'Damn, it was too fast, I couldn't see clearly!'"

Li Minghui now felt that his reading speed was like a snail's crawl, and even the turtle's speed seemed super-fast to him. Two hours passed, and it was already evening, but Li Minghui had only managed to read half a page. The slow pace was driving him crazy.

"God, I used to be a reading expert, reading millions of words a day, and now I can't even finish half a page. Is half a page even 100 words?"

Don't exaggerate, but it was true. These classics, though rich in literature, were indeed difficult to read, and to absorb their essence, he had to read slowly and carefully.

After dinner, Li Minghui read for another hour and managed to finish one page by 8 PM. At this point, his mental energy was fully restored. Excited, he immediately cheered, put down the book, and rushed to the computer.

"This is too painful, these classics are not for human consumption!"

Li Minghui shouted, but then his eyes lit up. "Although I only read one page, I read it carefully. I wonder if using the creative software to become a 100% brainpower novel writing genius will spark some inspiration?"

The more he thought, the more excited Li Minghui became. He felt his spirit was overly excited, and his adrenaline was pumping. Without hesitation, he used his mental energy to click on the creative software and then the novel writing icon.

Suddenly, Li Minghui felt like he had transformed. Although he was still excited, his eyes had a certain sparkle. In his mind, countless plots turned into words, and while some words remained simple and straightforward, others had a deeper flavor, adding a touch of brilliance to the text. Although the improvement was subtle, it was indeed there...

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