QT: The Rescue Of The Miserable Bigshots-Chapter 346 - 11.19

[I can’t think of a name: Holy crap, what is this?! A documentary novel? You actually dare to write this? Aren’t you afraid that someone with ulterior motives will discover something, see through your secret as a transmigrator, violate the rules, and have your soul sent straight to a punishment world?!]

Jiang Jiamian not only wrote about his experiences after joining the Miserable Bigshot Rescue Team as a novel and submitted it, but also shamelessly dumped over ten thousand words into the transmigration chat group, discussing it with two friends as casually as gossip.

It was as if what he wrote had nothing to do with him at all.

The two people, no, perhaps there were others silently watching the screen, read those ten thousand words with intense interest, utterly shocked as the discussion unfolded.

[Lone Commander: Who would see through it? Something this unbelievable, who would take it seriously? Readers will just treat it as an ordinary novel.]

It wasn’t only Su Jinzhou who was worried. Even the usually calm and taciturn Qing Hong grew serious.

[Sword Master: Su Jinzhou is right. This is indeed too dangerous. Every detail, every process is included. It’s hard to guarantee that something won’t be exposed unintentionally. Once your identity is suspected, it could become extremely troublesome and dangerous.]

Jiang Jiamian, however, didn’t seem to care at all.

[Lone Commander: Even if someone suspects something, so what? Suspicion is just suspicion. As long as I don’t admit it, they have no evidence. No matter how strong the doubt is, it’ll stay buried in their hearts.]

[Lone Commander: Besides, as the saying goes, art comes from life but transcends it. I’m not planning to copy everything exactly. I’ll embellish it a bit.]

When it came to matters in bed, he was determined to write the story so that he was the top, and the miserable bigshot was the submissive one. Hehehe...

Now he was the author.

He was the god of the novel’s world.

The master of the story.

Everything was up to him.

Forget making the mission target obediently become a bottom. Even if he wrote him as delicate, soft, and easily toppled, no one would expose him!

Hmph.

All the grievances he had suffered in those worlds regarding top and bottom roles would be repaid many times over in this book!

[I can’t think of a name: What you say... does make some sense. But Jiang Jiamian, you forgot something. There aren’t only the three of us in this group... You’re posting this so openly here, cough, cough...]

Because the three of them had once been in the same world together, they already knew each other’s real names. Over time, they’d gotten used to using them in the group chat.

Their names were no longer secrets among them.

[Lone Commander: What’s there to be afraid of? Our group leader is incredibly busy, always lurking. He doesn’t have time to deal with a lowly tasker like me posting made-up stories in the group, right? @Group Leader]

Su Jinzhou/Qing Hong: "..."

Is he insane? 𝐟𝕣𝗲𝕖𝕨𝗲𝐛𝗻𝗼𝐯𝗲𝚕.𝗰𝚘𝐦

[Group Leader: What’s wrong?]

Su Jinzhou/Qing Hong: Holy crap, he actually showed up!

During the two years the group leader had been lurking, they had tagged him countless times out of curiosity, about the group, its rules, its purpose, but he had never once appeared.

They had even suspected that the group leader had forgotten the group entirely.

And yet, lately, Jiang Jiamian’s tagging had been frighteningly effective.

At this point, both of them were convinced Jiang Jiamian’s reckless behavior had finally caught the group leader’s attention.

[Lone Commander: Nothing much! Just worried the group leader was too busy... uh, busy pretending to be dead. Since you might be bored, I wrote a novel for you to read. If you have any suggestions, please feel free to give them! I’ll revise it carefully according to your wishes and strive to make it perfect!]

[The group leader has received your file.]

Jiang Jiamian raised an eyebrow.

He didn’t dare linger. The moment he saw that message, before the other party could even read the content, he immediately slipped away and exited the group chat.

Better to hide first.

Still... the group leader actually came out to receive the file. Tsk!

"Approved."

"Huh?"

Jiang Jiamian had just left the group when a deep voice, tinged with a barely perceptible hint of amusement, sounded by his ear.

He froze, stunned, almost unable to react.

The discussions in the transmigration group had been so lively in his mind that he’d been completely absorbed, nearly forgetting about the real world around him.

"Your contract application has been approved."

Shen Muzhou wore a faint smile as he said, "You just need to add the contract editor and go through the formalities. After that, update normally and wait for recommendations."

Jiang Jiamian wasn’t surprised at all. He was no longer a novice. Although this was his first book on the website, if he couldn’t even secure a contract, then all those years of hard work would have truly been for nothing.

"Go ahead and handle it," Jiang Jiamian said lazily.

Since Shen Muzhou had taken over all the work, he had become nothing more than a storyteller who couldn’t even lift a finger, his only responsibility was moving his lips.

He crawled back into bed and wrapped himself in the blanket, clearly intending to stay there forever. "If you need any documents, just ask me. As for signatures, you can sign them for me. Everything’s online now anyway, very convenient."

Shen Muzhou’s expression darkened as he looked at Jiang Jiamian, who had devolved into a complete sleepyhead. He strode to the bedside and yanked him out of the covers.

"If you lie in bed all day, it’ll be bad for your health. Get up and keep me company...." He coughed lightly. "I mean... I’ll go for a walk with you."

Jiang Jiamian clutched the blanket, like a cat being lifted against its will, desperately hooking his fingers into the fabric.

"I’m not going! What are you trying to do? You’re supposed to be my free servant, but instead of doing your job properly, you’re putting pressure on your employer! I don’t care. I’m tired. I’m sore. I can’t move. I’m staying in bed! You write, you update, you sign contracts, you make the bed, do the laundry, and cook!"

Wasn’t Shen Muzhou the one who chose to hide his identity and become a free butler?

Then he might as well use it properly.

Anyway, Jiang Jiamian had already decided to be a quiet, lazy, handsome man.

Shen Muzhou: "..."

Could he take back what he said before?

Or should he just reveal his identity outright, so this lazy man would stop exploiting him like this?

"Let’s go." Shen Muzhou said flatly.

When negotiation failed, he simply dragged Jiang Jiamian out of bed, just like last time.

Jiang Jiamian went limp instantly, refusing to cooperate, his whole body slack like a puddle of mud.

Shen Muzhou’s face darkened. Without another word, he bent down and scooped him up.

"At least go outside and get some sun. Aren’t you afraid you’ll grow mold?"

Jiang Jiamian replied dismissively, "Even if I sunbathe, I’ll still grow mold. Besides, I’m not a plant. Sunlight won’t feed me."

Shen Muzhou: "..."

That little mouth of his really knew how to talk.