Chapter 1770 – You Are the Disgrace of Mary Sue
“Is the Old Commander praising me or insulting me?”
Jiang Pengji instinctively leaned towards the latter, unable to hold back her grievances.
Although adult products were considered a private matter hard to discuss in this era, the Old Commander was from the same generation as her—how could he be “shy” about it? Don’t underestimate the adult industry; it’s an untapped goldmine with massive opportunities.
Your Dad: Heh, what do you think? Where do you feel you deserve my praise?
No matter where rubber is used, its impact is clearly more significant than messing with the BYT, right?
The Old Commander didn’t expect Jiang Pengji to have such little ambition. This was not overkill, it was more like using a thunderous strike to squash an ant.
Your Dad: Your performance is enough to make you a disgrace among transmigrators; you don’t even compare to a Mary Sue. Get ready to repent by taking your own life.
Jiang Pengji often saw the term “Mary Sue” in the live streams, but she thought it was the name of some celebrity. Now, it seemed she was mistaken. Upholding her good habit of asking questions, Jiang Pengji asked humbly—how was she inferior to a Mary Sue?
The Old Commander didn’t want to chat anymore with her. Soon, the System notified Jiang Pengji that she had a delivery. She immediately opened the hive delivery locker and found several books inside, with covers featuring both male and female characters—all sharp-featured, big-eyed, with European double eyelids and straight brows, like comic characters.
“Domineering Emperor Wants a Hug… Overbearing… Ninth Young Miss?”
Jiang Pengji read through the title once, starting with the book numbered one.
Even the idle viewers knew that Jiang Pengji and this Old Commander could connect, even make purchases for each other. However, over the years, the items they bought were mostly snacks. Some were familiar to them, while others were from brands they completely didn’t recognize.
That big shot was often online but lurked silently. Many idle viewers speculated that this big shot was Jiang Pengji’s admirer.
Not to mention, some creative viewers even edited a love triangle video about the three of them, racking up millions of views and hundreds of thousands of bullet comments. Who knows how the Old Commander had barely said a word in the chat, let alone shown his face, yet these viewers managed to spin an intricately bizarre love triangle story.
The idle viewers prided themselves on their experience, but they still underestimated Jiang Pengji’s wild antics.
They found themselves in a place called the “Palace Struggle Live Stream,” accompanying a streamer who was in full-on dragon-slaying mode, watching a romantic story between a charmingly devilish male lead and a strong, yet adorably charming female lead who turned all sweet upon encountering the male lead, all while it was through physical books…
Stowaway Non-Money: Host, we’ve known each other for over a decade. Is there really a need to hurt each other like this?
Kneeling for Monthly Votes: Has anyone noticed that these books aren’t brand new and unopened? The wear suggests someone has flipped through them… So, the question is, was the last person to look at this set of books the Old Commander mentioned?
Rumor has it that the Old Commander and Jiang Pengji used to be on the same level of authority.
Just imagining that big shot holding a Mary Sue novel instead of looking at classified documents is quite the visual!
Using Monthly Votes to Smother Me: Am I the only one who feels sorry for foreign friends? Every world is speaking Mandarin, popularizing Chinese literature, and the Mary Sue novels sent to the host by the Old Commander are also in Chinese… Is there anything more hurtful than this?
This isn’t just every world speaking Mandarin; it’s all worlds being dominated by Mandarin!
Idle viewers murmured, and some curious ones searched for the book titles, and surprisingly enough, they found them.
However, the books only had titles and summaries, no uploaded content from the authors.
Upon closer inspection of the book creation time, it seemed to be just after Jiang Pengji sat down to read a few minutes ago.
The idle viewers suddenly realized and lamented how impressive this author was, riding the wave of popularity—they might just become a sensation because of this!
In the comments section, readers joked that this level of search volume and heat couldn’t even be compared to the pinnacle of male-centric novels.
Jiang Pengji had some small habits while reading; she would glance at the title and summary before diving in, and given that both were standard red novel formats, she thought she wouldn’t end up reading such ridiculous content—but in reality…
It was truly delightful!!!
She read for an entire morning, lounging sideways, leaning back, or just sprawled out, completely unwilling to get up.
The idle viewers also joined her in reading the Mary Sue novels all morning long.
At first, they shouted that they wouldn’t indulge in such silly, sweet Mary Sue stories, but before long, they were completely engrossed.
Jiang Pengji flipped faster, while the idle viewers clamored noisily.
Monthly Half: Are you guys dumb? The live stream has a recording feature! Can’t you just go back and watch it frame by frame if you missed something?
Idle viewers: “…”
So frustrating, getting mocked by other viewers!
Wei Ci noticed Jiang Pengji hadn’t been around all day and went to find her, discovering that his Lord had somehow shifted from indoors to outdoors, the floor beneath her perfectly clean from where her clothes brushed against it. Wei Ci had never seen such strange books. Seeing Jiang Pengji so captivated by her reading, he didn’t want to disturb her, but moved closer to take a look at the cover, the oddly shaped font was quite strange.
Wei Ci certainly couldn’t appreciate the artistic font.
“Does Zixiao find this interesting too?”
Jiang Pengji put down the book, meeting Wei Ci’s gaze right on.
No matter how engrossed she was, she wouldn’t lose her vigilance towards the outside world. She knew Wei Ci was nearby before he even came close, wanting to see how he would react.
Wei Ci said, “What is this?”
Jiang Pengji tossed it to him. “A novel. Quite interesting, though the content is a bit… peculiar, but the pacing is remarkably skilled.”
Wei Ci instinctively took a look and found the paper quality better than the best bamboo paper, uniform in thickness and size.
The tiny characters on it were neatly written, every stroke and dot seemed almost perfectly replicated.
Wei Ci ran his finger over the text, finding the surface smooth, unable to feel the indentations from writing, and the ink was perfectly blended.
This… this was beyond what could be achieved by human hands.
Wei Ci lifted his head, his eyes locking with Jiang Pengji’s, filled with curiosity and amazement.
“Could this possibly be… the latest printing technique from the Woodworking Workshop?”
When he asked, his voice had a slight tremor—not from fear, but excitement.
Alas, Jiang Pengji’s reply doused him with cold water.
“No, the Woodworking Workshop is still far from developing this technology. Maybe in his lifetime, they might reach it.” Jiang Pengji pointed at the book’s content. “I thought you were curious about the book itself, but it seems you’re more interested in the printing.”
Wei Ci then carefully examined the content, puzzled after a long while, unable to decipher the text.
To say it looked familiar, it was somewhat akin to the characters he knew; however, upon closer inspection, the talented scholar suddenly felt illiterate. This was of course expected, as the characters of this era were arranged vertically from top to bottom and right to left, yet this book was laid out horizontally from top to bottom and right to left.
Jiang Pengji grabbed the book from his hand, a hint of mischief dancing at the corners of her mouth.
“I know, I’ll read it to you.”
