The Demon King in Another World: Entertainment Industry

As a well-known paparazzi, Lu Jia is adept at various marketing tactics. Wherever there's drama, he's there.

Every day brings new gossip, but one day, even the heavens can't stand...

Chapter 13 Routine

Chapter 13 Routine

The City of Stone has been extremely lively these past two days. The last time strangers got together to have a heated discussion was when the Demon King and the Saint were having a falling out.

After the auction, newspapers, a rare commodity, were almost sold out in the City of Stone for the first time.

The dragon, the city lord, the auction, and the hot spring peeping protagonist that caused a lot of controversy a few days ago, all the hot spots piled together, the sales volume is equivalent to that of the past year.

The president of Stone Magazine is a natural clickbaiter.

A video called "Take Off Your Mask and Come to the City Lord" successfully caught the attention of passers-by.

With the skyrocketing sales of newspapers, Luke became a hot topic overnight. He happened to choose this critical juncture to publish a book, so naturally many curious people bought a copy.

result……

The writing is just average, but the whole article is full of logical errors.

For the mainland's indigenous people, who have advocated the law of the jungle for thousands of years, they were stunned on the spot.

But every detail in it is so "timeless" that I can't forget it even if I want to.

"Monsters are polluted and have no reason. How can they patiently watch an egg hatch?"

"Don't mention it. I'm dreaming about burping milk now."

The term "milk burp" almost does not exist for egg-laid pups.

Where is the milk?

Why does eating an eggshell cause burping?

Fortunately, there is more than one victim in this book. In the era without the Internet, everyone sat together offline and cursed each other.

No matter who you are, whether you know me or not, as long as you also curse this book "The Group Pet Three and a Half Years Old I", we are good friends!

What’s even more outrageous is that with so few words, after reading the first part, no one knows why the book is titled Three and a Half Years Old.

Who is the audience?

The bookstore owner didn't dare leave his work these past two days, for fear that the store would be smashed. On this day, he was arranging books when suddenly an unusual hurricane blew in.

As the boss looked horrified, the mysterious customer who came to buy books put down the expensive gold coins and disappeared again.

The bookstore owner realized what was happening belatedly and without even taking care of the store, he hurried to report to the soldiers.

In short order, the dragons traveled back and forth to the Stone City.

In fact, books are sold in many places on the mainland, but Hurricane Dragon subconsciously chose the Stone City.

Leo is a dragon with a subtle obsessive compulsive disorder.

When falling asleep, it will use the most perfect night-shining pearls to create lighting effects, and then choose the most expensive soothing incense. At the same time, even dreams must be arranged in advance with dream grass.

So even if he wanted to read the sequel to the article, Leo still quickly flew back to the underground castle, brewed a pot of perfect scented tea, and slowly appreciated the words in the book.

The agile figure in the clouds continued to accelerate, the dragon passed through the fog and finally returned to the familiar territory.

In order to make it easier to turn pages, it transformed itself into a human, sat at the table, and began to read happily in the scent of scented tea.

His slender fingers quickly flipped through the pages he had read.

[The white and sharp fangs hang high above the head like icicles! 】

When his eyes finally reached the line of text, Leo quickly looked back.

It shouldn’t be possible... Just let a poor newborn cub be eaten like this?

If this is the case, it wouldn't mind going to the author's house and confronting him with force.

Then the next second, it saw the protagonist in the book, called a little monster, handing a broken egg piece to the monster in a baby voice, hoping to buy a chance of life.

Luke only wrote a few tens of thousands of words in total. In order to make the book thick enough, the proportion of illustrations was quite high, which was a stroke of genius in this subject matter.

The illustration perfectly highlights the aggrieved yet innocent look of the little monster, with two physiological tears of fear hanging on its chubby face.

Once you get used to the Q-version style, you will find it cuter and cuter the more you look at it.

When he saw that the monster in the book was also stunned for a moment, the corners of Leo's mouth inexplicably rose.

Who wouldn’t be touched by the cuteness of a newly hatched cub?

Leo's identification with the monster's reaction is quite high.

Turn the page again——

Head-on 'critical attack'!

The little monster poked the eggshell with the tip of its tail and fed itself.

The whole clip was so cute that it melted the heart of a dragon who hadn't seen a newborn baby in a long time.

Unconsciously, Leo put on a fatherly smile and didn't even have time to sip his tea. He read every page carefully, and occasionally turned back to review the passages he had read before.

The monsters in the book were very awkward with the cubs at first.

It wanted to eat it but couldn't bear to do it. Gradually, this awkward feeling turned into indifference. It didn't eat the cub, but it didn't pay any attention to it either.

[It was raining heavily, and the monster was getting annoyed by being followed. It couldn't help but swing its tail. The little monster didn't keep its balance well, and rolled to the side of the road without noticing. 】

[It climbed up, removed the stone stuck in its fingernail, and did not dare to cry out in pain. It stammered and said its first complete sentence: "Don't, don't abandon me..."]

[It has the blood memory inheritance that only powerful races have, allowing it to learn to speak on its own. 】

[“I, I’m not trash…”

The chaotic and vague blood memory tells it that only garbage will be thrown away.

He kept repeating this sentence in the rain. Seeing that the monster didn't respond, the little monster became less and less confident, and his voice became weaker and weaker. 】

In the illustration, the cub hangs its head and looks as miserable as a stray dog, but it is still trying to state the fact that it is not garbage.

Leo's heart seemed to be pulled by something.

The following text mostly records the interactions between monsters and their cubs.

Awkward, but also warm. For example, although it pretends to be impatient, the monster will tolerate small monsters hiding under its broad belly to avoid the rain, and will also deliberately bump into a tree to shake off the berries on it.

It is the life that dragons always dream of.

The peaceful life was completely broken after a few days.

[The little monster was driven away by the demon again.

It worked hard to climb the tree to pick berries.

I firmly believe that as long as I pick enough bright red berries, I can feed the other person.

When you are full, you will be happy.

There are often heavy rains here, which take most of the day. The little monster uses a large leaf to drag a load of berries to the monster.

"It's delicious." The tail hidden behind the back shook proudly.

It will pick the good stuff, so it's not trash. 】

[As the little monster was looking on expectantly, the monster suddenly waved away the leaves with one claw. The berries rolled all over the floor, and the little monster was stunned. 】

Leo's eyes turned cold.

[The rain got heavier and a strong wind blew up from the sky.

However, what the little monster did not notice was that a black shadow appeared in the distant sky at some point!

It was a monster that was looking for food that was even more powerful. It was not afraid of lightning even in a rainy day. In the terrifying lightning, it opened its mouth full of sharp teeth and rushed down.

By the time it reacted, it was too late.

The little monster trembled slightly and clumsily protected its head with its claws.

[“Bubble…bubble.”

Feeling the power of the flying monster in the air, it couldn't even pronounce its words correctly, and wanted to remind the land monsters behind it to run away quickly.

At the critical moment, a tall figure stood in front of the young body. 】

Leo's heart was in his throat and he turned the page again.

[To be continued…]

"!"

"!!!"

In a short period of time, I experienced two setbacks. You can imagine how I felt.

There was a terrifying low pressure in the air.

The scented tea on the table was directly frozen into a layer of frost.

It was not until he saw the cursive words printed on the blank page at the end of the page that the haze in Leo's eyes was barely dissipated:

【Gift Event:

Your message can be exchanged for a gift related to the protagonist, and excellent messages can get you a mysterious gift! 】

Leo was attracted to it, but it lacked literary talent.

The thought that excellent messages could be exchanged for mysterious gifts made it itchy. After thinking about it, it suddenly found a suitable dragon choice.

The weather in Long Island is unusually good today. A slightly salty and humid wind blows from the deep sea, the sun is shining, and it is warm everywhere.

Unlike Leo's underground castle, the Frost Dragon prefers to make its lair on the ground.

The house is clean and tidy, and the bookshelves are filled with collections of documents from various races.

The sunlight shines on the gorgeous light blue scales, and the Frost Dragon squints his eyes, enjoying the quiet and leisurely time. In this rare good time, a hurricane from the outside world turned into an iron fist, smashing all the peace into pieces.

A hint of anger flashed in the Frost Dragon's eyes.

"Leo, are you crazy?"

The door opened.

A booklet was suddenly handed to him. Although the action was very vulgar, Leo's temperament was there and he still looked very majestic.

The book turned directly to the last blank page. Leo stared at the frost dragon with a lot of literary talent in his belly and said, "Blanny, stop sunbathing and write me a message."

Frost Dragon: “???”

It thought Leo was really crazy, but the moment the other party stretched out his hand, the Frost Dragon saw a flash of the cub cover.

Relying on intuition, the Frost Dragon took the book, but did not start writing immediately. Instead, he turned to the front page and glanced around casually.

Then it couldn't be moved away anymore.

"Don't waste time, write me a message."

"immediately."

It took half an incense stick of time for one horse to ride.

Leo waited anxiously, secretly cursing the bastard's damn sharpness.

"You have to write me ten more messages."

He is determined to get the mysterious gift of excellent message.

Berlani looked at the book without raising his head. "Right away, I'll finish this section very quickly."

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The Stone City, Guildhall.

"I am a chapter-breaking dog, I am good at chapter-breaking~"

"I want to break that new chapter in the most beautiful way~"

Several days have passed since the novel was published. Karen kept her word. For Rhine Trading Company, the book number and publication were just a matter of words, and the book has been successfully launched.

"Are you crazy?" the feather pen asked coldly.

This is the first time I see someone get up early in the morning and call himself a dog.

Quill sneered and asked, "Why didn't you go meet the Hurricane Dragon when it came before?"

Lujia is much more stable than his peers: "Long is more focused on the content of the book now. My sudden appearance is too deliberate."

After reading the trial booklet and successfully purchasing the new book, I naturally wouldn’t immediately think of meeting the author.

"Mr. Leo is more concerned about the kid in the book right now." Luke smiled faintly: "Why should I spoil his fun?"

No matter how precious something is, if it is delivered to your door, it will not be treated well.

But he had made other arrangements long before the auction ended.

The guild hall had good privacy. Luke was not wearing a mask at the moment. He was exercising in the yard. The cold wind made his fair face look a little red.

He had just put on his mask and was about to go out when Maya suddenly showed up.

Seeing Luke was about to go out, she reminded him, "Don't go out on the street easily recently. People outside will scold you very harshly."

"They're all scolding you for writing garbage, saying..." Maya was worried about hitting him, but thinking of the scolding, she decided to take precautions in advance: "They're saying you're just feeding rotten rice to people."

Oh shit.

Luke blinked.

Such a civilized curse?

It's much more civilized than saying "fuck".

"...and some say you are not worthy of being a human being, because humans cannot write such things."

Maya sighed, hoping not to hurt the kid's self-esteem.

Quill thought she was thinking too much, as just now someone had proudly cursed himself as a dog.

Halfway through the vaccination, Maya suddenly saluted gracefully towards the door.

I saw Karen walking up the stairs in standard aristocratic attire. He didn't look tired at all. His narrow eyes fell on the young man in the yard: "Luke."

This was the first time Karen formally called Luke by his name.

Contrary to his calculating appearance, the tone of his voice gives people the illusion of sincerity.

Luke: "Good morning, President. Please call me Gorgeous Dog."

“…”

Seeing that Karen had something to say, Luke took the initiative to invite her into the house and sit for a while.

Maya stayed for breakfast and took her leave.

Karen didn't say a word and took out a purse full of gold coins.

"Your share."

According to the contract, dividends are only paid once at the end of each year. Considering Luke's financial difficulties, Karen doesn't mind paying them in advance.

Luke's throat moved and he weighed it casually.

There are definitely more than a thousand gold coins.

A book was sold for two silver coins. According to the exchange rate of the Holy Demon Continent, 1 gold coin = 20 silver coins. The book has only been on the market for two days. After deducting Karen's share of the profits, the profit is actually quite considerable. It has far surpassed the sales of ordinary books.

Despite all the criticism, sales are still stable.

Karen showed some doubt.

“The reviews are terrible, but more and more people are buying it.”

On the way here, he saw with his own eyes a man asking his friend if he had watched "Three and a Half Years Old Beloved". The other person said no, and the man immediately said enviously that you are wise.

As a result, after the two parties parted, the friend immediately went to buy a copy and expressed regret after reading it.

Isn't this just asking for trouble?

Luke held up two fingers and said, "Curiosity and common topics."

Every magician has an instinctive desire to explore. Secondly, only after watching it can you join the army of complaining.

"In the past, when people of different abilities sat together for a meal, it was easy for them to fall into an awkward atmosphere of having nothing to talk about. Now, they finally have something to talk about that is meaningless."

Luke was in high spirits and held his head high.

Karen is quite silent now.

Lujia held the purse in his hand: "Anyway, the initial capital is there, so I can just curse harder."

The dragon clan disdains to share their hobby with other dragons. They will wait for the mainland to criticize them. The more they are criticized, the more they love it.

Karen took out a sample book from her storage ring and said, "I've done what you thought."

From a third-party perspective, Feather Pen was silent for a moment after seeing the reader's strategy of exchanging messages for gifts.

It’s all routine!

In fact, this was not entirely Luke’s idea.

Originally, he was planning to make a fuss about the rebellious insults, but Karen, the marketing saint, gave him some appropriate suggestions.

After careful consideration, they finally adopted this approach.

As for the partners, Lu Jia took the time to praise them: "I have to learn from you. I can't always think about hurting the enemy by a thousand and hurting myself by eight hundred."

Karen turned the gem ring on her hand, and the light reflected in her eyes.

"It's okay. I hurt you. Anyway, the mysterious gift is exclusive to the protagonist's daily life."

He doesn't have to write the free thousands of words.

“…”

Karen left the dividends and prepared to leave. Before leaving, he suddenly thought of something and his face became unusually solemn.

"By the way, you'd better pay attention to safety issues recently."

In Luke's puzzled look, he explained: "No matter how depressed an industry is, there are always talented people at the top who can make a fortune."

Lujia understood the hint, which meant that the bigwigs in the publishing industry might retaliate against him for this.

"Who do I need to be careful of?" he asked.

"Alec," Karen slowly uttered an unexpected name, "His Highness the Demon Tribe."

For a moment, Luke thought his identity was exposed and almost couldn't control his expression.

"Demons?"

Karen didn't notice the change in his expression and nodded: "This crown prince of the demon world has almost monopolized all unpopular industries. Although they are unpopular, the annual revenue is an astronomical amount. Even the saints have praised him as a talent."

Luke opened his mouth wide: "Are you sure it's not a curse?"

The race has changed.

Karen was speechless.

The joke covered up his previous gaffe, but in reality, Luke's heart was surging like a tsunami.

What shocked him even more was the existence of the crown prince himself.

Does the devil have other offspring? It sounds like there's more than one.

Why don’t I have any impression of it at all?

Lujia racked his brains to recall and confirmed that in the memory of his original body, he was basically trapped in a small place, reading books every day and obsessed with finding ways to change his physique. Then one day, he was thrown into a place of exile on the grounds that "the demons don't keep useless people."

I can't remember some of the others very clearly.

But he should be an only child, so where did the Little Prince, Little Prince, and Little Prince N come from?

The author has something to say:

For names that are hard to remember, please see here:

Alec→Acrylic board; Leo→Oreo; Blanc→Lamborghini.

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