What To Do If The Heroine Escapes From The Book

“This is just a giant pancake!” Inside Pizza Hut, Qiu Wuji had a small napkin around her neck and held a knife and fork with frustration. “A piece of pancake with some ham and that strange sauce spread on it. Why do they sell it at such a high price?”

Chu Ge didn’t know how to explain and took a while before saying, “It’s… brand value, I guess. Just like the fried chicken we had the other day, it’s much cheaper if you buy it and fry it yourself.”

“So, they specifically target lazy people like you?”

“No.” Chu Ge earnestly replied, “They target people who want to take girls or kids out to eat. If I were to eat at KFC by myself, I would at least check what day of the week it is…”

Qiu Wuji, “…Can we return it?”

“No.”

“How many words do you have to write to exchange this piece of bread?” Qiu Wuji felt heartbroken as she carefully scraped off all the strange toppings and white sauce from the bread. “With each scrape, how much money is being wasted… just to eat a piece of bread…”

Chu Ge felt a bit dazed again, not sure if this was his daughter or his mother. When he first persuaded his mother to take him to Pizza Hut, she had a similar reaction…

“You need a knife and fork to eat bread…” Qiu Wuji continued to mutter, “It’s so uncomfortable to use…”

Chu Ge chuckled helplessly, “You can use your hands.”

Qiu Wuji looked around, seeing everyone using cutlery, and asked skeptically, “Can I?”

“Why should my Qiu Wuji explain her actions to others?” Chu Ge leisurely replied, “You can use your hands, and no one will laugh at you.”

Qiu Wuji then truly put down her knife and fork, picked up the bread with her hands, took a small bite, and revealed a dimple. “Eating like this is much more comfortable, although it doesn’t taste that good either.”

Stealing glances around, indeed, no one laughed at her. Occasionally, someone’s eyes would drift over, but with a look of envy.

Qiu Wuji was a bit puzzled, “Are they envious that I’m eating with my hands? Then why don’t they do it themselves?”

Chu Ge smiled and said, “These days, people don’t really care about that. They eat however they want. The use of cutlery is just for the atmosphere. It’s not like in the old days when using the wrong utensils would be scorned… Besides, a beautiful woman like you can do anything, and people will only think you’re stylish.”

The waiter brought the steak and with a sizzle, opened the lid, causing oil to splatter.

Chu Ge’s words stuck in his throat, Qiu Wuji’s smile became somewhat stiff, and the waiter had a hint of amusement in his eyes.

“You can continue using your hands.”

But Chu Ge casually smiled and said, “Could you please move the steak to my side?”

The waiter complied and moved it over.

Chu Ge lifted his knife and fork, cut a small piece leisurely, and used the fork to offer it to Qiu Wuji’s mouth, saying, “Ah~”

She “ah-woo” opened her mouth and took it in, her eyes quickly turning into crescents.

The waiter felt goosebumps all over and quickly ran away. I brought you the steak, and you give me dog food. Can you act like humans, please?

Meanwhile, Chu Ge didn’t eat himself. He skillfully cut the steak into small pieces, pushed them all in front of Qiu Wuji, and smiled, “If you don’t like that bread, then give it to me. The steak should be fine.”

Qiu Wuji indeed found the steak tastier than the pizza. She hesitated while looking at the small piece of bread in her hand and said, “I’ve taken a bite…”

Chu Ge didn’t mind and took it over, muttering indistinctly, “I’ve already tasted your lips, what about eating a piece of bread?”

Blushing, Qiu Wuji glanced around, seeing no one paying attention, and glared at him with a pout.

Chu Ge just smiled and ate the bread.

Qiu Wuji muttered something, but she didn’t continue and used a small fork to eat the steak. He cut it so finely. It was delicious.

“I have to say…” Qiu Wuji chewed the steak and mumbled, “You really don’t care about the outline, huh? It wasted a whole day.”

Chu Ge laughed and said, “How can going out with you be considered a waste…”

Qiu Wuji said, “So, I’ve become a troublemaking femme fatale, right? If people in the group find out, they’ll kill me.”

Chu Ge shook his head. “I already have a draft… Having you by my side brings me ease, joy, and a sense of freedom. It feels much better than sitting in front of a computer, scratching my head and struggling to come up with ideas. Right now, I feel like my mind is filled with inspiration, and I’ll be able to get it done quickly when I go back.”

Qiu Wuji was skeptical. “Really?”

“Really,” Chu Ge grinned. “Believe in yourself. You’re the best assistant, and you only make me more efficient.”

Qiu Wuji’s eyes sparkled, her cheeks moved for a while, and she swallowed the steak with a gulp. “Then let’s go back. I’ll also work on my autobiography.”

In the world of the book, outside the secluded chamber of the sect master, an elder bowed and asked, “We have captured five high-level elders from the Fire Prison Sect and the former traitor of the Celestial Cloud Sect, Lu Yuanzhang. How should we handle them? Please instruct us, Sect Master.”

From inside the chamber, Qiu Wuji’s voice sounded, “I’m in a good mood, so… wait, that’s not right.”

The elders, “?”

Qiu Wuji sighed, “To eliminate evil is not to leave behind future calamity. This is not the time for mercy. However, they are all powerful individuals and have their own dignity. We should refrain from humiliating them. Giving them a quick death would be sufficient.”

The elders bowed one after another. “We will follow the Sect Master’s orders”

Outside the book, Qiu Wuji sat in the back seat of Chu Ge’s bike, her arms around his waist. She sighed gently and rested her forehead against his back. “I’ve killed people, quite a number of them.”

Chu Ge instinctively pressed the brakes and then realized what she was talking about. After a moment of silence, he said, “Are you starting to feel uncomfortable?”

“Yes, being around you… it’s too peaceful. There are no conflicts, no killings. It’s so cozy and lazy, making me not want to do anything.”

Chu Ge said, “Are you afraid of losing your sanity?”

Qiu Wuji shook her head. “No, that won’t happen. My mental cultivation is not so easily compromised. It’s just that sometimes I wonder if too much comfort will dull my senses. Will I struggle to adapt to conflicts when we return? Does it make you worry again?”

Chu Ge thought for a moment. “How about we take the initiative and get involved in matters related to supernatural abilities?”

Qiu Wuji firmly opposed, “No… I like it the way it is now, and you do too. We’ll build the world of the book together, present it to countless people, and watch it come to life step by step. That’s what we should do.”

Chu Ge chuckled “ha” and accelerated the bike.

Qiu Wuji wondered, “What are you doing?”

“You made it sound like the book has become our child. I’m going back so you can give birth.”

“Get lost! Go dream somewhere else!” Qiu Wuji angrily punched him, her face turning red. Fortunately, he couldn’t see it.

Giving birth… I’ve never thought about it in this lifetime… Watching mortal women give birth, it seems so painful and scary. She really didn’t understand why they still love giving birth, having several children in a lifetime.

How many does Chu Ge want to have?

No, why am I even thinking about having a child with him! What he said was just a play on words, a teasing remark. Why am I getting lost in these random thoughts because of him!

Qiu Wuji thought angrily, and gradually her expression became trance-like.

I might… not be able to conceive.

As for the body of the immortal path, whether it has such functions is another matter. Even if it doesn’t, it’s just a matter of changing his own settings, so there’s no need to dwell on it.

But for this separated soul body… Baidu says it undergoes menopause?

It’s really strange. This is the transformed and condensed true form. In theory, regardless of self-shaping, why would there be age-related issues or menopause?

Even if it were the true body, it wouldn’t undergo menopause due to age. It’s because the cultivation has reached a certain level, and the constitution has been modified in a certain sense. It’s what they call “rebirth and transformation.” These functions of mortals have been assimilated, that’s all.

Even the true body can’t be considered as truly undergoing menopause, so how could this constructed body of the separated soul undergo it? It doesn’t make sense.

Qiu Wuji began to seriously contemplate this question for the first time. It wasn’t because she really wanted to give birth. Cultivators do face perplexing questions when it comes to this aspect.

It seems necessary to explore the reasons behind this, including why she shouldn’t possess the ability to condense a physical body in the first place, but somehow does. The whole process from beginning to end should be examined and answered. Otherwise, there might be complications or risks of going astray or losing control, and that’s not something to be taken lightly.

While she was thinking about this, Qiu Wuji suddenly felt a pain in her abdomen. Subconsciously, she let out a sharp sound and grabbed onto Chu Ge’s clothes.

Chu Ge was startled. “What’s wrong?”

Qiu Wuji frowned and groaned, “I have stomach pain, and… and there’s a lot of blood…”