Chapter 55: Highly Anticipated, Buying a House

The action under the banyan tree was swift; "I Wish to Become an Immortal" was published on the banyan tree in the afternoon, and by 8 o'clock that evening, an announcement appeared at the top of the banyan tree's homepage.

— "Zhongyuan Yidianhui's new work 'I Wish to Become an Immortal' available for a sneak peek!"

Countless readers and authors were drawn by this announcement.

Yes!

Those drawn were not only readers, but also some authors.

As the most popular web novel writer on the banyan tree, or indeed the entire internet, Zhongyuan Yidianhui's movements were subconsciously watched by many authors.

Many people were watching to see what his next book would be about.

Everyone wanted to know if his next book could be this popular again?

So, after the banyan tree released this announcement, many authors couldn't help but go read "I Wish to Become an Immortal," all wanting to know what kind of book it was.

Was it good?

Mr. Ning was one of them.

After finishing the two chapters of "I Wish to Become an Immortal" currently serialized, he stared blankly for quite a while, muttering to himself: "A huge change in style... does this guy have such deep cultural foundations? This thing, this thing, I couldn't write it, could I?"

Xing Yusen was also one of them.

After finishing the only two chapters of "I Wish to Become an Immortal" currently available, he looked up at the ceiling, stayed stunned for a long time, wore a bitter smile, and shook his head slightly, saying: "He actually dares to write about cultivation... so confident? Does he want to rival Huanzhu Louzhu? The ambition is too big, isn't it?"

Li Xunhuan was also one of them.

After finishing the two chapters of "I Wish to Become an Immortal" just released, he smiled faintly, appearing disdainful, but that night, he tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep for a long time.

Yu Baimei also saw the banyan tree announcement and finished the first two chapters of "I Wish to Become an Immortal." After finishing, he frowned for a long time, opened a document, tried to write a xianxia opening himself, but could not produce any text he was satisfied with. After trying for over an hour, he pushed the keyboard in front of him away and angrily shouted: "Write, write, write! Write nothing! I'm not writing anymore!"

Annie Baobei saw the banyan tree announcement the next day at noon, seeing the new book "I Wish to Become an Immortal."

After finishing, she frowned tightly.

Then, every little while, she refreshed the computer page. After refreshing N times, she muttered: "Still no update? The new book just came out, why not update a couple more chapters? You can't be this lazy!"

The next afternoon.

Cao Sheng went to the internet cafe, updated a chapter of "I Wish to Become an Immortal," and then, with some expectation, watched the posts in the book review section.

Ba Wang Yi Shi: "This book reminds me of 'Shushan Sword Hero Biography,' very good! I like this kind of work, looking forward to even more exciting content later! Hope the updates are faster; don't think we don't know this book has already been published in several volumes over in Taiwan. You have so many drafts on hand, yet you update one chapter every two days like the last book? Is that appropriate?"

Lu Wenming: "Update faster! Even the landlord's donkey wouldn't be this lazy like you!"

Gao Sheng: "Why did I have to see this book so early? This means I have to chase updates every day again? I can't take it."

Ai Zhe Shu: "When will it be published? You serialize so slowly online, just publish it quickly! Can't I just buy it?"

No matter how much the readers urged for updates, Cao Sheng remained unmoved; for the following period, he consistently maintained updating one chapter every two days.

In fact, in this era, his update speed was already considered very fast.

In this era where writing novels was powered entirely by love, everyone's update speed was generally very slow.

Almost no one could manage to update every day.

Being able to update one chapter every two or three days was already considered fast.

Some authors updated only once a week, dubbed weekly publications.

Some authors updated only once every half month or even a month, dubbed semi-monthly and monthly publications.

Cao Sheng's update speed could be called a fighter jet among roosters.

However, if readers like your book, they will never be satisfied; they wish they could lock the author in a small dark room every day, forcing the author to type 24 hours a day without interruption, and not giving them food if they don't type.

Of course, if they don't like your book, then do whatever you want; even if you cut it and stop writing, they won't care, and might even leave a comment in your book review section: "Finally entered the palace? You should have entered the palace long ago!"

"Entering the palace" means becoming a eunuch.

It is a joking term for works that stop writing halfway through.

Cao Sheng actually typed every day.

This summer vacation, although the weather was very hot.

But all his time every day was at his free disposal; no classes, no classmates disturbing him, every afternoon and evening, he wrote drafts in the dormitory.

He would write until late at night every day.

In the morning, he would still get up early to run on the playground; he didn't run much, only running one thousand meters each time, but he always ran at the running speed he used for the high school entrance exam physical education test back then.

His physical fitness was not bad; if he ran slower, he could run a few more laps, but he always wanted to save time, running the one thousand meters as fast as possible, sweating profusely, which could achieve the effect of exercise and also save time.

Although running saved time, he generally did not type in the morning.

This was a habit he had developed from typing for many years before his rebirth, and it was also related to his state every morning; in the morning, he always found it difficult to find the feeling for typing.

So, recently, every morning of his was quite leisurely.

He generally read books in the dormitory.

He read the "Investiture of the Gods" he had recently bought; besides this book, on his bookshelf were also "Journey to the West" and "Shushan Sword Hero Biography."

Although he had previously written several xianxia cultivation novels, he had not read these three original works, only watching their TV dramas and movies.

Recently, he wanted to read these three original works, hoping to make "I Wish to Become an Immortal" even more exciting.

He felt a sense of urgency in his heart.

He knew his current writing level, in the short term, in the web novel industry, should have no rivals.

But he knew even better that his rivals would appear soon, and once they appeared, they would be a group; within a few years, the wild growth of web novels would enter a period of explosive growth.

During this period, writers with talent and perseverance would emerge continuously.

The time left for him was not much.

In the time spent silently reading and typing, he took the opportunity to go to Binjiang Road a few times to look at houses, because the money in his bank account had increased again.

Originally, that summer he had given his parents fifty thousand when he returned home, leaving just over thirty thousand in his account.

But recently, Huacheng Publishing House transferred the second advance payment of over thirty thousand into his account.

Xinchang Publishing House had also paid him royalties for two installments, totaling eight thousand yuan.

The amount in his account exceeded eighty thousand.

With money in hand, the thought of buying a house resurfaced.

He had considered buying a house in Jingcheng or Shanghai.

But in the end, he decided to buy one first here in Huizhou for his own residence.

He would wait until the end of the year or next year to find time to check out Jingcheng or Shanghai; after all, house prices in those two cities would not change much over the next two years.

And if he bought a house in Huizhou first, he would not have to live in the school dormitory in the second half of the year.

He did not like living in a dormitory.

Before his rebirth, he had his own house and car, long accustomed to living alone and driving himself everywhere.

He was very unaccustomed to living in an eight-person dormitory.

Before, it was because he was poor; he had no choice.

Now that his finances were comfortable, he wanted to get himself a nest.

With a nest, he would have a better environment for typing.

He would also have a place to put his computer.

In the future, he would not have to keep running to the internet cafe.

In mid-August, he successfully bought a courtyard on Binjiang Road; inside the courtyard were two-story buildings with three rooms upstairs and downstairs, plus two single-story rooms serving as the kitchen and bathroom.

The courtyard was not very large, only forty or fifty square meters.

But pushing open the courtyard gate led directly to Binjiang Road, and on the other side of the road lay Xinanjiang.

Willows swayed gently by the riverbank; the river embankment was built entirely of stone, and the scenery was beautiful.

Cao Sheng spent two mornings cleaning the courtyard inside and out, then moved his luggage over.

This courtyard did not cost him much money; he secured it for fifteen thousand yuan.

It was considered quite expensive for the area.