Chapter 1: Heaven's Way is Impartial; It Nourishes Good People

  Facing at least hundreds of letters every day, and endless streams of visitors coming to the door.

  Whether he likes it or not, Ma Long has to admit that he has basically become the first bestselling author in history whose name is widely known even before his debut book is published.

  It was those best-selling newspapers and magazines at that time that made Ma Long famous overnight.

  Then, under Eveena's arrangements, the small flyers with brilliant excerpts from Malong's works were scattered all over the place a day later, further confirming Malong's position as a talented young author.

  Just now, Ma Long had just sent away Alaindor, the deputy director of Feicuiwen Press, who came to report on the book reservation situation. The data brought by Alaindor showed that "The Little Prince" and "The Count of Monte Cristo" Volume I, which were arranged by Yvonne in the first batch of publications, had received 8,437 and 10,620 pre-orders respectively.

  And these are just summaries of pre-order data from individual readers, let alone the large orders from booksellers who specialize in selling to other cities and regions of Lorain.

  After all, there is a competitive relationship between booksellers, and they are more inclined to sign an agreement with the Jade Chapter Publishing House for the exclusive sales of "The Wanderer - Malong" literary works in a certain region.

  And this contract, with the nickname of "Red-Haired Queen" and also having the heart of a queen who dominates the national publishing market, how could Evna sign it so easily?

  But according to Armand d'Alègre's delighted account, the large orders brought by booksellers who came upon hearing the news would raise the initial print run of The Little Prince and The Count of Monte Cristo to at least 500,000 copies.

  Although it is said that the Republic of Loring is a world-class great power with more than 40 cities having a population of over 3 million and more than 200 cities having a population of over 1 million.

  If we can sell books nationwide, a first print run of 500,000 copies is actually not that scary.

  But if you look at it from another angle...

  A 14-year-old boy, who had never published any bestsellers before, now has his first two books printed with a total of at least one million copies, how enviable is that?

  But if you think about Ma Long's "I Have a Dream", this kind of envy, jealousy and hatred naturally turns into admiration and respect.

  A fourteen-year-old boy wrote such an article full of rich fantasy colors and idealism, and actually donated a huge sum of 600,000 rand to those poor war orphans and disabled veterans. Who can still say three or four things about him?

  Yes, except for the R1 million donation on Bannerman Street.

  On the third day, The White Sand Daily reported on the touching stories of a blind and wounded veteran beggar, as well as a dockworker who walked barefoot for several hours. Ma Long quickly decided to take out another 50,000 lanters to build an old-age home for the wounded veterans.

  Everyone knew that at the time, Ma Long came out of Feicuiwen Zhang Publishing House with two checks - the first check for 110,000 Rands was given to the venerable old Saint Warrior; while the second check was for 760,300 Rands.

  Who else can achieve this level after making a fortune?

  Generous and kind, with talent and wisdom beyond his age - this is how the outside world now evaluates Ma Long.

  In fact, this evaluation was beyond Ma Long's expectations. Originally in his three-win plan, he was just a supporting actor with the least gain and the most effort.

  Perhaps this is the "heavenly way" of "having no relatives, always being with good people"?

  Holding the latest issue of Baisha Morning Post, Malong thought so.

  The prominent position in this newspaper is occupied by the reporter who wrote "Twenty-Three Million Seven Hundred Forty Lant Zero Three Purr and Nine Pence", which caused the White Sand Morning Post to sell 7.43 million copies, with his latest article in the form of a reading experience report.

  "The Little Prince" After Reading Feeling

  "Have to admit, this is a fairy tale written for kids, so it's a bit late for me who has already grown up."

  It's a pity that I didn't get to see it when I was still a child, so I could understand why grown-ups couldn't understand my world, why they were always busy, and why they were so serious; I could also walk my own path in my small world with ease, count the little deer in my dreams, and smell the little flowers that I passed by.

  But I was also lucky. After all, I didn't miss this book in the end, a fairy tale that will have different feelings at different ages, even if I've grown up.

  All grown-ups were once children.

  ……”

  This journalist, who is obviously a loyal reader of Ma Long's, filled his entire after-reading essay with praise for "The Little Prince" and Ma Long, which this book truly deserves.

  Ma Long was just about to put down the newspaper when a knock at the door sounded before he could make a move.

  "It's me." The voice of Sergeant Bernard came from outside the door: "Marlon, I just saw Master Lizard Druid leave, so you're free now, right?"

  Llewellyn De Ruiter-Konchita-Bobberwin, instead of leaving White Sands City, had taken up residence in Chief Bernard's home uninvited and daily asked Marlon about the progress on deciphering "The Book of Eli". Marlon was very careful not to let this Llewellyn De Ruiter-Konchita-Bobberwin, who was full of desire for knowledge, discover his various manuscripts written in ancient script "Chinese".

  Of course, the existence of Lycoris Radiata is also very useful.

  At least in these few days, he has caught five thieves who tried to break into the villa, although Marlon is not quite sure whether these thieves are after him or after Lysander's pouch full of glittering gold coins...

  Every evening, Lirien Druil goes out for a stroll and communicates with his beloved plants, so he is not in Marlon's bedroom/study at the moment.

  "Come in!" Ma Long replied hastily, putting down the newspaper in his hand: "I'm actually free now, is there anything, Uncle Bernard?"

  Chief Inspector Barnard pushed open the door and came in. He gave Malone a glance before saying something that was completely unexpected to Malone.

  "Malone, your worthless uncle is dead. His head was blown open. Judging from the degree of decay of the corpse, he should have died on the night you went to submit your manuscript to Emerald Pattern Publishing House." After a pause, Chief Inspector Barnard continued: "So, I think I should tell you now that this worthless uncle of yours is actually the victim of an attempted robbery by our Andrew Carnegie Saint Warrior."

  "Uncle Bernard, are you saying... he was murdered?!"

  Ma Long was certainly no fool, and as soon as Bernard's words fell, he had already come up with an answer.

  Chief Bernard nodded and continued: "Also, I went to investigate and found that the people who witnessed the robbery and witnessed my arrest process at that time, whether they were old people, children or pregnant women, all... disappeared."

  After hearing this sentence, Ma Long didn't say anything anymore.

  Then, Sheriff Bernard reached out and patted Marlon's tender shoulder: "Kid, you gotta be careful. You gotta remember that for their own interests not to suffer losses, they actually do things that even the devil wouldn't dare to do."

  "Uncle Bernard, what did those thieves say?"

  Ma Long nodded silently and then asked a seemingly unrelated question.

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  Thanks for "what's good to use" generous reward, throwing flowers, the first apprentice book friend was born O(∩_∩)O~