Let alone the literary value, Battle Through the Heavens was much better than the Monogatari series. In terms of earning money, this book was even better than the Sword and Sword Realm. From his previous life's experience, he knew that the book's revenue from just the sales of the book alone was 10 billion yen.
How many young people could understand literature?
Can that thing be eaten?
After finishing the first five chapters of Battle Through the Heavens, Mika turned to writing the Monogatari series.
This book was full of nonsense, but the nonsense was written in an interesting way. Since it could make money, these things were not nonsense.
After all, value was given by people.
In her previous life, Haze of Three Thousand Academies had watched The Story of Metamorphosis as a bedtime movie. She lay under the blanket and watched the characters in the movie talk nonsense. Unknowingly, she fell asleep.
However, in terms of literary value, the Monogatari series was indeed better than Battle Through the Heavens. Haze Mikenen's idea was simple. Battle Through the Heavens and the Monogatari series were a perfect combination of two swords. Both sides would make up for each other's shortcomings and try to satisfy as many readers as possible.
In her previous life, she didn't feel anything when she read it, but after she wrote it word by word, she found it very interesting.
Battle Through the Heavens was fun to watch, but the Monogatari series was extremely interesting. Whether it was the setting or the bickering, it was very fun.
Well, there was no main storyline in the Monogatari series.
This book was about a phenomenon, not what the protagonist did.
After Arashi of the Three-Thousand Nunnery finished writing a chapter about 10,000 words, she immediately uploaded it. She looked at the time and saw that it was already nine o'clock at night. Just as she was about to go out for supper and return to work, her phone rang.
"Hello, is this Mr. Lan? I am the editor of the Immortal River Literature. Are you the author who published the Sword God Realm, Mr. Lan?”
A young man's voice came from the phone. Arashi of the Three-Thousand Nunnery was a little surprised when she heard it. The editor actually called at this time when she sent the email in the morning?
"Yes, it's me. What's the matter?”
Mist of the Three Thousand Academies was not surprised at all that the Saber-Sword Divine Territory had passed the review.
"Um…are you really sixteen?”
"That's right."
"..." There was a gasp from the other end of the phone, as if she was very surprised.
"I'm sorry, I'm the editor of Undying River Literature. Mr. Lan, are you free now? Just as you've thought, the Sword and Sword God's Domain has already passed the review and is currently in the process of being finalized with the two books. If you're free, I think it would be great if I could have a face-to-face talk with Mr. Lan.”
Upon hearing this, Mist of the Three-Thousand Courtyard curled her lips slightly. There was no need to doubt the Saber-Sword God's Domain. This editor must have some personal request to call at nine o'clock in the evening and request a face-to-face conversation, right?
"No problem. May I know your name?”
"I am Xichuan Sun."
"Then, Mr. Nishikawa, let's meet at the KFC at Chiba Station at 9:30.”
After hanging up the phone, Arashi Mikenazu started to think. The reason why the editor called so late was because the novel, the Saber-Sword Realm, was very popular. Also, he had something on his mind. Any of these things were not a problem for Arashi Mikenazu, who was familiar with negotiations.
Arashi of the Three-Thousand Institute could easily become the CEO of a company. He was not afraid at all now. He went out and called a taxi, rushing to Chiba Station.
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At around six o'clock, the Undying River Literature was having a regular editing meeting before the weekend.
There was a blackboard on the side of the long table, and on it were written in large characters--
Many editors were quite dissatisfied with this meeting. It was supposed to start at four o'clock in the afternoon, but they had to wait for two hours.
What was the managing editor up to?
Xichuan Sun sat at the end of the table and chatted with his colleagues.
"The industry has been in a slump recently. The topics we usually discuss are definitely not related to the market…"
"Yeah, we're just editors. We don't understand these things at all.”
"But…Chief Editor Lu Chuan seems to be reading a novel.”Xichuan was a rich second-generation heir, and he was very casual in his work. The chief editor couldn't criticize him. Among his colleagues, he was the one who had a better grasp of the higher-ups.
Wasn't it very common for the sons of the company's higher-ups to come over for an internship and be slightly gilded?
At this moment, Xichuan was also quite depressed." Chief Editor Lu Chuan is actually engrossed in reading a novel. I think this meeting is most likely related to that novel. I think it's called 'Sword God Realm' or something."”
"Nishiwa-kun, are you saying…the chief editor left us here for two hours just to read a novel?”
" Shhh…" Xichuan made a shushing gesture at the same time and pointed at the door.
A middle-aged man walked in, and the editors who had been whispering to each other immediately quieted down. After the middle-aged man took his seat, he directly called out Xichuan Sun.
" I'll give you ten minutes to finish reading the first chapter of this book. Then, contact the author and use Plan A to draft the contract. You can do this over the weekend.”
Nishikawa rolled his eyes. The weekend was over again, and he still had to work. Japan was really troublesome. He was clearly the son of a director, but he had to be ordered around by an editor. Although he was the chief editor, wasn't he just a part-time worker?
Now, he didn't even have time to play games!
Xichuan reluctantly took the document and glanced at it before standing up.
Even if it was a game, it was not a joke.
A completely virtual reality online game. The player's life would end together with his death in reality.
Compared to Xichuan, whose eyes were shining, the editors around him were already gasping.
Now, they finally knew what the words on the blackboard meant…
Market conversion…Plan A.
This was the rhythm of creating a god.
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