I asked you to write a light novel, but you wrote about living?

Yu Wen leaned back in the somewhat uncomfortable leather wheelchair and gently turned his aching neck.

His gaze returned to the optical computer in front of him, whose screen edges were already yellowed and worn.

In the lower right corner of the screen, the settlement progress bar of the Weiguang platform's financial system is fully full, turning into a reassuring green.

With a soft "ding," a long string of numbers steadily entered his personal credit account.

The guillotine that had been weighing on the original owner's heart and hanging over his head could finally be completely removed.

Yu Wen gripped the mouse and clicked on the enforcement page of the federal judicial system.

The page's UI design exudes a cold, metallic feel.

He skillfully entered "Star Shine Studio"'s corporate account number in the payee field, and then entered "3,000,000" in the repayment amount field.

Move the cursor down and hover over the prominent "Confirm Repayment" button at the bottom.

Yu Wen clicked the left mouse button.

A gray gear representing data processing appears in the center of the page and begins to slowly rotate.

One second, two seconds.

The expected crisp "transfer successful" notification tone did not sound.

The gray gear suddenly stopped, and then, without warning, the entire border of the screen flashed a blinding red light.

A huge warning box with the logo of the Federal Commercial Court popped up in the center of the screen, completely obscuring the transfer page:

Operation failed (Error code: 403-B)

[System notification: Due to an emergency asset preservation order issued today by the Federal Commercial Court, your personal credit account and all related fund transfer permissions have been forcibly frozen.]

[Reason for account freeze: Investigation into suspected illegal fund transfers. Account unfreezing is pending further judicial ruling.]

Yu Wen stared at the few lines of cold, bold text. His fingers, which had been resting on the mouse, tightened slightly and stopped in mid-air.

"Fix the assets?"

He frowned slightly.

This doesn't make any sense from a business perspective.

Repaying debts is justified.

If Xinghui Studio simply wanted to get back the three million yuan penalty for breach of contract, there was absolutely no reason for them to apply to the court to freeze the account at the crucial moment when he was about to transfer the money.

This is tantamount to pushing away the real money that is offered to you.

Unless... they simply don't want him to pay back the money.

Why don't you want him to pay it back?

Yu Wen leaned back in his worn-out wheelchair, quickly going through the events that had happened in his mind.

Last night, when the novel "To Live" became a viral sensation, a group of highly professional smear campaign trolls suddenly appeared in the comments section.

Early this morning, the two debt collectors who were supposed to arrive at noon came to the door ahead of time. Upon seeing the old mechanical keyboard, they immediately recognized him as "Yu Huashi".

After those two people left, they must have immediately reported the matter to Star Shine Studio.

All the clues intertwined, and the answer was becoming clear.

Xinghui Studio, or rather, Pei Zhixing, the platinum-level author who plagiarized the original work back then, already knows who wrote "To Live".

The original owner was driven to his death by this exorbitant breach of contract penalty.

Now, the other side has discovered that he is not only alive, but has also returned with a legendary book, "Living."

Once this penalty is settled, he will not only be able to break free from the unfair contracts of the past and regain his freedom, but he will also be able to expose the shady dealings of Xinghui's "plagiarism" at any time.

So, the other party got anxious.

They used the privileged access to the upper district to freeze the accounts directly by taking advantage of the time difference.

The goal is singular: to block the path to repayment and force Yu Wen to default on the payment by midnight tonight.

Once the countdown reaches zero, the underlying enforcement procedure will be legally activated, physically silencing him completely.

Yu Wen looked at the warning box on the screen, a cold smile curving his lips.

That's really ruthless.

The original owner was killed once by this cannibalistic set of rules, and now these people have set their sights on "To Live," wanting to crush him again using the same methods.

Unfortunately, the person sitting here now is no longer that lowly rat who could only wait to die in despair in the basement, but Yu Huashi, the author of "To Live".

Yu Wen sighed softly.

Last night, Chang Liren, the CEO of the Weiguang platform, called me personally and offered to give me a special creative fund.

He refused outright at the time.

In his previous life, he believed that as long as he had enough money to pay off his debts, he would be fine. He didn't want to owe others too many favors, nor did he want to be too deeply tied to the platform from the beginning.

But now it seems he underestimated the cyber age.

In this world completely monopolized by tycoons and privileges, it is simply a pipe dream for people at the bottom to fight on their own.

To live a stable life, one needs not only money, but also enormous capital and powerful backers to counteract privilege.

Since the other party has already overturned the table, he no longer needs to worry about social niceties.

Yu Wen opened the virtual communication panel in the lower right corner of the computer, found the high-encryption dedicated line that Chang Liren had just left, and dialed it back directly.

The call was answered after only one ring.

"Teacher Yu?"

Chang Liren's voice came through, carrying a clear sense of importance and concern:

"Is there anything in the epilogue that requires platform cooperation?"

"President Chang, let's put the epilogue aside for now."

Yu Wen spoke calmly and went straight to the point:

"I'm in a bit of trouble. My personal credit account has just been frozen by Xinghui Studio. I have a three million yuan penalty for breach of contract that will be overdue because I can't transfer the money at midnight tonight."

There was a sudden silence on the other end of the phone.

In his office in Zhongcheng District, Chang Liren was leaning back in his leather chair, drinking water, when he heard this and paused slightly.

Starry Night Studio? Account frozen? Overdue at midnight tonight?

Isn't that the brand of that platinum-level author under Yuntu Literature? How did Teacher Yu get involved with them? And why is he incurring breach of contract penalties?

Although Chang Liren was unaware of Yu Wen's past background, he was even more unaware of any grudges between the two.

But he was a seasoned veteran in the capital world, and his business acumen immediately kicked in when he heard the words "asset preservation" and "overdue until midnight tonight".

Regardless of the previous disputes, Yuntu and Xinghui's use of judicial privilege to freeze accounts at this critical juncture is too despicable and their purpose is too obvious.

This is an attempt to eliminate the "living god of wealth" that Weiguang has painstakingly unearthed in the lower city area before Weiguang platform can push "Living" to its peak!

"Teacher Yu, I won't ask about the details yet."

Chang Liren's voice turned serious: "They calculated the time difference precisely, trying to use standard legal procedures to stall you... I'll handle this matter."

After hanging up the communication, Chang Liren pressed the internal emergency call button on his desk.

"Get the general counsel and the chief financial officer to my office immediately!"