I write novels in Liyue

"What are you looking at?"

"I'm puzzled," said the young female attendant.

"I have a feeling that Zhongli has something on his mind again today."

Hu Tao stroked her chin, her face showing an expression that said she had seen through everything, and said with a playful look.

"Indeed, there are some."

The young female attendant nodded and said.

"Do you think he might...? Hehe, oh well, let him be."

Hu Tao blinked with a playful look on her face and said.

"Could it be something?" the young female attendant asked doubtfully.

"It cannot be spoken, it cannot be spoken."

Hu Tao waved with a smile, walked back to the bench, picked up the book, and said, "Hurry up and read it. After we finish, let's go to Wanmintang for a good meal, without Zhongli."

"Then I'll really look forward to the Hall Master treating us."

The young maid smiled and sat down opposite Hu Tao. Just as she was about to pick up her book, Hu Tao slapped her thigh and said:

"I have a new idea!"

"What new idea?"

The young female attendant looked puzzled.

“Print advertisements for Wangshengtang’s package deals on umbrellas, and then give them to people who didn’t bring umbrellas on snowy days.”

Hu Tao said excitedly, "Firstly, it can help others. Secondly, most people won't just throw away an umbrella after using it once. They'll take it out and use it every time it snows or rains. Every time they use it, they'll see the advertisement. And when they're holding the umbrella, others will see it too. So over time, the advertisement for Wangshengtang will become deeply ingrained in people's minds! What do you think?"

……

P.S.: I stayed up late to write this extra chapter in order to support the author's new book. I haven't slept yet, so I'm finally getting around to adjusting my sleep schedule.

The author's book is about Honkai Impact 3rd; you can check it out if you're interested.

Before the Demise of a Pre-Civilization, I Awakened to a Life Simulator

Having transmigrated to a pre-collapse civilization, Xu Wencan, knowing the world was fraught with disaster and having no special abilities, only wanted to survive in the chaotic world.

So he disguised himself as an ordinary student at Chiyu Academy, quietly waiting for the third Honkai outbreak.

However, things are not that simple—

"Beep, your life simulator has been activated."

"..."

Unable to escape the vortex of the world, Xu Wencan chose to strengthen himself through a simulator.

He was the new Destiny Elder who had always been by Otto and Kallen's side.

He was the only one who could understand Möbius.

He is the leader who leads the Moths of Fire amidst the chaos, fighting against the Honkai.

He was the unparalleled one who burned his life to save Changkong City and led Fu Hua into the world of the Fire Moth.

Countless simulations, countless real-life experiences.

Everything is for the purpose of completely extinguishing the Honkai within the pre-civilization and protecting human civilization.

"Humanity will surely defeat the Honkai."

Faced with the surging Honkai beasts from the previous civilization, Xu Wencan, empowered by countless blessings, waved his hand—

Mimicry. Heavenly Fire Judgment emerged from his hand.

Chapter 288 More Important Than the World (Part 2)

"Uh...that's not a good idea."

The young maid paused in her book-flipping motion and said hesitantly.

"What's wrong with it?"

Hu Tao was taken aback and asked, "You mean the umbrellas are too expensive to make? Don't worry about that. I have some connections with the second young master of the Feiyun Chamber of Commerce, so I should be able to get a considerable discount."

"That's not it."

The young female attendant shook her head, both amused and exasperated, and said, "Wouldn't it be scary to leave an umbrella from the ancestral hall at home?"

"Scary? What's scary about it? They'll all be guests in the future."

"Hu Tao said."

"That's a matter for the future. People are still quite reluctant to talk about death."

"That's what the young lady said."

There's a line in Fang Qiu's book that goes, "Live life to the fullest, and die without regrets."

Hu Tao waved her hand and said, "As long as it's not an accidental death, but a normal birth, aging, illness and death, I don't think there's anything to be ashamed of, right?"

"It's not up to you to decide; it's up to them to decide, isn't it?"

"I can't help it," the young female attendant said helplessly.

"I'm trying to make them feel the same way: birth, aging, sickness, and death, all things in the universe, are within our control."

Hu Tao said, "Alright, it's settled then. I'll go to the Feiyun Chamber of Commerce to order it tomorrow."

"Ok."

Yi Guan Xiao Mei glanced helplessly at Hu Tao, knowing that she couldn't change the hall master's decision, so she stopped trying to persuade him.

After all, despite Lao Meng's long-term persuasion, Hu Tao still didn't change back to the "Buy one get one free, buy two get three free, the more you buy, the more you get" slogan.

Looking at the passage in the book where Amano Hina clasped her hands together and summoned a clear sky, Kurumi stretched and looked up at the sky.

"It seems like the snow is getting heavier."

Under the pitch-black night, a powerful wind, carrying swirling snowflakes, howled across the sky above Liyue Harbor, then swept away into the distance.

The wind blew the snow past the lanterns hanging on both sides of Feiyunpo Street, brushed past Zhongli who was walking on the bluestone street with an umbrella, and finally landed on Jiang Qinji, the tavern owner who was staring blankly at the chatting and laughing novel lovers upstairs in Wanwenjishe.

The cold, shards of snow slapped haphazardly against my body.

Fang Qiu... actually wrote a happy ending this time?

I'm worried.

Could Fang Qiu really believe in love, change his ways, and stop writing tragedies, as those people say?

I don't want that kind of thing!

Without Fang Qiu's book, the tavern's monthly income would be significantly lower...

No, next time I run into Fang Qiu, I'll have to subtly ask her if her new book has a tragedy or a happy ending.

She sighed, walked down from Wanwenji House, and returned to the entrance of her tavern.

There were already some people inside the tavern.

But business is nowhere near as booming as it used to be.

Just as she was sighing, she suddenly saw a white-haired woman with an ethereal aura riding on an oil-paper umbrella.

It's Fang Qiu.

Unexpectedly, Fang Qiu arrived as soon as he was mentioned.

Just as she smiled and was about to greet her and subtly try to get some information about Fang Qiu, the woman in white walked straight past her without even glancing at her.

Eh?

She was stunned.

what's the situation?

Why doesn't Fang Qiu even glance at me?

Was it because the snow was too heavy and they were in a hurry to get home that they didn't look in their direction?

Or perhaps, when did I offend Fang Qiu?

Watching the woman in white walk away, the tavern owner looked somewhat bewildered and a little aggrieved on her intellectual, fair face.

Previously, regardless of whether it was sunny or rainy, Fang Qiu would always greet her when she passed by, as long as she was at the door.

Why are they ignoring me this time?

Just then.

A tall, upright figure holding an umbrella passed by the white-haired woman and walked up to her.

"Mr. Zhongli, good evening. Have you finished reading the book? Are you satisfied?"

The tavern owner let out a long sigh, suppressing Fang Qiu's matter in her heart, and greeted Zhong Li.

"I've finished reading it, and I'm fairly satisfied."

Zhong Li nodded and then asked, "Madam, are there any seats left in the tavern?"

"Yes, there are plenty."

The tavern owner said, "Your usual spot is also empty."

Although she was very worried, she still answered Zhongli's question in a very cheerful tone.

"Ah."

Zhongli nodded and said, "Two jugs of the finest osmanthus wine. Go prepare the wine, and I'll go to my seat myself."

"Ah."

The tavern owner nodded.

She went to the counter, prepared two jugs of fine osmanthus wine for Zhongli, and placed them on the table where Zhongli was sitting by the window, gazing at the snowy scenery outside in contemplation.

"Mr. Zhongli, please enjoy your meal."