A light screen appeared in front of Pu Jie's eyes, which displayed the works he had created so far, the number of words, the amount of subsidy, and the royalties.

Currently they are all blank.

"Oh ho? This system...is a bit interesting!"

There is also a subsidy for writing books on the street, and my mother no longer has to worry about me starving to death while writing online articles!

After asking a few questions about the system, he understood the system rules.

The first challenge was for him to create an online article of no less than 1 million words.

If after he completes the work, the actual manuscript fee is 10,000 yuan and this part is collected by the system, then he will directly receive a subsidy of 90,000 yuan.

But if his royalties are 90,000 yuan... he can only get 10,000 yuan in personal assets.

"You have to control the royalties carefully. Either they are very small, or... they are useless. The more you make, the more you will lose!"

If he gets 110,000 in royalties, the system's anti-addiction regulations will be triggered.

Only 1% will be distributed, which is 1,100 yuan.

Isn't that blood loss?

"If you want to exceed the system subsidy, you have to earn 10 million in royalties for 1 million words. Is this something a human can accomplish?"

Pu Jie has never been so exaggerated in his dreams!

"This fucking anti-addiction regulation... is amazing! The online article makes it very clear!"

Some authors have been wasted for many years and are unknown.

Suddenly a divine book directly achieves godhood.

But many authors make money just because they become gods.

You can make money even if you just lie down with an old book, and it will just float away.

Start fishing, pinch your feet, Cao Fen.

The most outrageous thing is that there are live broadcasts to play games every day, and readers who come to the live broadcast room to urge updates are directly banned...

"So, if the book becomes popular, the subsidy is less than the money you get from selling it on the street. I can only say that I am starving to death, but I am not full, and then I have the motivation to continue writing new books."

"And new books are not allowed to be ruined. As long as you keep writing, you will always become a god. The system is so calculating!"

"Logically speaking, the system's set of guidelines...are reasonable and well-founded."

"But...you've seen the wrong person!"

A five-year old man who is always on the street, shows up uninvited!

"System, system, you have calculated so many things that I just don't have enough strength. I have decided on this subsidy!"

A ghost is about to become a god!

The Supreme God of Internet Literature? Can it be used as food?

Labor and management want to make money!
Chapter completed!