"Contract?" Yue Qingyan's reaction was: "What do you want to do to me?"

"What do you do?" Faust shook his head and said, "Do you have any other possibilities besides being an author?"

Faust cleared his throat and said, "This contract will keep you alive and will not die for a hasty novel you. But accordingly, you will have to pay a price. This price includes that you will have nothing to do with all the current interpersonal circles. No one remembers you before, although your name, address, contact information, etc. will not change, of course, it is OK to change. You will continue to live as an author, but the world of novels and stories you know will be presented to you in a different way than now."

"What does this mean?" Yue Qingyan asked: "If all the works I know are gone, wouldn't that be a good thing for me? Can I write them?"

Faust sighed and said, "Indeed, I didn't fully anticipate this when I created the rules. I allowed the author to take advantage of loopholes. However, this is nothing. It just provided some convenience for the author. However, this contract was originally intended to test how interesting a person's soul is, and you can do whatever you want. Since there are no such works in this world, you will not have any templates to copy. Then, what is written is ultimately your own presentation, and I can still accept it."

Yue Qingyan nodded: "This is absolutely OK. If that's the case, then I'll have no problem signing this contract."

"I really misjudged the influence of others on you. I thought you might care about your parents, friends, or your admirers?"

Yue Qingyan smiled bitterly and said, "What qualifications does a loser have to be picky? Of course I can't bear to leave it, but... since these people still exist in the future, then I have the opportunity to re-establish a relationship, right?"

"Including relatives?" Faust's tone was filled with a bit of sarcasm: "You are such a very modern person."

"Don't you know what I've experienced?" Yue Qingyan sighed. The problem here is so complicated and hard to describe. Since Faust claims to be able to remove himself from all interpersonal relationships, he naturally knows very well what kind of interpersonal circles he has, his life, and relatives and friends he has. In short, it may be because he can't bear to leave. But if there is a chance to start over, Yue Qingyan should undoubtedly seize it.

"Okay. I won't be picky about how you can understand these benefits and harms in such a short time. It doesn't matter. Since I call it the price, there are naturally reasons why I call it the price. If you regard it as a burden, there is also your statement." Faust nodded, unintentionally delving into these things. In the final analysis, he is a devil who came to sign the contract, not a psychologist, and there is no need to understand every thought of Yue Qingyan.

"Then, there is another important condition: in the future, as the author, you will receive a reward for each story you complete, and you can randomly obtain a skill from the characters in the work. It is completely random, not sure that you can draw useful skills, nor sure which character's skills you draw. Even the character skills you wrote may also be implicit skills. So, God knows." Faust shrugged: "Anyway, this is a pure harvest process, and even useless skills will not cause any damage."

"What about the punishment?" Yue Qingyan cared more about this.

"If you give up a story, whether it's a broken end or a eunuch, you will get a negative state, which also comes from the character. It depends on whether you are cruel enough to the character." Faust's face showed a slightly slutty smile: "As an author, it's probably difficult to not write characters like ED or unlucky at all. Be careful. This passive negative state will continue until the next complete story is finished. Then, it will be transformed into a blockade of a skill until you complete another story before you can fully restore normality. Moreover, the two stories used to whitewash must be longer than the stories you gave up."

Yue Qingyan felt cold in his heart: "If my eunuch had a 2 million-word online article, I feel that I will never be able to turn over in this life, right?"

Faust: "That depends on your diligence and luck. What if... I mean, what if there is an author of Infinite Caven in your eunuch? I said, this is an interesting attempt, an experiment. For this possibility, I am full of interest to see how you will struggle in this kind of scene."

Yue Qingyan: "Okay, I understand. The reward skills may not be useful, but negative punishment will definitely be effective, right?"

"Of course, don't forget who you are dealing with." Faust said with a smile: "In addition, what I want to tell you is that the benefits and disadvantages of this contract to you are all manifested through these. Your body has not been strengthened, nor has financial subsidies. In other words, you will also get sick, die, or at least be poor. How you want to live depends on your choice."

"I have agreed, I have no chance to regret it, right?" Yue Qingyan said: "It is enough to have a brand new life and a chance to challenge the profession of author. If I can't survive, I will be sorry for this opportunity."

"sign?"

"sign!"

"Then we will make a contract." Faust said, "Oh, it starts from this moment."

"Alas? No ceremony? No papers?"

"Do you think you are dealing with government agencies?" Faust suddenly remembered something: "By the way, I forgot to say it. The skills obtained from the works and the pre-ritual rituals used should also be the same as in the works. I hope you write more skills with strong middle school aura, so that it will feel very fun."

"You should have said this matter earlier!" Yue Qingyan was a little amused and crying. He always felt that what Faust didn't say was far more than that.

"It's good that I said it before you wrote. By the way, you have five completely free and unrestricted creative opportunities. You can understand how the rules of this contract are reflected in your life. Then, I will add some fun to myself based on this contract." Faust: "Don't worry, you will never be smooth sailing on your creative path. Otherwise, there will be no fun in experimenting and it will be impossible to test whether you can become our partner."

"Okay. As expected, I won't ask anymore, just adapt to the situation."

"Smart choice. So, in the 5 opportunities for free creation, I hope you can allocate reasonably. Although there is no time limit, writing is a very free process, but you have to remember one thing: now, except for the reasonableness, the people you must know are you, and the world knows nothing about you. You have to do a few things in just a few works: to ensure that your income can maintain your life, establish a basic social circle, have a certain popularity, and start to become familiar with the creative system of this world, and to become familiar with the whole world." Faust thought for a while: "There are still a lot of things. Come on."

"I got it. So...where did you start?"

"Are you still looking at this world? Of course, it starts from watching this world into the way I promised you." Faust was a little excited.

A dark, completely opaque smoke enveloped Yue Qingyan, and then Yue Qingyan knew nothing.

When Yue Qingyan woke up, his whole body was sore. Of course, this was also expected. You can't expect those devils to do everything and worry about your physical feelings. In fact, Yue Qingyan felt that he had no missing parts and was even intact, and he was already very lucky.

Yue Qingyan looked around and found that the room he was in looked very similar to the place he lived in, but the difference was quite different. He originally rented a three-bedroom apartment with no separate bathroom and a small room. Now this room looks like an entrepreneurial talent apartment, with a whole room with a small bathroom and bathroom separated by a kitchen connected to the living room. It is only 20 square meters in total, but almost all the functions required for a person to live in.

Single beds, desks, not very ergonomic office chairs, wardrobes, small bookcases, etc. Although he did not take care of his life, Faust was obviously not bad for him in this arrangement.

Yue Qingyan moved his body, turned around the room, and saw a note on the desk:

The rent in this place is 4,000 a month. It improves your life because sharing is easy to get into trouble. Let's start your brand new life. Related information is in the drawer. - Faust

Yue Qingyan opened the drawer. There was a bright yellow, huge foam file bag. It contained Yue Qingyan's ID, mobile phone, bank card, and a brand new laptop. In addition, although the entire room was fully equipped, it was completely empty.

Yue Qingyan opened his phone and the battery was 100%. It was no different from the APP he installed before. He opened Alipay, and looked at the balance that was no different from before. Now he still had a balance of over 30,000. I guess this amount of money would have to be maintained until his novels could be sold in this world. However, there was no friend in the social software. The computer was also brand new and the software was installed. However, there was no file.

Looking at the empty room, Yue Qingyan fully realized that a new beginning was a big deal for him. Just purchasing things that maintain the most basic daily life, at least having clothes and food to wear is a big project.
Chapter completed!