QT: The Rescue Of The Miserable Bigshots-Chapter 332 - 11.5

After a walk that was nominally for companionship but in reality carried out under the silent coercion of a certain housekeeper, Jiang Jiamian finally sat down at his computer desk more than an hour later.

Zhou Mushen went off to tidy up other areas of the villa. Left alone at last, Jiang Jiamian turned on the computer and opened the novel the original owner had been serializing.

After all, in the original plot, he was merely the first stepping stone for the reborn protagonist, Li Zhe, nothing more than cannon fodder. Although the plot mentioned the title of his novel, it never described the actual content in detail.

The only way to know was to truly enter this body, accept the original owner’s memories, and personally open his computer.

The novel was called A Drunken Song of Swords.

It was a semi-fantasy system built upon traditional martial arts fiction, a system entirely conceived by the author. Because this framework had never appeared in existing genres, it was a completely original and novel setting.

As a result, the book had become extremely popular, further elevating the original owner’s already successful career.

Ironically, this very originality was also what led Li Zhe to establish his credibility after rebirth.

During an online argument, driven by nervousness and guilt, Li Zhe had deliberately spoiled it. The main plot lines, the outline, and even the fates of key characters were all exposed by Li Zhe under the pretense of speculating how he would write it if he were the author.

"Heh."

Jiang Jiamian curled his lips into a confident smile.

"Since he knows the plot and believes I can’t reasonably divert it, then I’ll let him experience what a real master looks like."

As long as he doesn’t follow the original path, once he confronts Li Zhe again, there’s no guarantee he won’t use the same dirty tricks. So from now on, he’ll just write an entirely different development, and give him a shock.

What kind of shock?

It was simple.

The very change in the next Chapter would be the shock.

Imagine someone who has been reborn and firmly believes they are the protagonist of the world, suddenly discovering that something has changed around them, and not because of anything they did. What would their first reaction be?

Naturally, self-doubt.

They would begin by doubting their own memory.

And that would only be the beginning.

If a single Chapter made them doubt themselves, then a completely unfamiliar plot would eventually make them question everything, whether their rebirth was real, and whether they were truly the only one who had been reborn.

Once that belief wavered, sooner or later, the so-called protagonist would collapse.

Ding!

Jiang Jiamian was deeply absorbed in reading the original owner’s previous Chapters and considering how to continue the story when a notification suddenly popped up.

The message flashed past quickly, but the bold words made his eyes widen. He immediately clicked into the backend page, and what he saw nearly made his jaw drop.

Shen Muzhou just rewarded A Drunken Song of Swords Magic castle worth 5000 Coins!

There was not one, but 300 of them!

Magic Castles were one of the platform’s premium gifts. Jiang Jiamian quickly did the math, one castle was worth 5,000 coins, roughly a hundred dollars.

Thirty thousand dollars.

Jiang Jiamian’s expression stiffened. As if sensing something, he opened the comment section.

Sure enough, the newest comment at the top was from the top reader himself: "The author has been on hiatus for three days. I’ve followed this book from the beginning. No matter what the author has encountered, I hope he can pick himself up and continue updating. This reward is merely encouragement. As long as updates resume steadily, it won’t be the last."

Not only had Shen Muzhou commented, below him, the comment section was already in an uproar.

Whether authors or readers, countless users had replied in amazement at the sheer generosity.

Of course, there were also sour remarks, calling him stupid and rich, obsessed with novels, or a frivolous rich second-generation with money to burn.

Scrolling down, Jiang Jiamian felt almost numb.

He expressionlessly opened the bestseller rankings. 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝚠𝚎𝚋𝗻𝗼𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝚘𝐦

As expected, bolstered by the massive rewards, A Drunken Song of Swords, despite being on hiatus for several days, was firmly ranked first on the daily, weekly, and monthly charts.

The daily and weekly rankings could be boosted quickly by gifts, but the monthly chart reflected sustained performance. The original owner’s consistent popularity over the past month, combined with Shen Muzhou’s repeated rewards, had pushed it solidly to the top.

Buzz!

Just as Jiang Jiamian was about to exit the page and continue planning the next Chapter, his phone vibrated.

The original owner had only enabled notifications from his editor. Without hesitation, Jiang Jiamian swiped open the message.

Snippy: "Did you see it?! DID YOU SEE IT?! Shen Muzhou rewarded you!!! Three hundred Magic Castles!!! I’m dying of envy! Hurry up and write! You have to keep him hooked!"

Jiang Jiamian tapped the phone lightly and replied: "Currently brainstorming."

"Good, good! We absolutely can’t miss another update today! That new novel, Legacy of the Fallen Gods, only has a few hundred thousand words and it’s already in the top twenty! At this rate, it’ll catch up to yours soon!"

Jiang Jiamian paused.

Catch up to the original owner?

Ha.

In the original plot, Li Zhe didn’t just want to catch up, he used underhanded methods after being questioned, completely shattering the original owner’s confidence, ruining his serialized work, and causing his reputation among readers to collapse.

After a moment of thought, Jiang Jiamian opened the writing software and began typing rapidly.

Having passed through countless worlds, his knowledge and experience far exceeded that of an ordinary modern person. He had even personally witnessed many of the worlds described in novels.

For him, altering the plot and creating an entirely new direction was effortless.

Even without counting the worlds he had personally experienced, the inspiration and ideas he had gained simply from reading across countless worlds were already more than enough.