I write novels in Liyue

I'm writing a novel in Liyue. (Author: Orange Sparkling Water)

Fang Qiu, who had finally written a hit novel, died from overwork the night before its release and was transported to the continent of Teyvat. To solve his food and clothing problems, Fang Qiu picked up his pen again.

"I, Fang Qiu, have a dream: to become a great writer of healing stories!" Some time later, Fang Qiu found a scrap collector in Liyue.

"Boss, how much are the razor blades per pound?"

Chapter 1 Jueyun Pepper Stir-fried Slime

Liyue Harbor.

The sun blazed fiercely outside the window; it was the height of summer.

But Fang Qiu inside the window had icy hands and feet and was trembling all over. She looked at the bronze mirror in front of her and almost burst into tears.

The mirror reflected a graceful, ethereal woman with white hair, dressed in a moon-white robe, her face glistening with tears.

The woman was extremely beautiful, serene and elegant; I felt pity for her.

Even she herself couldn't help but feel pity when she saw it.

However, although she appeared weak and powerless, her scarlet eyes held a hint of aloofness that kept people at a distance.

She possesses a captivating beauty, an innate allure, and an icy demeanor—these three contradictory qualities are perfectly blended within her.

Fang Qiu felt an irresistible urge to seduce this sickly, classically beautiful woman.

If this classical beauty weren't herself.

Fang Qiu pinched herself hard a few times, leaving red marks on her fair face, before she finally accepted reality.

That's right.

I've traveled through time.

In her past life, she was an ordinary writer who made a living by writing novels.

Finally, hard work pays off.

After writing two or three million words of novels, her new book has finally come out on top, receiving the website's top recommendation and already having 300,000 favorites before it was even released. It is about to soar to new heights.

Just as she was about to reach the pinnacle of her life, with the release of her book marking the birth of a new supreme god, she stayed up all night writing extra chapters and died suddenly.

It was released the day before it was scheduled to go on sale.

Life is so hard; they won't even let her see the first day's subscription.

With one blink of an eye, I'm in this world.

However, since we're already here, we should still try to live well.

It's quite a coincidence.

This frail body is also named Fang Qiu, and like her, it is also a novelist.

Based on her memories, Fang Qiu also gained some understanding of this world.

This world is called the continent of Teyvat.

The country she lives in is called Liyue, a land where gods and humans coexist, similar to the ancient kingdom of her previous life.

This ancient kingdom, which has existed for 3,700 years, is now ruled by the Liyue Seven Stars after the passing of the Geo Archon.

It can be considered a peaceful and prosperous place.

Besides gods and immortals, there exists something in this world called the Eye of God.

With it, one can possess superhuman power without having to become inhuman.

And she happens to possess an Ice-attribute Eye of God.

However, her divine eye is different from others.

Fang Qiu looked at the dimmed Eye of God at his waist and fell silent.

That's right, her Divine Eye is very weak.

According to the memories of the predecessor, it could at most condense into an ice pop.

It's okay for cooling off in the summer, but if you use it for fighting, it probably couldn't even beat a water slime.

There's no way to make money with force anymore; it seems I can only rely on my old profession.

Typing!

According to this body's memories, the novel industry in Liyue was only in its early stages of development.

In other words, this is a great opportunity for me to show my skills.

The masterpieces of animation and novels from the past can all be localized and become bestsellers.

As a time traveler, it would be an insult to the title of time traveler to leave such a powerful cheat ability unused.

Just as Fang Qiu was pondering which book he should localize as his first step, his stomach suddenly started growling.

Speaking of which, it seems that the body's predecessor hadn't eaten for a full day and a half.

So hungry.

As the saying goes, sharpening your axe won't delay your woodcutting.

Fang Qiu decided to eat something first. However, when she took out her wallet and saw Mora inside, she couldn't help but fall into deep thought.

Twenty Mora...

hiss……

Is this amount of money enough for a bowl of noodles with meat?

hateful!

That's way too poor!

No wonder this body looks so delicate and sickly; it's because it's been starving.

Liyue Publishing pays royalties monthly, although there are only a few days left until then.

But according to Fang Qiu's memory, last month's royalties were only a little over a thousand moras.

This month will likely be much the same.

Is writing novels really a dead end?

Fang Qiu couldn't help but sigh.

However, on the other hand, this body is clearly as extraordinary and otherworldly as an immortal, with a cold and aloof temperament.

Unexpectedly, he turned out to be a penniless wretch who couldn't afford to eat.

A frail beauty in an iceberg sand sculpture?

Is this what they call contrast...?

Unexpectedly, not only could I not afford to eat because of writing in my previous life, but I still can't afford to eat because of writing in this life.

This is so true to life.

Just then, a knock sounded on the door.

"Huh? Who is it?"

Fang Qiu was taken aback.

Although it was a bit sudden, it was in Liyue Harbor after all, and it was broad daylight, so there was nothing to be afraid of.

After tidying her clothes, Fang Qiu opened the door.

A pretty young girl was standing outside the door.

The girl wore a long black robe with strange patterns, shorts, socks, and black shoes, and a black hat with a bunch of bright red plum blossoms pinned to the side of the hat.

Her brown twin tails swayed gently in the wind.

What attracted Fang Qiu's attention most were those plum blossom eyes, which added a touch of otherworldly beauty to the girl's pretty face.

Good afternoon! Have you eaten yet?

The girl waved and said with a smile.

Her smile was innocent and radiant, just like the sunshine outside the door.

"Hu Tao? What brings you here?"

Fang Qiu was slightly taken aback, but quickly retrieved the memories of the girl in front of him from his predecessor's memories.

Hu Tao, the 77th head of the Hall of Rebirth, is in charge of all funeral affairs in Liyue.

I've known Hu Tao for two or three years now.

Hu Tao is sixteen, and she is two years older than Hu Tao, being eighteen this year.

One is the head of the Rebirth Hall, and the other is a writer; both have bright futures.

"I closed a few big deals today and I'm in a good mood. I just happened to be passing by your house, so I thought I'd ask you out for dinner to celebrate."

Hu Tao chuckled and said.

"Okay."

Fang Qiu nodded.

As far as I can remember, ever since the original body started writing the novel, Hu Tao has been coming to see her every few days.

Initially, I hoped she could promote the business of Wangshengtang in her novel.

Later, it turned into helping her out.

He would visit her every few days to invite her to dinner.

Although Fang Qiu didn't really want to eat and drink for free, her body betrayed her intentions.

At worst, I can slip some personal endorsements into the books to give Wangshengtang a good publicity boost.

After locking the doors and windows, Fang Qiu followed Hu Tao out the door.