Fang Qiu, who had finally written a hit novel, died suddenly after staying up all night writing it the day before it was released. He then traveled to the continent of Teyvat. To make ends meet, Fang Qiu took up his pen again. "I, Fang Qiu, have a dream, which is to become a great writer of healing!" Some time later, Fang Qiu approached a scrap dealer in Liyue. "Boss, how much is a pound of razor blades?"