Although Zero’s manga has never made a profit online, every manga has been published as a single-volume edition.
Some fans who have only recently started following her aim to collect her entire set of single-volume editions, but the works published early have long been out of print and are hard to find even with a lot of money.
The entire set of single-volume editions is even more precious.
Furthermore, Zero herself has never appeared in public, as mysterious as someone living in another dimension. The idea of a signed version is out of the question, let alone a personalized signed version.
Fans went crazy reposting and responding, and fellow creators as well as various influencers found it quite novel and eagerly joined in on the fun.
Even Nora Scott herself didn’t anticipate how this spur-of-the-moment idea would cause such a sensation online.
After rummaging around, Nora Scott searched in the kitchen for a long time and found the last tub of instant noodles.
It’s time to go stock up on some food tomorrow.
Thinking this, Nora Scott picked up the kettle to boil some hot water.
The doorbell suddenly rang.
With a slight frown, Nora put down the kettle and walked out of the kitchen to open the door.
Relying on her martial arts skills, Nora rarely worried about her own safety because if someone came looking for trouble, it was usually the other party who suffered. Therefore, the doorbell monitor at her home was practically useless.
So when she opened the door and saw Butler Loxley standing there, she was slightly taken aback.
Butler Loxley, as always, was impeccably dressed in black, with a cheerful smile, yet holding several lunchboxes in his hands.
Nora looked at him with confusion.
Before she could speak, Butler Loxley cheerfully said, "Master Pedro just mentioned that you live next door, and I didn’t expect it to be true."
Responding slowly, Nora took a step back and said, "Please come in and sit down."
"No need, I’m just here to bring you some food and say hello." Butler Loxley handed over the lunchboxes and said with concern, "You haven’t eaten, have you? These are freshly made and still hot."
Because of Pedro Langley, Nora wasn’t eager to frequently accept Butler Loxley’s kindness, but when she thought about the tub of instant noodles in the kitchen, her appetite vanished completely in comparison.
Always doing things at her own will, Nora didn’t hesitate for long before straightforwardly accepting the lunchboxes.
"You’re welcome, you’re welcome."
Seeing her accept them, Butler Loxley couldn’t have been happier, his face full of smiles.
After a pause, Butler Loxley casually said, "Recently, our household driver resigned, so since this place is close to Master Pedro’s company, he’ll be staying here for a while. I won’t be here often, but I’ll stop by from time to time. If you need anything, feel free to ask me."
Nora held a few lunchboxes and answered somewhat absentmindedly.
According to Butler Loxley’s words—
Pedro Langley really wasn’t here to cause trouble, had she really misunderstood him?
"If there’s anything you’d like to eat, just let me know."
Nora chuckled lightly, "Okay."
Butler Loxley smiled and said, "You eat while it’s hot. I’ll be going now."
Seeing him about to leave, Nora suppressed her confusion and called after him, "Loxley."
He stopped and looked back at her quizzically.
"Could I ask for Pedro Langley’s number?"
As soon as she said it, Nora furrowed her brow slightly, thinking to herself: she might be going crazy.
Three dishes and a soup, plus a box of white rice, were placed on the dining table.
The aroma was tantalizing and appetizing.
Even the rice was plump, looking soft and chewy.
Butler Loxley had been very thoughtful, even preparing chopsticks and a soup spoon for her.
Nora sat on the dining chair, slowly eating the fragrant meal. It tasted as good as ever, but her mind was slightly distracted.
Having eaten a third of the rice, Nora let out a sigh and took the glass of water at hand, drinking it all in one go.
She picked up the phone on the table, opened the contacts, and found the most recently saved phone number.
[It’s Nora Scott. What would you like to eat?]
After sending the message, Nora tossed her phone aside and continued eating.
Her mood suddenly improved quite a bit.
She wasn’t someone who refused to admit her mistakes. Realizing she had misunderstood Pedro Langley, she began to consider the "dining together" condition Pedro had proposed. And now, it seemed she had an answer.
The phone dinged, and a message quickly came back.
Nora glanced at it. As she reached for her phone, she inadvertently looked out at the balcony.
Under the dark night sky, the city lights dotted the landscape, faintly visible. It seemed as if small snowflakes were drifting in the dimly lit night sky.
They flew diagonally, tumbling and swirling.
The thought flickered, and Nora came back to her senses. Without hesitation, she replied to Pedro Langley’s message.
After a brief consideration, Nora opened WeChat just about to ask Miguel Smith, when a new friend request popped up.
[Ling, Pedro Langley.]
With a quick glance, Nora clicked agree.
After messaging Miguel Smith, Nora looked at the new contact [Ling,], which had no messages, but she couldn’t help noticing the avatar.
Curiously, she opened the avatar’s large image and saw a familiar sketch.
A simple composition, a standalone rural building with the characteristics of northern countryside houses, and a few more strokes to depict a snowy scene.
The pixel quality wasn’t high; it seemed like it was taken with a phone camera.
Nora frowned slightly: how did he get hold of a random sketch she had drawn?
In the living room of the neighboring apartment.
Sitting on the sofa playing with his phone, Pedro Langley received an inquiry from Camilo Nogueira.
[Did you change your WeChat name?]
Remembering Nora Scott’s WeChat nickname, Pedro slightly curled his lips and didn’t respond to Camilo’s message.
Lily Turner, after wrapping up the day’s filming, dragged her tired body back to the hotel suite.
The production crew was rushing to film, and her scenes had been concentrated all in one go, keeping her busy all day. Meanwhile, her rivals had exploited a scandal about her pushing an assistant, escalating the situation to cost her numerous endorsements. The company withdrew several resources, and even her agent found it challenging to protect her...
Lily Turner could never have imagined that within a few days, she would fall from the peak of her career as a popular young actress to such a low point.
Because of the animated gif incident, Jesse Johnson was clearly becoming cold towards her and had stopped visiting the set. She had tried several times to find an opportunity to explain things to Jesse Johnson, but hadn’t found the right timing.
With cold shoulders from Jesse Johnson, even her treatment on set was uncertain, and she faced many cold stares and harsh criticisms.
"Knock. Knock. Knock."
The door was knocked on.
Subsequently, there was the sound of the doorbell.
"Turner, there’s a package for you at the front desk, and I brought it up for you."
The voice belonged to the new assistant.
Feeling exhausted both mentally and physically, Lily Turner sat quietly for about half a minute. After her assistant asked again, she finally gathered herself together, hiding her gloomy emotions, and put on a calm and composed expression before getting up to open the door.
She didn’t let the assistant in; she took the package and closed the door.
The package was an envelope, and she hadn’t intended to open it. But when she saw the "Sophie Scott" printed on the shipping label, her interest piqued, and she quickly opened the package.
Sure enough, inside was a piece of paper with an sketch of Barlow and "God Z’s personalized signature."
Narrowing her eyes, Lily Turner slowly exhaled, feeling somewhat mentally invigorated.
She took out her phone, snapped a photo of the paper, and sent it via WeChat to Jesse Johnson.
Lily Turner: Jesse, God Z’s signed copy has arrived. When are you coming to get it?