"That's it for now, uncle. I'm heading home." To thank William Reed, Brian Carter kept his word and treated William Reed to a big meal at Dicos—burgers, ice cream, egg tarts, and more. Brian Carter was amazed; William Reed ate more in one sitting than he himself did in an entire day.

After eating, they followed William Reed to his father's shop. Before even entering, William Reed shouted loudly, "Dad, I brought you a business deal!"

"What kind of business?" asked William Reed's dad.

"This is my classmate, also my best buddy Little Emily. He wants to buy a computer. Following the principle of keeping business within the family, I brought my classmate here. Wouldn't you say I brought you a deal?"

"This young student, are you buying a computer to play games or for something else?"

"I don't play games. I'm buying a computer to look up information and write things."

"Not playing games? That's already better than this rascal here. In that case, uncle will recommend this model to you. It's pretty fast, 1TB hard drive. The external price is 3,500, but for you, the internal price is just 3,200."

"Thank you, uncle. I wonder if you can deliver it to my home?"

"Of course. Just write down your address and uncle will deliver it to your house right now."

He wrote down his home address, and the computer was bought and brought home!

Chapter 8: A Coincidence of Coincidences

"Dad, Mom, I'm home."

"Brian, you didn't cause any trouble at Olivia Martinez's place yesterday, did you?" asked Grace Miller.

Olivia Martinez? Brian Carter realized that his mom was referring to Olivia Martinez, Aunt Martinez.

Aunt Martinez was just a bit over thirty, definitely not over thirty-five, while his own mom was thirty-eight. So calling her "妹子" wasn't wrong.

"Of course not." Aunt Martinez didn't know what I did to her while she was sleeping, so that shouldn't count as causing trouble. Yeah, it doesn't count.

"How did things go with the book?" Although Mr. Carter looked calm, he was actually very concerned about this matter.

"I've already signed a contract with Aunt Martinez. She already gave me a manuscript fee of five thousand." He took out the money. After buying a computer and treating William Reed to a big meal, there was just over a thousand left.

"How come there's only a little over a thousand left? Wasn't it five thousand? Did you spend it recklessly again?" Grace Miller frowned, her tone a bit stern.

"No, I bought a computer." Grace Miller opened her mouth, wanting to say something, but knowing his mom's personality, Brian Carter didn't give her the chance. "I'm in eighth grade now, and I'll need to use a computer a lot in ninth grade. I can't always go to your room, can I? Besides, Dad has a lot of important files on his computer. If I accidentally lose something, that wouldn't be good."

"Grace Miller, just let it go. That five thousand was earned by Brian himself, so let him manage it. Our family doesn't lack that five thousand anyway," said Mr. Carter.

Brian Carter's reasonable explanation finally made Grace Miller compromise.

She compromised, but still muttered, "What do you know? I'm just worried that if Brian buys a computer, he'll stop studying and just play on it, and his grades will drop."

"Mom, you really don't need to worry. The computer I bought isn't high-end. At most, I can watch movies and look up information. I can't play games, so it only cost a bit over three thousand." Now that they were in agreement, things would be easier.

"Brian, since you bought a computer, do you need to get another internet cable?"

"No need. The internet at home is 8M, more than enough for two computers. I just need to run a cable from the modem."

"Will we have to pay more each month?" asked Grace Miller.

"No, the monthly fee stays the same as before."

"Okay, when will the computer be delivered?" asked Mr. Carter.

"I bought it from my classmate's family, so it can be delivered today," said Brian Carter.

"Alright, then I'll call your Uncle Martinez in a bit and ask him to run a cable." As they spoke, the computer was already delivered. There was already a desk in Brian Carter's room, so there was no need to buy another. However, there weren't enough outlets at home, so he had to buy a power strip. After a while of busy work, the computer was finally set up in his room.

After finishing his homework for the day, he turned on the computer. The computer wasn't connected to the internet yet, but he could start saving drafts. Brian Carter had a big advantage over others when it came to writing novels: he never got writer's block, because the entire plot of the book was already in his mind—he just had to copy it out.

His fingers danced across the keyboard, not too fast or too slow, about three thousand words an hour. He was still a student, so his first priority every day was class. School ended at 5:30, and if nothing came up, he got home around six. After finishing all the homework assigned by his teachers, it was about seven before he could start writing. To write ten thousand words a day took three hours, so he finished around ten o'clock, which was just right. Plus, he could save up more drafts on Saturdays and Sundays.

Tomorrow, when he got home, the web novel known as the origin of the "mortal cultivation" genre and the peak of the "spiritual root" genre, "A Record of a Mortal’s Journey to Immortality," would finally be released in this world!

Coincidentally, on the way to school, he ran into the class monitor David Thompson again. "Class monitor..."