What To Do If The Heroine Escapes From The Book

When others split their souls and leave for three days, it’s usually for cultivation.

When Chu Ge leaves for three days, it’s for writing.

In reality, Qiu Wuji felt a bit sorry for him, the writing dog.

The foolish child, clickety-clack, typing away, finishes a chapter and uploads it right away.

He’s like a robot. Qiu Wuji has to physically hold down his mouse, reserving a portion as drafts each day. Otherwise, this semi-sentient being would send out all the drafts he’s written, other than eating, for every minute of the day.

That would be too much!

At least now she’s saved around ten to twenty thousand words. When Chu Ge finished bathing and saw it, he laughed, “My virtuous helper! Truly an assistant! I’ll give you a raise!”

“Pass,” Qiu Wuji said, holding a big teddy bear, lazily leaning on the couch and watching TV. “You don’t have much money right now either. Check if the copyright fees have arrived. Once they do, you’ll have to pay Old Zhu for the company, and what’s left will be for employee salaries and office expenses… You may think you’re rich, but you’re still quite bare.”

“Oh, the comic is pretty popular, it should break even, and the company itself has other comics in operation, so there will be returns. It’s just that the funds haven’t come back so quickly,” Chu Ge said, sitting down beside her with a smile. “Hey, you seem to know quite a bit about this stuff now?”

“I’ve been going to the company every day while you were doing your writing machine thing. Fortunately, Mengmeng knows quite a bit, otherwise I’d be completely lost. This is quite different from managing a sect…”

Chu Ge couldn’t help but laugh. “Actually, there are some similarities. After all, both involve managing people.”

“People management is common, but the economics are different. I still think Mengmeng and I are out of our depth.”

Qiu Wuji held the teddy bear and fell silent.

Chu Ge looked at her cute expression and couldn’t resist hugging her.

Qiu Wuji didn’t resist, the real-world assistant is different from the one in the book.

Chu Ge held her comfortably, resting his chin on her shoulder and asked, “How’s the comic been doing these past few days?”

“It’s third on the popularity chart,” Qiu Wuji said happily. “At this rate, it shouldn’t be difficult to get first place in the overall ranking.”

“Your art is the main reason for that…” Chu Ge commented, “Has it benefited the novel’s performance?”

“Oh, I haven’t paid attention to that, but I guess there might be some impact? I’ve been managing the book review section, and it seems like there are more people,” Qiu Wuji replied.

“Hmm…” Chu Ge thought for a moment. The performance of the novel and comic takes time to show results, and there wasn’t much to say in these past few days. He shifted the conversation back to the topic of the book. “By the way, if you’re interested in promoting changes in the foundational society over there, it might be a good idea to cooperate a bit with Xie Jiuxiao and Yan Qianli.”

Qiu Wuji chuckled, “You’re quite contradictory. On one hand, you’re preventing everyone from going against you, but on the other hand, you’re helping them rebel against heaven.”

“I’ve never stopped you from pursuing becoming real individuals, and I’m even happy to see it. It’s just that the methods are different. Why try to kill me or replace me at every turn? Can’t we discuss things together? It would be much better for all of us…”

Qiu Wuji held the teddy bear and said softly, “I might try to get involved in the mortal kingdom and start promoting reform in the political structure… I still don’t know how to advance productivity for now. I need to read more books.”

Chu Ge was actually looking forward to this. The Xinxia world he created had given rise to changes in the social system. Even though he had no intention of exploring this direction, who could say he couldn’t influence the world in his own way?

He replied, “Next time I go in, I’ll still accompany you to explore the world. Maybe I can offer you some advice from my perspective.”

Qiu Wuji fell silent for a moment and whispered, “Chu Ge…”

“Hmm?”

“You’re really good.”

Chu Ge smiled, lowered his head, and kissed her cheek.

Qiu Wuji turned her face slightly, and their lips met.

The big teddy bear fell to the floor, and the couple rolled on the couch.

After a while, the sound of heavy breathing came from the sofa. “No, don’t…”

“I’m just rubbing…”

“Get off. Do you think I haven’t read novels?!”

“Sob, sob. I shouldn’t have let you read real-world novels. You understand better than me.”

“I understand more than you… Xie Jiuxiao said I’m your underling, why didn’t you refute that?”

“Huh?”

“Are you just thinking about shameless things?!”

Chu Ge was beaten without understanding why.

They were just being affectionate, and now he was suddenly subjected to domestic violence for no apparent reason…

Chu Ge didn’t bother to ask. He activated his techniques and grabbed her little fists that were hammering his chest, pulling her into his embrace, and said with a smile, “No more snuggling, how about we try something else?”

“What other tricks do you have in mind?”

“It’s winter…”

Qiu Wuji finally remembered his constant desire to sleep together during the winter.

She blushed a little, leaning into Chu Ge’s embrace, thinking to herself that she actually wanted to cuddle with him too. But even on the couch, he couldn’t sit still and always wanted to snuggle. If they slept together on the same bed every day, who knows what might happen?

She didn’t know when he would take advantage of her.

It’s all his fault! Always thinking about those dirty things! It was just supposed to be a simple night’s sleep!

“You can take the lead!” Qiu Wuji got angry again, flipped Chu Ge over onto the couch, and went back to her room to write in her diary.

November 11th, Singles’ Day.

I really wanted to sleep with him, but he never wants to do anything good. So annoying.

But it seems like it’s just a matter of time. I’m so worried. How can I, Qiu Wuji, let a man do this to me before marriage…

And what about when he goes into the book? How will I face him then?

I’m just the underling of Heavenly Dao… Hmph, no!

The Heavenly Dao is so great, but I will definitely defy it!

On the other side, Chu Ge scratched his head, not sure whether to be amused or annoyed. Qiuqiu even used the word “lead” now. It’s getting hard for anyone to believe that she’s not a modern person anymore.

It was fortunate that she could maintain the cultivation novel style in her writing. Still, she found it difficult to choose words, sometimes using inappropriate phrases. It was no wonder Qiu Wuji had ideas about advancing the world’s changes. In the end, they would be able to speak the same way on both sides.

In any case, having a girlfriend by his side and still having to take the lead was really frustrating… Absolutely not! He wouldn’t give in even if he suffocated!

Time to do something else!

Chu Ge sat back at his computer, still sulking, and began to write the storyline for Yan Qianli.

“…Now, Yan Qianli had collected the Red Flame Dragon Bone in the desolate wasteland of the Southern Border and brought it back to the Flameheart Palace. He attempted to refine it into the foundation of his body. However, during the refining process, the dragon bone suddenly moved, and its dragon claw unexpectedly kicked Yan Qianli, sending him rolling.”

Yan Qianli was currently in the Flameheart Palace, refining the dragon bone. Everything was going smoothly until a dragon claw unexpectedly struck him in the face.

Yan Qianli was caught off guard and tumbled several times before finally stabilizing.

“???”

He was puzzled as he inspected the dragon bone again, but there were no signs of it coming to life…

“Baffled, Yan Qianli continued to examine the dragon bone. It appeared normal. He curiously circled around it, and just as he passed the direction of its tail, the tail suddenly swung from behind and smacked him, sending him tumbling like a dog rolling in the mud.”

“Boom!” The dragon tail swept over, and Yan Qianli fell miserably, his mouth full of molten lava.

“Damned Heavenly Dao, you were waiting to do this, weren’t you?” Yan Qianli finally understood everything. How could he not avoid this thing with his cultivation? In an instant, all his divine sense and awareness disappeared as if they had been manipulated. It had to be the work of Heavenly Dao, right?

Wait… you’re retaliating because I kicked you a few times? You actually planned this and warned me not to resist if I noticed signs of being manipulated…

I thought you were referring to the manipulation of resurrecting people. I didn’t expect it to be about this!

Yan Qianli almost sprayed out a mouthful of old blood. What a petty Heavenly Dao! Go to hell! I’m going to defy you no matter what!