The next day, noon. Yujing Terrace.
The secretaries at the secretariat had just finished their current phase of work and were gathered together, drinking refreshing herbal tea and chatting about recent amusing events.
Just as they were chatting happily, a young girl in purple walked into the secretariat.
"Good morning, Lady Keqing."
Everyone greeted her one after another, asking, "Excuse us, Lady Keqing, but do you have any work-related instructions for coming to the secretariat?"
As they spoke, they suddenly noticed that the purple-clad girl's eyes were red and slightly swollen.
It looked as if... she had been crying?
But how could that decisive and vigorous Lady Keqing possibly cry?
Moreover, for her eyes to be that red, she had obviously been crying for a long time...
Could it be that something major has happened in Liyue?
The group collectively shuddered.
But thinking about it carefully, that didn't seem right either. If something major had happened in Liyue, they would be the ones to know first.
Then... could it be relationship trouble?
The crowd gasped in unison.
It's possible!
After all, Lady Keqing is at that age.
"You don't need to worry. I'm just here to return a book Senior Ganyu lent me."
Keqing waved her hand and explained.
"Is that so? Secretary Ganyu is in her office."
"Mhm."
Keqing nodded and walked into Ganyu's office.
"Come to think of it, Secretary Ganyu really has been holding a book and reading it during her breaks these past two days. Could it be the one in Lady Keqing's hand?"
"It is indeed that one. I think it's a book called Your Lie in April."
"Why don't we go buy a copy to read as well?"
The secretaries discussed it animatedly and agreed to go to Wanwen Bookhouse for a good browse together after lunch.
Meanwhile, Fang Qiu was curled up under her covers, fast asleep.
After returning to Liyue Harbor yesterday, she took a bath, had a meal at Wanmin Restaurant, and went straight home.
Because the physical exertion had been a bit too much, she fell into a deep sleep the moment she collapsed onto the bed.
It wasn't until high noon, when sunlight poured through the window and onto her body, that Fang Qiu slowly woke up, sighing deeply.
"It seems the purchase of a folding screen is imminent."
Sleep deprivation is a writer's greatest enemy.
She lay in bed, staring at the ceiling, falling into deep contemplation.
So bored...
Having just woken up, she had no appetite, didn't want to move, and didn't want to work.
If this were her past life, she would have turned over, grabbed her phone, and started reading novels or scrolling through videos.
Occasionally, if she scrolled past a particularly hype video, she would get excited, then silently turn over to change her lying position, only to switch back to the previous position because the charging cable was too short.
However, now...
Forget scrolling through videos; even just to read a book, she had to go out to Wanwen Bookhouse to buy one.
"The Liyue Qixing need to step up their game. With the current rate of development, when will they lead Liyue toward a modern civilization?"
Fang Qiu sighed faintly.
If it weren't for her lack of scientific knowledge, she would have already taken blueprints for a steam engine to the Liyue officials, ushering in a technological explosion for Liyue. With the mighty power of Liyue's Visions, she believed the development of several centuries from her past life could be compressed into a mere few decades. By then, planes would fill the sky, trains and cars would cover the land, ten-thousand-ton ships would launch, and skyscrapers and high-tech chips would be everywhere.
Liyue's goal would shift from merely enjoying historical prosperity to looking up at the starry sky and stepping into the sea of stars.
But alas... she was just a salted fish.
Her understanding of steam engines was limited to boiling water to convert steam into power.
As for the age of electricity, she knew even less.
Only the concepts.
However, she heard that Snezhnaya seemed to already have similar technology. Aren't Liyue's rulers anxious?
Hopefully, Liyue's administrators will work hard.
Back to sleep.
Fang Qiu sat up, grabbed a towel to cover her eyes, and went back to sleep.
Time passed slowly, and a week went by.
During this week, aside from the few times Hu Tao invited her out, Fang Qiu stayed at home resting.
She also took the opportunity to buy a folding screen.
Over this week, Fang Qiu was shocked to discover that the power of her Vision had more than doubled.
The current her should be able to easily handle at least small Slimes.
However, facing large Slimes... she estimated she still couldn't beat them.
Fang Qiu lay in bed, doing nothing.
Just then, a knock sounded at the door.
Fang Qiu impatiently tried to sit up, but her body was too frail. Her sit-up failed, so she rolled over and finally crawled out of bed.
Who is it... so early...
Could it be Hu Tao?
After Fang Qiu tidied her appearance, she opened the door to see a black-haired woman with a beautiful face standing outside.
"Sister Bai, good afternoon. Is something the matter?"
Fang Qiu greeted her with a tranquil smile.
Standing outside the door was none other than her editor, Bai Qing.
"The sales figures are out, so I brought them for you to see. I also wanted to discuss the new book while I'm here."
Bai Qing took out a document and said, "Well? Do you want to guess the numbers?"
"One thousand copies?"
Fang Qiu asked tentatively.
"Guess again."
Bai Qing smiled and shook her head.
"Two thousand?"
"Guess again."
"Should I guess higher or lower?"
"Alright, alright, I won't tease you anymore. See for yourself."
Saying this, Bai Qing handed the document in her hand to Fang Qiu.
"I see."
Fang Qiu took the document and looked at it.
When she saw her sales figures, Fang Qiu's delicate body couldn't help but tremble.
Sales volume: ten thousand!
Hiss...
Seeing that massive sales number, Fang Qiu couldn't help but suck in a breath of cold air.
The price of her book was twenty Mora per copy, with a sales volume of ten thousand.
That meant, excluding costs, her book had generated at least over a hundred thousand Mora in profit within a week.
And she herself would receive tens of thousands of Mora!
Earning tens of thousands of Mora in a week?
She made a killing.
She would never have to worry about survival again.
Moreover, things like books generate residual income.
Although the subsequent income certainly wouldn't be as high as the first week's sales, just the first week's income alone was enough so she wouldn't worry about food or drink for the next few months, and could even live a relatively affluent life.
As a salted fish, Fang Qiu was already satisfied.
"I also have some selected reader feedback letters here. Do you want to take a look?"
Bai Qing opened a folder filled with letters.
"Let me see."
Fang Qiu opened an envelope with a faint smile.
Inside the letter, there was only one short sentence:
"Fang Qiu! Screw your ancestors! Give me back Kaori!"
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